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Chapter 98 The God of Fire Arrives

Darkness enveloped Voldemort, and his heart was as cold as the night.

The familiar pain struck again, and the pores that had not been thoroughly cleaned were once again full of life.

Although the hat was still on Voldemort's face, that is, on the back of Quirrell's head, Rigg could already see a head of bright hair squeezed out of the hat.

This amount of hair is even more than Hermione's long curly hair, which is famous for its thick and lush hair. Just seeing this effect, Rigg can imagine how popular the biting hat will be in the future.

It hurts, it hurts so much.

The endless pain once again tempered Voldemort's will, and now he just wanted to get out and let others feel the pain.

From the itchiness of long hair to the pain of irritation from the wound on the top of the head, and finally the pain and numbness due to the hair growing in the wrong place.

At the beginning, Voldemort could still hold up Quirrell's wand and try to attack everyone present.

Of course, he couldn't successfully cast a single spell.

After a few seconds of buckling, Voldemort, who thought he had an iron will, trembled, knelt down in pain, and let out a wailing sound that was not like a human voice.

"Ah↑ah↓ah——————"

Harry took the opportunity to take out the Sorcerer's Stone. He just glanced at it briefly and handed it to Hermione behind him.

Hermione, who was still under the Invisibility Cloak, was startled by Harry's actions and quickly put the Philosopher's Stone into the safest little pocket on the inside of her wizard's robe.

Although this was a tactic they had discussed in advance, Harry took out the Sorcerer's Stone without even discussing it, and Hermione was almost frightened by him.

What if Quirrell or Voldemort sees it?

Hermione looked up and saw Voldemort kneeling on the ground, tightly held by his hat, and Quirrell was even worse.

He is just a very ordinary adult wizard who has not experienced any painful tests.

Being hit so hard by Ron that his brains almost came out, Quirrell's brain was overloaded and he stopped thinking completely.

Quirrell: Poor, even the weak can't eat it.

Only when the biting cap was put on did he realize that the pain had just begun.

In just a few seconds, Quirrell deeply felt what it was like to feel pain that penetrated into the bone marrow.

The biting cap cannot be pulled off, and the wound on the top of the head cannot be treated even if it is tried. Failure to treat the wound will cause double the pain...

Chilo burst into tears, and the tears obscured his vision, making it impossible to see anything.

Hermione: That's okay.

Ron, who originally crawled away, saw that Quirrell seemed to have lost his fighting ability, so he ran back cautiously, picked up the sword, and slashed at Quirrell's face and neck.

But this time, the long sword, which was originally not strong enough, lost the good effect it had during the first attack.

"Bang! Bang! Bang..."

Quirrell was beaten until he kept covering his face with his hands. His face was covered in bruises, his eyes quickly swelled, and his whole face swelled like a pig's head.

After Harry said goodbye to Hermione, he rushed up, grabbed Quirrell's wand and pulled it out.

"Crack!"

The wand was pulled out and flew out, drawing a smooth curve. It even stayed in the air and floated for a moment, and finally fell to the ground in the distance.

Voldemort was still struggling in the pain of biting his hat. Quirrell, who was weak and in pain, was beaten so hard by Harry and Ron that he couldn't even open his eyes, let alone pick up his wand.

Hermione, who was paying attention to the battle, ran over and broke Quirrell's wand with a snap.

Her movements were crisp and ruthless. When Quirrell heard the voice, his heart almost broke.

Harry and Ron were struggling with Quirrell, while Rigg was brewing magic.

What could be more suitable to end the battle than the blazing flames that have been proven to be effective against Voldemort's attacks?

Even Ron, who was most indifferent to the fluctuations of magic power, felt that something disturbing was brewing in the venue, and the source was Rigg, whose blond hair was also floating.

This time the flames were blazing more powerful than the first time.

As early as when discussing the battle plan, Rigg decided to devote all his efforts to completing the most powerful black magic he had mastered.

Ron and Harry are responsible for the early entanglement. If Hermione gets the Sorcerer's Stone, she must keep moving to avoid being locked by Voldemort.

So Hermione has not appeared directly in this battle, but she has been using all the spells she knows to help Harry and Ron.

Quirrell felt for a moment that his front teeth were extending to the point where his mouth could not be closed. Because of the front teeth, he could not even speak; for a while, it felt as if he had been stung by a bee, and his face, which was swollen and painful from physical beatings, became extremely red and swollen...

The bluebell-like flames that Harry and the others had seen were surrounding and burning Quirrell's hands to prevent Quirrell from hurting Harry and Ron, who were attacking at close range.

Harry took the opportunity to press the scarf with the Fire Charm on Quirrell's face.

Immediately afterwards, Harry, who was pressing his hands on Quirrell's face, felt a sharp pain in the scar on his forehead, and he felt as if his head was going to split in two.

Harry immediately let go of his hand, staggered back a few steps, and shouted in pain.

Ron quickly put down his sword. He ran over in horror to support Harry who was half kneeling and asked: "Harry, Harry, can you hear me? What's wrong with you?"

Quirrell tried his best to catch Harry despite being burned by Hermione's flames, but as soon as he grabbed Harry's hands on his face, he let go in pain.

Harry, who was far away from Quirrell, suddenly felt his forehead no longer hurt.

He looked around blankly, and Ron signaled that he was okay, and the two of them looked for Quirrell together.

Quirrell was seen arching his body in pain, and blisters appeared on his fingers one by one.

This was no ordinary blister, it contained some kind of magic spell that could damage and attack his soul and body.

At this point, the biting hat's trick time is over.

Voldemort finally broke free from the biting cap and immediately took control of Quirrell's body. He allowed Quirrell's side to be attacked by Harry and Ron.

Quirrell was once again robbed of his body's vitality by Voldemort and fell into a coma.

Voldemort was about to use magic with his wand to cut off the hair on his face, when he found that Quirrell's hand was empty.

His wand is gone.

"What a waste!" Voldemort roared angrily.

Harry looked at his fingers blankly. He had a guess, but he wasn't sure if it was right.

Harry tried to take off the scarf on his hand and quietly walked towards Voldemort, who was standing with his back to him.

Voldemort, who broke free, didn't care about the attacks of these young wizards. He felt the fluctuation of magic power in the air.

I just secretly hate that Quirrell, that good-for-nothing, used black magic, and even after consuming so much magic power, he didn't kill all the little wizards.

Voldemort, who had completely lost his vision, guessed that only Harry Potter might be alive at this moment.

Voldemort raised his hand and used a spell that seemed to have countless knives flying around to remove the black hair from his face.

But this was an offensive spell, and Voldemort's crude method of using it cut off several layers of flesh and skin on his face, and drops of blood flowed from his face.

The nostrils, which originally had only two gaps, became flatter.

He opened his eyes and looked in front of him.

After finishing brewing, Rigg looked at Voldemort, and behind him was the light of the sky.

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Unexpectedly... Because I wanted to describe Hermione and the others, they also participated in the battle and did not have anything to do. Actually, I haven't finished defeating Voldemort today. I continue to code and finish this chapter while I still have the feeling. Tomorrow at 12 noon

See you there!

I originally said that I would finish the fight today and take a day off tomorrow to rest. It seems that it can only be done the day after tomorrow.

55555 Niu Ma Coder, I have been serializing from 20 days before I started the book to 47 days today, a total of 67 days. I am coding every day, and I feel like I am going to be hollowed out.

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