#52 - Section 52
"How is it?"
"What did you see?"
Quirrell was a little impatient. Success or failure hinged on this. If Harry Potter also failed, then it would really be troublesome.
"I saw myself shaking hands with Dumbledore and winning the House Cup for Gryffindor."
Harry plucked up his courage and began to fabricate wildly.
He couldn't let Quirrell know that he had obtained the Philosopher's Stone; he had to protect it well.
"He's lying… He's lying…"
Voldemort's voice sounded again from the back of Quirrell's head.
"Adrian, kill the boy, kill the boy, hurry!"
In that instant, he had sensed the fluctuation of magic. Without a doubt, Harry had obtained something, and the only thing that could appear here was the Philosopher's Stone.
And as long as Ethan killed Harry, he would have no room to turn back and could only follow him wholeheartedly.
Neither Dumbledore nor the Ministry of Magic would let go of the person who killed the Boy Who Lived.
"Revelio!"
Ethan flicked his wand, and a white light instantly struck Quirrell's unprepared body.
In the next moment, Quirrell's face began to swell and change continuously, and even the metal right arm fell to the ground.
As expected, this guy was not Quirrell at all.
The Revealing Charm is effective against Animagi and Polyjuice Potion, and can reveal an object's original form.
When the changes on Quirrell's body ended, Ethan realized that this was a middle-aged man of about forty years old, about 1.8 meters tall, slightly thin, and his hair was also bald due to Voldemort's possession.
"Adrian, how dare you attack me!"
The face on the back of the strange wizard's head stared at Ethan with a pair of scarlet pupils. He never expected that Ethan would turn against him here.
"The… the Dark Lord!"
Harry hadn't recovered from his confusion about Ethan attacking Quirrell when he suddenly saw this scene and was a little at a loss.
Also, this person is not Professor Quirrell, who is he?
Why is the Dark Lord on someone else's head? Are there conflicts between Ethan and the Dark Lord? Harry's mind felt like it couldn't turn around for a moment.
"Adrian, you are a smart child. I'll give you another chance. Kill the Boy Who Lived, or die."
As he spoke, the strange wizard's face changed for a while, becoming the appearance of the back of his head just now. Voldemort completely took over the body.
He was willing to give Ethan a chance, for the sake of Ethan's talent.
"Of course, I know how to choose!"
Ethan showed Voldemort a smile, then walked to Harry's side, helped him up, and reached into Harry's pocket.
An irregular but crystal clear blood-red gem appeared in Ethan's hand. This was the Philosopher's Stone, truly beautiful!
And in Harry and Voldemort's unbelievable eyes, he directly put it into his pocket.
Ethan glanced at the panel, and there was a prompt that the achievement was completed.
It really exists!
He was just thinking about it.
"Adrian!"
Voldemort had never been so angry before. He was actually being played by a first-year wizard.
Ethan had never thought of following him. Perhaps everything before was to confuse him, and his goal was also the Philosopher's Stone, damn it.
"Avada Kedavra!"
In a rage, Voldemort mercilessly flung a dark green light towards Ethan.
"Harry, Accio!"
Harry next to him looked terrified. What was Ethan going to do?
Soon, he knew, because he became a shield!
Ethan, I trusted you wrongly!
Alas!
I'm okay?
Harry watched helplessly as the green light hit his body and then was bounced away.
And the mysterious man was scrambling to dodge.
Ethan laughed as he watched this scene. Voldemort couldn't hurt Harry who was under the magical protection of Harry's mother.
At least before Harry came of age, or Voldemort resurrected with Harry's blood, it was like this.
Ethan was sure of this.
But whether Harry could rebound it was uncertain. He did rebound the Killing Curse when he was a baby, killing Voldemort himself, but there was no such convenient performance later.
Now it seems that Harry can really rebound Voldemort's magic.
Of course, the premise is that Voldemort himself releases it, not that Voldemort is hanging up in the background, letting the people in front act as thugs.
Now he can completely rely on Harry to act as a weapon to fight Voldemort, and hide his strength, and then he can hammer him unexpectedly.
"Harry, it's up to you next."
As he said that, Ethan controlled Harry and bumped into Voldemort.
Bang!
With a muffled sound, Harry crashed into the stone steps, and Voldemort successfully dodged!
"What exactly is going on?"
Voldemort roared in disbelief. If he hadn't reacted in time, he would have been killed by his own Killing Curse again.
But Ethan didn't give him an answer, but instead threw another Harry at him.
Harry, who hadn't recovered, crashed straight into the stone pillar.
"Crucio!"
"Reducto!"
"Expelliarmus!"
Voldemort threw several spells at Ethan in a row, but Ethan was not afraid at all.
Harry is the sharpest spear and the hardest shield against Voldemort.
No matter what magic you use, I'll block it with Harry.
For a time, Voldemort, who had roamed the British magical world for decades, was beaten to the point of scurrying around with his head in his hands, and had no way to deal with the two first-year wizards.
All the spells were ineffective, and he couldn't get close to Harry, what a waste of effort.
If he was resurrected and in his prime, he would naturally have several ways to solve it.
But now, only a wisp of remnant soul remains, and even action is consuming life force. How much strength can he hope to exert?
He didn't dare to use large-scale spells. The Philosopher's Stone was on Ethan. If he smashed the Philosopher's Stone, resurrection would be in vain, and it was the only one in the wizarding world.
"E… Ethan…"
Bang!
"Ca… cannot…"
Bang!
"Let… let me down!"
Bang! Bang!
In just a short time, Harry was hit several times again. If Ethan hadn't pulled him with magic every time he was hit, Harry would have died long ago.
But even so, Harry was covered in bruises.
Ethan turned a deaf ear to Harry's words. As a weapon, he had to have the intuition of a weapon, and besides, it wasn't me who was hurting.
"Cough!"
After dodging Harry again, Voldemort staggered and almost fell.
It was really because this body was not his own, and it was consuming life force every moment. Strenuous exercise was even more so, and the body was weakening at a visible rate.
"Impedimenta!"
While Voldemort hadn't stood firm, Ethan tripped him with a Binding Curse. With a bang, Voldemort fell flat on his face, his entire face hitting the ground.
But it didn't matter, he didn't have a nose anyway.
"Quick, Harry, if you don't want to keep bumping, grab him quickly."
Harry, who was dizzy and sore all over, immediately woke up, hugged Voldemort's waist and wouldn't let go.
He really couldn't bump anymore. He had even seen his parents waving to him in a trance just now.
"Ah! Ah!…"
Voldemort's shrill screams echoed continuously in the empty room, thick white smoke rose from his body, and his skin was turning black and gray.
At the same time, the scar on Harry's head was getting more and more painful, but even so, he still refused to let go.
Voldemort tried several times to shake off Harry, but Harry held on tightly.
Until he completely turned into gravel powder and dissipated, leaving only a cloud of black mist rolling in place.
A flash of fire, and the phoenix brought Dumbledore out of thin air in front of everyone.
Chapter 78: Ethan's Plan
"Tom!"
After Dumbledore appeared, he stared at the black mist in front of him. This was the first time he had formally come into contact with Voldemort after death.
"I will return, will return, one day, whether it is you or Adrian and Potter, I will kill you all."
The black mist swirled high in the air, and scarlet eyes stared at the three people below.
Ethan pointed to the black smoke that had begun to escape and asked Dumbledore.
"Headmaster, aren't you going to stop it?"
Although Voldemort can't die because of the Horcruxes, even Fiendfyre that can burn souls is useless to him, because there is the protection of the dark magic of the Horcruxes. The Horcruxes are his soul fragments, and his incomplete soul is always protected as long as the Horcruxes are not destroyed.
But not being able to kill him doesn't mean there are no other ways to deal with him, such as sealing.
Imprisoning Voldemort in a small area and setting up multiple spells to prevent him from coming out, Ethan didn't believe Dumbledore wouldn't.
"Do you think I can stop it?"
Dumbledore turned to look at this little guy who had unexpectedly entered the game.
"I think you can. You are the greatest wizard of this century."
Ethan said with certainty.
Ethan was very confused by Dumbledore's actions in the original book. He clearly calculated so much, and Voldemort could be said to be completely under his control. Even after death, he could continue to manipulate Voldemort.
However, Dumbledore was unwilling to lower his bottom line and personally take the stage. The Ministry of Magic was so afraid of Voldemort that they didn't even dare to say the news of his resurrection, but they targeted Dumbledore, who could suppress Voldemort, everywhere.
Think about it, Dumbledore directly subdued the Ministry of Magic and forcibly incorporated it, used Harry as a Horcrux detector, slaughtered Death Eaters one by one, and directly uprooted the pure-bloods who joined the Death Eaters, treating the British wizarding world with an attitude of no destruction, no construction. (Ministry of Magic 25 War, Dumbledore, who was over a hundred years old, suppressed the resurrected peak Voldemort.)
In this case, Britain has no soil for Voldemort to survive.
Either choose to die, or escape.
"That's because you are still young. You will be even more outstanding than me in the future!"
"Even if I can be more outstanding than you, it will be in the next century!"
"Maybe you can grow faster, too, who knows."
