Just a Defense Against the Dark Arts Professor

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Harry felt like he had a long dream.

It was dark around, he couldn't see anything, he could only feel that the lightning-shaped scar on his forehead was astonishingly hot.

Covering his head, he knelt on the ground and groaned for a long time before he recovered, realizing that he was in a bad situation now.

No matter how sluggish the response was, Harry felt a strong sense of unease.

He began to shout for help in the darkness around him. The space here seemed to be very open. His voice came out far, far away, but he didn't receive any response.

After feeling that he was the only one in this darkness, Harry panicked and aimed in one direction, stepping forward and walking forward.

He couldn't feel the passage of time at all, and he didn't know how long he had been gone, but it seemed that he would never be able to get out of this darkness.

Just as Harry was extremely exhausted and sat on the ground in despair, a figure in a green robe suddenly appeared in front of him silently.

Harry looked up, and he saw a handsome face.

This is a middle-aged wizard.

He was tall and straight, and his charming face showed a very cold smile.

Although he had never seen this face anywhere, Harry had actually seen him as a young man three years ago.

The person who appeared in front of him was Voldemort, the Dark Lord who had been killed by Professor Forrest only half a day ago.

Harry didn't know what was wrong in the middle, so that Voldemort, who had died, was alive and well, and he also caught him in this ghost place.

After he saw Voldemort's face, he subconsciously swallowed a mouthful of saliva and took two steps back.

"Harry Potter."

Completely different from the resurrected Voldemort, the handsome man with the black hair on his head still thick and his nose still strong called out Harry's name.

"In that legendary prophecy, you should be the one who can kill me completely. That night, after I was devoured by my own life-threatening curse, I felt the horror of that prophecy for the first time."

His voice was soft and calm, like the calm waves of the night.

But such an attitude did not make Harry take it lightly. Others may not have imagined what kind of person the man in front of him was, but for Harry whose whole family died tragically at his hands, he would never Imagine what good things Voldemort will do one day.

"What did you bring me here for?"

Harry asked, breathing heavily.

Voldemort had a wicked smile on his face when he heard the question he asked.

"I brought you here? Hahaha, why do you have such a ridiculous idea!"

He stared into Harry's eyes, his smile gradually turned gloomy, and he said word by word.

"This is obviously on that night more than ten years ago, you yourself pulled me into your body, Harry Potter!"

Harry's child hole shrank.

He obviously didn't understand what the Voldemort in front of him was saying, but he felt inexplicable fear.

He took two steps back again, his face turning extremely pale.

"What do you want to do?"

"Your teacher gave me an unexpected surprise, but also gave me a new idea."

Voldemort took a step and started to approach him little by little.

"Since he can swallow my remnant soul left in the Horcrux to complement himself, why can't I use my own remnant soul to fuse my soul with yours?"

At this time, Harry's panic in his heart had reached an inexhaustible level. While Voldemort moved towards him, he kept retreating, and the shrill voice kept coming from his ears.

"We are so compatible, Harry! From the time you were born, prophecies have bound you and my life together. On the night you destroyed my body, my soul was not affected by it. The controlled self splintered and entered your body, making you one of my Horcruxes. Even the wand you chose before entering Hogwarts is the same wand I have in my hand The core has the same root and the same origin!"

"After Sherlock was born, I have always been skeptical of the prophecies I feared before. He is more like my nemesis than you, even if I really will die alone in the end. In hand, he is undoubtedly more reasonable than you. But now, I may be able to guess the meaning of that prophecy."

"As long as we're one, Harry, doesn't that mean you killed me? Voldemort's name will disappear from this world, but a new Harry Potter will reappear, and then There will be another black devil rising again, and in the future, no one in the entire magical world will dare to call him by his first name. If there is such a chance to start all over again, then what is the fiasco that I encountered yesterday!"

Voldemort kept moving forward and approaching, and Harry kept retreating.

But before he took two steps back, his cold sweaty back suddenly pressed against a cold wall. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

I don't know when, this dark space has a boundary, and Harry has shrunk to the corner of this boundary.

Harry, who had no wand in his hand and no means of counterattack, was easily picked up from the ground by Voldemort's neck.

Harry struggled constantly, but Voldemort's big hands were like an unshakable iron pincer, no matter how much he resisted, there was no way to break free.

"I haven't figured out Sherlock's methods yet, but I don't need his sophistication either, I've been in your body for more than ten years, Harry, apart from yourself, I'm the only one who treats you the most. Familiar, so we can be a perfect fit. And outside, your teachers are still away I will just sit back and wait for them to come up with a way to save you!"

"I'm really looking forward to what kind of expressions we will have on our faces when they find out that you have become me and I am still me, and guess what, will they kill you at that time? ?"

Harry struggled more and more weakly, and at some point an illusory gray line appeared between him and Voldemort.

Feeling the weakness that came from the depths of his soul, Harry's expression had turned into a dead gray of despair.

But suddenly, he seemed to see the figure standing behind Voldemort, and a surprise light burst out from the gray and defeated boy's hole!

Voldemort also noticed Harry's anomaly, he just sneered.

"At this time, can you only use these little tricks to show your resistance?"

However, just as his voice fell, a hand suddenly grabbed his hair, and in the next second, he was pressed to the ground heavily!