Hogwarts founder returns to campus

"You guessed right, Potter!" Voldemort's expression became more cruel. "This necklace is not your master, so you can only use it passively. As long as I don't attack you, it will not take effect."

Harry couldn't help but feel a thump in his heart when he heard Voldemort's words.

How could he know what I was thinking?

"Potter! Now let you look in the mirror and see what you can see!"

Voldemort flicked his wand, and Harry was slowly floated between the two mattresses in front of the Mirror of Erised.

Harry quickly closed his eyes, trying not to look at the Mirror of Erised, he had a vague premonition of what would happen if he looked at the Mirror of Erised.

"Aren't you willing to cooperate? Very good!" The smile in Voldemort's tone was so obvious.

Harry seemed to hear something fall to the ground in the air, and then he suddenly heard a boy screaming, this voice was so familiar to him, it was Ron's voice!

Is Ron here too?For no reason, that potion can only pass one person!

"It seems that the so-called friends are nothing to you, Potter?" Voldemort's voice was presumptuous and hateful, "Avada Kedavra!"

A dark green light pierced through Harry's eyelids and pierced his heart. The whole room was silent, and there was no sound at all.

He seemed to have returned to the room ten years ago, and there was no sound in the entire room, just like now.

He didn't want to watch Ron die, even if it was Voldemort's way of confusing him.

Finally his eyes snapped open, and that's when he saw what was in the Mirror of Erised.

The other self was not restrained by the mattress, blinked at him and smiled, and put a bright red irregular stone in his hand into the pocket of his robe.

At the same time, he felt that there was indeed something more in his pocket... The Philosopher's Stone really arrived in his pocket!

"The Philosopher's Stone is flying!" Voldemort's voice came faintly from behind him.

There was no response, and Harry couldn't help secretly heaving a sigh of relief.

"Sure enough, Dumbledore really spent a lot of effort on the Sorcerer's Stone." Voldemort turned the mattress over.

Harry was still looking at Voldemort at such a close distance, so it seemed that Voldemort's face was somewhat similar to Quirrell's, but more cruel and sinister.

At this time, he finally understood that it was not Snape who wanted to steal the Sorcerer's Stone, but Quirrell!

"Let me see where your Philosopher's Stone is hidden..." Voldemort turned the mattress back into stone again, "Oh...in your pocket."

Harry fell to the ground and tried desperately to back away, but the headache was getting worse as Voldemort approached.

Although he tried his best, he still couldn't control a little strength, so he could only let Voldemort's hands grab his pockets.

"Don't even think about it!" Harry slapped Voldemort's hand away with a backhand slap with a hint of courage in his heart.

At this time, an incredible thing happened. The part of his skin that touched Voldemort was like being scalded by boiling water, and blisters suddenly appeared.

Even Voldemort didn't expect this, his eyes were full of surprise and panic.

At this moment Harry felt that Voldemort didn't seem so invincible, his body's strength seemed to have recovered, and he desperately wanted to hug Voldemort.

Voldemort was faster than him, however, and he grabbed Harry's robes and yanked them.

"Tear!"

In the sound of despair, Harry's robe was torn in two, and the Philosopher's Stone just fell to the ground, rolling twice.

Harry tried to grab the Philosopher's Stone first, but was pushed away by a huge force.

This huge force pushed him against the wall, and at this moment the light of the necklace radiated again, and a magic force dragged him slowly to the ground.

"Ah!" Voldemort leaned over to hold the Sorcerer's Stone in his hand, but suddenly burst into screams.

I saw that Voldemort's hand was burned by a crimson flame, and his palm was completely reduced to ashes in just one breath.

The Sorcerer's Stone floated quietly in the air, and then the surrounding ground trembled continuously, and countless stone slabs were attracted by the Sorcerer's Stone.

These stone slabs and stones take the magic stone as the core, wrap it in it, and gather into a stone giant that almost reaches the ceiling.

Voldemort took advantage of this time, a silvery-white light gushed out of his body, reconstructing the blisters on his body and the burned palm again.

"Kill him! Must kill him!" Harry could only mutter silently in his heart, and the headache hit him like a tide, making him almost unconscious.

"Avada Kedavra!"

A dark green light hit Harry, the necklace on Harry's chest burst into amazing light, and a silver-white real shield blocked the death curse.

The stone giant also moved, swinging a fist as huge as a cauldron, and threw it at Voldemort.

Voldemort, ghostly in stature, dodged the attack.Then flick the wand at will, reducing the stone giant's attacking arm to powder.

However, the powder quickly gathered in the air and returned to the hands of the stone giant.

"Interesting!" Voldemort grinned, and the fire snake beside him jumped out and wrestled with the stone giant.

Temporarily restraining the Golem, Voldemort walked up to Harry, looked at the silver shield in front of him, and showed a cruel smile on the corner of his mouth: "Avada Kedavra!"

Countless dark green rays of light continuously bombarded the shield, and the high-strength killing spell gradually caused cracks to appear on the shield.

The necklace on Harry's neck was also cracked. Harry now understands that once the necklace is broken, his own death is coming soon.

He didn't know where the power surged again, and he stood up desperately, wanting to pounce on Voldemort, knowing that if he touched Voldemort, he could hurt him.

"Innocent!"

Voldemort didn't even need a wand, just moved his fingers, and Harry was thrown flying again, smashing into another wall.

Although it was protected by the necklace, Harry didn't get hurt at all, but the necklace was already full of cracks, and it might be broken in the next moment.

"Avada Kedavra!"

Another gloomy green light came over, and this Death Curse became the last straw that broke the camel's back.

The silver-white shield shattered, along with the necklace around Harry's neck, turning into stardust.

Not only that, the fire snake also burned the stone giant, and it slowly crawled to Voldemort's side with the Philosopher's Stone in its mouth, and put the Philosopher's Stone in Voldemort's hand.

Voldemort's condition at this time was not good either, his face was paler than ever, and from his eyes to his temples, strands of iron-blue meridians were exposed.

Not only that, but the clothes on his body were almost completely soaked in sweat as if they had been fished out of the water.

"The Philosopher's Stone?" Voldemort pinched the Philosopher's Stone with two fingers and looked up at it. "Potter, what do you think of taking your death as a gift to celebrate my new life?"

"Avada Kedavra!"