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"Damn it! Ahem, how dare you, cough..."

The smoke cleared, and Hermione noticed that Quirrell, although his clothes were tattered, had only injured one arm.

I have to say that as an excellent Ravenclaw graduate, Quirrell still has two brushes.

At the moment of sensing the danger, it turned into black fog, blurred the body and tried to avoid ~ the explosion.

Unfortunately, Chicomo's magic grenades are attached to magic damage.

Quirrell still wasn't hiding fast enough.

"It's you! Hermione Granger. "

Quirrell never expected that anyone other than Harry would be able to enter here.

Obviously, in the previous level, the potion that can enter here is only enough for two people.

He drank half of it, and the rest of Harry drank.

Hey, did he kiss Harry indirectly?

It is precisely because of this understanding that he will have questions and answers to Harry.

After all, the joy of impending success needs to be shared by someone, even if this person is the enemy he is about to kill.

"Quirrell, I know everything about you. Dumbledore is also on his way, so grab it! "

Hermione looked fearlessly directly into Quirrell's resentful eyes.

"Ha, let me tie my hands? If it were just me, I might not be able to escape today, but I've never been alone.

Great master, your servant is incompetent, and I beg you for help. "

Quirrell removes the cloth hat on his head and awakens Voldemort completely.

"Waste, you can't do a little thing."

A dark voice sounded from behind Quirrell's head.

I don't know if it was her delusion, Hermione heard a hint of weakness from it.

"Hermione Granger, I haven't heard of you when I was attached to Quirrell. One of Gryffindor's two bright new stars, why didn't you see the other?

And you, Harry Potter. We met again. "

As he spoke, Quirrell turned away, revealing the back of his head.

"You are Voldemort!"

Hermione was a little surprised, she thought that the biggest SS had been by her side all the time.

"Yes, it's me. I didn't expect that there are still people who dare to call me by my first name, and are they interested in doing things under me.

Whether it's fame, power, power, or even immortality, I can give it to you. "

"Forget it, you're so ugly, I don't want to have an ugly boss like you."

Hermione shook her head in disgust, wasn't he fragrant to handsome cousin? Why fool around with you ugly.

Harry didn't know why Voldemort suddenly wanted to recruit Hermione, but that didn't stop him from laughing at the reason why Hermione refused.

"What's so funny! You better think about your situation first. When I kill this little witch, it'll be your turn to die!" "

Voldemort said in annoyance.

At this time, Harry was pressed under the mirror of Eris, and could only watch Voldemort move.

Voldemort manipulated Quirrell's body and raised his hand to wave his wand.

"Fall apart!"

A splitting spell came towards Hermione.

Hermione quickly dodged sideways.

Unfortunately, Voldemort's spell was too fast, and she couldn't dodge it in time.

The spell hit her body, there was a protective bracelet, and Hermione was not hurt in any way.

But the impact of the spell still knocked her out.

"Oh? Interesting alchemy products. It's a pity, the next spell I see how you hide. "

"Avadaso!"

Green pillars of light cut through the space, making a piercing noise, as if the invisible Grim Reaper was howling.

"Nope!"

Harry, who was on the side, shouted sadly and indignantly.

He couldn't believe that his good friend had died in front of him.

Hermione emerged from behind a pillar, raised her hand and fired a "pyroxene gravel" to attack Voldemort, and then said.

"Okay, don't bark, I'm not dead yet."

As early as the moment she was shot off, she realized her lack of speed.

So she decisively crushed the "light feather beads" that Chicomo gave her. (Read violent novels, just go to Feilu Fiction Network!) ）

Take advantage of Voldemort's use of "Avadaso Life", hide to the side when the green light is in full bloom, waiting for the opportunity.

Do you really think that "Avadaso Life" can clean up all the corpses?

With Voldemort's combat experience, he naturally easily dodged Hermione's magic.

He spoke with interest.

"Magic that has never been seen before, or silent casting. You really have a lot of talent. "

As everyone knows, these are the leftovers of Chicomo playing.

The reason why silent spells can be cast is because the rune circuit that builds the "pyroxene gravel" is more stable and does not need to be supplemented by spells.

Most of the magic in the Junction is a silent spell.

"Really unwilling to surrender to me?"

"Hugh!"

After not talking, the two began to fight again.

Hermione has the speed of the Light Feather Bead and easily dodges most of Voldemort's magic.

Even if she can't dodge, she has a protective bracelet to help her bounce off attacks.

And Voldemort has been through a lot of battles, and he can handle Hermione's attack with ease.

Coupled with the fact that Hermione didn't have much attack magic, Chicomo taught her a few basic pyroxene magic.

It's not that Chicomo hides it, but at Hermione's current level, he can only learn these few.

After a fight back and forth, for a while neither of the two could help the other.

Voldemort was also annoying, and the small and fast spell could not break Hermione's defenses.

The powerful spell required time to cast, which gave Hermione a chance to dodge.

He had wanted to drain Hermione's magic.

Unexpectedly, every time Voldemort estimated that Hermione's magic power was about to bottom, he saw her take out a bottle of potion from her arms and pour it down.

Then the recovery state is hit again.

As time passed, on the contrary, his remnant soul, which had not fully recovered, began to gradually fall into the downwind.

"Enough! I don't want to play anymore! "

Voldemort retreated and came to the mirror of Eris.

He grabbed Harry and threatened, "Little witch, I'll give you a choice." Drop your wand and surrender, or I'll kill him now. "

With that, he grabbed Harry's neck and slowly lifted him up.

He didn't know that he was seeking his own death.

The guardian magic left by Harry's mother on Harry has not yet expired.

In addition, in the previous explosion, Harry was also a little injured.

His hands were stained with his own blood.

Harry, who had difficulty breathing, subconsciously reached out to break Voldemort's (Quirrell) hand.

The blood touched Voldemort, and the part Harry grasped as if an invisible flame began to burn him.

"Ah! Damn, what kind of magic is this? "

Hearing Voldemort's screams, Hermione behind took the opportunity to rush forward.

With a flick of his wand, he turned into a "pyroxene swift sword" and inserted it into his heart from Voldemort's back.

Startled Harry in front of Voldemort.

This sword almost skewered him into a sugar gourd.

The screams of Quirrell and Voldemort echoed in unison.

Harry and Hermione looked at Quirrell's body like a burnt stone.

Finally, the stone shattered into a pile of dust, leaving Quirrell's clothes intact.

PS: Today's sixth change, the seventh is more likely to be past twelve.