Chapter 75 What Is the Operation of Smearing Your Face with Your Hands?

Watching the two figures disappear into the sea of ​​fire, Ivan opened his mouth to stop them.

Because if they want to go back, they have to pass through those rampaging chess pieces. It is not easy for the four of them to get there, let alone Hermione and Ron alone.

But staying here doesn't mean it's absolutely safe. It would be fine if he and Harry win, but if they lose, they won't be able to escape from Quirrell and Voldemort in this closed space.

"Let's go." Ivan sighed, he should worry about himself first.

Harry nodded solemnly and drank the small bottle of potion, looking as if he was about to die. However, because he was accompanied by Ivan, compared to the original work, Harry was still somewhat confident now.

However, Harry soon discovered that Ivan beside him was mumbling some weird spell. With a tap of the wand, the figure quickly disappeared in front of him.

On the empty platform, except for the tongues of fire rising in all directions, he was the only one left alone.

"Ivan? Are you still there?" Harry suddenly panicked.

"I used the Disillusionment Spell, and the effect is similar to your invisibility cloak. I'm right next to you now." Ivan's voice rang in his ears.

Harry calmed down a little. Although he felt inexplicably weak because he couldn't see Ivan, Harry did not let Ivan exit this state and accompanied him in.

In this way, they can have a better chance of winning.

Even if he would be used as bait in this case, Harry had no problem with it, because in his opinion, Ivan was different from him. He did not have to face the Dark Lord's responsibilities and obligations, but was instead involved by him.

Before stepping into the black flames, Ivan seemed to have thought of something and spoke again.

"After you go in, no matter what you see, don't panic too much, and don't start a conflict immediately. Find a way to get close to Quirrell or Voldemort, and then restrict his movements, grab his hand, or use your hands to seal his It doesn’t matter if it’s your face, it’s best not to give Quirrell a chance to pull out his wand.”

Harry was confused. He knew how to restrict movement, but what about using his hands to cover his face?

Block your view?

Harry couldn't understand, but he agreed directly. He would not be like some old-fashioned wizards who felt that fighting without magic would undermine the status of a wizard.

Anyway, it's over.

Ivan was also a little relieved. As long as Voldemort still wanted to get the Sorcerer's Stone, he probably wouldn't attack Harry immediately. Once Harry got in, they would definitely win.

"Redeem experience card" Ivan opened his mouth and muttered silently.

[Ding, it has been redeemed and 100 academic points will be deducted.]

As the beep sounded, Ivan's brain speed increased rapidly, and his various senses seemed to be much more sensitive.

The opponent was Voldemort, and Ivan didn't dare to relax at all, so he tried his best to raise his state to the limit.

Taking a few steps forward and stepping into the envelope of black flames, hot tongues of flames rushed towards my face. This strange flame still maintained an extremely high temperature without any attachments.

Fortunately, the fire retardant agent worked well. A thin curtain of water automatically appeared around the body, blocking the flames and high temperature.

Further forward, there is a large room with twelve huge support columns around it. In the middle is a huge mirror, with a wizard wearing a black robe and a hood covering himself tightly. He was standing in front of the mirror with his back to them.

Perhaps hearing the movement behind him, the figure in black robe gradually turned around. Harry's eyes widened, and a chill rushed from the soles of his feet to his head.

Ivan almost couldn't hold on to the Disillusionment Curse.

What kind of face is that?

His face was covered with pits and burn marks from the fire. There was not a single piece of good skin from top to bottom, and the white bones on his forehead were clearly visible.

The two eyes have lost the protection of their eyelids and are directly exposed. The weirdest thing is that this burnt face seems to be overlapped with another illusory snake face. The only way to describe it is weird.

Ivan swallowed hard. Although he had already guessed that Quirrell and Voldemort would not be unscathed by him and Norbert's attack, he did not expect that Quirrell was actually injured so seriously and in this way. Still alive

"Harry...Potter!" A low and hoarse voice came from Quirrell's burnt mouth, and the voice was mixed with anger, surprise, and surprise.

"Are you Quirrell? Or Voldemort? How did your body become like this?" Although Harry was extremely frightened, he quickly calmed down and followed Ivan's previous prompts, approaching Voldemort step by step. .

"You ask me why?" Voldemort's already fluctuating mood became even more angry.

He's not that good-for-nothing Quirrell!

After wasting so much effort to deal with a unicorn, he didn't drink enough blood and was hit by a fire dragon that flew out of nowhere.

Originally, the attack was barely blocked by his forceful attack, but the fall was enough. But the key is that before he could recover, the hiding place was ignited with a large-scale fire spell, which was also mixed with A few hot dragon breaths!

Quirrell, this idiot, was so weak that he was knocked unconscious, so that the wand was temporarily released. If he hadn't taken over full control of the body, forced a wave of wandless spells, and recovered the wand to escape in time, this would The body has long been roasted into charcoal.

What made him even more angry was that he never saw what the attacker looked like, and dared to use fire spells on a large scale in a place like the Forbidden Forest, even if such a crazy wizard in his Death Eater army Not much.

Voldemort had completely lost his patience with Quirrell. After roughly repairing the broken body with black magic, he suppressed Quirrell's own consciousness.

Although this state cannot last for a few days, as long as he can successfully get the magic stone, he will get back everything he lost!

Now that the key to breaking through Dumbledore's magic was right in front of his eyes, Voldemort could no longer suppress the excitement in his heart.

Harry had already closed his mouth at this time. He already knew that the person in front of him was probably not Quirrell, but Voldemort. Although he was scared, he still shook his legs and slowly approached the other person according to the original plan.

"Yes, come here, it's such a surprising meeting." Voldemort looked at Harry with eager eyes, but his voice changed midway, as if he sensed something, and his face darkened.

"But before that, it's better to clean up any bed bugs that have sneaked in."

Harry's expression changed, and when Ivan heard this, he rushed towards the stone pillar shelter on the side.

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