Infinite cycle of the heavens

At this moment, a copper-like arm pierced through the magic barrier with a "boom" and snatched Quirrell's wand.

"Crack!"

There was a sound of dead branches snapping, and Quirrell's wand broke in two.

Qi Fang threw the broken wand on the ground, reached out and grabbed Quirrell's arm, like breaking a wand, and broke all his limbs in the same way.

"Now we can talk about it." Qi Fang looked at him condescendingly and said calmly.

"waste!"

Voldemort first scolded Quirrell, then looked at Qi Fang, his blood-red eyes were as cold as a poisonous snake, and he said hoarsely: "What do you want to talk about?"

"Voldemort, you are also a rare talent, surrender to me, I can help you resurrect." Qi Fang said.

"Impossible." Voldemort flatly refused, angrily said: "I will never surrender to anyone."

"If you don't surrender, you will die." Qi Fang said coldly.

"Hahaha, you can't kill me, I am the immortal devil." Voldemort cried confidently.

"is it?"

The corners of Qi Fang's mouth curled up, a contemptuous smile appeared on his face, and he snapped his fingers lightly. Hou Hou, who was hiding in the dark, immediately cast the spell of soul curse, quickly formed a seal with his hands, and slightly opened his lips.

"what!"

Voldemort suddenly let out a creepy scream, and his snake-like face became distorted, struggling frantically, as if trying to break free from the back of Quirrell's head.

This is a pain from the soul, a hundred times more painful than the Cruciatus Curse, and it is unbearable for Voldemort.

Qi Fang snapped his fingers again, and Hou Hou immediately stopped casting spells.

"How does this feel?" Qi Fang sneered.

"What kind of magic is this?" Voldemort's face showed a look of horror.

"You don't need to know about that." Qi Fang said noncommittally, putting on an unfathomable appearance. "Do you still think I can't kill you now?"

"Jie Jie Jie Jie, I, Voldemort, will not submit to anyone, even if I die." Voldemort let out a burst of crazy laughter, like a mentally deranged patient, the laughter was full of awe-inspiring taste.

Qi Fang couldn't help being startled, he had thought that Voldemort would refuse, he is also considered a hero, how could he be willing to submit to others, but he never expected that he would refuse so decisively and resolutely.

But he didn't want to play Voldemort to death, sighed, and when he was about to speak, a crisp bird song sounded.

"Chirp!"

There is an air of pride and holiness in the sound.

Qi's heart moved, and he suddenly turned his head to look at the stone corridor where he came from.

Chapter 26 The Sorcerer's Stone Ends

There was a faint red light in the dark corridor, as if a flame was burning at the other end of the corridor, and the leaping fire light reflected in the corridor.

The fire is getting brighter and brighter, and it seems to be moving fast.

In the blink of an eye, a group of phoenix birds made of raging flames appeared in Qi Fang's sight, and the corridor was reflected red.

"Chirp~"

A clear phoenix cry sounded.

The next moment, the phoenix bird rushed into the hall, and the blazing flames "coaxed" it to explode. The dazzling fire flashed away, and Dumbledore appeared in the hall as if by magic.

Dumbledore was wearing a silver-white magic robe, a bowler hat on his head, and his snow-white drooping beard was tied up with a string. There was a deep look in his light blue pupils. He looked around, then landed on Voldemort.

No one at Hogwarts can use the Apparition Charm, not even Dumbledore, but he can fly as fast as a phoenix, second only to Apparition.

"Albus Dumbledore." Voldemort stared at Dumbledore closely, spit out every word, his voice was low and hoarse, like a poisonous snake spitting out a letter.

"Tom, you are too conceited." Dumbledore said. "I knew you would come here, and you can't leave today."

"Dumbledore, you can't win me. If it wasn't for Harry Potter back then, you would have lost long ago, and it's the same now. You can't keep me." Voldemort said sullenly, with a look on his hideous face. Show a touch of strange smile.

"Boom."

Suddenly there was a light sound from Qi Luo's body, and a black figure flew out of his body, rushing towards the corridor with a strange smile.

"what!"

At the same time, Quirrell let out a scream, and Voldemort used some kind of magic to drain his life force.

Quirrell's body weathered instantly, turning into a pile of sand, scattered on the ground.

Dumbledore stretched his palm forward, and then gave it a firm grip.

Strong energy fluctuations spread out.

A cluster of crimson flames "coaxed" to ignite, like a curtain of fire that completely blocked the entrance of the corridor, and then the flames spread out like tentacles, covering the walls, ceiling panels, and walls of the entire hall like cobwebs. The ground illuminates the hall brightly.

It seems that Dumbledore has been prepared for a long time, and has laid a net for Voldemort to cast.

Qi Fang squinted his eyes, dodged to the corner, watched the fire from the other side, and watched Voldemort and Dumbledore fight.

Voldemort turned backwards and appeared in the center of the room, turning into the ghostly appearance he had seen in the Forbidden Forest that day, his arms blurred for a while, and turned into two puffs of black smoke towards Dumbledore. Lido rushed.

Dumbledore's five fingers suddenly opened, and a silver-white "buzz" light curtain appeared in front of him, blocking the oncoming black mist, and then waved his arms, and the flame nets spread all over the walls of the hall. Suddenly, he broke away and shrank rapidly, turning into a large fireball that sealed Voldemort in it, and swirled around in the center of the room.

"what!"

A sharp and piercing sound came from the fireball, like howling ghosts and wolves, which was creepy.

One yin and one yang, one light and one dark, two completely different energies collided violently in the hall, making a "sizzling" sound.

After about two breaths, the big fireball exploded with a "boom", and the flames burst out all over the sky and slowly extinguished.

Voldemort's sinister aura had disappeared.

"Old Fu won't just rush to the street like this!" Qi Fang couldn't help raising his brows, and his spiritual thoughts spread out, searching back and forth in the hall.

At this time, Voldemort's voice sounded, coming from all directions, echoing in the hall, making people invisible.

"Dumbledore, I'll be back sooner or later."

The sound gradually faded away, and it seemed to be far away.

"Or not."