Hogwarts: Forbidden Son of the Black and White Lord

Seeing the huge green light attacking him, Voldemort's not-so-good memories once flooded his mind. Could it be that the great Dark Lord was once again defeated by a child.

No, absolutely not, Voldemort thought viciously, and then, in a hurry, he used the Fuchsia Charm on himself, and was immediately hung from the ceiling with his feet upside down.

The deadly Killer Curse light grazed Professor Quirrell's scalp, shattered the windows of the classroom, flew into the air of the castle, and then exploded violently.

There was a loud bang, like a thunderbolt in the clear sky, and the entire Hogwarts Castle seemed to shake violently.

The explosion created a huge green fireball in the air, sending out a powerful shock wave that shattered the glass in the entire Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom.

"what!"

Seeing the shards of glass attacking them, the little wizards screamed and started running around in panic.

"Don't worry, nothing will happen."

Augustus said confidently, and waved the elder wand in his hand, a light golden translucent barrier appeared in front of the little wizards, helping them to stop the incoming glass shards and other sundries.

Looking at the magic barrier in front of them, the little wizards slowly breathed a sigh of relief, but there are still many people who want to leave the classroom, after all, the battle between the two in front of them is too dangerous.

As a result, most of the Gryffindor students and a small number of Slytherin students left the classroom in a hurry. Some people thought the situation was serious and began to seek help from other professors.

At the same time, the students of other grades in Hogwarts were also startled by the sudden violent explosion outside the window.

"Oh my God, it's terrible, look at that horrible fireball."

"There will be no enemies coming to invade Hogwarts."

The little wizards rioted and started making noise.

"Everyone be quiet, Hogwarts Castle is the safest place in the entire wizarding world, there will be no danger here."

"Now, all of you sit in your seats for me. You are not allowed to run around in the classroom, let alone go out. If I find out, you don't want to get any good grades this year."

Professor McGonagall shouted loudly, while scanning everyone with his serious and cold eyes.

Everyone in the classroom immediately began to sit upright, showing the appearance of a good student. After all, Professor McGonagall is still very intimidating.

Leaving the Transfiguration classroom, Professor McGonagall quickly met Professor Flitwick, the Professor of Charms, Snape, the Professor of Potions, and even Dumbledore who was fishing in the principal's office came in a hurry.

"It's definitely not an ordinary spell, I think you've all noticed, the color of the spell that flew out, someone used Avada Kedavra in the school."

Professor McGonagall said seriously.

"Then do you know who cast the spell?"

Professor Flitwick said.

"I'm not 100% sure, Professor Flitwick, but the visual inspection should come from the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom."

Professor McGonagall replied.

"Then let's go and see what happened."

Professor Flitwick said nervously, after all, someone used the Killing Curse in Hogwarts Castle.

After hearing what Professor McGonagall said, Dumbledore thought about it and asked Professor McGonagall.

"What year and which house is Defense Against the Dark Arts class today?"

"Freshmen, Gryffindor and Slytherin."

Hearing Dumbledore's thoughtless question, Professor McGonagall still answered seriously.

Hearing Professor McGonagall's answer, Dumbledore felt his eyes go dark, and the familiar feeling of heart attack returned.

Professor McGonagall also discovered the problem at this time, and hurriedly called everyone to the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom.

After all, if the little ancestor is allowed to continue playing, it may not be the Death Curse that flies out of the window, but the terrifying Fiendfire Dragon.

Look back to my Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom.

"The golden bell has landed!"

Voldemort cast a spell on himself, the counter-curse of Fuchsia.

"Clear water is like a spring!"

"Frozen thousands of miles!"

Augustus saw the opportunity and cast two spells below Voldemort. In an instant, the ground turned into a frozen slide, which was very smooth and glistened in the sunlight.

"thump!"

Voldemort stepped on the ice as soon as the admiralty clock landed, and was caught off guard and fell to the sky with his feet.

Seeing Voldemort's miserable state, Augustus touched his face inadvertently.Thinking of Voldemort's nostrilless face making intimate contact with the ground.

That ugly face, which was already round and with blurred features, was about to be smashed into a big persimmon.

Augustus smiled, and hearing the voice from the door, decided to give Voldemort the final blow.

"wingardium leviosa!"

Using the Levitation Charm, Auguston turned Voldemort one way in the air, then exerted a forward thrust behind Voldemort, and Voldemort immediately slid down the icy slide towards the door.

"What the hell are you doing, how can you use such terrible magic in school."

Professor McGonagall appeared at the classroom door and yelled loudly.

Before the words fell, Professor McGonagall saw an unknown object attacking him quickly. Snape next to him was very straightforward, waved his wand, and flew a table in front of Professor McGonagall.

"Boom!"

Voldemort's head hit the table with a dull sound, and then he got up with difficulty, wanting to explain to the professors.

"relashio Lisong vent!"

Seeing that Voldemort had got up, Augustus immediately pointed his wand at Voldemort's ass and cast a small spell.

Professor McGonagall saw that Quirrell had stood up and asked loudly.

"How can you use the Killing Curse at Hogwarts, you are seriously violating Hogwarts regulations."

On the way here, Professor McGonagall has seen many first-year students who ran out of the classroom, and got the general truth from their mouths.

She never expected that a professor would use the death curse on a student, so she questioned Professor Quirrell loudly.

And Voldemort was hit by Augustus's curse, and suddenly felt that he could not control the muscles of his ass, as if something was pouring out.

Voldemort clamped his hips desperately, covered his buttocks with his hands, and said loudly to Professor McGonagall and everyone.

"Okay, okay, the actual combat class is over, and the duel is over, let me get out of here quickly."

Professor McGonagall looked at the distorted Professor Quirrell in front of him, still stood in front of him relentlessly, and continued to question him about the death curse.

"I'll explain, please let me out."

Voldemort said with tears in his eyes.

However, Professor McGonagall is still relentless, and he has the momentum that you don't want to leave this classroom without explaining clearly today.

After a few minutes of stalemate, Voldemort felt something come out of his ass.

"It's over!"

Voldemort cursed inwardly, and then a strange liquid and gas came out of Professor Quirrell's body, watching the unspeakable things gushing out.

Voldemort fell directly to the ground, closed his eyes, and did not listen to Professor Quirrell's objection in his mind, and directly returned control of his body to him.

After all, it has nothing to do with me, Voldemort, that you Quirrell lose face.