Sign In To Hogwarts, I Lead The Magical Revolution

"Ah, look who this is? Dear Harry Potter."

This house is extraordinarily huge, so huge that there are dozens of Death Eaters standing around, and it doesn't seem crowded.

Harry and the others never knew that there was such a huge classroom in Hogwarts, which seemed to be much larger than the auditorium on the first floor.

If it was the previous one, they would certainly continue to praise the magic of magic.

But at this time, the trio's eyes were fixed on Quirrell in the center of the room.

Quirrell didn't bring his stinky scarf at this time, he was facing the Mirror of Erised in the middle of the house, so that Harry and Voldemort met face to face the moment the door opened.

The first moment I saw Voldemort. Harry suddenly felt a splitting headache.

The scar on his head, at this time, was as hot as a fire, and the severe pain involved all of Harry's experiences, so that he had to hold his head in his hands and squatted there to resist this boundless pain.

"Harry, what's the matter with you? Harry?"

Seeing the sudden pain of their partner, Hermione and Ronald didn't care about the situation on the field, and hurriedly supported Harry.

"Looks like our dear Harry Potter still doesn't fit in with the scene, the famous Savior? It's ridiculous."

Seeing Harry's pained expression at this moment. Voldemort also came over.

As soon as he grabbed Harry by the collar, and when Hermione and the others wanted to pounce, they were instantly controlled by the other Death Eaters.

It would be very strange if Amber stood here. In the original book, Voldemort obviously couldn't touch Harry, and if he touched it, his whole body would burn.

But at this time, Voldemort or Quirrell's right hand was stubbornly strangling Harry's neck, and there was no trace of damage at all.

"I was careless then, didn't I? Lily Potter of Damn it, he used a vile magic."

"Don't...you...say that...my mother!35

Being directly touched by Voldemort, Harry's headache was even worse, he even felt that his brain had turned into a pot of boiling water at this time.

But when Voldemort insulted his mother, Harry still tried his best to open his eyes, looked at the ugly face in front of him, and said through gritted teeth.

"Looks like our famous Harry Potter isn't convinced yet?"

Harry's hideous face fell into Voldemort's eyes, so sarcastic, which made Voldemort furious.

With a wave of his right hand, Harry's body drew an arc in mid-air and was thrown to the floor far away, just in front of the Mirror of Erised.

"Come on, Harry Potter, that's all you need."

Voldemort's anger was palpable, but he knew better what to do now.

Although he was furious when he saw Harry, Voldemort knew very well that at this moment, Harry was the only one who could get the key to the Philosopher's Stone.

"Come on, Potter, look at this mirror. Tell me, what did you see?"

Voldemort roughly pulled Harry up, forcing him to stare at the mirror in front of him.

I don't know what magic he used, even though Harry wanted to close his eyes at this moment, his eyelids were strongly opened by a strange energy, which forced him to see his body clearly in the mirror.

In the mirror, his own image winked at him, then took out a bright stone from his pocket and put it back in his pocket again.

At the same time, Harry felt that something heavy fell into his pocket.

Before he could realize what it was, Voldemort was the first to feel the change in the clothes in his hand, and quickly put his hand into Harry's pocket and took out the stone.

"Ah, how beautiful, the Philosopher's Stone."

Holding the dazzling gem in his hand high, Voldemort's eyes blurred.

Finally got it!

Only Voldemort knew how much he had paid for this stone.

The Cadmus of Damn it, if it weren't for him, he would have already succeeded.

Looking at the shining Sorcerer's Stone in his hand, Voldemort couldn't help recalling all the twists and turns he had had over the past year.

Then inevitably (cjca) a certain Slytherin comes to mind.

Now Castro may have succeeded. As long as the kid is locked in Azkaban, Voldemort believes that Bella and the others will teach that kid a good lesson for themselves.

Wait until you complete this immortality magic by yourself. By then, the Dark Lord has returned.

I'm not afraid that kid won't hand over Merlin's holy relic.

But the main thing right now is Harry Potter in front of him.

This is about his own reputation. Since the Dark Lord is going to come back again and become more perfect and stronger, then naturally, he cannot have a criminal record that died in the hands of a baby.

"Harry Potter, let me take a closer look at you.

As soon as Voldemort finished speaking, two Death Eaters walked out from the side and grabbed Harry, who was slumped on the ground.

At this moment, Harry didn't know where his glasses were thrown, and the lightning scar on the top of his head was fiery.

"Harry Potter, how can someone like you be compared to the great Dark Lord?"

Manipulating Quirrell's body, Voldemort held the Philosopher's Stone, fascinated, and taunted Harry mercilessly.

"My servants, you can start to arrange, and put our dear Harry Potter in the position of the first sacrifice."

"Dedicating his life to the great Dark Lord is the last valuable thing he can do in his life."

After Voldemort's order was issued, the Death Eaters who had already made preparations immediately became busy with their own division of labor.

Countless rare materials were turned into liquids, and intricate and mysterious patterns were drawn on the floor. After a while, a huge magic circle gradually formed.

Around these patterns, some materials that look evil are placed around in various ways.

As these materials melted, they merged with the entire huge magic circle, lingering with obscure and powerful magic.

With the joint efforts of thousands of people, the magic circle was completed very quickly, and just after a while, the entire room was covered with the brilliance of the magic circle.

The trio were shoved and shoved by a group of Death Eaters and tied up in several special places.

"At this moment, I will live forever!"

Seeing that everything was ready, and the first sacrifices were also placed in place, Voldemort walked to the center of the magic circle, raised the magic stone high, and was about to put it into the center hub.

"It's a pity that you didn't have this life."

Suddenly, a cold voice came, and just as the Philosopher's Stone was about to be thrown into the hub, a deafening loud bang knocked the Philosopher's Stone out of the way.

At the gate, Amber's figure stood there.

In his hand, he was holding a pistol that was emitting green smoke.