Hogwarts: Harley from The Witch Way

Voldemort's response was very quick and his experience was extremely rich.

Facing the smoke and unknown dangers, he didn't walk around indiscriminately, but waved his wand casually.

Harry didn't hear Voldemort say any spells, but felt a strong wind blowing out of nowhere in the room, blowing away the smoke.

At the same time, from the tip of Voldemort's wand, there emerged groups of fierce black flames full of destruction and curse.

The flame mercilessly ignited all the threads Harry released, and condensed into a flame python, surrounding Voldemort.

These little tricks are useless to me! Voldemort's voice sounded, but Harry was unmoved.

All Harry wanted now was to consume Voldemort's time and strength.

There must be many restrictions on fighting immediately after forcibly occupying someone else's body, not to mention that in the Forbidden Forest earlier, Voldemort's aura suddenly became stronger, and he was suspected of using a forbidden technique of fighting for his life.

So Harry is very sure that Voldemort cannot fight a protracted war. So far, all his bad performances were probably for the purpose of irritating himself and making himself superior.

So Harley does not advance but retreats, only playing guerrilla.

Seeing that Harry seemed to be preparing to fight a protracted war with him, Voldemort was also a little anxious. He's a little crazy, but not stupid.

It can be said that Voldemort is definitely a high IQ existence if he can get to this point.

Among other things, among the black arts invented by Voldemort, there are many that even Dumbledore can't understand.

Although it is because of the specialization in the art industry, it is enough to reflect Voldemort's wisdom.

So he has always understood the situation on the court, and clearly saw through the intention of the girl wearing the mask.

But what's the use? When he was in the Forbidden Forest earlier, he could still see through the girl's disillusionment spell.

But now, in order to control Quirrell's body, he put a great burden on the broken soul.

And the level of the girl's Disillusionment Charm seems to have been further improved, so Voldemort couldn't find her location for a short time.

Voldemort gritted his teeth and squeezed the vitality of his body again. The Fiendflame Python exploded instantly and spread around, trying to cover every corner of the room.

The flames at the door of the room fluctuated violently, and Harry was forced by this continuous attack to break his invisibility and rush out of the room.

Voldemort looked gloomy and chased after him without hesitation.

He has already seen that he is incapable of obtaining the Philosopher's Stone from the Mirror of Erised.

And this little girl whose identity is unknown may be the key to him obtaining the Philosopher's Stone. So he has to catch her.

You can't escape, little mouse! Voldemort's voice sounded in Harry's ears again,

Don't wait for Dumbledore's support, I dare to hunt unicorns tonight because the old thief is not here!

So you are alone tonight! Take my orders now, and I can spare your life and make you an honorable Death Eater!

You are so good at magic, you must be a member of the noble pure-blood family, and you are qualified to join the ranks of Death Eaters!

However, Harry was unmoved, and kept laying one after another silk threads burning with black flames behind him.

At the same time, seven black flames swirled around Harley, continuously spinning, and blasted towards Voldemort.

Voldemort waved his wand easily, letting Fiendfire burn away the obstacles in front of him. These little tricks did him no harm at all.

But this seriously slowed down Voldemort's progress. Quirrell's body is riddled with holes and extremely fragile, not as flexible as Harley's enhanced assassin sequence.

And Voldemort hadn't had any running training, so he mostly walked against the wind when chasing and killing others. Now the remaining magic power of this body can't withstand his squandering like that!

Voldemort's face became more and more gloomy, as if he had reached his limit.

Suddenly, he stopped and pointed his wand at Harry's back, as if he had made a decision.

If you can't get it, destroy it. Killing her is better than letting her go out and report to the professors.

Avada Kedavra!

A dazzling green light streaked across the air, and instantly crossed that short distance, pointing directly at Harry's back.

Harry's spirituality frantically alarmed in an instant, feeling that death was coming.

She reacted in time, her hair grew wildly, and she stood behind her, trying to prevent the spell.

But Harry miscalculated, and the spell worked as soon as it touched her hair.

Harry felt that the moment he came into contact with the spell, his whole body was like falling into an ice cave.

She seemed to have returned to many years ago, when she was exploring the tomb of a high-level powerhouse of the death path. She experienced this feeling that time.

Harry fell forward, and at the same time, the magic mirror double activated automatically and disappeared in place. In its place was a broken mirror.

Voldemort turned away when he saw the spell hit the girl on the back of the head.

He could feel that there was no breath of life not far away, and he was confident that the power of his Death Curse could kill everything.

Except for that inexplicable Harry Potter!

Voldemort returned to the Mirror of Erised again, frowning in front of the mirror.

He didn't dare to break through the level directly like he did with other levels before. After all, the Philosopher's Stone is probably in the mirror. If you break the mirror, you will be wasting your time.

After casting a few more spells to no avail, Voldemort also grew impatient.

Out of caution before, he only dared to let Quirrell detect the location of the unicorn and injure it, so as to obtain limited blood of the unicorn.

Tonight, Dumbledore didn't know what caused the sudden departure from school, so he dared to order Quirrell to go to the Forbidden Forest to kill the unicorn directly, so that he could have a good drink.

As a result, Dumbledore was not there, but he bumped into other people snooping, and Quirrell, a waste, was seen.

So Voldemort could only bite the bullet, occupy Quirrell's body, and forcibly steal the Sorcerer's Stone when he was not ready.

Now he still has a lot of information that he hasn't collected, and he doesn't know when Dumbledore will come back. So every minute and every second is extremely precious.

Voldemort finally made up his mind and simply ran away with the mirror on his shoulders!

Anyway, Quirrell's body was used, who knew that the Dark Lord had done such a thing!

He goes to the mirror. Lord Voldemort will certainly not do it himself, magic is the best tool.

But Voldemort still needs to check the mirror again to avoid accidents.

Holding the mirror frame with both hands, Voldemort was about to cast a spell when he saw a girl in the mirror that he had never seen before.

As if I'd only seen her in Defense Against the Dark Arts class.

She was that Harry Potter, the one who claimed to have beaten herself.

why is she here

Several thoughts flashed through Voldemort's mind, and before he could react, he felt a sharp pain in his heart.

He lowered his head and saw a slender white jade hand holding a table knife burning with black flames, thrusting it into his chest.

Blood was flowing slowly, but not much, because most of it was used by Voldemort in exchange for power.

Before losing consciousness, a playful voice sounded: Lord Voldemort, within seven steps, the witch's knife is faster!

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