curse the world at hogwarts

Roaring, taunting, cursing...

The voices of Rhine and Voldemort (Quirrell) echoed in Hogwarts Castle, awakening the Hufflepuff badgers closest to the gate.

At the corner leading from the basement to the first floor, Cedric Diggory grabbed Hannah Abbott: "Is that something you can participate in?"

"But……"

Hannah was full of worries about Rhine, who often played with her during the summer vacation last year and accommodated her childishness.

"Go find the professors!" Cedric is a reliable person. "Go separately. If you encounter ghosts, portraits, etc., tell them to call for help!"

Unlike little Harry who is still confused about school, the reliable Marshal Bi has mastered the key to finding help in time.

"Do you think it is necessary, Senior?" Eloise Midgen screamed, "Professor Rhine has almost beaten Professor Quirrell to death!"

Cedric sighed: "It's precisely because of this that we need help even more... That's the Unforgivable Curse!"

His father worked for the Ministry of Magic, and he could tell that something was wrong with Professor Quirrell.

But is Rhine satisfied?

not necessarily.

I saw Rhine casting a magic spell, knocking Voldemort staggering, running and wailing.

The black magic boss was in extremely bad condition at the moment. He clearly had magic combat experience that could hang Rhine, but he had to run away as much as possible in order to survive.

After two battles, a critical attack from Lily Love, and the backlash of Voldemort's dark power and position curse, Quirrell's vitality has reached the edge of collapse.

He had no doubt that once he started a battle with Rhine without a staff, he would soon lose this only place of parasite.

Can a wandering spirit hide from the professors at Hogwarts?

Enduring the extreme pain that erupted from the inside out, Voldemort took advantage of the momentum from being hit in the back of the heart and rolled out of the castle gate like a lazy ass.

He was seen gliding close to the ground, like a giant bat that was disturbed in the middle of the night, quickly heading towards the gate of Hogsmeade.

Rhine rushed to catch up and kept throwing powerful spells in his hands, obviously understanding the situation at this moment.

He just wanted to force Voldemort to fight back, accelerate Quirrell's physical and mental collapse, and force Voldemort's wandering soul out!

"What a vicious heart!"

Voldemort almost cried!

But don't worry, he has left the narrow castle and is playing around in such a vast place as the campus. No one is more snake-skinned than him.

The advantage is mine!

He dodged several spells in succession and moved further and further away like a cunning cloud.

Rhine was unable to apparate, and he did not have Voldemort's ability to fly, so he had already been thrown away by him for a considerable distance.

"Hey hey hey hey~"

Voldemort, who remained madly optimistic despite hardships, laughed.

I didn't laugh at anything else, but at Dumbledore's wisdom and the lack of strategy of the Lyall boy!

But when he smiles, he does bad things.

Rhine shouted excitedly: "Hagrid! Stop him! He is plotting that paper bag!"

Voldemort's scalp suddenly went numb, and he raised his hand and threw an Iron Armor Curse.

It's a pity that the huge figure roared and rushed towards him, charging him savagely, smashing him to pieces even with his shield!

Hybrid giants may be considered inferior in the nest, but they are irresistible to humans.

Voldemort felt as if a hill had hit him, and he screamed and flew backwards, pain emanating from all his muscles and bones.

"Drill the heart and gouge out the bone!"

Rhine rushed forward and waved a Cruciatus Curse!

"Oooooooooooo!"

Voldemort likes the Cruciatus Curse, but it has to be used on others. He doesn't like it when used on himself.

This curse, which once tortured Neville's heroic parents to the point of mental collapse, stirred Voldemort's entire soul, making him finally unable to maintain Quirrell's body.

It's like a piece of porcelain that has been lightly knocked. It doesn't seem to have much problem, but fine cracks start to spread from the inside.

Quirrell's body finally collapsed.

Blood spurted out from small holes everywhere around him, and at the same time there was a trace of black air.

Quirrell finally regained control of his body, but it was too late.

"Le-yin-save-me-!" He looked up to the sky and hissed in pain.

However, Rhine did not pay attention to Quirrell, but raised his wand to stop the black energy gathering in mid-air.

Although in his previous life, he had somewhat imagined the state of Voldemort's soul, and he had also seen the black human-headed python-like image on the screen, but when everything happened in front of his eyes, Rhine realized how terrifying it was.

He is the parasitic bug in Quirrell's body, and now they all crawled out, revealing their disgusting true colors!

"you……",

Voldemort roared at Rhine with a threatening tone, turned around and was about to fly away.

Rhine did not stop him in a hurry, but suddenly began an inexplicable and unearthly chant.

On the tip of his wand, a fluorescent light flickered, and then countless silver silk ribbons were sprayed out, covering Voldemort's wandering soul like a big net.

"What is this?" Voldemort's snake body was tightly strangled, and he was a little dumbfounded. "What kind of magic is this?"

Even he could only recall that the Patronus had a similar effect.

But what Rhine is using is obviously not a patron saint, unless his patron saint is Spider-Man!

"Hey~!"

As all the silver silk ribbons spurted out, the original strength pulling on Rhine's hand also disappeared.

Voldemort roared unwillingly and flew quickly into the distance, but he was powerless to do anything that happened to him.

Those silver silk ribbons adhered to his wandering soul. Although they did not cause any pain, Voldemort knew what it meant to be seemingly harmless but actually very harmful!

Eventually, the silver silk ribbon blended into his soul, and he blended into the night sky above the campus.

Everything returned to calm.

"what is that?"

Only then did Hagrid react and asked stupidly.

"Curse magic..." Rhine said with a pale face, "I call it 'Seal of Holy'."

Some time ago, Voldemort manipulated Quirrell to hunt unicorns in the Forbidden Forest and drink the holy blood of unicorns to maintain his body and mind. Rhine and Maleficent found the cursed power in it.

Not long ago, they completed the analysis of this power, and they were extremely surprised.

Seal of Holiness - Imprints pure magical power into the soul of the black wizard, causing the same effect as a tarsal maggot.

When the cursed person uses black magic, this power will have a backlash, causing pain and weakening the power.

When the analysis was completed, Maleficent was unsatisfied.

Because this is a typically high-cost and inefficient curse, in her opinion it may not be as useful as low-cost curses such as fluctuation and disruption.

But Rhine knew he had earned it.

Isn't this what Voldemort and his followers are preparing for?

Rhine suddenly got angry and shouted at the sky where Voldemort disappeared.

"Thank you Dark Lord for the curse!"