A Hogwarts dissertation guide

"Me? Are you also my admirer?" Voldemort was slightly stunned, but he quickly laughed, "I should have known this a long time ago, when we first met."

"No, no, no, it's completely wrong." Edward interrupted Voldemort. He squinted his eyes, ran his tongue across his lips, and a dark purple light flashed in his pupils.

"I said, I am very interested in you, Voldemort. Your soul is like a fragrant dessert, tempting me all the time."

"you--!"

Voldemort was furious, he no longer held back his hand, and a green light followed the tip of the staff and headed straight towards Edward.

"It's a child's trick." Edward said lightly and used magic words to block the death curse.

In fact, the spell seemed to have hit some barrier and dissipated about twenty centimeters away from Edward's eyes.

"Damn it! Damn it! How dare you provoke the Dark Lord! You are seeking your own death!"

Voldemort roared and cast another death curse.

"How long will it take for you to realize the gap between us? Voldemort, or..."

"Tom Marvolo Riddle."

Edward yawned and easily blocked Voldemort's spell. For such an enemy on the surface, instinct alone was enough to deal with it.Only Voldemort lurking in the dark deserves his serious attention.

The weak Voldemort really made him a little uninterested.

Voldemort read continuously for almost a minute. Finally, he was tired.

Panting, he stood in the clearing, raising his wand with difficulty and aiming it at Edward.

"Avada—"

"Why do you always refuse to accept reality?" Edward straightened his chest and said. Voldemort should have no strength left to fight back. "Why do you always play these little tricks? You don't think the Death Curse will work on me, do you?"

"This is impossible!" Voldemort couldn't believe his eyes, "This body must be too weak, this is impossible! Lord Voldemort's power is invincible."

"There is a saying in the East, there are people outside the people, and there are mountains outside the mountains." Edward walked slowly towards Voldemort, he was ready to reap the final fruits.

The boots stepped on the branches, making a crisp sound, which seemed to knock on Voldemort's heart, making him tremble involuntarily.

"This is impossible!" Voldemort roared and retreated quickly.

"Nothing is impossible, you can't escape." Edward said softly, "Dumbledore is waiting for his "Transfiguration of the Day" in the office, and Rubeus is hatching dragon eggs in his hut. No one can come to save you. .”

Voldemort leaned against an ancient oak tree, his body trembling uncontrollably.

"Lord Voldemort's power is invincible..."

He repeated this sentence dully.

"No one is invincible." Edward had already walked in front of Voldemort. He had already used magic to suppress Voldemort's body, unable to move.

I saw him slowly raising his hand and gently placing it on Voldemort's head.

A wisp of black smoke tried to float out of his body, but where was Edward's opponent?

With just a slight stretch of his hand, he caught the steam-like shadow.

"Huh?" Edward was stunned. He looked at the body in front of him with a rare expression of doubt.

"Steam? Bubbles? What kind of existence is this?"

The black smoke flew away from Edward's hand deftly.

It transformed into a human face in the air, like a snake, with flat features, scarlet eyes, and no nose.

"Voldemort remembers you, Edward Romple..."

Then almost in the blink of an eye, he disappeared from Edward's sight.

Edward's brows knitted together tightly, and he looked down at the 'corpse' lying weakly on the ground.

Kicked with his feet.

"Hey, are you awake?"

Edward could still smell the scent of his soul, but the original fragrant smell was no longer there, which made Edward very disappointed.

"What Albus said is actually true..."

"It seems that Potter can really only kill Voldemort..."

Edward stood there and thought for a long time, until Bane, the centaur, came to his senses.

"Mr. Rumple, what happened? You - you are not hurt, are you?" Bain anxiously ran to Edward with his bow and arrow. He put the arrow on the stone bow and aimed at the head of the 'corpse' on the ground.

"It's nothing, I've taken care of everything." Edward said, rubbing his temples. Next, he had to face a very sad hurdle - Albus Dumbledore.

He hadn't figured out how to explain to Dumbledore what happened in the Forbidden Forest.

You can't say that this is all a coincidence, right?

......

"Albus, this is all a coincidence. I didn't expect to bump into Voldemort in the Forbidden Forest." Edward said calmly while sitting on the sofa. "In fact, I was even more shocked. He suddenly jumped out and shouted at me. I recite the death curse, there is nothing I can do..."

Dumbledore's eyes narrowed slightly behind his half-moon lenses, "What a terrifying experience..."

The irony in the words should never be too obvious.

"Yes, Albus, I think I may not be able to teach for the rest of this semester. You'd better remove the Imperius Curse from Gilderoy and let him continue my work."

"Oh my god, he won't forget to eat because he lost Voldemort's control and starve himself to death, right?" Edward looked anxious, "I have to go see my disciple to prevent him from having any accidents. Albus, you must be able to understand how I feel, right?"

"Go ahead." Dumbledore said calmly.

Edward quickly walked out of the circular office, leaving Dumbledore alone... and Professor Quirrell lying on the floor.

"What a big 'surprise'!" Dumbledore sighed heavily, and then slumped feebly on the throne-like armchair.

Hermione definitely missed the most exciting scene in Hogwarts today: Professor Edward Rumple carried Professor Quirrell, who did not know whether he was alive or dead, across the grounds and back to the castle. They went all the way to the principal's office on the eighth floor.Next to them, there is a strange guy-Bane the Centaur.

He looked at the little wizards warily, and at the same time covered most of his face with his hair, as if he was afraid of being seen.

Fortunately, he was kicked away by Dumbledore not long after he entered Dumbledore's office. The excuse was that he wanted him to return to the Forbidden Forest to guard the tribe. The tribe could not lack brave and capable warriors like him.

As a result, Bane was happily chased away.

"Professor Quirrell is under attack!"

This news spread throughout the castle in almost one afternoon, leaving Hermione and the three of them who had just returned from Hagrid confused.

what's the situation?

Could it be that someone discovered Hagrid’s raising of dragons?