Harry Potter and the Virtue of Miss Potter

Quirrell's face started smoking as soon as it touched Harry's hand, and not only Quirrell, but Voldemort also showed an embarrassed expression.

"Let go already, bro!" Harry stepped back after hearing Wu Mu's words.

Quirrell's body gradually turned like coal. He watched his hands crumble and, with his last breath, lunged at Harry. But his body was too weak. He shattered completely when he was still nearly two meters away from Harry, turning into a pile of ashes.

The brother and sister bumped fists in perfect unison.

"Pretty!"

"Pretty!"

The two looked at the magic stone in their hands and fell into deep thought again.

"I think it should be given to Professor Dumbledore."

"I feel so too."

"Did you hear anything, brother?"

"Yes, the sound of rustling."

The two turned around and saw Voldemort slowly being shaped from dust.

Wu Mu quickly drew her wand, "Expecto Patronum!" As a first-year student, she couldn't use spells other than basic magic very powerfully, and she only managed a modest effect.

Voldemort was blocked by the magic cast by Vam, but because Vam was too young and had little power, he broke through Vam's Patronus in less than a minute.

Aymu quickly pushed Harry away, dodging Voldemort's attack, but Voldemort turned and attacked again, successfully hitting Aymu.

Wu Mu slowly closed his eyes and fell to the ground, "Brother."

"Walt!" Harry caught the unconscious Walt, but he too was attacked by Voldemort and passed out.

Wumu's Dream:

In a dark forest, there were crooked trees everywhere.

"Where...where am I?" Wu Mu was in the only open space here; the rest of the area was completely covered with vines, like a forbidden forest.

“Brother! Hermione! Ron! Are you there?” Wu Mu drew his wand.

"Hagrid?" Wu Mu walked to other places, but after only a few steps, he stood in the middle of the open space again.

"Dumbledore? Professor Dumbledore? Professor McGonagall? Is anyone there?" Wu Mu panicked; she didn't know where she was.

"Protego Armor!" Wu Mu looked around warily.

"Hahahaha—!" A strange laugh suddenly came from an unknown direction.

Wumu used his left hand to cast a knockback spell on the place where the laughter was most obvious, and took a step back, but was suddenly blasted away by the magic and fell to the ground.

"Hiss—!" Wu Mu looked up, but saw a figure. "Who...are you?"

"Avada Kedavra!" The man cast the killing curse on Chomu.

“Voldemort…” Wu Mu guessed who he was, even though he was blurry to her eyes.

Just as she was about to be hit, two familiar people stepped in front of her.

"Yimu!"

"Tell my brother to live on for us, to live well..."

The two people who shielded Harry from the fatal blow were Lily Potter and James Potter—Harry and Harry's parents.

"No!" Wumu woke up, lying in a bed in the medical wing, with many gifts in front of her and Harry's beds.

She turned to look at the side, and Harry was lying on the bed next to her. Her first reaction was to pinch herself to make sure it was real.

“I’m not dreaming now. The two people in my dream just now… were my mom and dad…” Wu Mu lay on the bed, thinking about the scene in his dream.

She touched her pocket, then the table. "Glasses...right, I threw my glasses at Quirrell over there..." Wu Mu could only touch the wand on the table.