Chapter 512 The Last Lesson

Li Zhuoguang stood in front of the mirror and saw himself in the mirror taking out the magic stone. He threw it casually and the magic stone flew out of the mirror. Li Zhuoguang caught it smoothly.

Li Zhuoguang looked at the magic stone in his hand and felt that it was just an ordinary red gem. He didn't even sense any energy in it.

"Professor, is there any magic you haven't taught me yet?"

Voldemort, who was standing behind Li Zhuoguang, did not answer.

So Li Zhuoguang threw the magic stone into his gourd, avoiding the Avada Kedavra that came from behind. For Li Zhuoguang, as long as there is magic that cannot be locked during flight, it is almost impossible to hit him.

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Li Zhuoguang turned around calmly and saw Quirrell's painful and ferocious look, and asked casually: "Professor, are you having diarrhea?"

Quirrell shouted at Li Zhuoguang: "There is a dark wizard hiding here. He is controlling me with the Imperius Curse. I...I can't hold on for long. Let's go! Go to Hogsmeade and wait for me. The school is not safe anymore." ”

Li Zhuoguang just folded his hands and watched Quirrell's performance: "There are indeed dark wizards here, but there are only three of them. I will count one, you will count one, and of course Professor Voldemort must also count one."

Quirrell stopped performing and looked at Li Zhuoguang: "When did you know about it?"

"Do you still remember the day Harry and I were taken to the Leaky Cauldron by Hagrid? It was that day that I found out. Didn't you notice? When you were in charge, I called you Professor Quirrell. When your master was in charge, I I usually just call him professor.”

"This is impossible!"

"You just think you are hiding it well, but for some people with sensitive spiritual senses, two souls share the body in a rough way, just like seeing two people wearing the same pair of pants. It's awkward, conspicuous, And a little disgusting.”

"you!!!"

"Let me talk to him." Another voice came from behind Chilo. Hearing this voice, Chilo immediately showed a fearful expression, tremblingly untied his turban, and turned his back to Li Zhuoguang.

"I'm afraid this is our first face-to-face conversation, Professor Voldemort."

Voldemort looked at Li Zhuoguang meaningfully: "Since you already know my identity, why do you still want to learn black magic from me?"

Li Zhuoguang shrugged: "I came to Hogwarts just to learn something. Who should I learn from? Anyway, Hogwarts doesn't offer dark magic classes, so you can't blame me for finding a way to learn it on my own."

"Your thoughts are deeper than those of ordinary wizards. Why don't you just stay with me..."

Li Zhuoguang interrupted Voldemort: "Professor Voldemort, you haven't answered me yet. Is there any magic you haven't taught me yet?"

Voldemort did not want to be an enemy of Li Zhuoguang, and the Philosopher's Stone was still in his hands, so even when he was interrupted by Li Zhuoguang, he said patiently: "I have taught you the basics, but there are many experiences and skills, it is not a simple teaching. It can be taught.”

Li Zhuoguang nodded, understanding, he was preparing to trap him.

He touched the gourd and took out the wand instead of the magic stone: "Professor Voldemort, instead of just talking, let's teach by words and deeds. This is probably our last lesson."

"I can leave right now..." Before Voldemort could finish his words, he was controlled by Li Zhuoguang's silent soul-stealing technique. This kind of idiot, who not only plays with the soul, but also takes advantage of his own soul, has the least resistance to spiritual skills.

You say so, Orochimaru.

Moreover, Voldemort is now using Quirrell's body, and his strength has weakened a lot.

"Professor Voldemort should know the etiquette of dueling, right? The first thing is to bow."

After being hit by Li Zhuoguang's soul-stealing technique, Voldemort bowed to Li Zhuoguang uncontrollably. But Li Zhuoguang remained motionless: "I slept in the wrong posture yesterday, and I have some back pain today, so I won't bow. Let's get started directly."

Voldemort never thought about fighting Li Zhuoguang head-on. He just used the transformation technique to create many obstacles, blocking Li Zhuoguang's sight, and then prepared to escape.

But Li Zhuoguang also waved his magic wand, summoning the fierce fire to form a large circle and surround the entire room. Voldemort tried to extinguish the fierce fire, but with Li Zhuoguang's continuous injection of magic power, the fierce fire grew stronger and stronger, and there was no possibility of extinguishing it.

With no choice, Voldemort could only turn around and face Li Zhuoguang.

It was said that they were facing each other, but they were just dodging in panic under the pouring out of Li Zhuoguang's curse. Occasionally, he was able to take a chance and strike back, but he was easily dodged by Li Zhuoguang's teleportation speed.

Putting aside what happened to Voldemort, Quirrell, as his host, turned increasingly pale. He was not the best among wizards, and in order to keep Voldemort alive, he drank the blood of unicorns.

Although Voldemort can still rely on his superb spell-casting skills and extraordinary combat experience, he can survive Li Zhuoguang's attack. But Quirrell was dying.

His body was already in dilapidated state due to many reasons. Coupled with Voldemort's high-intensity spell casting, he only felt that his physical strength was losing crazily, and his internal organs seemed to have ants crawling in and climbing on his internal organs.

He wanted to ask his master for mercy, but he didn't even have the strength to speak now.

Of course Voldemort could sense Quirrell's physical condition, but he didn't dare to stop at all. Others cast spells one after another, but Li Zhuoguang preferred to cover with fire.

Whenever Voldemort hesitates even a little bit, he will be blown to pieces by Li Zhuoguang's curse in the next moment. He will need to use a vacuum cleaner to collect the corpse.

Voldemort shot another death curse at Li Zhuoguang, but found that the power of this death curse was substandard, and it was estimated that even if it hit, it would not kill anyone. At this time, he felt waves of weakness coming from his body, and he knew that Quirrell's body could no longer support him in fighting.

He rolled again to avoid Li Zhuoguang's firepower, and quickly begged for mercy: "I am still useful, I can join your army. As long as you are willing to resurrect me, I can make an unbreakable oath with you and your family."

Li Zhuoguang didn't reply. He just raised his hand and cut off Voldemort's left hand with a powerful divine blade: "Professor, there's no point in pretending to surrender."

Voldemort struggled to stop the bleeding from his severed hand and defended himself: "I didn't pretend to surrender."

Li Zhuoguang raised his hand a little more, and Voldemort's left leg disappeared, and he fell to the ground: "I don't believe it."

Voldemort desperately threw the wand at Li Zhuoguang: "Now I don't have a wand in my hand..."

"Professor Voldemort, I specifically cut off your hand that is not holding the wand. I am so disappointed that you did this." Li Zhuoguang waved his hand, and the wand returned to Voldemort's hand.

Voldemort wanted to throw it away, but found that the wand was firmly stuck in his palm and could not put it down at all. Voldemort lay on the ground, feeling the life flowing out of his body: "I give up, you go ahead."

Li Zhuoguang put away his wand and walked to Voldemort: "Professor, after all you have taught me so much, I have to give you a chance."

With that said, Li Zhuoguang turned his back to Voldemort: "Don't say I won't give you a chance, Professor."

Seeing this, Voldemort raised his wand with difficulty. A pale green light lit up at the end of the wand, but he had no strength to activate the spell.

Bang! Li Zhuoguang in front of Voldemort turned into a streak of smoke and disappeared.

The real Li Zhuoguang lifted the illusion spell and walked out of the corner: "Professor, it seems you really have nothing to teach me. I hope you can bring me more surprises next time I see you."

Voldemort looked at Li Zhuoguang in shock: "You know something..."

Li Zhuoguang waved his hand, and the two-faced heads of Voldemort and Quirrell rolled to the ground. A puff of black smoke came out, but Li Zhuoguang took it away casually.

At this time, Li Zhuoguang looked towards the exit: "After watching the show for so long, it's time to come out, right?"