Hogwarts Mystery Sequence

The Quidditch game is indeed a good spice in campus life, but after a short carnival, the little wizards still have to return to their daily study life until the next carnival——

Christmas.

This is the longest holiday in the semester, and it is also a very important holiday.

In recent days, the little wizards have been busy packing their bags to go home, or sending and receiving gifts.

Amon didn't receive many gifts or send a few gifts. After all, he didn't make any new friends in this half semester.

However, one of the several gifts he received made a lasting impression on him.

That was not only because the person who gave the gift was Voldemort, but also because of the form of the gift - Voldemort actually taught him the three Unforgivable Curses and the Fire Curse as a Christmas gift!

Amon didn't expect that Voldemort would be so crazy.

At that time, if Voldemort had not been personally taking care of him, if he had not gained some trust from Voldemort, and Voldemort was willing to save him, he might have died of exhaustion of magic power and severe fire!

This is also thanks to Amon’s own spiritual will that is not inferior to that of outstanding adult wizards;

As well as a deep understanding of the three Unforgivable Curses and the Fire Curse under the guidance of Voldemort.

This prevented the curse backlash that is most likely to occur when a young wizard practices advanced black magic.

Otherwise, under the backlash of that level of black magic, even Voldemort might not be able to take action in time.

Even so, Amon still cultivated for this for a long time.

But woe to him, Amon also guessed that Voldemort's sanity was affected due to problems with his own existence, and then noticed Quirrell going to the Forbidden Forest to poach unicorns.

This means that Voldemort may not have the patience and capital to continue spending, otherwise it will become a big problem for him to maintain his ghost body.

So Amon did not go home with Theodore, but chose to stay at Hogwarts, waiting for Voldemort to steal the Sorcerer's Stone, and that was the opportunity for his plan to be implemented.

Looking at it this way, Voldemort gave him the Christmas gift he wanted most.

……

The closer to the end, the longer the time becomes.

However, even though Voldemort had to poach unicorns to maintain his life and accumulate strength, Amon seemed more leisurely than usual.

This is because a lot of his preparations have to be done in advance.

For example, improved invisibility potions, elixirs that need to be made six months in advance, and polyjuice potions that need to be made one month in advance.

Therefore, now that the plan is about to be implemented, Amon has become leisurely and just reads and practices black magic every day.

In such quiet and peaceful days, in the happy atmosphere of the Christmas holiday, in the time when Harry and Voldemort were fighting fiercely around the Forbidden Forest, the time he had been waiting for finally arrived——

Voldemort used the information he obtained from Hagrid to knock down the three-headed dog Luwei with music and enter the secret passage.

Amon, who had been secretly paying attention to Quirrell's movements, followed him to the fourth floor corridor.

After hiding, he took out a large bottle of bubbling potion that looked like mud from the pocket of his magic robe.

He added a strand of black hair and the potion turned orange in a matter of seconds.

Amon did not change immediately after drinking it.

Soon after, the trio who rushed over also entered the room.

At this time, Amon took out another small bottle of magic potion that looked like molten gold and drank it directly;

Then there was another bottle of colorless potion. After drinking this bottle of potion, Amon also had obvious changes - his figure disappeared.

After all the preparations were done, Amon subconsciously raised his hand to adjust the position of the monocle in his right eye but came up empty. Then he remembered that he had left it in the dormitory, so he could only pinch his right eye socket.

He took out his pocket watch and glanced at the time. Suddenly, his movements paused and then resumed immediately.

Then Amon took back his pocket watch as usual, without showing anything strange, but took out his wand and recited an unfamiliar spell:

"Tenebris! (Hidden)"

The world in Amon's eyes suddenly became dark, as if it was covered in fog.

And his invisible body that was still in reality quickly disappeared, as if it had been erased from the real world by an eraser.

But this wasn't over yet, Amon continued to cast a second unfamiliar spell on himself:

"Felix! (Time comes and turns)"

Amon suddenly and inexplicably felt that everything had become easier. His intuitive hunch was unprecedentedly active, as if he could even control his own luck.

But he did not indulge in this novel state, as if he was not surprised by it.

Also, just now he clearly cast a spell that had not been created yet, but he didn't look surprised, thinking that this was how it should be, which felt inexplicably inconsistent.

However, Amon still showed no abnormality. He walked out of the hiding corner calmly, walked towards the room that had been visited twice, opened the door, and jumped down the trap door——

In reality nothing happens in the real world, doors are not opened, trapdoors are not opened.

——The "hidden" existence cannot affect reality no matter what it does.

But Amon did indeed enter the secret passage without anyone noticing, and this strange effect full of contradictions fully demonstrated the magic of this curse.

……

Along the way, Amon walked leisurely.

Whether it's a three-headed dog or a devil's net, there are also winged keys, giant chessboards, trolls, magic flames...

No matter whether it was a level that was still intact or a level that had been cracked, his "smuggling" behavior was not noticed.

Amon seems to be walking in the gap between reality and illusion, and as if he is wearing a "secret" cloak and has been forgotten by the world.

The whole person was shrouded in a desperate loneliness, not at all as exciting as the trio's breakthrough.

He even felt a little bored when he reached the finish line one step ahead of schedule.

Amon looked around and saw that he was in a spacious room surrounded by many stone pillars, with a very majestic huge mirror placed in the center.

'Quillo' seemed to be chanting a spell in front of the mirror, trying to get the magic stone from the Mirror of Erised, but this was doomed to be in vain.

Anyone who wants to get the Philosopher's Stone cannot get it from the Mirror of Erised, and what they see will only be false.

In fact, the moment Voldemort saw the Mirror of Erised, he realized that he had been tricked.

But Voldemort was unwilling to give in. He had planned for so long and put in so much effort, but when he was told that everything was just a mirror, how could he be willing to do so?

Amon glanced at the Mirror of Erised curiously, but unfortunately he was in the "hidden" state now, so he didn't see anything as he should have.

So he could only find a pillar without interest, lean on it with his arms crossed, and quietly admire Quirrell's hysteria and incompetent rage.

While waiting quietly, Harry finally reached the "BOSS room" out of breath.

"As expected, it's you, Professor Quirrell!" Harry shouted angrily at Quirrell without even taking a breath.

"Harry Potter!"

'Quirrell' still turned his back to Harry and said word by word in his hoarse voice:

"'The Boy Who Lived'? I'm curious, why do you keep staring at the poor stuttering Quirrell, but choose to ignore the sullen Snape who has repeatedly targeted you?"

Amon tilted his head slightly, and he could hear the suspicion in Voldemort's words. It seemed that Voldemort could not figure out what made Harry stare at him, and he suspected that there was someone else behind it, especially him.

But it doesn't matter anymore, Voldemort's ghost will definitely stay here today, so no matter how much he knows, he can only be an understanding person.

"You released the troll, right?!"

It's just that Harry didn't want to answer Quirrell's question at all. When he saw the culprit's anger, his head heated up, and he pointed his wand at Quirrell angrily and said:

"And Quidditch, it was you who cast the spell to make my broom malfunction!"

This accusatory tone made 'Qi Luo' very impatient, and the atmosphere around him became colder and colder. He slowly took off the garlic-smelling purple turban on his head, revealing his true face.

Harry's body froze, and he stared at the scene in front of him with wide eyes and horror.

I saw a ferocious and terrifying face on the back of Quirrell's head. The face was as white as chalk, with red eyes emitting beams of light, and underneath were two nostrils like snakes.

"Harry Potter! We finally... no, we meet again!" Voldemort said with a hoarse and low smile.

"That night ten years ago, I can still recall how sweet your parents' screams were!"

"Your father was so brave, but it's a pity that he was killed easily by me!"

"I didn't want to kill your mother originally, but she tried her best to protect you, so I had no choice but to kill her again!"

Voldemort's words made Harry seem to be trapped in a kaleidoscope of memories. Scenes flashed before his eyes, including his father's screams, his mother's cries of pain, the unbridled evil laughter and the dazzling green light!

"It's...it's you! It's you who killed my parents! You're Voldemort!" Harry's eyes were split and he shouted with hatred.

At the same time, he wanted to chant a spell to attack Voldemort, but Voldemort knocked him to the ground with a wave of his wand.

Then Harry levitated uncontrollably and flew to the Mirror of Erised.

When he struggled to get up, he accidentally looked into the magic mirror and saw himself with a pale face.

Then he saw a smile on his face in the mirror, took out a bright red stone from his pocket, and put it back again.

At the same time, Harry felt something heavy in his pocket.

This was what Amon was waiting for. He quickly waved his wand and chanted another unfamiliar spell:

"Loopholes!"

Harry, who was still surprised that he had just obtained the Philosopher's Stone, suddenly felt his pocket deflate again, as if it was just an illusion;

He couldn't understand why, but he subconsciously cheered because Voldemort would not be able to get the Sorcerer's Stone!

Voldemort was really going crazy at this moment. He had clearly felt the presence of the Sorcerer's Stone on Harry just now, but it disappeared in the blink of an eye!

He felt that he was being fooled in every possible way. He angrily grabbed Harry's head from the ground and screamed at Harry with Quirrell's face:

"Where's the Philosopher's Stone! Where's my Philosopher's Stone! Do you want to try to see if you can still survive..."

But before he finished speaking, Voldemort suddenly felt a burning sting. His left hand that touched Harry seemed to be burned by invisible fire and was quickly turning into ashes.

He suddenly realized something and wanted to retreat, but Harry suddenly rushed forward and rubbed against him.

Voldemort's whole body was turning into ashes at a speed visible to the naked eye. He wanted to use a spell to shake Harry away, but found that Harry's hand had already been tightly grasped on his right arm. As a result, his right arm had already been Most of it disappeared.

Harry's other hand was firmly on Quirrell's face, and in just a few seconds, the arrogant Dark Lord was reduced to ashes.

Harry gasped for breath for the rest of his life, and tears fell uncontrollably.

The 11-year-old boy was bursting into tears at this moment.

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