Hogwarts: I act like a boss in front of Hermione

"Next, it's time to test whether my current strength can become a person (san) people (dai) teacher (mo) teacher (wang)."

"Apparate!"

……

Deep in the dark Forbidden Forest, a beautiful and charming unicorn that was incapable of evil thoughts was resting. Suddenly it raised its head and stared at the shadows in the distance with wide eyes. Sensing the approaching danger, it hissed as usual to warn the other party.

As a rare beast in the Forbidden Forest, when it was in danger since childhood, as long as it made the unique neighing sound of a unicorn, the opponent would give up attacking it.

Because it is a pure, elegant, and noble unicorn, no creature dares to bear the unicorn's curse.

But unfortunately, the creature that is hostile to it this time is not a permanent resident of the Forbidden Forest. His target tonight is it...

After a high-pitched cry, it lost its life.

Quirrell doesn't know how many more unicorns he has to bear the curse of, but in order to maintain his master's life, he must hunt unicorns and suck their blood before finding the Philosopher's Stone.

Just as he was about to bite out the unicorn's neck vein with his big mouth, his owner suddenly warned him to watch his back.

"What's wrong? Lord..."

"boom!"

"What a pity. It is indeed the second generation Dark Lord Voldemort. Even if he is parasitic on others, he is still very vigilant!"

Noel gently tapped the palm of his right hand with the wand of his left hand, looked at Quirrell who was defending himself from the spell of being torn apart, and laughed softly.

"Who are you? How dare you call your master by his first name!"

Quirrell, who was hiding in his black robe, showed a ferocious expression, changing his usual submissive attitude, and sternly scolded the enemy in front of him.

"Okay, poor thing! You don't deserve to know who I am. Let the Voldemort above you talk to me!"

"Huh? You're too young to break my phantom curse!"

Although the towering trees blocked the moonlight and made the area extremely dark, Noel could still clearly see Quirrell's hidden movements. If he wanted to break his phantom spell, of course he couldn't do what he wanted.

There was another phantom. Noel appeared behind Quirrell, turned around and kicked out with his whip leg. Quirrell flew into the distance like a kite with a broken string, and broke two century-old trees before stopping.

"Idiot, let me control this body!"

After his face came into close contact with two trees in a row, Voldemort roared angrily.

"Okay, okay, master!"

Voldemort is now particularly disappointed with his slave. He has been sneaking into Hogwarts for ten months as a professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts, and so far he has not had a chance to obtain the Philosopher's Stone.

In order to survive, he can only let his slaves hunt unicorns in the forbidden forest and suck their blood to extend his life.

Unexpectedly, today's hunt was actually destroyed by a wizard hiding under the Disillusionment Curse. From the whip kick just now, Voldemort guessed that this wizard either had werewolf blood or had giant blood flowing through his body like that idiot Hagrid. Bloodline.

Otherwise, how could ordinary wizards have such great strength?

"Tsk, tsk, tsk! You mean, you want to see me?"

Voldemort controlled Quirrell's body and walked slowly towards Noel. Although he couldn't see Noel, he could feel the magic emanating from Noel.

"Time is limited, let me see how powerful the famous Dark Lord Voldemort is!"

"Avada eats the big melon!"

"Fractured!"

"Armor Protection"

"Apparation"

……

Several magic attacks from both sides were neutralized by the other side's perfect defense.

"Avada eats the big melon!"

"Tongtong Petrochemical!"

This time, facing Voldemort's killing curse, Noel did not dodge. He directly raised his wand and attacked Voldemort with a streak of stone.

Two magic spells met between them, the will-o'-the-wisp green killing curse collided fiercely with the pale yellow petrification, and sparks flew everywhere.

At this time, it is no longer a competition of skills, but a duel of magic, spiritual power and will.

"Voldemort, you have failed, why are you still lingering and parasitizing on others? What is your purpose in coming to Hogwarts?"

After seeing himself gradually gaining the upper hand, Noel chuckled a few times, mocking Voldemort who was controlling Quirrell's body.

"This world is becoming more and more dirty because of the existence of Muggles. The bloodline of pure-blood families has been contaminated. Only I can lead them to eliminate the mixed-bloods and eliminate all Muggles in the world. Let the pure-bloods be glorious again! When When I make a comeback, it will be the day when the hybrids will perish!”

Voldemort roared with his hoarse voice and increased the magic output again, not caring that Quirrell's wand had begun to crack.

Even though he can only parasitize Quirrell's body now, he believes that the mysterious wizard opposite him is not his opponent, because he is Voldemort!

"Haha, it's really ridiculous. As a mixed-blood, you actually want to lead pure-bloods to regain their past glory?" Noel smiled contemptuously at Voldemort's crazy idea.

The glory of pure-blood wizards and the filth of mixed-blood wizards are extremely ridiculous to Noel. The rise of Voldemort is mainly attributed to the conservative and stubborn pure-blood faction who elected him as a tool to suppress mixed-blood wizards in order to protect their own interests.

It was only when this tool man became stronger in the later period and began to show Lord-loving behavior that the pure-blood faction had to compromise and follow him to become a Death Eater.

The ending ten years ago also proved this. When Voldemort was defeated by the son of prophecy, the now famous Harry Potter, except for those few crazy admirers of Voldemort, other Death Eaters rushed to start clearing their names and regain their reputation. Living normally in the British wizarding world.

In a word, without the support of pure-blood wizards who are afraid of half-blood wizards harming their own interests, Voldemort would most likely be captured in Azkaban before he rose to power.

"boom!"

Quirrell's wand could no longer withstand Voldemort's huge magic power and shattered before defeating Noel. As the wand in his hand shattered, the killing curse he cast was no longer under his control, and intertwined with Noel's petrification to create a huge explosion.

Because the center of the explosion was too close to him, the huge shock wave pushed Voldemort to the ground.

"Is this the second-generation Dark Lord? He doesn't even have a wand to take advantage of. Ridiculous! Since you are already so weak, there is no need to keep you around to harm other people. Let me end your ridiculous and pitiful life! "

After saying that, Noel pointed the wand in his hand at Voldemort who fell unconscious on the ground.

"Four and a half..."

Just when Noel was about to use the disintegration spell, a figure appeared beside him and apparated him away.

Only Quirrell and his master were left lying on the ground in this messy jungle.

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