The transfer student at Hogwarts just wants to fall in love [continued]

When Mo appeared, except for a limited number of people, most people were dumbfounded.

"He, he is in cahoots with Voldemort!"

A familiar scream rang out among the crowd.

Mo Bai glanced sideways and saw a disgusting pink color mixed in the crowd pointing at him.

"Shut up, Umbridge! Mo Bai is not the enemy!"

Scrimgeour snapped.

Mo Bai raised his eyebrows and said nothing.

It’s good that you didn’t run away.

Ron looked at the face that looked exactly like Mo Bai.

"Shiro, you never told me you had a twin brother."

"I certainly didn't say that."

Mo Bai looked at Mo whose appearance had changed drastically.

“I didn’t know little Tom was so loving and had a hobby of adopting stray dogs. He even dressed them up in cute little clothes.”

He lifted his chin.

"So who is that, can you usually come to the table to eat?"

The inky black mist shrank and expanded rapidly, like a person gasping for breath.

He really couldn't eat at the table.

Because he couldn't eat at all.

How does a soul attached to a substitute eat?

The person who stole his body had the audacity to taunt him with this?

The black fog suddenly expanded.

Mo Bai's lips curled up.

"Don't worry, little pet. I'm not your opponent today."

He took two steps back, and Harry and Hermione walked out from beside him, staring at Voldemort and Mo.

Voldemort's attention was instantly drawn, "Harry... Potter."

Mo's eyes were still on Mo Bai, and he sneered at the sight.

"Why, you only dare to hide behind women?"

Mo Bai shrugged indifferently.

"Yeah, why wouldn't I hide when I have such a strong girlfriend?"

"brazen!"

The next second, he was suddenly stunned.

In my mind, Mo Bai's figure slowly walked out.

"Besides, whose mental strength do you think you relied on to maintain your physical form for such a long time?"

He just waved his hand, and Mo was horrified to find that the scenery around him had changed drastically.

The two stood in a stone room with no windows. There were only a simple bed, table and chairs in the room. The torches on the wall were the only light source in the room.

Even the door looked like iron bars, and the whole room looked like a prison cell.

Mo suddenly began to tremble. He didn't remember where he was, but the fear that surged from his soul made him step back unconsciously.

"What is this place?"

The torch shone on two identical faces, one terrified and the other calm.

"This is your soul space." Mo Bai looked around with some nostalgia.

He lived in this room for five years.

And this is also the last memory of the person in front of me.

“It’s really narrow-minded.”

"What soul space? What the hell are you doing?!"

Mo Bai shook his head, "You really don't understand anything."

"I didn't expect you to suddenly wake up and take control of my Stand. But if you wanted to run away, I wouldn't have thought you would dare to appear in front of me during the Triumph."

A figure suddenly appeared beside him.

Bai Long, who had not been seen for a long time, still looked like a child, staring at Mo with his red eyes, as if he was going to devour him in the next second.

"The body you use is formed by my spiritual power. The power you use is the power I have trained for seven years."

"And getting these back is as easy as drinking tea."

"And you are just a puppet."

Mo Bai snapped his fingers lightly, and the surroundings turned upside down.

The cramped room disappeared and Mo looked around in horror.

The endless sea was surging with waves, and above the sea the entire sky was made up of black fog, with red lightning appearing from time to time.

The two stood on the sea, facing each other.

You can vaguely see a white giant beast swimming slowly under the sea.

"Welcome to my soul space."

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"

Mo waved his arms frantically, trying to summon Mo Moran to attack Mo Bai.

But nothing happened.

Mo Bai just looked at him and did nothing, as if waiting for something.

"Harry Potter is mine, the others are yours."

Voldemort's eyes seemed to be glued to Harry. After he said this and heard no response, he looked back in confusion.

"What are you doing standing still?"

Mo looked up at him without saying anything. He just raised his cane and slowly floated up. The black mist instantly spread and enveloped everyone's heads.

"Everyone! Put up the magic shield!"

"Darkness! Combined defense!"

Scrimgeour and Hermione's voices rang out at the same time, and the two looked at each other.

Everyone, including Mo Bai, held up magic shields above their heads. The next second, black fog mixed with red lightning came down like rain, making the magic shields buzz.

Seeing that Mo had suppressed the entire audience alone, Voldemort cracked his mouth and stared at Harry like a venomous snake.

"Harry Potter, we are alone now."

Harry took out his wand and looked at Voldemort without fear.

"Just to my liking."

"Stupid Gryffindor, you can never tell the difference between bravery and recklessness."

Voldemort raised his wand gracefully, looking at it as if he were looking at his lover.

Then, without warning.

"Avada eats the big melon!"

The green light appeared on Harry's retina earlier than the sound, and his first instinct was to dodge and fight back.

Just like normal training.

The body also reacted quickly and started to move.

However, the wand that had been with him for five years seemed to have its own thoughts, and automatically led his arm towards the spell like a magnet.

He instinctively used the spell he was most proficient in, and the one Hermione had taught him the most.

"Except your weapons!"

The green light and the blue light collided, and a violent magical light burst out.

Voldemort smiled. How could a mere Disarming Spell possibly resist the Killing Curse, one of the three Unforgivable Curses?

However, things did not turn out as Voldemort had expected.

The green and blue disappeared, and a golden beam of magic connected the two wands together with such force that Harry's hair and Voldemort's robes blew back.

The hands of the two men holding the wands were shaking violently, but for a moment neither of them could do anything to the other.

Voldemort opened his eyes wide in shock, and bloodshot could be seen in the corners of his eyes.

He didn't understand how all this happened, all he could do was to infuse his tremendous magic power into the wand.

So does Harry.

Everyone saw everything. People in the Ministry of Magic looked at Harry in surprise, and the Death Eaters were all in disbelief.

In the crowd, Dumbledore saw all this and lowered his eyes in understanding.

The core of Harry and Voldemort's wands is made of a phoenix tail feather. As brother wands, they will not harm each other.

If Voldemort wants to kill Harry, he must use a more powerful wand.

He touched his old friend in his sleeve.

In terms of the amount of magical power, Harry is indeed no match for Voldemort.

A ball of light bulged in the middle of the light. It was bulging magic power, and the ball of light was slowly moving towards Harry.

Harry acted decisively, raised his wand hard to cut off the light, and the burst of magic made the two men stagger back.

He was well prepared and reacted quickly, firing another disarming spell.

Voldemort fought back, and the same scene happened again.

Voldemort was furious and fired killing curses at Harry one after another as if he was in a fight.

However, every time it would turn into a scene of two magic wands connected together.

"What a waste."

Scarlet lightning suddenly struck down, and the target was two people.

Harry and Voldemort were caught off guard and were instantly blown to the ground.

"Harry!"

Qiu Zhang screamed, but Ron said nothing. He rushed out of the area protected by the magic barrier at the first possible moment and dragged Harry back at all costs.

"He's fine," Ron said, sweat pouring down his forehead, "He just fainted."

Voldemort was still able to remain conscious, and he looked at the culprit viciously.

"what are you doing?"

Mo Mian lowered his head expressionlessly, "You and your Death Eaters are a bunch of trash."

He swung his right wand backwards, and his target was the group of injured Death Eaters.

Black flames rose from the ground, and a group of Death Eaters turned into ashes before they could even scream.

Voldemort's defense was broken, and he stood up and roared.

"How dare you speak to me like that? I am the great Dark Lord."

"The Dark Lord?"

A scornful smile appeared on Mo's lips.

"A Dark Lord who can't even kill a fifth grader? Compared to my teacher, you are just an ant in the underground."

"Have you ever heard of the great Grindelwald?"