Harry Potter's Catastrophe

"Kill him!" A hoarse and cold voice rang out, coming from Quirrell, but his lips did not move.

"Potter, you are not so lucky today!" Quirrell smiled evilly.

Seeing that the situation was not going well, Harry started to touch himself, no, he was looking for something. Carney also began to use his brain to think of the easiest way to solve the problem. He opened his magic eye and looked around. Is Dumbledore here?

"Are you looking for this?" Quirrell revealed the five fairy wands in his hand. Obviously, the wand Harry was looking for was in Quirrell's hand.

"Fuck!" Carney moved and found that the wand in his sleeve was also missing. Ron and Hermione had noticed that the wand was in Quirrell's hands, and they were all thinking mindlessly, but they couldn't let Quirrell suddenly have an idea. One moment, destroying the wand.

The other people's wands don't matter, it's mainly his, and by the way, Harry's. Harry's wand is the brother of Voldemort's, so it would be a pity if it were lost here.

Carney's luck and spiritual power are concentrated on his legs and fists, ready to attack Quirrell at any time, and he can break free from the ropes on his body with a little force.

"Suffer death!" Quirrell's wand shot out a beam of light and attacked Harry. Harry was not stupid, he spun, jumped and rolled to avoid it.

"biubiubiubiu!" Quirrell shot out several more colorful rays of light.

At this moment, Kani suddenly rose from the ground, his shoulders shook and the rope broke apart. Without losing momentum, he stepped forward and raised his unicorn arm to punch!

Quirrell was concentrating on hugging Harry. From the corner of his eye, he saw Carney standing up and breaking free from the rope. The corners of his mouth raised slightly, "Haha!"

A white shield suddenly appeared in front of Quirrell, it was the Iron Armor Curse.

"boom!"

The shield was shattered easily. Kani's fist as big as a steamed bun passed through the shield. The strong wind from his fist landed on Quirrell's stomach with all his fists. A pit as big as a watermelon was sunk into Quirrell's belly, and Quirrell's lower back bulged. Come out with a bag as big as a watermelon.

This is almost as exaggerated as the protagonist in the anti-Japanese drama who punches a hole in the Japanese's stomach. Qi Luo Mao Thief, do you want to know about Qilin Arm?

Then Quirrell hit the wall with lightning speed, and then fell down, leaving a huge impression on the wall and causing serious injuries. The cracked area of ​​​​the wall was three square meters, and the cracks on Quirrell's hands were The wands were already scattered on the ground.

Carney took advantage of the victory, and the spiritual power in his legs exploded. He hit the back of Quirrell's head with a Scud kick and shot a powerful shot. Carney kicked his whole head and flew out, hitting the wall hard, leaving behind An indelible mark, the blood spattered from the neck left a strong mark on the wall.

"Woooooooo!" The tied people looked extremely happy, with their wide eyes filled with joy. Even though they were tied up like insects and their mouths were blocked, they couldn't stop their cheers.

Especially Neville, he was so excited that he passed away!

"Ah~" Harry came out of his daze and looked at the head at his feet, screaming and sitting on the ground. Quirrell's purple turban also flew out, revealing a crooked and ugly face on the back of his head. I have to say that this person is really tough and thick-skinned.

"I'll let you biubiubiu!" Carney picked up the wand and had time to remove the cloth from his mouth. Fortunately, he was conceited and thought that a shield could block his unicorn arm. Carney watched Chilo's face change from a disdainful smile to a big meal, then disbelief, and finally calm.

"He,,,, there's a face behind him!" Harry stood up tremblingly and said to the head.

"That is Voldemort, he will probably get up soon!" Carney raised his wand and prepared to point it at the head, although he had no way to deal with the soul now!

Harry was untying Ron and the others, holding back his fear and looking at that terrifying face a few more times. "Did he speak in that voice before?"

"Ugh~"

"Ugh~"

Ron, Hermione and Neville untied the ropes and took off the cloth from their mouths and then started vomiting, and the situation got out of hand.

"By the way, the Philosopher's Stone!" Harry hadn't forgotten this yet, and he was going to look for the broken neck and bleeding body under Hagrid's coat.

"Don't go yet, it may still be dangerous!" Carney stopped Harry, looking at his head and body for a while, waiting for Voldemort to break out.

Ten minutes passed.

Carney's arm holding the wand had already changed a few positions, and Harry had regained his breath. The few times he had dodged the biubiu just now were too thrilling.

Is it so cold? Carney was too lazy to wait any longer, so he added a shield to himself and ran to his body to find the magic stone. Weighing the blood-red stone in my hand, I felt that it might be that simple!

"Thank God you're okay! You're okay!"

It was the voice of an old man, and the voice was very familiar.

"Headmaster Dumbledore!" Hermione shouted happily.

An old man with a white beard suddenly appeared in the room. He waved his wand and isolated Quirrell's body and head with a white mask. .

"Principal Dumbledore, it's Quirrell and the mysterious man who want to steal..." Harry and the others hurried over, but were interrupted by Dumbledore before he could finish his words.

"I know everything. The most important thing now is to rest." Dumbledore said with a kind smile. His words seemed to have magic power. Harry and the others suddenly felt like sleeping, and then they fell asleep.

"When did you arrive?" Carney was fine and seemed to have something he couldn't tell Harry and the others.

"Things are a bit troublesome now." Dumbledore did not answer Carney's question, but disposed of Quirrell's body and burned the body with a ball of fire.

"Really dead?" Carney was a little unsure. Could it be that he was beaten to death with just one punch and one kick?

"Yes."

"Then you have been wearing the invisibility cloak in this room!" No wonder, Carney has always looked around with his magic eyes, fearing that Voldemort would suddenly pounce out, but when Dumbledore appeared, there was no sound of snapping. .

"...Do you want to remember the mirror or the Sorcerer's Stone?" Dumbledore smiled with a meaningful smile.

"Guess!" Carney put the hand holding the magic stone into his pocket...

They lived a relaxed life in the next few days, but neither Hermione nor Ron would forget the horror manager that night. Neville was hospitalized for a day because of excessive fright, and Harry seemed particularly happy. , I don’t know what Dumbledore talked about with him.

Anyway, he got the Sorcerer's Stone. Although he didn't know whether it was genuine or not, this thing was mysterious and mysterious, but Harry and the others couldn't see it. The Sorcerer's Stone had been destroyed after he had confessed to Dumbledore. Now I can only put it in my luggage, and I can't let Xiao Hei see it.

Tonight is the mid-year banquet, the last dinner for seventh-grade students to graduate. There is no distinction between winter and summer vacations here. They are held together for one semester every year. Every first-year meal is for the admission of new students.

Carney and Neville came to the restaurant, followed by the trio. Ever since the three of them witnessed the KO of Quirrell that night, they no longer dared to be on the same level with him, especially since Harry had learned from Dumbledore. I didn't know what I heard there after I shared it with Ron and Hermione.

However, they followed Carney's example and meditated on the bed at night, but they basically fell asleep on the bed in the middle of the night.

Neville had forgotten about that. His memory only stopped at the time when Carney punched Quirrell, and nothing happened after that, so he and Carney walked out of the dormitory while talking and laughing under the admiring eyes of Harry and the others. to the restaurant.