The Magic Throne at Hogwarts

"You are really a waste, you can't even do a first-year student, give your body to me!"

Voldemort on the back of his head finally couldn't stand it anymore. If Quirrell's body was defeated, he would be just a remnant soul and couldn't do much.

Quirrell hesitated. Giving his body to Voldemort at this juncture, the consequences can be imagined.

One's own magic power and vitality will be drained in all likelihood.

But when he heard the final wailing of the fiery snake above his head, turning into little ashes, he knew that he had no choice!

Then relax...

In the arena, everyone was watching eagerly, but they didn't expect that Shaw's spell could restrain Fiendfire, which was indestructible.

Slanting eyes, Fred shrank his neck: "Hey, George, it turns out that the big devil used to play tricks on us."

With a crooked mouth, George rolled his eyes: "Yes, yes, the Great Demon King is mighty, and I am the vice president's dog."

A beautiful little eagle lady: "Oh, Merlin's pudding, Xiao Er is so perverted, I like my sister so much."

Harry's eyes were full of admiration: "Is this the strength of Shaw? It seems that I need to work harder."

Alice and Draco are even more fanatical at the moment. With such a leader, why not worry about great success!

Others have more or less the same ideas.

As for Xiao Er in the field, he was not as relaxed as they thought at the moment. Seeing that he was about to touch Quirrell's purple grid, he was extremely nervous.

He knew, Voldemort, was coming!

Sure enough, at the next moment, Quirrell seemed to be a different person, and large strands of black mist rose from Quirrell's body.

Forming a certain kind of extremely powerful energy field with binding force stopped the purple power grid that was shrinking extremely fast just now. The power grid shone dazzlingly, but it still couldn't be stored. This is the power of legend.

As for Qi Luo in the middle, his pale face was twisted and deformed for a while, as if drinking compound soup, his skin wriggled, bulged and shrank.

Gradually, it turned into a pointed chin, flat nose, and scarlet eyes. It was Voldemort.

And his unique dark and evil aura immediately filled the entire hall.

Voldemort twisted his head, reached out and threw away the scarf on his head, and reached out to touch his bald head, adapting to a body that didn't belong to him.

He immediately turned his eyes to Xiao Er who was on the other side of the grid, with appreciation and resentment flashing in his eyes, and he said hoarsely.

"Shor, you ruined the plan of the greatest Dark Lord. For the sake of your talents, you knelt down and surrendered to me. I, spare you!"

The audience was silent. Everyone hadn't realized that it was Voldemort. After all, the Dark Lord had been dead for 11 years. They only thought that something happened to Quirrell.

And Xiao Er's words shocked everyone.

"Voldemort, Voldemort, you are a bug who only hides in dirty sewers, you only dare to hide in Quirrell's body as a cat or dog's remnant soul, and you want me to surrender arrogantly?"

………….

After two seconds of silence, the little wizards started screaming.

"Voldemort? Oh, no!"

"Impossible, the mysterious man died long ago! He was killed by Harry."

"But Quirrell is really strange and evil at the scene, and looks very similar to the mysterious man."

"No, how could Quirrell be the Dark Lord, oh! No!"

Harry's reaction was the biggest at this moment. He knelt on the ground half-kneeling while clutching his forehead in severe pain, trembling all over. Harry raised his head and looked at Voldemort in the field with red eyes.

Hermione held back her curiosity. She came from the Muggle world, and her fear of the Dark Lord was only in other people's descriptions.

Although he was frightened now, he did not forget one of the tasks that Xiao Er had given him. He quickly raised the magic camera in his hand, not to mention clicking and shooting the scenes in the field.

After adding the development potion, you can watch it as a comic strip.

Voldemort was about to explode in anger, this Shaw simply didn't know how to flatter him, not to mention sabotaging his own plan, he even insulted him.

"Boy looking for death, let the great Dark Lord teach you what power is right now!"

After all, he raised the wand in his hand casually, and the magic power in Quirrell's body surged.

The afterglow of Fierce Fire that remained on the ground immediately revived, and immediately ignited spontaneously out of thin air, as if a magnifying spell had been cast, and with a bang, a big black Fierce Fire snake sprang out from the ground.

Although this snake and Qiluo's Fierce Serpent just now are both built by Fiendhuo, their power is very different.

Voldemort's Fierce Snake, Fierce Fire was already as black as ink, and the scales on Viper's body were also lifelike, like the red magic power of magma flowing on it, both mysterious and evil.

As soon as the fierce snake came out, it shrank its neck for a short time to charge up, and then ejected to the purple power grid above its head.

"boom!"

The mighty impact caused the already very solid power grid to protrude a large piece, electric sparks exploded one after another, and the snake hoarse and roared continuously.

The fierce snake is extremely fierce, and it is constantly deformed when it hits the power grid. It can also absorb energy from the air.

The water element emitted by the blue anaconda in the air just now, under the control of Voldemort, turned into a large amount of nutrients for the viper.

The foundation of the purple grid, those electric wires are constantly being cracked, but they can be repaired with a lot of magic power that can be replenished immediately.

Xiao Er clasped the poker cards that stored the magic power in his hand, constantly calling up magic power and absorbing elements from the world, and quickly repaired the purple power grid.

He dared not let Voldemort out.

However, Shaw still oversimplified the methods of the legendary wizard.

Chapter 89 Fighting Voldemort (2)

The little wizards at Hogwarts somewhat believed that the noseless Quirrell in the grid was really Voldemort.

The battle between ordinary wizards is actually not too dazzling, it's roughly like shooting lasers at each other.

That kind of earth-shattering battle only exists among top wizards.

Voldemort and Dumbledore never fought head-to-head in public, and they must have fought in private.

Those of the older generation may know how epic the legendary wizards are against each other.

But this is the first time for the youngsters to see such a legendary battle of top wizards.

Naturally, they mistakenly thought that this was a legendary battle.

They are now both surprised that Voldemort is not dead, and his powerful and evil magic.

I was even more surprised that Xiao Er, a first-year student, dared to be tough!Even [-]-[-].

"Chief Mighty!"

I don't know which Zhonger snake was the first to shout this sentence, well, the fire of Zhonger quickly spread.

"Chief Mighty!"

"The vice president is mighty!"

"Brother Xiao is mighty!"

Xiao Er didn't respond to those cheering sounds, but what the hell was the little brother, he almost staggered.

On the other hand, Voldemort felt ashamed of being watched by a monkey, and the snake's face became more and more distorted and ferocious, both frightened and angry.

"Damn it! You all should die!"

He used to just see that Xiao Er had a great talent for magic, and he wanted to take Regulus as his loyal servant.

But now, Shaw not only sabotaged his resurrection plan, but also forced him to reveal himself.

Moreover, Xiao Er's magical talent is too monstrous, beyond his imagination.

A selfish superior like Voldemort can tolerate powerful subordinates, such as Snape, but he will not allow subordinates who surpass him!

Several reasons add up.

Therefore, even today, Qi Luo's life is here.

Shaw must die too!

Voldemort hooked upwards with his pale left hand, and the Fiendfire snake broke in two, and one half exploded directly, forcing the power grids in both directions back several meters with a violent impact.

And the other part began to condense rapidly, shrunk a lot, and turned into a black flaming giant gun.

The giant gun was like the Longinus gun that stabbed Jesus to death, with unparalleled sharpness, it directly poked the power grid in the direction of Shaw.

Before that was over, Voldemort flicked forward his right wand.

"Avada Kedavra!"

A thigh-thick dazzling green light appeared on the tip of the staff, instantly smudged the space in the grid into green.

The power of this spell is similar to the beam of light that shot into the sky at the Hogwarts shield in anger from Voldemort in the original book.

The Killing Curse follows the giant flaming gun, it is a deadly move at first glance!

And Quirrell's body shriveled at a speed visible to the naked eye, and he could faintly hear the howling of Quirrell's soul.

On Xiaoer's side, when the power grid was repelled, he had a bad feeling, and immediately input magic power desperately to strengthen the protection and containment of the power grid.

But when he saw the huge gun and the green scene behind it, his scalp felt numb. The intensity of this battle was beyond his expectation.

The Dark Lord is indeed the Dark Lord, even if he is crippled, if you dare to look down on him, you can only seek death,

He gritted his teeth and stomped his feet.

"Uncle Merlin, fight!"

Xiao Er gave up the blessing of the power grid, and let the remnant power grid serve as protection for the surrounding students.

He quickly summoned five playing cards from the ring, and shot out a series of majestic purple and black lightning rainbows that were two feet long.

At this time, the giant flame gun had already hit the front power grid, and all parts of the power grid had been consumed a lot just now, and there was no more energy to defend.

The point of impact kept flashing, and after countless electric arcs exploded, there was a bang, and the giant gun pierced the power grid after consuming half of its energy, and continued to stab at Xiaoer.

The five purple-black electric rainbows also collided with the giant gun, and the shock wave and heat wave of the violent impact blew the people around them.

The little wizards crawling all over the ground were dumbfounded, there were even more fierce moves.

Is this still a wizard?

The five purple-black lightning bolts consumed the flaming giant gun, and collided with the sky-reaching green light that was still connected to the wand in Voldemort's hand like a relay.

"Zizzy!"