Chapter 63 Head-stealing

At this moment, even Hermione, who had always refused to admit defeat, had to admit that in terms of potions alone, she was indeed not as good as Sean.

Harry took the small bottle, looked at the potion inside and the potion in Sean's hand, and said to Hermione: "Hermione, Sean and I will go over and try to find a way to prevent the person inside from getting the Sorcerer's Stone. You pass

Purple Flame goes back and informs Professor McGonagall and Professor Dumbledore of the situation here, especially Professor Dumbledore. Be sure to write him a letter with an owl and tell him what is going on here."

Hermione looked at the fireproof potion in the hands of Harry and Sean. It was probably only enough for two people, and both Sean and Harry were quite strong, at least better than her, especially Sean, who had been in Slater before.

Hermione knew very well about the Lin Duel, and she knew very well that she could not replace them.

"Okay, I will send the message as soon as possible. You two, you must be careful."

Hermione picked up the bottle containing the tranquilizer and drank the potion inside. Without saying a word, she turned around and rushed into the purple flames of the entrance door, disappearing in front of Sean and Harry.

At this time, Harry glanced at Sean and said, "Sean, let's go in."

"good!"

The two people drank the fire-proof potion in their hands and walked directly into the black flames in front of them.

Stepping out of the black flames, Sean's vision instantly recovered. However, before Sean could see the situation clearly, he saw a green light blooming in front of him, and then he heard Harry's angry and sad screams.

Soon Sean lost consciousness.

Click, click, click...

Click, click, click...

Ding……

Just like being awakened by an alarm clock during a deep sleep, Sean opened his eyes suddenly. The next second, he restrained his desire to get up from the ground. He carefully suppressed the intensity of his breathing, squinted his eyes, and observed

The situation at this time.

At this time, Sean also realized what had just happened. After he and Harry had just passed through the flames, the two-faced monster Quirrell who had been waiting here directly used the killing curse on himself, the unexpected person, and then

Tell Harry everything about his conspiracy and plan.

I don't know what's wrong with these Death Eaters. Whenever they see someone next to Harry, they just start chewing on them. They treat Cedric like this, and they treat themselves the same way. They don't blame Harry for not having a nose.

The abnormal possessiveness has obviously spread to his servants.

At this time, Harry was being brought to the Mirror of Erised by Quirrell, and Voldemort on the back of Quirrell's head was also asking Harry for the Sorcerer's Stone that had fallen into his pocket. At this time, Voldemort still had a nose.

version, his condition was obviously bad to a certain extent, and he was concentrating on watching Harry, so he didn't notice at all that the boy who was supposed to be killed by Quirrell's death curse did not die.

!

A pure white pocket watch is indeed a good thing.

What I need now is to wait for the opportunity!

Sean lay quietly on the ground, watching Quirrell ask Harry for the Philosopher's Stone, watching Quirrell reach out to grab Harry's neck because Harry didn't cooperate, watching Harry being parasitized by Voldemort because of the magic in Harry's body.

Quirrell, when his body touched Harry, the part he touched turned into ashes as if it was burned.

Seeing that Quirrell's right hand was completely reduced to ashes, and seeing Harry's eagerness to rush forward and slap Quirrell in the face, Sean knew that his chance to steal someone's head had come!

Without any hesitation, Sean's talent and power of trolls fully exploded. With a bang, Sean jumped up from the ground, came between Quirrell and Harry at extremely fast speed, and reached out to grab Qi Luo.

With his still intact left hand, Luo suddenly broke off his left arm, then raised a punch and hit Quirrell hard in the face.

With one punch, Quirrell's nose was directly blown out, the flesh and blood and facial features were blurred together, and Voldemort behind his head also let out a harsh cry of pain.

"It's you, it's you during Quidditch!"

Sean understood Quirrell's vague words, but he had no intention of giving Quirrell a chance. This guy was parasitized by Voldemort, and there was no guarantee that his body would not be controlled by Voldemort. You must know that Voldemort's strength is not just talk, even if Qi Luo

Luo's hands were disabled, and Voldemort must be good at abilities such as casting spells without a wand.

So Sean slashed Quirrell's throat with a sharp knife in the next second. It would be best if he could kill him at once. If he couldn't kill him, his ability to speak would be destroyed.

Just as Sean expected, Quirrell was slashed in the throat by Sean and almost choked his breath. However, with the support of Voldemort, Quirrell did not die immediately, but he could not speak smoothly.

"Qi Luo, give me control of your body!"

Following Voldemort's order, Sean immediately felt a bone-deep chill rising from the bottom of his heart, as if he was being stared at by a venomous snake.

Gritting his teeth, Sean once again swung his fist at Quirrell, or Voldemort. At this moment, Sean knew very well that his half-hearted magic was definitely not as useful as a fist!

In a magic competition with Voldemort, even if his hands were disabled and he didn't have a wand, Sean would still not be his opponent. It would not be as effective as a powerful punch from close quarters.

The fist was thrown out, and just as it was about to land on Quirrell's chest, an invisible force suddenly acted on Sean's body, directly flying Sean away, and hit the wall behind him hard.

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The troll's thornskin gave Sean good defense, and thanks to this talent, Sean just screamed in pain, then got up from the ground again and rushed towards Voldemort.

"With this physical strength, do you have the blood of any magical creature?"

As he spoke, Voldemort on the back of Quirrell's head suddenly opened his mouth and spit out a large amount of black smoke. The black smoke quickly turned into black snakes, which, under Voldemort's control, bit and entangled towards Sean.

What kind of magic is this?

A combination of summoning spells and transfiguration?

With this thought, Sean pulled out his wand, cast the Iron Armor Curse to resist, and rushed towards Voldemort.

However, with the help of these black smoke snakes, Voldemort was extremely calm and able to avoid Sean's pursuit while surrounded by black smoke.

At this time, Harry wanted to come up to help, but in the end, it was just a black smoke snake that flew him away, making him unable to get close at all.

Seeing Voldemort who was unable to catch up, Sean gritted his teeth, waved his wand, and exploded a black smoke snake. Then he shouted in the direction of the passage entering here: "The huge cross sword is coming!"

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