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Just when the two thought that the matter was over, the remnant soul of Voldemort rose from the dust.

He howled and crashed into Harry, trying to parasitize on him.

Unfortunately, there is already a remnant soul of Voldemort in this body.

There is no place for him anymore.

Voldemort passed directly through Harry's body.

It gave Harry a wave of chilling feelings.

Seeing that Harry couldn't succeed, he turned to Hermione again.

As a result, his soul was burned by the white light emitted by Hermione's protective bracelet.

When Chicomo made this bracelet, he added the hair near the unicorn's unicorn.

The unicorn's unicorn is the most sacred part of their body.

The hair that grows on the side of the unicorn naturally has the effect of purifying evil.

Now Voldemort's remnant soul carries a lot of negative energy on him.

Choosing to be close to Hermione at this time was tantamount to looking for death.

"Ah! You remember to me that I will definitely come back again! "

Voldemort's remnant soul wailed and fled the basement.

At this time, Hermione, who had relaxed herself, could not care about the dirt of the floor.

Sitting directly on the ground and panting.

Harry also had an aftermath look.

"Ha, Hermione! We did it, we defeated Voldemort. "

"yes, it's incredible to think about. Two of us first-year freshmen, defeated the Dark Lord of the wizarding world. "

"It's thanks to you that you were able to fight Voldemort for so long."

"No, the most important thing is your guardian magic."

"Guardian magic? Hermione, do you know what the hell just happened? "

"Yes, I think that's your mother's guardian magic. Remember what my cousin said on the train?

Your mother's guardian magic will protect you from enemies and even bounce off your damage to enemies. "

"Mother..."

Harry turned his head to look at the Mirror of Eris.

Lily was reflected in the shattered mirror, and she was looking at Harry lovingly.

"Harry, Hermione, are you okay?"

At this moment, Ron's voice sounded from behind him.

"I brought Dumbledore with me."

The two looked back, Dumbledore was standing next to Ron, and asked with concern.

"Kids, are you okay?"

"Professor Dumbledore, we're fine."

"Well, it looks like there's a big war going on here, can you tell me what's going on?"

Hermione gestured for Harry to say that she wanted to rest quietly for now.

Harry told everything he had seen and heard today, as well as the cause and effect.

"So, it's not Snape who wants to steal the Philosopher's Stone, it's Quirrell?"

Before Harry could finish, Ron interrupted Harry's statement.

"What do I want to steal?"

Before Harry could answer, Snape's backwater-like voice sounded behind Ron.

Ron's body froze, and he looked back at Snape, unable to say a word for a long time.

Snape heard the explosion.

Today was another day of his patrol, and he was looking for Quirrell.

Ever since Halloween he saw Quirrell sneaking up on the third floor, he had his eyes on Quirrell.

Unexpectedly, he did not squat in Quirrell when he came here, but heard an explosion.

So he hurried down.

He scanned the surroundings and looked at Harry.

"What about Quirrell?"

Harry didn't speak, pointing to the pile of ash at Snape's feet.

Only then did he notice that there was a set of Quirrell's clothes at his feet, and a pile of ash.

"All right, Severus. Let Harry finish first. "

Dumbledore signaled that Snape had questions to ask, and his old man wanted to eat melons now.

Harry went on until Voldemort's remnants had escaped.

"Professor Dumbledore, Voldemort is not dead, he is back."

Harry concluded.

"Yes, but that's something we adults should worry about. And you guys should rest in peace now. "

Dumbledore saw Harry's concern and comforted.

"Ahem, excuse me, what's going on here?"

At this time, a voice sounded.

Apparently this secret room is back to someone. (Read violent novels, just go to Feilu Fiction Network!) ）

The visitor is none other than our long-disappeared protagonist, Chicomo.

After he got the ashes of the imitation teardrop in the Eternal City, he went offline.

With nothing to do, he was planning to pull Hermione for a late-night snack.

It turned out that the location he had left on Hermione showed that she was now in the basement.

So he followed the positioning and rushed over.

I didn't expect so many people here.

"Cousin!"

Seeing Chicomo, Hermione got up from the ground and rushed towards him.

Chicomo opened his hands and hugged the little witch.

Quietly listened to the little witch's chatter, telling him what happened this evening.

He could hear that the little witch's tone contained pride and rejoicing for the rest of her life.

Proud because she defeated Voldemort and wanted to praise Zicomer.

Glad that he was victorious, that he was not killed by Voldemort, and that he could still see his cousin.

"Good, our Hermione is awesome." Chicomo touched Hermione's head and praised.

He didn't expect that these three secretly cleared the first-grade copy behind his back.

Fortunately, he usually armed Hermione in place, otherwise something might have happened.

"Thanks to those props and potions you gave me..."

Hermione knew if it weren't for those things.

She had long since been killed by Voldemort.

"yes, I've heard Harry. Very magical props, can you let you see it if you have the opportunity? "

Mentioning those alchemy items, Dumbledore couldn't help but ask.

He was curious about how this little wizard did it.

Looking at the traces of battle in the room, the aura of many traces of magic made him feel strange.

He was sure it was magic he hadn't seen before.

Voldemort had a few tricks, and his heart was clear.

He wondered if Chicomo had received some inheritance from a great magician.

"Sorry, the master's craftsmanship will not be passed on." Chicomo didn't bother to pay attention to him.

To be precise, he was a little unhappy to see Dumbledore, and he couldn't tell why.

Maybe because he knew this guy was an old piece of glass?

Of course he doesn't discriminate against this, but generally he will stay away.

"Oh? Even if Ms. Granger has to bear the cost of damaging the school's public facilities? "

Dumbledore said jokingly.

"Feel free, we're not short of money. Ron, take Harry, it's time for us to go back to rest. "

Chicomo picked up Hermione and left the place.

Looking at the four who left, Dumbledore muttered.

"Funny little wizard."

This was heard by Snape on the side, and he said sarcastically.

"Shouldn't your attention be on your savior? How interested in following other little wizards. "

"Severus, are you concerned about him?" Although it was an interrogative sentence, Dumbledore's tone was very affirmative.

"Shut up your."

Snape gave a rare burst of foul language.

"I think he is right about you, old bee with a sweet tooth." With 2.0 words, he also left here.

What he hated the most was Dumbledore's virtue.

The god chattered, halfway through the conversation and then changed the subject.

"Old bee? What a proper title. Ah, today's young people don't know to care for the elderly. Leave me alone to fix here. "

Dumbledore's previous reparations for the destruction of public facilities were naturally laughing.

After all, this is Hogwarts, and there is nothing that cannot be solved with a single repair curse.

If there is, then a few more.

He has no ill will towards Tsikomo.

It's just plain curiosity about Qicomo.

Seeing that Zicomo was so good before, he may have been a little worried that he would go crooked.

But now that Snape could take the initiative to care for him, Dumbledore believed that Chicomo would never follow the same path as Voldemort.

However, Voldemort's return made him a little worried.

But it doesn't matter, he's also working on training Harry.