Harry Potter Blood Hunter

"No, no, I shouldn't have come out! I should have helped Harry."

As soon as he came out of the purple flames, Draco regretted it!

The cold feeling in the body quickly dissipated, and the emotion and agitation also quickly filled the heart.

I actually escaped! Draco didn't even think that he had actually let Harry into the final room by himself just now.

Do you really need Hermione and me to report to Dumbledore or something?

If I entered the final room with Harry, two people would be more powerful than one, right?

Hermione didn't know the sudden change in Draco's heart, and wanted to keep running.

But halfway through the room, Hermione realized that Draco hadn't followed.

"Ma...Draco, what are you doing there, let's go quickly! Don't disappoint Harry's efforts!" Hermione spoke very anxiously now.

"G, Hermione, go yourself!" Draco also said quickly, "Use an owl to call Dumbledore, you can do it yourself! I'll stay here... If Harry didn't block the people inside, I'll stop here for a while longer!"

"You..." Hermione didn't expect Draco's words!

Draco kicked the floor with his foot, "What I really want to do is go in...Why did I really come out just now?"

Hermione tried to comfort Draco, but couldn't speak.

"I think you were just scared!"

Suddenly, a somewhat familiar voice appeared in the room.

Both Hermione and Draco felt chills down their spines.

Because, this is Ron's voice.

The two looked at the door that came from the direction of Wizard Chess just now, and Ron's figure really came out from here.

"Who are you?" Draco and Hermione pointed at Ron with their wands at the same time.

Although the opposite face is Ron's,

The height belonged to Ron, and the clothes belonged to Ron, but the somewhat domineering temperament really didn't match Ron.

This feeling of serious deviation made Draco and Hermione think that this person was not Ron at the same time and quickly.

Again, there is no shortage of ways to change a person's appearance in the magic world.

Especially when Ron's body is outside, and he can do anything as long as he wants to.

Thinking about it this way, both Hermione and Draco became worried about Ron's current state.

This person has come in, and naturally defeated those wizard chess, so will they still protect Ron?

So both of them wanted to ask this "Ron" who came in, what happened to Ron really?

But before they could speak, "Ron" on the opposite side sighed, "It seems that I am really not suitable for pretending to be someone else! I was immediately recognized!"

As he spoke, the index and middle fingers of "Ron" pointed to Draco and Hermione respectively.

With a slight twist of the two fingers, Draco felt a huge force fall on him as soon as Hermione wanted, and then they were pushed against the wall.

Draco and Hermione managed to keep themselves from falling, and when they were about to fight back, they heard a loud noise.

At the same time, a violent vibration caused the two of them to sit on the ground without standing still.

boom!

This is the sound of a giant wooden stick hitting the ground.

Draco and Hermione, who were sitting on the ground, realized that the giant monster king had woken up, raised its big stick, and hit them.

If "Ron" hadn't pushed them a little farther away just now, there was a high probability that they would have become a puddle of meat... or two people mixed together.

I really forgot to smell this smell... This is the room of the troll, and the king of the troll is still alive, but passed out.

Always wake up.

Knocking across, the Troll King became more sober.

The huge pain in his head felt that after the king of giant monsters woke up, he lost his mind at all.

Although the giant monster had no intelligence in the first place, it would not be so easy to expose.

Before standing up, it swung the big wooden club again, and was about to hit Draco and Hermione again.

"snort!"

Some angry voice hummed from "Ron".

Some coolness entered the mind of the Troll King, which made the Troll King wake up a lot, and looked at "Ron" unconsciously.

"Put that thing down!" said "Ron."

The wisdom of the king of monsters is not high, because of the sense of threat, "Ron" looked at him.

But when "Ron" was just such a small doll, the Troll King immediately felt insulted.

Waving the big wooden stick even more furiously, he went towards "Ron".

Although they didn't know who this "Ron" was, Draco and Hermione still wanted him to be careful as human wizards.

But the next moment, Hermione and Draco were dumbfounded.

Because "Ron" pointed at the giant monster king, a large amount of red and black mist was released.

Then, the mist quickly coalesced and formed... a very beautiful lady in palace attire.

It's really beautiful, Hermione and Draco are a little stunned!

Then, the lady in palace costume flew towards the attacking troll king.

On the way of flying, the lady in palace costume turned into a red and black mist again, directly enveloping the king of monsters.

Then, Hermione and Draco heard a small biting sound, and a loud wail.

In about five seconds, the red and black mist disappeared.

The king of giant monsters stood on the ground as it was, and fell to the ground after a few seconds.

At this time, the sharp-eyed Hermione realized that the ground centered on the giant monster was soaked in bright red blood!

Is this... the troll's blood has been drawn out?

Hermione and Draco quickly built up the equation in their heads.

Draco + Hermione \u003c King of Trolls

King of Trolls \u003c\u003c "Ron"

Draco + Hermione \u003c\u003c\u003c "Ron"

So the two of them are a bit honest... Although they would not hesitate when it was time to go all out, but now that "Ron" saved them, maybe he shouldn't be regarded as an enemy.

"Draco! Let me ask you! If you can still call in now, do you still want to go in and help Harry?" asked "Ron" in a deep voice.

Draco gasped, then said loudly, "Of course!"

"That's good! Then I'll take you in!"

"Ron" said with a smile.

Um? Hermione suddenly felt a little strange next to her.

This tone... seems to be Braud!

...

Harry should have screamed, but he couldn't make any sound.

Where the back of Quirrell's head should have been, there was a face! It was the scariest face Harry had ever seen: a face as white as chalk, with a pair of small red eyes, and a nose with a slit, like a snake!

"Harry Potter..." he whispered.

Harry tried desperately to back away, but he was bundled into a dumpling now and couldn't be controlled at all.

Instead, without any movement or magic, Harry was controlled and drifted towards Voldemort.

"See what I've become?" said the face. "I'm living more light and shade...I can only share one body with others...but there are usually many people who will let me use their hearts and their hearts. Thoughts... unicorn blood has been increasing my strength for weeks... Now, as long as I have the Philosopher's Stone, I can create a body of my own... Will you help me ?”

Very seductive language, the brilliance in Harry's eyes gradually began to dim with his words.

It's like being hypnotized.

But just when Harry was about to open his mouth to say "yes", Harry's scar suddenly hurt.

The pain made Harry's eyes move again.

But after thinking about it again and again, Harry still said "yes" according to Voldemort's meaning!

"Very well, boy! You are very sensible... come here!" Voldemort's voice was still unhurried. "Look at this mirror and tell me what you see."

After saying these words, the rope tied to Harry's body was loosened, and Harry walked over as promised.

"I'm going to have to lie," Harry thought, "I'm going to lie after seeing it, and that's it!"

Harry came to Voldemort, and Voldemort approached him from behind, which made Harry smell a strange smell... Before Harry thought it was the smell from Quirrell's hood, but now he found that it was actually from Quirrell's body .

Harry closed his eyes, walked to the mirror, and opened them.

He sees his own reflection first, a frightened, pale face.

Then the reflection in the mirror smiled at him. It reached into its pocket, pulled out a blood-red stone, winked at Harry, and put the stone back in its pocket.

As it did so, Harry suddenly felt something very heavy fall into his own real pocket. So - miraculously - he had the Philosopher's Stone!

Harry's heart was beating rapidly at this moment.

Not out of fear, but because Harry realized he had done something wrong. He shouldn't have to look in the mirror just to buy time.

If he doesn't come, even if Voldemort breaks the mirror, he won't be able to get the Philosopher's Stone.

But now...he can!

I want to protect the Sorcerer's Stone!

Harry murmured the words in his mind.

And then... Voldemort's snakelike voice came from behind Harry's head.

"Good job, Harry Potter...why don't you hand me over the stone in your pocket now?"

So he knew it! Harry suddenly regained feeling in his leg, and he jumped several steps sideways.

"Stop resisting like a fool. I knew from the beginning that you were not deceived by me. But your behavior is in line with my wishes." Voldemort did not directly attack Harry, but said with a sneer, "Haha Libert, you'd better save your life and join us. Otherwise, you will die like your parents... They begged me for mercy when they were dying..."

"You're lying!" Harry exclaimed suddenly.

When it comes to parents, Harry will easily explode into a small universe.

Taking out his wand, Ha understood that he wanted to use his magic on Voldemort.

But Voldemort just snapped his fingers, and Harry felt like he had been kicked by an elephant in the stomach.

Harry flew backwards, throwing his wand somewhere.

Voldemort came to Harry step by step, his extremely evil face was smiling.

"How touching..." hissed Voldemort. "I've always admired courage, and yes, boy, your parents were very brave... I killed your father first. He fought me bravely. But your mother doesn't need to die, she is here to protect you... Well, give me the stone, don't let her die for you in vain..."

Because of his parents, Harry exploded into a small universe again.

"I told you to stop talking!" Harry didn't have a wand in his hand, but he kept on talking to Voldemort habitually.

"Huh!" A flame burst out from Harry's fingertips.

Harry hadn't even figured out what was going on.

But...it seems to have attacked Voldemort!

Harry was delighted.

But what happened next made Harry shudder.

Because his flames were swallowed head-on by Voldemort.

I just ate it into my mouth and even burped.

"Wandless magic, blazing flames! Harry, it seems that you really are a genius! Another half-breed genius!"

Although Voldemort spoke with a smile, his expression became very gloomy.

"It seems that the prophecy is really possible!"

Voldemort snapped his fingers, and the rope on the ground rushed towards Harry again to trap him into a dumpling.

Of course Harry pointed his finger at the rope again as before, wanting to see the flames blazing again.

But this time, Harry failed.

He waved his fingers again and again, but nothing happened.

So Harry was yelling and tied up with a rope.

The only thing I can be thankful for is that this time it is not a zongzi, but an ordinary twine.

Because Voldemort wants to take the Philosopher's Stone in his pocket, it's not easy to bundle it into dumplings.

Voldemort hooked his fingers at Harry, Harry naturally flew towards Voldemort involuntarily.

Voldemort naturally praised Harry while slandering Harry's parents.

"Thank you, Harry! Without you, I wouldn't have gotten the Philosopher's Stone so easily!"

Voldemort reached into Harry's bulging trouser pocket, naturally to take out the Philosopher's Stone.

But at this moment, Harry's hands tied at his side grabbed Voldemort's hand.

Voldemort saw Harry's still struggling expression, and wanted to taunt him a few words.

But at this moment, Quirrell behind Voldemort's head suddenly yelled.

"It hurts so much! Master! I feel so hurt! Master!"

He even wailed too far, causing Quirrell to lock his hands back against Voldemort's wishes.

Changing to the wailing that would be regarded as a departure at other times really baffled Voldemort.

What's going on, Quirrell?

Voldemort possessed Quirrell as a dead soul. Although he can use his body, he cannot bear the feeling of this body.

He couldn't feel all the feelings that Quirrell could feel.

including pain.

So, Voldemort still looked for it, only to find that his hand held by Harry Potter was red and swollen as if it had been roasted by a fire.

This is……

Voldemort understood!

Harry Potter's mother, that damned Mudblood's protective magic is working again! harry potter blood hunter