The god of flesh and blood magic at Hogwarts!

A bright silver air blade rushed towards Voldemort quickly, but was deflected by the latter's magic and slashed on the stone wall behind him.

This scene not only confused Harry, who was surprised by Thorne's sudden attack, but also confused Voldemort who was subconsciously resisting the attack. Although he could see that Thorne was just using him, he did not expect that he would dare to attack him directly, and this move was to kill him.

"I trust you so much!" Voldemort said angrily, raising his wand and bursting out a pale green arc towards Thorne. In the blink of an eye, a black and gray silk suddenly appeared around the latter, carrying him quickly towards Voldemort.

"Voldibat? When did you come?" Voldemort murmured in surprise, and the wand in his hand suddenly burst out a green light, which was dodged by Thorne flying in the air.

The latter was not soft-hearted either, and used attack spells such as Skull Fireball, Shadowless Sword, and Wizard's Hand on Voldemort without cost. Unfortunately, none of these spells really hit Voldemort, and all of them deflected and flew around in this secret room.

"Come here!" Voldemort bounced off all these spells and raised his wand high. In an instant, an unmatched gravitational force was applied to Thorne, and he inevitably flew towards Voldemort.

"Avada Kedavra!"

Harry closed his eyes painfully. He didn't have the courage to witness the death of a living life again. Thorne had left, and the next one might be himself...

Perhaps he would soon see his long-dead parents...just like what he saw in the Mirror of Erised...

"What?" Voldemort suddenly murmured in surprise.

Harry opened his eyes after hearing this question, and then saw an unbelievable scene.

Thorne stood there with a golden-red flame burning in his body. The veins on his hand holding the magic wand were bulging, and his originally dark eyes were now flashing with azure magic.

"What kind of weird magic is this?" Voldemort swallowed and murmured.

"Guess it yourself!" Thorne said coldly, waving his wand violently, and the sharp edge formed an impenetrable giant net and rushed towards Voldemort.

"Children's play!" Voldemort roared, and a huge amount of magic power suddenly shook the giant net and made a big hole.

As a result, before Voldemort could breathe a sigh of relief, a blood thread flashing with an ominous red light quickly shot towards Voldemort, pierced his chest and kept absorbing his magic power.

"Child's... trick!" Voldemort waved his wand violently to tear off the blood thread, and another Avada Kedavra curse flew towards Thorne.

Boom!

Suddenly there was a loud explosion in the chamber, and countless blue flames surrounded Thorne, like a shield.

"Flame shield?" Voldemort murmured in surprise.

"Different!" It was Voldemort's moment of distraction that caused Thorne to rush in front of him. The blue flames around him rushed towards Voldemort like fire snakes, burning him to pieces in the blink of an eye.

"You said I looked down on you before. Did you think I looked down on Professor Quirrell? Actually, I looked down on you!" Thorne casually cut off Voldemort's hand holding the magic wand with a sharp blade, then stepped on his head and said word by word.

"You..."

"Cursed Flame!"

Boom!

"............Is he............dead?" Harry asked, looking at Voldemort who was burned to ashes by the blue flames.

"Maybe... I don't know if he's really dead." Thorne patted his wizard robe to shake off the dust and answered.

"Thank you... I misunderstood you before... and Snape." Harry said.

"Hmm... Snape does look like a bad guy." Thorne shrugged and complained.

"Haha!" Harry laughed twice easily, and at this moment, a burst of hurried footsteps suddenly came from outside the secret room.

Dumbledore, Professor McGonagall, Hermione, and Ron were late again.

"Quick! Professor Dumbledore, catch Snape and that Black!" Ron just walked in and shouted at Dumbledore before he could see the situation clearly.

Snape, who was a step behind: "???"

"Wait... Mr. Weasley, the truth may be different." Dumbledore stopped the eager man holding his wand.Weasley said calmly.

"But..." Ron wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Harry: "Ron! Thorne is not a bad guy, you misunderstood him, we all misunderstood him."

..........................

"So... Thorne is not a dark wizard, but a hero who defeated the mysterious man!"

The most excited person among the crowd was Hermione, more excited than Thorne himself.

"How do you feel?" Dumbledore asked Thorne.

"I feel... not very good... really... not very good." Thorne's face suddenly turned pale and he was extremely weak.

Pah!

..............................

Thorne opened his eyes again and found that he had appeared in his fixed refresh point again, the bedroom in the principal's office.

"How do you feel?" Dumbledore appeared at his bedside and asked.

"What happened to me?" Thorne asked.

"Although the death-replacement magic kept you alive, the killing curse still killed most of the cells in your body." Dumbledore explained.

"Mad, some cells are irregenerative." Thorne said with a grin.

"I have given you medicine. In the magic world, as long as the soul is fine, nothing is irregenerative." Dumbledore explained.

"Thank you..."

"By the way, look at this." Dumbledore handed him a silver, white and green flag.

"What is this?" Thorne asked.

"The hall flag of Slytherin winning the college cup this year." Dumbledore explained.

"Thank you... Although I don't like this thing very much." Thorne stuck out his tongue and said.