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Then Harry heard a high-pitched voice from the back of Quirrell's head: "He's lying, he's lying"

"Potter, come back here!" Quirrell yelled, lifting him up with one hand, "tell me the truth about what you just saw."

"Let me talk to him face to face"

"Master, your strength"

"I still have the strength"

Harry felt as if he was tightly entangled in the devil's net, and he couldn't move at all.He stood there dumbfounded, watching Quirrell raised his hand to remove the scarf on his head.What happened? The scarf had fallen, and Quirrell's bare head looked oddly small.Then, slowly, he turned around on the spot.

Harry tried to scream, but no sound came out.Where the back of Quirrell's head should have been, there was a face

Harry had never seen such a hideous and terrifying face before.The color of that face was dead white like chalk, the blood-red eyes seemed to be shining, and underneath were two nostrils that were slender and slender like snakes.

So ugly, this was Harry's first thought, and then Voldemort Harry already knew the answer in his heart, he never thought that Voldemort was actually hiding on Quirrell's body

"Harry Potter" Voldemort showed an ugly smile.

Harry tried to step back, but his legs wouldn't do it.

"Look what I've become," said the face, "only shadows and vapors are left. I can only have form if I share a body with others. But there are always some people who will let me into their hearts and minds. Mind But once I get the elixir, I'll be able to recreate a body of my own Well why don't you hand me the Philosopher's Stone in your pocket?"

The following are free

He knew Harry's legs staggered back.

"Don't be stupid, Harry Potter," said the face viciously, "you'd better save your own life and take refuge in me, or you will end up like your parents who begged me for mercy before they died "

"You're lying" Harry yelled sharply, "my parents couldn't beg you for mercy"

Quirrell stepped back towards him, allowing Voldemort to still stare at him.Now there was a grin on that wicked face.

"How touching" he said in a hoarse voice, "I have always admired courage but this is useless, give me the Philosopher's Stone, don't make unnecessary struggles"

"Don't even think about it." Harry's eyes lit up with fire.

Voldemort screamed: "He wants to run and catch him"

But

Harry didn't run, he charged towards Quirrell, he was a wizard, but he didn't pick up his wand, what he swung towards Quirrell was a fist

Harry's small body exploded with a speed that shouldn't belong to him. His first punch hit, and Quirrell's reversed slap.

The scar on Harry's forehead suddenly hurt sharply, and when the piercing pain was over, Harry's heart skipped a beat. The momentary opening would have cost him his life. However, the expected attack did not come, and instead Harry heard a scream that did not belong to him. Voice.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah"

Harry looked around blankly, only to see Quirrell hunched over in pain, looking at his fingers Harry saw blisters popping up on his hands one by one.

it works

Harry's eyes were red, and seemed to be shining again. Harry clenched his fists tightly, straddled forward, punched half a step and then

"Eula Euler Euler Euler Euler"

Harry's fists rained down on Quirrell's body. Every time the fists touched, Harry's head felt as if it was about to explode, but he didn't stop. The fists were tilted to Quirrell.

"Stupid fools fight back, fight back"

"Ahhhhhh" Quirrell wanted to fight back, but the pain made him unable to hold his wand steadily, and blisters appeared all over his body.

"Ahhhhhh" Harry's fist landed on Quirrell's face and the back of his head, Quirrell continued to scream, his skin began to redden, peel off, and then evaporated into ashes

"Ola Ola Ola Ola Ola Ola Ola Ola"

Harry's headache became more and more severe, his eyes went black, all he could hear was Quirrell's terrifying scream, and the wind of his fists, and then he sank into darkness, as if falling down, down, down

Harry's consciousness gradually blurred to the end. He seemed to see Principal Dumbledore coming back to save him. Principal Dumbledore stood in front of him with a strange expression, as if holding a monster card in his hand

Am I saved? It must be a dream.

Chapter 4000 Connor and the Sorcerer's Stone ([-]+)

"Damn, hate, hate, I will definitely come back"

Voldemort, who had lost his body, turned into a cloud of black smoke. After putting down his harsh words, he flew away without looking back. He couldn't bear the grievance of being hammered by a brat.

Dumbledore didn't stop him from leaving. After Voldemort left, he showed his figure and came to Harry's side, squatting down to check Harry's body

After a while, a figure bounced to the door of the room.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.' Connor rushed to this "final duel place" at the first time, he looked at Harry who had fainted on the ground, and said with a smile: "Professor, you just let Voldemort go away like this."

"There's no point in keeping him and I've got the information I want"

Connor smiled and asked, "Professor, have you seen what Voldemort saw in the Mirror of Erised?"

"Yes, got it."

"That..." Connor blinked his eyes, which were full of naked desire for knowledge.

Dumbledore smiled helplessly: "It's okay to tell you, I saw Voldemort sitting on a high throne, and there are thousands of human beings crawling underneath, and his body is clear at a glance."

"The things placed around his throne should be things he thinks are very important. I saw Ravenclaw's crown, Hufflepuff's gold cup, Slytherin's locket, and a Huge snakes, I think these may be his Horcruxes"

After Connor listened, he was thoughtful. Unexpectedly, Dumbledore guessed so many things at once, and he guessed almost all of them right.

If he remembered correctly, Voldemort's seven Horcruxes were the diary, the ring, the diadem, the gold cup, the locket, Nagini, and Harry.

Dumbledore probably didn't notice the ring on Voldemort's hand and the humble diary, and it was impossible for Harry to appear in Voldemort's delusions.

But getting so much information is already great. According to the original world line, Dumbledore didn’t know about Horcruxes at this time. After all, what he wanted to know at the beginning was the reason why Voldemort came to the castle without fear. That's all

Suddenly, Dumbledore handed the card in his hand to Connor: "By the way, what are you going to do with this?"

"It's really a success." Connor took the card excitedly, "Is it so easy?"

This card-like card is not just a card, it is a "seal scroll", but what is sealed inside is not magic, but the soul of Quirrell.

Quirrell's body has turned into ashes under Harry's crazy Ola Ola. In fact, even without Harry's "ruthless killing punch", Quirrell's body could no longer hold on, and Connor had already I'm ready to "recycle" his soul

"It is indeed very successful to collect Quirrell's soul that has not had time to dissipate, but his soul has been deeply affected by Voldemort, and he is also very weak now. I don't know if he can survive it."

"As long as I give him a new body, he will definitely be able to wake up." Connor looked at the empty card in his hand, thinking about how to deal with this poor Quirrell

"Professor Dumbledore, after I finish drawing Professor Quirrell's new body, I'll hand him over to you," Connor's sudden generosity made Dumbledore a little unaccustomed.