Just a Defense Against the Dark Arts Professor

Harry felt like he was having a very long dream.

It was dark all around, and he couldn't see anything. He could only feel the lightning-shaped scar on his forehead that was shockingly hot.

He covered his head, knelt on the ground and groaned for a long time before he came to his senses and realized that he was in a bad situation.

Even though his reaction was slow, Harry felt strong uneasiness in his heart.

He began to shout for help into the darkness around him. The space here seemed to be very open. His voice spread far and wide, but he did not receive any response.

After feeling that he was the only one in the darkness, Harry hurriedly pointed in one direction and walked forward.

He couldn't feel the passage of time at all, and he didn't know how long he had been walking, but it seemed that he would never be able to get out of this darkness.

Just when Harry was extremely tired and sitting on the ground in despair, a figure in a green robe suddenly appeared in front of him silently.

Harry raised his head and saw a handsome face.

This is a middle-aged wizard.

He stood tall and straight, and his charming face showed a very cold smile.

Although he had never seen this face anywhere, Harry actually saw him when he was young three years ago.

The person who appeared in front of him was none other than Voldemort, the Dark Lord who was reported to have been killed by Professor Forrester only half a day ago.

Harry didn't know what went wrong in the middle that made the dead Voldemort alive and well and captured him in this hellish place.

After he saw Voldemort's face, he subconsciously swallowed nervously and took two steps back.

"Harry Potter."

Completely different from the resurrected Voldemort, the handsome man with still thick black hair on his head and still strong nose called Harry's name.

"In that legendary prophecy, you should be the one who can kill me completely. That night, after I was counterattacked by my own death curse, it was the first time I felt the horror of that prophecy."

His voice was soft and calm, like the calm waves at night.

But this attitude did not make Harry take it lightly. Others might not have imagined what kind of person the man in front of them was, but for Harry, whose entire family died tragically at his hands, he never would. Imagine that one day Voldemort will do something good.

"What did you bring me here to do?"

Harry asked, breathing heavily.

Voldemort heard the question he asked, and a strange smile appeared on his face.

"I brought you here? Hahaha, why do you have such a ridiculous idea!"

He stared into Harry's eyes, his smile gradually turned gloomy, and he spoke word by word.

"It was obviously that night more than ten years ago when you pulled me into your body, Harry Potter!"

Harry's pupils shrank suddenly.

He clearly didn't understand what the Voldemort in front of him was saying, but he still felt inexplicable fear.

He took two steps back again, his face becoming extremely pale.

"What do you want to do?"

"Your teacher gave me a big surprise that I didn't expect, but he also gave me a new idea."

Voldemort took steps forward and began to approach him little by little.

"Since he can swallow the remnant soul I left in the Horcrux to replenish himself, then why can't I use my own remnant soul to fuse my soul with yours?"

The panic in Harry's heart at this time had reached an extremely high level. While Voldemort moved forward towards him, he kept retreating, and the sharp sound kept coming from his ears.

"We are so compatible, Harry! From the time you were not born, there was a prophecy that bound you and me together for the rest of our lives. The night you destroyed my body, my soul was not affected by it. The controlling self split into a piece and entered your body, turning you into one of my Horcruxes. Even the wand you chose before entering Hogwarts is the same as the wand in my hand. The core has the same root and the same origin!”

"After Shylock was born, I have always been skeptical about the prophecies I was afraid of before. Compared with you, he is more like my nemesis, even if I really die alone in the end. In his hands, he is undoubtedly more reasonable than you. But now, I may be able to guess the meaning of that prophecy."

"As long as we two become one person, Harry, doesn't that mean you killed me? Voldemort's name will disappear from this world, but a new Harry Potter will reappear, and by that time... There will be another dark lord who will rise again, and no one in the magical world will dare to call him by his name in the future. If there is such a chance to start over, then what does the fiasco I suffered yesterday mean?"

Voldemort kept approaching, and Harry kept retreating.

But before he could take two steps back, his back covered in cold sweat suddenly pressed against a cold wall.

I don't know when this dark space had a boundary, and Harry had already shrunk to the corner of this boundary.

Harry, who had no wand in his hand and no means of counterattack, was easily picked up from the ground by Voldemort by his neck.

Harry kept struggling, but Voldemort's big hands were like an unshakable iron pincer, and no matter how hard he resisted, he could not break free.

"I haven't figured out Sherlock's methods yet, but I don't need his sophistication. I have been in your body for more than ten years. Harry, besides yourself, find Shuyuan www.zhaoshuyuan .com I am the only one who is most familiar with you, so we can be a perfect fit. And outside, with your teachers still outside, I will just sit back and wait, waiting for them to come up with a way to save you!"

"I'm really looking forward to the expressions on our faces when they find out that you have become me and I am still me. Guess whether they will kill you by then. ?”

Harry's struggle became increasingly weak, and at some point an illusory gray line appeared between him and Voldemort.

Feeling the weakness coming from the depths of his soul, Harry's expression turned into a despairing gray.

But suddenly, he seemed to see a figure standing behind Voldemort, and his gray pupils shone with surprise!

Voldemort also noticed Harry's abnormality, he just sneered.

"At this point, can you only use these little tricks to show your resistance?"

However, just as he finished speaking, a hand suddenly grabbed his hair, and the next second, he pushed him heavily to the ground!