Hogwarts: Don’t panic, Old Deng, I won’t be the Dark Lord

"Take your life!!!" Harry looked at this scene and came up with a plan, shouted the slogan loudly, and rushed towards the main entrance.

"Looking for death! Kill him!" As a hoarse and shrill voice sounded, the scar on Harry's forehead hurt like a heartache, and the severe pain made him stagger instantly.

"Idiot!" Quirrell said with a smile, and then the tip of Quirrell's wand began to glow with emerald green light.

"There is no trace of the divine blade!" Sisley shouted angrily upon seeing this, and the next moment the wand in Quirrell's hand inevitably broke into two sections.

"Oh my God, Master, please don't. I will take care of it." Quirrell looked at the broken wand and quickly fell to his knees, covering his turban and murmuring.

"The wand was broken by such a little wizard... You let me down so much." As a sad voice sounded, Quirrell's eyes instantly became glazed over.

"The Divine Edge is Shadowless!" Sisley saw the opportunity and said immediately.

Phew! ! !

Quirrell's neck had a big gaping hole, and smelly blood kept pouring out.

And Voldemort controlled Quirrell's body, turning his neck half a circle like an owl, revealing his snake-like face. As if he didn't feel any pain, he just lightly touched his hideous wound with his finger, and the wound healed in the blink of an eye. As before, not even a trace of blood was left.

"This is Voldemort." Sisley curled his lips vaguely.

"This is a spell created by my loyal servant, Severus. Do you expect to use it to stop me?" Voldemort said elegantly.

Sisley looked embarrassed, only then did he realize that Snape actually had such a relationship with Voldemort.

The teacher didn't tell me either. "Sisley murmured.

Voldemort, who was not far away, seemed a little tired. He stretched out his palm casually, and instantly a huge force imprisoned Sisley. He slowly floated into the air, and the wand in his hand was also dragged away by this huge force.

"Oh..." Sisley said a little sluggishly as he watched your wand slowly fly into Voldemort's hand. He seemed to see the world of the dead waving to him.

Voldemort held Sisley's wand and looked it over, and the next moment he pointed it at Sisley and said: "Crush the heart!"

Unexpectedly, the wand did not release the miserable green thunder, but a blue shock wave erupted from it, violently knocking Voldemort away.

Sisley lost his restraint for a moment, fell from the air and quickly got up. He waved his wand and was captured by Sisley. He pointed at Voldemort who was lying on the floor and hadn't gotten up yet and said: "God Feng Wuying!"

Then he held the wand and raised it back violently, and pieces of blood flew out from Voldemort's wound. Sisley's wand slipped slightly, and the blood floating in the sky instantly burned with dazzling blue flames. It was burned away in an instant.

"Harry, stop being stunned! Flatten him!" Sisley shouted towards Harry who was looking confused in the corner.

"Huh? Oh oh oh!" Harry also rushed over with his wand, throwing all kinds of prank spells at Voldemort for free.

Seeing this scene, Sisley's depression eased a bit. After all, people like Harry are the correct way to open up for first-year wizards, while he himself is an involution maniac.

Voldemort, who was lying on the ground, healed his injuries in a vague way and then got up with difficulty. However, the mischievous spells released by Harry could not hurt him at all, and even before he got close, he was smitten by the powerful magic emanating from Voldemort. The fluctuations are eliminated invisible.

"Seeking death!" Voldemort shouted with a ferocious face. The next moment, a powerful wave of magic power hit Sisley. Seeing this, Sisley could only subconsciously spread the magic power to his whole body, but he was still slapped hard. A crater was created in the wall, and it slid down weakly.

Voldemort's state at this time was definitely not elegant. He just pretended to touch his face and said to Harry: "Harry Potter!"

Harry held his wand and glared nervously at Voldemort.

"Don't worry, I won't hurt you. On the contrary, I will give you a chance to be my loyal friend, as long as you..." Voldemort was interrupted by Harry in a low voice before he finished speaking: "You are dreaming !”

Voldemort was not angry when he saw this, but forcefully pulled Harry's clothes, brought him to Eris, and whispered: "Dumbledore hid the Sorcerer's Stone in this ridiculous mirror. I think you You can see something."

Harry endured the discomfort and just looked at himself in the mirror, standing there alone. Slowly, Dumbledore appeared in the mirror, put a magic stone into Harry's pocket and turned away. .

Harry noticed that one of his pockets was suddenly a little heavy. He understood in his heart, but he still didn't quite understand why Dumbledore put the Sorcerer's Stone in his pocket. This was not a trick.

"Stop being stubborn and tell me the whereabouts of the Philosopher's Stone. You can't let your mother's life go to waste!" Voldemort said angrily, grabbing Harry's collar and roaring angrily.

"You don't deserve to mention them!" Harry suddenly became furious and knocked Voldemort's hand off with a wave of his hand.

"Ugh!" In an instant, black smoke erupted from Voldemort's arm that Harry had just hit, and the entire skin was carbonized.

Seeing this, Harry didn't hesitate at all. He tripped Voldemort with one foot, pressed his knee hard on his chest, and then pressed Voldemort's face frantically with both hands.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!" screamed howl, causing Sisley who was hanging up in the corner to wake up faintly.

"Hey, Harry did a good job." Sisley said, waving his hand, and the wand flew back to his hand from the ground. The next moment, a bright and hot magic beam rushed towards Voldemort's legs.

With a roar, every bit of Voldemort's legs were evaporated by the magic beam. If this body could survive, he would be in a wheelchair in his next life.

Not necessarily, Sisley's curse is not a black magic spell, maybe it can be cured.

Sisley waved his wand casually, and in an instant, tiny magical chains penetrated through the wounds on Voldemort's lower body.

"Well done Harry." Sisley stood up and walked towards Voldemort, with a weird smile on his face as if he was seeing a feast.

"Child." Just when Sisley was about to give Voldemort a hard blow, a big hand touched Sisley's shoulder.

"Teacher? Are you back?" Sisley looked back at Dumbledore and said.

Dumbledore smiled and nodded, then said to Harry: "He is dead."

Harry turned around subconsciously when he heard Dumbledore's voice behind him, and shouted anxiously: "Professor Dumbledore! This is Voldemort!!!"

"Yes, yes, but he is dead...temporarily." Dumbledore said with a smile.

"Huh?" Harry said confused.