Immortals At Hogwarts In Marvel

Luke walked directly to the wooden door under the nervous gaze of a few people.

"I thought these birds would attack us." Ron said nervously.

"Arahho opens-Luke won't open this door." Hermione yanked hard, the door remained motionless.

"Those birds are the key." Harry called suddenly.

"Don't worry about the birds, you wait." Luke blended directly into the door, and the space door appeared next to them again.

Harry felt that the protective measures set up here were of no use to Luke.

It was pitch black in the second room, but they had just stepped in when the room was suddenly brightly lit, illuminating a shocking scene.

They are standing on the edge of a chessboard with huge amounts of-necromancer chess.

"I'm the best at this." Ron just finished excitedly, and the space door next to him appeared again.

Ron:...

Entering the third room, Hermione screamed, "It's a troll."

Before everyone saw the troll, Hermione could judge it based on the smell alone. It can be seen how big the impression the troll gave her before, but this time the troll has fainted on the ground.

"Great, no need to fight the trolls, this is only bigger than before." Harry whispered.

He opened the next door and saw only a table with seven bottles of different shapes.

As soon as the three of them entered, the door was sealed by flames. This flame is unusual, purple. At the same time, a black flame burst from the door leading to the front.

Everyone did not look at the things on the table, but at the same time turned their eyes to Luke.

However, this time he did not directly crack, "Have you found any problems."

"What's the problem?" Harry puzzled.

"Do you want to say that these are the institutions arranged by the professor?" Hermione recalled the rooms just now. "Professor Sprout's devil net, Professor Flitwick's key bird, and Professor McGonagall's shapeshifting technique necromancer chess. , Professor Quirrell’s troll, this is Professor Snape’s potion."

"Yes, but you have overlooked the important point. These are not difficult."

Three people:...

Seeing their expressions, I just didn’t understand, and added: "Devil net, it can be easily solved with fire, you must know Hermione. If it's a bird, it's not difficult to use Harry's flying broomstick. Ron is also good at necromancer chess. Just now it was an ordinary troll, and the potions here can’t bother Hermione. Most importantly, haven’t you noticed any hints on the table? Not many people will put the insurance code on the safe, even if he designed it as one Arithmetic problems, not to mention this problem is not difficult."

Ron didn't quite understand, Harry lost his thoughts, and Hermione thought for a moment and said, "You mean these may not be entirely for theft prevention."

"Is there any place safer than Dumbledore? The Philosopher's Stone can be put in a pocket that has cast the Unmarking Stretching Curse."

"Okay, this is the end of the puzzle solving, Ron, you need to call Professor McGonagall." A space door appeared at Ron's feet and fell into it instantly.

The black flame was not a fierce fire. I didn't know what fire Snape had researched, but it couldn't cause any harm to him and was directly extinguished by Luke.

"The thief is inside, you are ready, especially you Harry, use the teleportation talisman for danger immediately."

Harry nodded.

Several cutting spells floated around.

Ice Armor! Ice protection! The body of Xuanbing! The Ring of Raggardo! There are multiple ice arrows

Hermione was also fully defensive. Seeing her in this state, Luke was slightly relieved, and then disappeared, and there were many big fireballs in the air.

"If you are attacked, you defend yourself with all your strength, and don't care about anyone. Our frontal magic can't fight Voldemort. We attack a wave and retreat if we don't work." Voiced to Hermione.

The three of people entered the last room and saw a very familiar figure, not Snape as Harry expected, let alone Voldemort, but Quirrell.

"Ding! Trigger the task, confront Voldemort, kill, defeat Voldemort, and reward the lottery twice."

"You...Professor Quirrell." Harry looked at him incredulously.

"It's me," he said calmly. "I was thinking just now if I would meet you here, Potter."

"But I thought it was Snape..."

"Snape?" Quirrell sneered with a chilling sneer. "Yeah, Snape looks..."

"Do it!" Luke spoke to the two at the same time.

Whoo~ Whoo~ Roar~

The magic in the air quickly flew towards Quirrell.

Quirrell was already on guard when Harry and Hermione came in, especially seeing the ice bolts and fireballs in the air. He had been in the academy for almost a year, and he fully understood the special spells cast by the little necromancers. Way.

Boom boom boom~

All the magic was ineffective, there was a protective shield around Quirrell, and all the magic was blocked by him.

"I knew you would sneak attack." Quirrell said gloomily.

Seeing that their magical attack had no effect on Quirrell, she told Hermione and Harry to stop, Hermione was ready to defend with all her strength, and Harry was ready to flee.

But Quirrell did not attack, but shouted: "Luke Kirk, are you also right? I know you must be nearby."

"Let me talk to him... I really want to meet the little necromancer who is hailed as Merlin's return." A sharp voice came from Quirrell.

"Master, your physical strength hasn't recovered yet, don't we get the Philosopher's Stone first."

"Idiot, he ran away in a while!"

Voldemort was also unable to prevent Luke's teleportation. In order not to scare Luke away, he did not even cast a spell to attack.

Quirrell raised his hand and took off the scarf on his head. The big scarf fell down, and Quirrell's bare head looked strangely small. Then he slowly turned around on the spot. There was a face, a hideous and terrifying face in the place that was supposed to be the back of Quirrell's head.

"Harry Potter, the matter between us will be dealt with for a while," the face whispered.

"Luke Kirk, come out and meet, I promise you that I won't hurt you."

A figure appeared beside Harry.

"Harry, don't be nervous, do as I say for a while, trust me." voiced to Harry.

"I'm out, what do you want to say?" Luke said casually.

"I know everything about you. I admire your talents, so take refuge in me...otherwise you will die when I am resurrected, as well as your friends, your family..."

"Luke!" Harry shouted.

Luke stopped him with a gesture, "Just what you are now? What do you have worthy of my refuge, and what can you give me?"

"The wise man's choice, don't make unnecessary sacrifices..." Voldemort glanced at Harry with a disdainful look. "I can teach you more powerful magic. I know you like to learn magic. You will be bigger in the field of black magic. Don’t believe Dumbledore’s nonsense, he will only lie."

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