Hogwarts: I am Harry's Cousin

Chapter 105 103. Reward Voldemort for a big fight!

At this moment Voldemort wanted to get out of here, far away from this place.

But he calmed down quickly.

He can't do that!

I have dragged my broken soul and hid XZ for eleven years.

Do you know how he spent these eleven years?

Living on small rodents in Albania, collecting life little by little through the predation of small animals, life is worse than that of wild dogs.

He didn't even dare to look for the powerful subordinates who were prostrate at his feet before.

Want to hide from XZ again?

He didn't want to continue living like that for a moment.

The body must be taken back.

Then

'Kill them both! '

‘No matter who conforms to the original prophecy, as long as he dies, the prophecy will cease to exist. '

Thinking of this, Voldemort raised his hand slightly, and Neville was also bound into rice dumplings by countless ropes.

Looking at the two little wizards who were tied up with layers of ropes and squirmed like maggots on the ground.

The fear in Voldemort's heart suddenly eased.

He is now in control of the situation.

So what is there to worry about?

No matter how Quirrell pulls the cross, he is still an adult wizard, and he is still the manipulator. Can two little wizards fight back?

"Give me the Philosopher's Stone!"

First of all, you must get the Philosopher's Stone, you must get your body back, and return to the peak.

This is a must.

With a wave of his wand, Harry's body unconsciously flew towards 'Quirrell'. He believed that the Philosopher's Stone he wanted must be in Harry's hands. The underground organs were all arranged by Dumbledore. He knew that This former professor of Transformation Curse.

He believed in prophecy more than himself.

Then he grabbed Harry by the shoulders.

Take the Philosopher's Stone, kill Potter and Longbottom.

However, what he didn't expect was that such a simple action reversed his advantage in an instant.

When his hands first touched Harry's body, it was as if he had touched the 'corpse powder', and his palms, wrists, and arms began to gradually dissolve.

Quirrell wailed in pain, and Voldemort felt extremely uncomfortable.

curse!

Potter has some kind of guardian charm on him!

That guardian spell was protecting him!

The target is yourself!

At that moment, Voldemort suddenly understood how he died.

It's a pity that even if you understand it, it's too late.

The body he shared with Quirrell was no longer strong enough to continue casting the spell.

Ding.

Just before his body was about to completely melt, he saw, saw the child of the Longbottom family, holding a bright red stone in his hand.

The real Philosopher's Stone!

God seemed to have played a joke on him again.

Wrong choice, he made the wrong choice again!

"Harry Potter! Neville Longbottom!"

Voldemort screamed unwillingly with the last of his strength, his body turned into a puddle of foul-smelling thick water.

Then a shadow-like thing emerged from the pool of thick water, and the black gas gathered together, forming a distorted human face.

It was Voldemort, Voldemort's remnant soul, who gave up Quirrell and planned to continue his escape.

Screaming and cursing, he flew towards the gate after putting down countless harsh words.

"It seems that I came just in time."

At this critical moment, Dudley's voice sounded.

At some point, Dudley appeared at the gate, which happened to be the only way Voldemort had to leave.

Then he made a move that was beyond everyone's expectations. Facing Voldemort's remnant soul that had turned into a gaseous state, he raised his hand and it was a big fight.

A golden light illuminates the room.

Facing the oncoming slap, Voldemort, who had already turned into gas, was not worried at all, but instead showed joy, as if he was really sleepy, someone would give him a pillow.

He recognized Dudley at a glance. He was the wizard who fought him in the Forbidden Forest not long ago. His strong physical quality left a deep impression on him.

Yes, he intended to possess Dudley's body, so he rushed straight towards Dudley's body.

Just a slap in the face, no matter how strong he is, he can't help him, because the soul has no substance, so there is no need to worry about it.

As long as he gets a new body, as long as he takes the new body, he still has a chance.

This time he will definitely not touch Harry, he will kill him in other ways, and that Longbottom, he will take the Philosopher's Stone from him.

Victory is at hand.

next moment,

Voldemort regretted it again.

I don't know how many times this is today.

Dudley's slap was golden and sparkling.

"Ripple sprint!"

Ripples are golden ripples. The high-end application of Ripple Qigong can further enhance one's own strength and stimulate the potential of the body.

And it has extremely high damage to dark creatures such as vampires.

The ripples formed a golden film on Dudley's hand, illuminating the entire room in an instant.

Then he slapped firmly on Voldemort's remnant soul.

Voldemort's originally distorted face showed a look of shock.

Before he could recover, he was sent flying out with a whoosh.

It hit the wall fiercely, and the black gas was immediately dispersed.

Then traces of black gas slowly gathered, trying to regroup into the original image, but the golden ripples in Dudley's palm did a lot of damage to his remnant soul, and he failed several times in a row.

There are only vampires in the jojo world, so it seems that only vampires will be hurt, but other worlds are different.

Ripple Qigong can cause great harm to things with negative and dark nature.

Including the remnant soul of Voldemort.

Here we can compare righteousness and blackness in "The Adventures of Jackie Chan". Ripple Qigong belongs to righteousness, while negative and dark things belong to blackness.

After a while, the black demon energy gradually gathered, and Voldemort regrouped, but the color on his body was much lighter than before, as if it might disappear at any time.

"How dare you, how dare you."

The mighty Dark Lord was slapped on the wall like a fly by a fool like Hagrid.

Shame, what a shame!

There was a hoarse voice, and Voldemort's remnant stared at Dudley. But he didn't dare to act rashly anymore. Dudley proved that he was capable of hurting himself. That slap at least scattered the vitality he had absorbed in Albania for five or six years. Another slap would really kill him The shot is gone.

However, while Voldemort was jealous, he also had an extreme desire for Dudley's body. Ripple Qigong not only brought muscles to Dudley, but also brought him a life energy different from ordinary people, and this exuberant life energy was Voldemort's body. What he longed for, if he could control Dudley, he would soon recover.

The five fingers of Dudley's left hand were slightly spread out and stood at a distance less than five millimeters from his face. His waist was slightly turned 50 degrees, facing Voldemort in a strange posture. The silver moonlight shone on Dudley's face through the window at the top of the room. body.

The oppressive feeling of the two-meter-three height and the high swelling muscles give people a very impactful visual shock.

There seemed to be a faint BGM sounding behind him.

'Auntie press it~'

This is Dursley under the Moon!