Travel from Hogwarts

The stone thorn directly pierced Drink's body for the first time.

"Ahhhh!" For a moment, severe pain surged into my heart. Only those who have experienced this kind of heart-rending pain can understand it.

"Drink!" Harry watched helplessly as his best friend was impaled by a stone but could do nothing. A deep feeling of powerlessness came to his heart. The next second, Harry's eyes were red and he was determined to customize Voldemort. At this moment, Much of his fear was transformed into anger.

"You are angry, Potter. This is extremely unwise. You must learn to control your emotions so that you can become a strong person. I am overthinking it. It seems that you cannot become a strong person because you will die here today." !" Voldemort looked at Harry's movements and wanted to laugh. In his eyes, Harry's movements were as ridiculous as a child wielding a wooden sword.

Voldemort waved his hand, and the stone thorns on the roof turned into a restraint, nailing Drinker to the wall. At this time, Drinker also lost consciousness in pain, and the wand in his hand fell from his fingertips. It fell to the ground with a clanking sound.

Seeing all this, Harry couldn't bear it anymore and stood up and rushed forward. At this time, he no longer had the wand in his hand. The wand had been disarmed by Quirrell before, but at this time, he still stood up. He waved his fist and hit Voldemort.

"Touch!" In the next second, Voldemort easily knocked Harry to the ground. His movement was like beating a stray dog ​​on the street.

"You know, Harry, you are very much like your parents at this moment. Before they died, they were still pleading for help. How touching," Voldemort said coldly, while using his unique ghost-like expression. The sound tempted Harry.

"You know, they've been begging me to let you go, please, please," Voldemort said in an extremely perverted tone and voice, imitating Harry's mother's tone.

"Especially your dirty, despicable, Muggle mother, do you know what I was thinking when she knelt in front of me? I was thinking how to torture her to death, hahaha, how stupid Man!" Voldemort continued to beat Harry down with words, as if this would make him feel better.

But Voldemort didn't seem to notice that Harry's face was constantly changing when he was facing the ground. When people are extremely angry, they often burst out with extremely strong power, and Voldemort obviously didn't know this.

"No, insult me, mother!" In an instant, Voldemort paid the price for his arrogance. Harry got angry, rushed directly to Voldemort, and punched Voldemort directly in the face.

At this moment, Harry's small body burst out with huge power. He actually punched Voldemort directly to the ground. Even the wand that Quirrell had disarmed before was knocked out of Harry's hand.

"Ah! Ah!" How could it happen? Harry didn't expect what happened next, and even Voldemort himself didn't expect it. He saw that the part hit by Harry began to rot and disintegrate, and the disintegration was very fast. quick.

Voldemort made a very serious mistake, and he had already made this mistake once before. Last time, he lost his magic power, and this time, his body collapsed.

Love is a very fantasy and mysterious power, and it is also a very great power, especially maternal love. 12 years ago, Harry's mother Lily used all her magic power to cast an extremely ancient spell on Harry. A piece of protection, her love turned into the strongest defense to protect her children.

Voldemort will never understand this.

When Harry got up again, Voldemort had covered his face in pain and let out an extremely terrifying scream. The sound was like an evil ghost in the abyss, sinister and sinister.

"Expelliarmus!" Muhari was a little shocked when he saw this, but soon he reacted. He quickly ran towards the fallen wand, then immediately picked it up and pointed it towards Drinker's A disarming spell was cast at the location.

This was what he had just learned. Harry didn't know how to disarm the spell before, but Drinker's red light shocked him. He never knew that the spell could be used in this way, so Expelliarmus!This spell is now buried deep in his heart.

Harry's disarming spell was naturally incomparable to Drinker's in power, but it also emitted a normal red light. The red light and electricity hit directly on the stone surrounding Drinker, and the next moment the stone was cracked open. , Drinker slowly fell.

"Wingardim Leviosa!" Immediately afterwards, Harry cast another floating spell, causing Drinker's body to slowly fall!

"Drink, Drink, wake up!" After all this last night, Harry quickly ran to Drink and woke him up.

Drowsily, Drink slowly woke up.

"Great, Drinker, we're awake, let's go, let's get out of here!" The first thing Drinker saw after waking up was Harry's face full of excitement.

"It hurts so much, Harry, have you killed Voldemort?" The pain and memory gradually returned, and Drinker slowly opened his mouth and asked.

"No, I don't know where he is. I don't know what the situation is." Harry returned.

"Hel me up, Harry!" Drinker said slowly. He wanted to see if Voldemort was dead.

The next moment, Harry tried hard to help Drinker up. They were about the same height, so it was not easy for Harry to hold him up.

After standing up, Drinker also saw Voldemort's state. He saw Voldemort covering his face and wailing in pain. This scene surprised Drinker because he remembered that in the original book, it was Quirrell who was wailing. , but now, Quirrell has disappeared, it seems that even his soul has disappeared.

But Drinker didn't waste time. He slowly put his right hand into his pocket. This process was extremely painful because his left arm was bleeding continuously. Holding back the pain, Drinker took out his other hand. The first wand is the unicorn wand.

After drawing out the unicorn wand, Drinker did not hesitate and directly used a spell on Voldemort that he had never used but always knew.

"Avada Kedavra!" The next second, a bunch of green light flew out from the end of the sacred unicorn wand, directly hitting Quirrell who was howling on the ground.

After being hit by the Death Curse, Voldemort's body disintegrated faster, and within ten seconds, it completely disintegrated on the spot.

"? This!" Harry was stunned. Before, Voldemort's body collapsed bit by bit, but after Drinker cast the spell, Voldemort's body completely collapsed in an instant.

"What a powerful spell!" Harry's eyes widened, remembering Avada Kedavra in his heart!

Using a life-killing curse is not a simple thing. The moment the green light flew out, Drink felt as if something had been slapped in his soul. The feeling was wonderful, but not good.

That feeling made him sad, lost, disappointed, painful, desolate, and even tinged with a trace of regret.

How can I describe this feeling? It's as if a part of my soul has been taken away by someone.