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"ah!"

Following the sound, Harry immediately let out a cry of pain, and fell to the ground covering his head.

"Harry!"

Ron immediately helped him up, and Hermione turned her head in concern.

Dare to lose her mind in front of the Dark Lord, she is also big-hearted.

Voldemort, who controlled Quirrell, found that his appearance did not seem to bring much shock, and was a little upset. He waved his wand lightly twice, and the out-of-control Fiendfire immediately became an obedient boy.

They branched out into two lines of fire that also went straight to the ice edge in mid-air like sharp arrows, and chased after them first, wrapping around the ice edge in an instant like a fiery snake.

The next moment, Bing Leng was engulfed by Lie Huo, and Lie Huo's volume became somewhat larger again.

The same wand, the same body, but at this time, the magic released by Quirrell became extremely powerful with every blow.

Voldemort's exaggerated wand suddenly raised high, like a puppeteer controlling a puppet, hovering in the air, engulfing the cold Fiercefire and instantly turning into three fire dragons, they turned a corner, as if roaring, and went straight Hermione et al.

"ah!"

The fierce counterattack was almost completely different from Quirrell's slow attack before, and Hermione's attack was resisted almost instantly.

Neville let out a scream, and Harry, who had just recovered, looked up to see this scene, and he and Ron turned pale with fright.

At this moment, they feel that they are almost dead.

Even Hermione was taken aback. In other words, Aisha, who was controlling Hermione at this time, did not have much combat experience. The reason why her ice magic was so handy was because it was her instinct .

Facing the violent and ferocious fire dragon, Aisha raised her arms subconsciously to block in front of her, and she even forgot to fight back.

But although she has forgotten, her instinct will not forget.

Following her movements, a large ice wall was instantly erected, and the thick ice wall almost became a new wall in the room. The crystal ice crystals even became cloudy and blurry because they were too thick.

"boom!"

The fire dragon hit the wall heavily, as if the earth was shaking, and the room trembled violently. At this moment, Harry and the others thought the house was going to collapse.

The ice wall that Hermione hastily summoned was indeed extremely strong, because in the violent shaking, it unexpectedly forcibly blocked the destructive Fiercefire in the wizarding world.

"This is impossible!"

Even Voldemort was startled, and he let out a petulant growl.

Harry's head started to hurt again.

Nothing is impossible. Aisha's ice magic is a talent, an instinct, a bit like a sand-controlling ninja, imprinted in her blood.

When she is in danger, she will automatically protect the Lord.

Unless Voldemort turned into Sass on the spot, yelled that he wanted to beat me unless Hua hand shook me, and then increased his speed to eighty miles.

Otherwise, no matter what, he couldn't get around Aisha's instinctive ice magic.

Charles, who was under the Illusion Curse, tugged at his robe, and found that it was still frozen in the ice wall that Aisha suddenly froze. No matter how he pulled it, he couldn't move it.

Yes, the ice wall came so suddenly that Charles, who was under the Disillusionment Curse, almost didn't react, and was almost frozen inside, thanks to his timely dodge, but even so, a corner of his robe was still frozen.

Charles looked at Voldemort silently.

Inexplicably, the battlefield was suddenly divided into two sections, one section was Hermione's side, behind the ice wall, and Harry and the others were on this side.

In the other section, Voldemort and Shire happened to be stuck together.

Seeing Voldemort, who was manic and incompetent, commanding Fiendfire to keep hitting the ice wall, Charles silently raised his wand, regardless of the faces of Quirrell and Voldemort, whether to sneak attack or to sneak attack.

Because his back was facing Voldemort, Quirrell, who was facing Shire, had passed out, and he couldn't bear Voldemort's use of so many powerful magic.

He had to support Voldemort and release so much magic, he was already overdrawn.

So with such a good opportunity, Charles felt sorry for himself if he didn't sneak attack.

The soundless Cutting Curse spread out in an instant, and several streaks of red light flew towards Voldemort in the chaos and went straight to his neck.

"who is it!"

Charles, who was hiding in the dark, whistled silently, pretending to be innocent.

But the strongest dark wizard back then was not so easy to deal with. Even without the Iron Armor Curse to protect him, with his magic level and combat experience, even if the spell hit his face, Voldemort could still block it.

But that was in his prime.

With Quirrell's body, he can't do these high-end operations.

Brain: I see.

Hand: What do you know?

Body: Who are you two?

Even in the chaos, even if it was a sneak attack by Shire, Voldemort still sensed the crisis. At the last moment, he released his own counter-curse and blocked several cutting curses.

It's a pity that he used Quirrell's body after all, not only was his reaction a bit slower, but Shire's cutting curse was more focused on speed.

Before he could yell out a question, Voldemort fell silent.

Time seemed to pause, he stretched out his hand to cover his neck, and then let go again, pools of bright red blood flowed out, and Quirrell's neck had been cut in half.

waste!

Voldemort seemed very dissatisfied with Quirrell's sluggishness, and silently spit out two words in his heart.

At the same time, following Voldemort's roar, Hermione also realized that someone was still here, and she immediately thought of who this person would be.

"let's go!"

She dragged Harry and said.

Of course Hermione wanted to stay and help Charles, but she couldn't let Harry and the others stay here. They had no fighting power, and Harry seemed to be under some kind of magic, and his head was always hurting.

Realizing that Harry and the others were running away, Voldemort knew he was going to fail this time, and he gave up trying to mend his wounds.

Because Quirrell's body is really bad, even if it is repaired, he may not be able to exert much strength.

Quirrell, who was gushing blood, soon fell into death, and the moment he stepped into death, Voldemort left his body.

Voldemort, who turned into a remnant soul, didn't intend to leave just now, and was attacked by a cowardly person. As the Dark Lord, he couldn't swallow this breath.

"Roar!"

The black remnant soul seemed to let out a silent roar, and broke Shire's disillusionment spell in an instant. Seeing Shire's figure, Voldemort became even more furious.

It turned out to be another little wizard.

If it was Dumbledore or something, maybe he would have slipped away. In the remnant state, his strength is very weak, and he is also very fragile.

But he is just a little wizard, so he needs to be taught a lesson. Even if he is just a remnant soul, he still knows a lot of vicious black magic suitable for remnant souls.

"asshole!"

Voldemort came straight to Shire, and before leaving here, he wanted to let this little guy who dared to attack him taste the taste of being cursed.

But in the face of Voldemort's impact, Charles did not dodge, he was waiting for this remnant soul.