Hogwarts: The Path of the Magus

"It's you!Gaunt!".

Quirrell looked at Alwyn in horror, he didn't realize that Harry wasn't the only one who ended up in this room.

There's such a handsome-stirring stick as Elwin.

Obviously, I drank the right potion to the point where it was only enough for one person!

Oh, this man has a phoenix, that's fine.

"Fool! Turn your head away!".

Quirrell's body suddenly appeared with another voice, startling Harry.

"Yes, dear master. "

Quirrell replied respectfully, then turned around and slowly untied his scarf, revealing a terrifying small head.

It was as if Harry had been targeted by a terrible monster, and he wanted to scream loudly, but he couldn't make a sound.

Even Alvin next to him was disgusted. It wasn't the back of Quirrell's head, but a chalk-like, death-white face with two horrible red eyes.

Most importantly, he has no nostrils.

Alvin had known that Voldemort was on the back of Quirrell's head, but he didn't expect it to be a hundred times uglier than in the movies.

"Harry Potter. "

"Look at what I've become. The face said

"I even need to borrow other people's bodies, but there are always people who are willing to let me into their hearts and minds. "

The face slowly turned to Alwyn again.

"Alvin Gaunt. After all, I'm still your elder. "

"My mother, also of the Gaunt family, I know your talent, surrender to me, you will be my right-hand man!".

Alvin was amused when he heard this.

"Baoyou.... No, Voldemort, I don't want to say that, I'm an excellent student of Hogwarts in all aspects of the intellect, physical, aesthetic, and labor industries!".

Voldemort thought that Alwyn was afraid of Dumbledore and continued to speak.

"You don't have to worry, Dumbledore's old immortal..."

"Boom!".

A burst of fireball blasted at Voldemort from in front of Alvin.

Alvin didn't bother to listen to Voldemort's nonsense, and directly fired a fireball technique to directly paste his face.

Voldemort didn't expect the little wizard in front of him to be so disrespectful of martial arts, and he didn't react for a while. By the time he came to his senses, the fireball was about to hit him.

In desperation, Voldemort had to dodge the attack with a very embarrassed roll.

"Is this the Dark Lord?".

Alvin sneered mercilessly, but what he did in his hand was not slow at all, and he waved his wand.

The three spells are finished in the glyph like Voldemort.

This time, Voldemort was not careless, and directly released three spells to accurately hit Alwin's three attacks.

"Do you really think that I couldn't beat you last time in the Forbidden Forest!".

Voldemort opened his mouth and roared, he was just careless last time, he didn't expect this junior of his own to have such strong magical power. Able to defeat his own Avada Curse head-on.

"Harry, go to the Mirror of Eris and get the Philosopher's Stone. I'll deal with him!".

Alwyn ignored Voldemort's roar and commanded Harry.

Harry heard this and hurried to the Mirror of Eris.

Voldemort didn't stop either, after all, his plan was also to get the Philosopher's Stone through Harry Potter.

"Shadowless!".

Two invisible blades of air, attacking Voldemort, are very hidden.

Voldemort, with his keen sense, managed to dodge only one.

But another attack did hit him in the thigh.

"Ahh

A scream came from Professor Quirrell's mouth behind him, probably because the body wasn't Voldemort's, and he didn't feel anything.

It's just that Quirrell is a tool man.

"Damn!".

Voldemort summoned a cloud of black mist, and the injuries on the repairer's body, although not painful, also affected the movement of the body.

Voldemort felt that the Elwin in front of him was outrageous, and from the few encounters just now, Voldemort clearly felt that Elwin's spell was much more powerful, and he could release it as he wanted.

It can't go on like this, Voldemort is secretly anxious, he can't tell when Dumbledore will come.

"My servant, Quirrell, give me everything you have!"

After saying that, regardless of Quirrell's objections, the black mist he summoned filled his body, and Quirrell let out a scream.

Alwyn frowned, although Voldemort was not in his heyday now, there were indeed a lot of crooked ways.

He had seen the introduction of this kind of magic from the forbidden book area, which directly squeezed the life force of the wizard, and burst out in a short period of time with magic power far beyond the norm.

is similar to the Heavenly Demon Disintegration Dafa in fantasy novels.

Sure enough, at the tip of Voldemort's wand, wisps of fiery red flames appeared, and the demonic aura swirled, falling to the ground and expanding wildly. A flame python was formed.

The Flame Python crawled towards Alwin.

At this time, Fury above Alwin's head let out a long roar, and with a golden phoenix flame, he met the fierce fire python.

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