In the other room, Jon put down the hand he was using to cast the wave magic and explained to Steven.
"When his mother died, this witch used her own life to leave behind a legendary forbidden spell to protect her child from any harm.
This is an extremely powerful magic. Even in ancient war magic, this kind of sacrificial spell is very rare. A powerful Wizard's self-sacrifice can protect an entire castle for several days, giving his companions a chance to survive. Even though Madam Lily's abilities are not that powerful, she has no problem protecting a child until he reaches adulthood. As long as Harry realizes this.
Fortunately, he understands. "
Harry does understand. As long as he touches Quirrell's exposed skin, he will feel excruciating pain. If Harry wants to escape, his only hope is to hold on tightly to Quirrell, making it so painful that Quirrell cannot chant the spell.
Harry jumped up and grabbed Quirrell's arm, refusing to let go no matter what.
Quirrell screamed, desperately trying to shake Harry off. Harry's headache became more and more intense and his vision turned black. He could only hear Quirrell's terrifying screams and Voldemort's fierce roar. "Kill him! Kill him! "
Quirrell was already in so much pain that he could not be human anymore. The power of the forbidden spell had turned his entire body into a strange phenomenon, causing blood to spurt out at the slightest touch. Harry was the same. The intense headache had already caused him to faint, and only his survival instinct kept him hanging on to Quirrell's body.
"It's time."
Jon looked at the black flames in front of him and stretched out his hand. His magic wand was hidden in his ring. Although it was not in his hand, it was still functioning. After all, the purpose of the magic wand was to strengthen the Wizard's control of magic. It was not necessary for the Wizard to use it to cast magic.
The Wizard was an existence that did not need a magic wand to cast magic in the first place.
"End of All Curses."
This magic curse was considered an extremely powerful one. However, with Jon's current level of mastery, it could not do much to Snape's magic.
This caused the black flames to pause for a moment.
But this was enough. His figure suddenly disappeared from the spot last night. The influence of the Hogwarts Castle on him changed from a prohibition to a blessing. Thus, he passed through the black flames, teleported, and appeared in the hall opposite.
Facing Voldemort head-on.
Magic wasn't necessarily about the control of power. It could also be about the use of skills. When you mastered the use of various skills in a spell, you could use it to produce unexpected results. It could even be comparable to many higher-level spells.
Jon knew this very well, because when he came in, he had already used Poseidon's water line to create a force of nothingness to separate Harry and Voldemort, preventing the latter from doing anything crazy.
However, Voldemort was clearly much weaker than he had imagined. After leaving Quirrell's body, he could only maintain his smoke-like form, so weak that he couldn't even withstand a single blow.
If the real Dumbledore was here, he should be able to keep him here.
Unfortunately, Jon wasn't Dumbledore. Fortunately, Voldemort didn't know this. The moment Jon appeared, he screamed and turned into black smoke, disappearing from this place.
This was a blessing in disguise. After all, Jon wasn't prepared to face Voldemort directly.
Stephen's voice came from outside the door. He was very surprised by Jon's actions, so he was very anxious to come over.
"But I really don't know how to get you through the flames. I can't teleport you here."
After confirming that Harry had fainted, Jon returned to his original appearance, walked to the door, and looked at Stephen.
"Oh, I don't think you need to worry so much about this."
Dumbledore's voice suddenly came from behind Jon, startling Jon and Stephen.
"Headmaster."
Stephen was still very calm. He regained his rationality and nodded in greeting.
It was Jon's fault for not being so serious.
"You scared me. Professor, the next time you appear, can you make a little noise? It's very scary to always appear behind others without making a sound. I thought Voldemort had returned."
"Of course he's already gone. I caught a glimpse of him when I came back. Right now, he's probably looking for a place to escape. There's nothing to worry about."
Dumbledore glanced at Harry who had fainted on the ground and Quirrell who was on the verge of death. He sighed helplessly.
He reached out his hand. There was no magic wand.
However, a magic spell that Jon had never seen before was released from his hand, directly ending Quirrell's life.
"Actually, he's also a pitiful person."
"There are many pitiful people in this world. We can't possibly sympathize with everyone. There's an old saying in the East: 'A pitiful person must have a hateful side. He only has himself to blame for ending up like this. "
"That makes sense."
Dumbledore turned around and flicked his finger. The black flame between them and Stephen instantly disappeared. Then, Stephen walked over from the other side.
"Do we need to get Harry back? Professor? "
The three of them walked over to the unconscious Harry and looked at the fallen little Wizard.
"He's indeed very outstanding. He's a very good candidate."
Jon sighed.
"But he's actually a little worse than you. If you're willing …"
"I'm not willing."
Jon naturally knew what Jon wanted to say. Dumbledore also knew that Jon wouldn't agree to this matter. However, there was no problem in saying something.
"Is this the Philosopher's Stone?"
Jon looked at the stone that he had just taken out from Harry's pocket and clicked his tongue in wonder.
However, although this stone looked very powerful, there wasn't much magic energy left in it. In Jon's vision, this Philosopher's Stone was like an empty glass box. It looked very beautiful on the outside, but there was nothing inside.
"I'll return this Philosopher's Stone to Perenal and let her destroy it."
Dumbledore took the Philosopher's Stone from Jon and put it in his pocket.
"Of course, my work is done. Although I didn't do anything, I need you to deal with the aftermath."
"You've already helped me a lot, Jon. But then again, since you're already here, do you want to see the scene in the magic mirror? Maybe you can see some of the future, if you want to know. "
Jon turned his head and saw Stephen standing in front of the mirror, looking at the scene in a daze.
"Okay."
(This part is written for the readers who pirated the book for free. I saved up a lot of words so that I could write a little longer today.
This matter that has been a hot topic recently has probably come to an end.
At that time, I already knew that I might not have much money to spend on these channels, but I still hoped that my readers would be able to support the original version. After all, this is a form of recognition for my book, so there is no need to scold me or anything. Free is indeed the trend. Also, I would like to thank everyone who has read my book, and those who haven't. Today, I might have to spend an extra cent to subscribe. Although I won't be able to get the money, I still hope that everyone can support the original version. Nonsense, I have exceeded the word count, so I will continue to make up for it in the future.) Translated by XephiZ Edited by Aelryinth Translated by XephiZ Edited by Aelryinth Translated by XephiZ Edited by Aelryinth Translated by XephiZ
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