Chapter 152 You Are The Most Selfish Person
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Wo Bu Geng Xin
"No! Master! Don't—"
Accompanied by Quirrell's scream, Harry felt the scar on his forehead burning like a fire.
Inexplicably, there were some whispered sentences in his head, like talking in sleep, and like singing lightly.Although the content is not real, it does give people a depressing and treacherous feeling.
Harry clutched his forehead, looking pained.
"Luke Gunter, I knew that you are definitely not as simple as you usually appear."
Quirrell, who was standing above, has changed his tone and expression.
Even if it's just a stranger, he can easily tell now that the person in front of him is completely different from the one before.Under the same skin, a new soul has been replaced.
Qi Luo's appearance has not changed, but the expression on his face at this time gives people a strange impression. When people look at his expression, they will not only feel a sense of oppression, but also feel inexplicable. fear.
The reason for all this is because it is not the Qilo who is not successful and famous who is standing there now.But the second generation of the Dark Lord, Voldemort.
Harry shivered involuntarily, as if frightened.But Luke didn't. Rather, he looked a little more excited at this time.
"Why don't you face me with your real face? Are you afraid? Or are you ashamed? Or do you feel ashamed of your current face?"
Luke ruthlessly directed a violent output at Voldemort.Voldemort's complexion was not good at this time, his eyes that seemed somewhat inexplicable at first became as cold as ice.
"Ah……"
With a sneer, Voldemort slowly took off his hood, exposing his head.
Harry's mouth opened wide unconsciously, and his eyes widened involuntarily. Looking at the weird face on the back of Quirrell's head in front of him, he felt a disgusting feeling involuntarily.
And Luke looked at the face that looked like a mass of rotten meat, and couldn't help touching his chin in amazement.
"Tom, you are shameless enough. It's a bit too shameless to live in such a dirty state."
"Those so-called dignity and face are naturally very important," Voldemort said with his own mouth at the back of his head, "but compared to the great achievements I have not accomplished, I would rather lie in the sewer and live in a dark and rotten place , and then look for an opportunity to return to the sun and kill all those who disobey me, leaving no one behind."
Voldemort seemed to be unaffected at all, and spoke calmly and flatly.
Luke didn't even hear the hate in his tone.But the black that symbolizes this hatred has completely rendered his emotional dust.There is no variegation.
"Luke, join my team and become my right-hand man. The addition of a glorious Gunter will add luster to my grand plan. At the same time, you will also share the glory with me. You will become the next generation of black men." Demon King!"
Voldemort wanted to reach out to Luke, but he couldn't bend his hand after all, so he could only look at Luke with rather sincere eyes.
"And you, Harry Potter. Unconsciously you, or rather, your mother, caused me a lot of trouble. But that's okay, I've learned a lot during this quiet time, so now these things It can be forgiven. As long as you are willing to join me, the current withered Potter family will also usher in a revival."
"Don't you yearn? Like what Luke did at the banquet that day, to become the benchmark of nobility and the glory of pure blood."
His words were full of demagoguery, but Harry refused without thinking.
"I would do it myself if I wanted to, but it will never depend on you, Voldemort, a murderer!"
Harry's eyes were full of anger.Of course he knew that the guy in front of him had quite a grudge against him, and that his parents died at his hands.
If he was alone, he would have drawn out his wand to fight by now.But this is not the case.
There is another person he can rely on by his side, Luke.He knew that Luke would not succumb to evil.
So he looked at Luke, and as expected, he saw a playful smile on Luke's face.
Of course, Voldemort also saw Luke's smile. There was neither kindness nor evil in that smile. It just felt like seeing a stupid monkey who hid his peach pit to prevent other monkeys from finding it.Just laughing because it's funny.
"Tom, do you want to see what you look like now?"
Luke smiled and said: "If you were physically complete and powerful, I might consider making a deal with you, but now, to be honest, I don't even see anything in you that I should be afraid of."
"Insects dancing with tentacles in the gutter, but also thinking about letting people on the ground lie in the gutter with it? What do you think?"
The smile on Luke's face was very flat, and such a flat, for Voldemort, this expression was full of Luke's disdain and contempt for his status quo.
"Ah……"
Voldemort sneered again, then took out his wand and pointed it at Luke.
"Adava Kendava."
Unceremoniously, Luke waved the wand in his hand. There was a similar stone wall bulge on the ground as before, and Luke was going to use this to block the spell.But when the green beam collided with the stone wall, Luke jumped out of the corner of his eye, and then quickly dodged sideways.
The next moment, the green light beam blasted the gravel wall, and then bombarded the ground, smashing the stone bricks on the ground.
Harry swallowed.He just saw that both Professor Quirrell and Luke had used this spell. Judging from the situation at the time, Luke's spell was even more powerful than Professor Quirrell.
But compared to this killing curse, the fight between the two just now was like a play between children.
If children really know how to play around with the Killing Curse...
"Tsk tsk, it's really amazing."
Luke stood up, looked at Voldemort, who was proudly staring at him with Quirrell's face and eyes, and said with emotion.
"This is what you rely on to speak so boldly in front of me?" Quirrell smiled contemptuously, which was exactly the same as Luke's smile just now, "Do you even want to dodge this move?"
If you have to dodge even this trick, why do you laugh at me as a loser who acts in the gutter?
Soon, you will die at the hands of this loser.
There was such a meaning in the sarcasm smile.
"That's wrong. When I said you failed just now, I didn't say it as an opponent." Luke patted the dust on his body, and then said, "I'm saying you're useless, grandson~"
"Avada Kendawa!"
The dark green light beam, which was three points thicker than before, sent out a roar eager to devour life, and rushed towards Luke.
"Harry! Stone!"
And before Voldemort could make a move, Luke held out his hand and yelled at Harry.
Harry gave full play to the most critical element of being a Seeker, quick reflexes.
Then, a red gemstone drew a beautiful parabola with a golden halo in the air, and it fell into Luke's hand.
When Voldemort was about to snatch it, Luke had already received the Sorcerer's Stone in his hand, and at this moment, activated the Sorcerer's Stone.
The magic power in Luke's body surged wildly in an instant. At that moment, Voldemort even felt that he saw Dumbledore who was fighting with him back then.
Luke waved the wand in his hand, and a stone wall rose again on the ground, but the stone wall turned into bright gold in the next instant.The shape is shrewd, with a golden wall surrounded by two snakes. When it collided with the curse, although it was crumbling, it still blocked the curse.
Harry felt like he had come today to be shocked.Everything today has subverted his existing understanding of the wizarding world.
It turned out that the methods used by wizards are not as simple as magic spells.It turns out that the wizards are really much more miraculous than what I have seen and imagined.
"Magic stone……"
Voldemort looked at Luke, who was holding the Sorcerer's Stone, and his aura had swelled to the strength that he should not have, with a rather complicated expression.
"The gold transformed by the Sorcerer's Stone is not completely normal gold. Compared with normal gold, it is contaminated with magic power. When the transformation is completed at the beginning, it has a certain ability to resist magic and suppress magic. So if it can be used flexibly As far as the Sorcerer's Stone is concerned, there are many places that can be manipulated."
Luke had a confident smile on his face.
Then the wand waved, and many snakes made of gold surged out of the ground. They opened their mouths to demonstrate to Voldemort, and then attacked in his direction.
Voldemort's face was quite ugly, and he kept waving his wand, using some spells that Harry had never seen before, smashing the snakes into pieces.
It can be seen that the power of his spell did not allow him to achieve his original purpose, so his face was quite ugly.
Luke looked at Voldemort, who was still able to parry and even cast an offensive spell on himself from time to time, the smile on his face became stronger and stronger.
Waving the wand in his hand, a unicorn made of gold rose from the ground, scratched the ground with its front hooves, and then bumped towards Voldemort with the sharp unicorn on its head.
"you……"
Voldemort dodged to the side, dodging the impact of the unicorn, but was bitten by the calf by the golden snake beneath him.A painful expression appeared on his face, and then he reluctantly smashed the golden snake that bit him.
But the snake's head was still tightly biting into the flesh, so he could only disperse the snakes around him, seized the opportunity, broke off the snake's head, and threw it on the ground.
The blood gushing out quickly stained the trousers red.
This feeling was quite foreign to Voldemort.It had been a long time since he had experienced what it was like to bleed.
In the first 11 years, he was a remnant soul, unable to bleed.And earlier, he, who loved the death curse, killed people without blood, the most terrible thing.Naturally, it is even more impossible for someone to make him bleed.
"Surprise, Tom? I've been preparing for this day for a long time."
As he said that, Luke waved his wand again, and almost the same golden snakes that had been cleaned up poured out again, even more than before.
"What exactly are you trying to do?" Voldemort didn't fight back immediately, but looked at Luke suspiciously, "I really can't think of why a noble pureblood like you would go against me..."
"Different road non-phase plan."
Luke said, pointing his wand at the ground.To be honest, he wished Voldemort could chat with him for a while now.
"Why? Shouldn't you and I just be together? Following the tradition of the Gaunt family, we enslave those humble mudbloods and half-bloods together."
Voldemort looked puzzled, and at the same time, the wand in his hand was shining with light.
"Why enslave them? Will there still be civil war among wizards? Wait until Muggles find us and wipe us out? We need change, but definitely not the kind of change you're talking about."
Luke sternly reprimanded: "The change you are talking about is just the world you want, it is your own desire! You are just to satisfy your own desire."
"Then what's the difference between you and me! Is the change in your mouth really more righteous than mine?" Voldemort said disdainfully, "You also sacrificed the interests of those in your plan, and then created a change you wanted. It's just the world."
"You too, the most selfish person!"
Harry felt very confused now.Inexplicably, the two people changed from a combat confrontation to a verbal confrontation. For this reason, he even felt that what the two of them said made sense.
He might like that world, but is it really a world that everyone likes?
Harry, who was in a daze, heard Luke's voice the next moment.
"No, it's different," Luke's eyes were unusually firm, "For the glory, so, do the right thing."
"I firmly believe that my path is correct!"
Harry seemed to see a light piercing the fog, while Voldemort continued to sneer.
He still thinks his path is right...
"So, Tom, don't think of any possibility of a reconciliation between us. I said .
"To be honest, you are one of those people I plan to sacrifice..."
"The contradiction between us is irreconcilable."
After Luke finished speaking, a smile appeared on his face.And Voldemort also had a smile on his face.
"Dragon's Fury!"
"Shadow of Death!"
A golden fire dragon with red light on its body rushed up from the ground at Luke's feet, let out an angry roar of metal and iron clashing, and then rushed towards Voldemort.
On Voldemort's side, a pale snake-shaped phantom also let out a silent but soul-stirring roar, and then collided with the fire dragon.
The huge magic snake and the golden fire dragon were in a stalemate for a moment, and then cracks appeared on their bodies, and the pale snake shadow's body was also covered with cracks.
Luke's expression was dignified, and the magic wand in his hand continuously output the magic power to the golden fire dragon, maintaining its shape.On the other side, Voldemort is the same, attacking each other with all his strength.
But the stalemate didn't last long.How can Voldemort, who is half disabled, be compared with Luke who holds the Sorcerer's Stone?
Defeat is inevitable.
The golden dragon roared angrily and rushed in Voldemort's direction.
There was a look of resentment in Voldemort's eyes, but he was powerless and could only watch himself being knocked out by the golden fire dragon.
Luke stood on a piece of gold, his breath was a little heavy, but his condition was still intact.
"you lose."
Accompanied by Quirrell's scream, Harry felt the scar on his forehead burning like a fire.
Inexplicably, there were some whispered sentences in his head, like talking in sleep, and like singing lightly.Although the content is not real, it does give people a depressing and treacherous feeling.
Harry clutched his forehead, looking pained.
"Luke Gunter, I knew that you are definitely not as simple as you usually appear."
Quirrell, who was standing above, has changed his tone and expression.
Even if it's just a stranger, he can easily tell now that the person in front of him is completely different from the one before.Under the same skin, a new soul has been replaced.
Qi Luo's appearance has not changed, but the expression on his face at this time gives people a strange impression. When people look at his expression, they will not only feel a sense of oppression, but also feel inexplicable. fear.
The reason for all this is because it is not the Qilo who is not successful and famous who is standing there now.But the second generation of the Dark Lord, Voldemort.
Harry shivered involuntarily, as if frightened.But Luke didn't. Rather, he looked a little more excited at this time.
"Why don't you face me with your real face? Are you afraid? Or are you ashamed? Or do you feel ashamed of your current face?"
Luke ruthlessly directed a violent output at Voldemort.Voldemort's complexion was not good at this time, his eyes that seemed somewhat inexplicable at first became as cold as ice.
"Ah……"
With a sneer, Voldemort slowly took off his hood, exposing his head.
Harry's mouth opened wide unconsciously, and his eyes widened involuntarily. Looking at the weird face on the back of Quirrell's head in front of him, he felt a disgusting feeling involuntarily.
And Luke looked at the face that looked like a mass of rotten meat, and couldn't help touching his chin in amazement.
"Tom, you are shameless enough. It's a bit too shameless to live in such a dirty state."
"Those so-called dignity and face are naturally very important," Voldemort said with his own mouth at the back of his head, "but compared to the great achievements I have not accomplished, I would rather lie in the sewer and live in a dark and rotten place , and then look for an opportunity to return to the sun and kill all those who disobey me, leaving no one behind."
Voldemort seemed to be unaffected at all, and spoke calmly and flatly.
Luke didn't even hear the hate in his tone.But the black that symbolizes this hatred has completely rendered his emotional dust.There is no variegation.
"Luke, join my team and become my right-hand man. The addition of a glorious Gunter will add luster to my grand plan. At the same time, you will also share the glory with me. You will become the next generation of black men." Demon King!"
Voldemort wanted to reach out to Luke, but he couldn't bend his hand after all, so he could only look at Luke with rather sincere eyes.
"And you, Harry Potter. Unconsciously you, or rather, your mother, caused me a lot of trouble. But that's okay, I've learned a lot during this quiet time, so now these things It can be forgiven. As long as you are willing to join me, the current withered Potter family will also usher in a revival."
"Don't you yearn? Like what Luke did at the banquet that day, to become the benchmark of nobility and the glory of pure blood."
His words were full of demagoguery, but Harry refused without thinking.
"I would do it myself if I wanted to, but it will never depend on you, Voldemort, a murderer!"
Harry's eyes were full of anger.Of course he knew that the guy in front of him had quite a grudge against him, and that his parents died at his hands.
If he was alone, he would have drawn out his wand to fight by now.But this is not the case.
There is another person he can rely on by his side, Luke.He knew that Luke would not succumb to evil.
So he looked at Luke, and as expected, he saw a playful smile on Luke's face.
Of course, Voldemort also saw Luke's smile. There was neither kindness nor evil in that smile. It just felt like seeing a stupid monkey who hid his peach pit to prevent other monkeys from finding it.Just laughing because it's funny.
"Tom, do you want to see what you look like now?"
Luke smiled and said: "If you were physically complete and powerful, I might consider making a deal with you, but now, to be honest, I don't even see anything in you that I should be afraid of."
"Insects dancing with tentacles in the gutter, but also thinking about letting people on the ground lie in the gutter with it? What do you think?"
The smile on Luke's face was very flat, and such a flat, for Voldemort, this expression was full of Luke's disdain and contempt for his status quo.
"Ah……"
Voldemort sneered again, then took out his wand and pointed it at Luke.
"Adava Kendava."
Unceremoniously, Luke waved the wand in his hand. There was a similar stone wall bulge on the ground as before, and Luke was going to use this to block the spell.But when the green beam collided with the stone wall, Luke jumped out of the corner of his eye, and then quickly dodged sideways.
The next moment, the green light beam blasted the gravel wall, and then bombarded the ground, smashing the stone bricks on the ground.
Harry swallowed.He just saw that both Professor Quirrell and Luke had used this spell. Judging from the situation at the time, Luke's spell was even more powerful than Professor Quirrell.
But compared to this killing curse, the fight between the two just now was like a play between children.
If children really know how to play around with the Killing Curse...
"Tsk tsk, it's really amazing."
Luke stood up, looked at Voldemort, who was proudly staring at him with Quirrell's face and eyes, and said with emotion.
"This is what you rely on to speak so boldly in front of me?" Quirrell smiled contemptuously, which was exactly the same as Luke's smile just now, "Do you even want to dodge this move?"
If you have to dodge even this trick, why do you laugh at me as a loser who acts in the gutter?
Soon, you will die at the hands of this loser.
There was such a meaning in the sarcasm smile.
"That's wrong. When I said you failed just now, I didn't say it as an opponent." Luke patted the dust on his body, and then said, "I'm saying you're useless, grandson~"
"Avada Kendawa!"
The dark green light beam, which was three points thicker than before, sent out a roar eager to devour life, and rushed towards Luke.
"Harry! Stone!"
And before Voldemort could make a move, Luke held out his hand and yelled at Harry.
Harry gave full play to the most critical element of being a Seeker, quick reflexes.
Then, a red gemstone drew a beautiful parabola with a golden halo in the air, and it fell into Luke's hand.
When Voldemort was about to snatch it, Luke had already received the Sorcerer's Stone in his hand, and at this moment, activated the Sorcerer's Stone.
The magic power in Luke's body surged wildly in an instant. At that moment, Voldemort even felt that he saw Dumbledore who was fighting with him back then.
Luke waved the wand in his hand, and a stone wall rose again on the ground, but the stone wall turned into bright gold in the next instant.The shape is shrewd, with a golden wall surrounded by two snakes. When it collided with the curse, although it was crumbling, it still blocked the curse.
Harry felt like he had come today to be shocked.Everything today has subverted his existing understanding of the wizarding world.
It turned out that the methods used by wizards are not as simple as magic spells.It turns out that the wizards are really much more miraculous than what I have seen and imagined.
"Magic stone……"
Voldemort looked at Luke, who was holding the Sorcerer's Stone, and his aura had swelled to the strength that he should not have, with a rather complicated expression.
"The gold transformed by the Sorcerer's Stone is not completely normal gold. Compared with normal gold, it is contaminated with magic power. When the transformation is completed at the beginning, it has a certain ability to resist magic and suppress magic. So if it can be used flexibly As far as the Sorcerer's Stone is concerned, there are many places that can be manipulated."
Luke had a confident smile on his face.
Then the wand waved, and many snakes made of gold surged out of the ground. They opened their mouths to demonstrate to Voldemort, and then attacked in his direction.
Voldemort's face was quite ugly, and he kept waving his wand, using some spells that Harry had never seen before, smashing the snakes into pieces.
It can be seen that the power of his spell did not allow him to achieve his original purpose, so his face was quite ugly.
Luke looked at Voldemort, who was still able to parry and even cast an offensive spell on himself from time to time, the smile on his face became stronger and stronger.
Waving the wand in his hand, a unicorn made of gold rose from the ground, scratched the ground with its front hooves, and then bumped towards Voldemort with the sharp unicorn on its head.
"you……"
Voldemort dodged to the side, dodging the impact of the unicorn, but was bitten by the calf by the golden snake beneath him.A painful expression appeared on his face, and then he reluctantly smashed the golden snake that bit him.
But the snake's head was still tightly biting into the flesh, so he could only disperse the snakes around him, seized the opportunity, broke off the snake's head, and threw it on the ground.
The blood gushing out quickly stained the trousers red.
This feeling was quite foreign to Voldemort.It had been a long time since he had experienced what it was like to bleed.
In the first 11 years, he was a remnant soul, unable to bleed.And earlier, he, who loved the death curse, killed people without blood, the most terrible thing.Naturally, it is even more impossible for someone to make him bleed.
"Surprise, Tom? I've been preparing for this day for a long time."
As he said that, Luke waved his wand again, and almost the same golden snakes that had been cleaned up poured out again, even more than before.
"What exactly are you trying to do?" Voldemort didn't fight back immediately, but looked at Luke suspiciously, "I really can't think of why a noble pureblood like you would go against me..."
"Different road non-phase plan."
Luke said, pointing his wand at the ground.To be honest, he wished Voldemort could chat with him for a while now.
"Why? Shouldn't you and I just be together? Following the tradition of the Gaunt family, we enslave those humble mudbloods and half-bloods together."
Voldemort looked puzzled, and at the same time, the wand in his hand was shining with light.
"Why enslave them? Will there still be civil war among wizards? Wait until Muggles find us and wipe us out? We need change, but definitely not the kind of change you're talking about."
Luke sternly reprimanded: "The change you are talking about is just the world you want, it is your own desire! You are just to satisfy your own desire."
"Then what's the difference between you and me! Is the change in your mouth really more righteous than mine?" Voldemort said disdainfully, "You also sacrificed the interests of those in your plan, and then created a change you wanted. It's just the world."
"You too, the most selfish person!"
Harry felt very confused now.Inexplicably, the two people changed from a combat confrontation to a verbal confrontation. For this reason, he even felt that what the two of them said made sense.
He might like that world, but is it really a world that everyone likes?
Harry, who was in a daze, heard Luke's voice the next moment.
"No, it's different," Luke's eyes were unusually firm, "For the glory, so, do the right thing."
"I firmly believe that my path is correct!"
Harry seemed to see a light piercing the fog, while Voldemort continued to sneer.
He still thinks his path is right...
"So, Tom, don't think of any possibility of a reconciliation between us. I said .
"To be honest, you are one of those people I plan to sacrifice..."
"The contradiction between us is irreconcilable."
After Luke finished speaking, a smile appeared on his face.And Voldemort also had a smile on his face.
"Dragon's Fury!"
"Shadow of Death!"
A golden fire dragon with red light on its body rushed up from the ground at Luke's feet, let out an angry roar of metal and iron clashing, and then rushed towards Voldemort.
On Voldemort's side, a pale snake-shaped phantom also let out a silent but soul-stirring roar, and then collided with the fire dragon.
The huge magic snake and the golden fire dragon were in a stalemate for a moment, and then cracks appeared on their bodies, and the pale snake shadow's body was also covered with cracks.
Luke's expression was dignified, and the magic wand in his hand continuously output the magic power to the golden fire dragon, maintaining its shape.On the other side, Voldemort is the same, attacking each other with all his strength.
But the stalemate didn't last long.How can Voldemort, who is half disabled, be compared with Luke who holds the Sorcerer's Stone?
Defeat is inevitable.
The golden dragon roared angrily and rushed in Voldemort's direction.
There was a look of resentment in Voldemort's eyes, but he was powerless and could only watch himself being knocked out by the golden fire dragon.
Luke stood on a piece of gold, his breath was a little heavy, but his condition was still intact.
"you lose."
