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Of course, Luo Cheng couldn't be idle. Looking at Quirrell who was trapped by the Water Prison Curse, he raised his hand and cast a weather spell.

The weather spell was originally a spell used to simulate weather in large buildings, but if used properly it can also be used as an offensive spell. The weather spell that Luo Cheng evolved at this moment is in the form of a thunderstorm!

The rainwater merged into the water ball surrounding Quirrell, making the power of the water prison spell stronger, while the flashes of thunder and lightning continued to shock Quirrell inside.

"Beautiful weather spell, Professor Luo Cheng. Your level has really improved a lot!"

The little Professor Flitwick praised, "If you were at this level when you were in school, I'm sure you would get good grades in O.W.LS Charms."

"Thank you for the compliment, Professor Flitwick. To paraphrase an Eastern proverb, a three-day separation should be treated with admiration. I spent a lot of time studying during this summer vacation."

The water prison curse used by Dumbledore is a curse with powerful control skills, which requires extremely strong magic and control abilities. The attacks of the three deans just now were all designed to cooperate with the water prison curse to make Quirrell trapped inside lose his life early.

Resistance ability. After a wave of concentrated fire attacks, they stopped taking action and waited for the water prison spell to completely finish Quirrell.

But Quirrell, or Voldemort obviously didn't want to be captured without mercy, and he was still struggling desperately.

"What a tenacious vitality, and it is still struggling now." Professor McGonagall sighed.

"Obviously, Voldemort made some changes to Quirrell." Professor Sprout said solemnly.

Dumbledore's expression suddenly changed, and Quirrell struggled harder and harder in the water balloon. Finally he broke free, and the raised water fell back into the pool with a splash, and a large amount of water surged to the ground.

"Don't you try to kill me, Dumbledore!"

The scarf on Quirrell's head had fallen off, revealing the ugly, defeated face on the back of his head that looked like chalk.

"Is there anything more cruel than this?"

The face said harshly: "Dumbledore, look what I have become! Only shadow and steam are left! I can only have a body when I share a body with others! But that's why

, don’t even think about killing me, you can’t kill me! The most you can do is kill Quirrell. Don’t misunderstand how dependent I am on such a servant. The most you can do is kill Quirrell, and I will find another one.

Possessed by a newcomer!”

"No, Master, you can't abandon me!"

"idiot!"

Voldemort said in a harsh voice, he was a little impatient with this stupid servant.

"Dumbledore! What will you do now? Kill Quirrell? He is also a top student who graduated from Hogwarts, but he still has greed and desire in his mind. I can enter this place with just a little effort.

With such human minds and hearts, there will always be someone willing to open their heart to me, and I will find another host."

"Now that you're out of Quirrell's body, I can let you go for a while, Tom." Dumbledore said calmly.

"You'd better stop calling me that stupid name. I'm not Tom."

Voldemort said disdainfully, "You stupid old man, do you think you can defeat me? Hand over the Sorcerer's Stone and I can let Quirrell go!"

"You know that's impossible, Tom."

Dumbledore raised his wand, "Would you like to try and see if my spell can stop you?"

"Dumbledore! Don't push me too hard! In the past few weeks, the unicorn's blood has allowed me to regain some strength. Do you want to fight me to the death? Or do you think you can get more people to help me?"

Should I stop him?"