Daily life of HP Sherlock Holmes

When Dumbledore arrived, dragging the phoenix's tail, the two little wizards were holding down Quirrell who was struggling on the ground. The potion in Gerald's hand had already been poured, and Quirrell seemed to be rolling his eyes... ...and Voldemort on the other side was still screaming with his mouth open, he hadn't noticed Dumbledore's arrival yet.

When Professor Quirrell fell down, the back of his head happened to be facing the ground, so Voldemort's face was firmly attached to the ground, turned to Gerald's side, and his back was facing the door. This kind of burning from the depths of his soul made him unable to pay any attention to the changes around him!

"Damn little boy ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" Quirrell is not dead yet, and his soul is also struggling, which makes it difficult for Voldemort's remnant soul to leave for a while.

Dumbledore took out his wand very quickly, and the phoenix beside him immediately flew over - Dumbledore looked very majestic at this time, and he said loudly: "Harry! Gerald! Leave now-!"

Harry was in so much pain that tears came out, and he couldn't receive the information from the outside world well. He still held Professor Quirrell tightly with both hands, but Gerald reacted very quickly. First, he threw the potion away with one hand, and then He rushed over and hugged Harry, and then the huge inertia separated Harry's hand from Professor Quirrell's body.

As soon as the two left, Dumbledore's spell hit Professor Quirrell!

"The soul dissipated!" The white light with huge magic power instantly pushed Professor Quirrell's body several feet away. At the same time, a burst of black smoke rose from Professor Quirrell's body. It was a head!

Voldemort's face appeared in the black smoke, but he was caught up by the white magic power at random, like a grinder, starting from the end and upwards, erasing Voldemort's remnant soul little by little!

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa then-The pain contained in that voice made everyone present want to cover their ears.

At this time, Gerrard also rolled Harry to the side of the room, far away from Professor Quirrell and Voldemort's remnant soul. At this time, Harry hadn't recovered yet, and the remaining pain made him tremble uncontrollably, and his mind was also disturbed. A little unconscious, tears came out drop by drop.

Gerald held Harry tightly in his arms, preventing him from being caught by the gravel on the ground. When he stopped, he also held Harry in his arms, covering Harry's head with his hands. He touched his chest, and then pointed Harry's wand at Voldemort with the other hand.

“啊啊啊啊啊啊——阿——不思——邓布——利——多——！！！”伏地魔的残魂嚎叫着，他现在想逃却完全动不了了！Because the spell locked all his magic power and soul power firmly, making him unable to move.

"The soul dissipates!" Dumbledore straightened his arm, and applied a spell again with a steady palm. This spell is the best purification for evil spirits, and it is more suitable for the current Voldemort than the Avatar Killing Curse.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa . , but there wasn't even a speck of powder left behind!

Professor Quirrell on the ground slowly opened his eyes at this time. He lay on the ground looking at Voldemort floating above him, and tried to move his lips with the last bit of vitality: "...Master...Master... "Then, his breathing stopped.

The phoenix landed on Gerald's shoulder. It lowered its slender neck and leaned against Gerald's with its small head. Then, Gerald felt the warm water dripping on his face— — Tears of the Phoenix!

The wound on his forehead healed, and Gerrard finally opened his other eye. Only then did he dare to breathe a sigh of relief. After taking a deep breath, he put away Harry's spell, and then hugged Harry with both hands, like As if guarding his own treasure, he adjusted Harry's posture, then looked at the approaching Professor Dumbledore, with a smile on his face.

"Ah -no -thought -ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah---" "Voldemort's soul -like beast screaming, he kept calling the name of Dumbledore, looking at Dumbledore Lido was even more excited when he approached. A small part of the black smoke spread out, reaching towards the bearded and white-haired old man like an arm.

"...Tom..." Dumbledore looked at the black smoke through his half-moon eyes, and his sky-blue eyes were full of pity and hatred, "You should have returned to Merlin's embrace long ago..." Ten years ago During that time, the entire wizarding world was shrouded in the darkness of this man.

Tortured, intimidated, tortured and killed at will, and their dignity trampled on, almost all the wizards at that time were terrified, and everyone hated and feared the remnant soul in front of them.

"Your sin... may you wash it away with your death!" Dumbledore said calmly, he didn't even look at Professor Quirrell on the ground, but turned to look at Harry and Gerrard, His eyes were full of relief.

“啊啊啊啊啊啊啊————阿不——思——”伏地魔的残魂越来越小了，到现在正剩下一个头颅样的黑雾形状还在尽力哀嚎着。

Harry also recovered a little bit of consciousness at this time, but he was still weak and unable to struggle out of Gerald's embrace, and even the sound from his throat was tiny and hard to hear.

Dumbledore stood in front of the remnant soul, his hands were naturally drooping, and the Elder Wand in his hand was pointing at the ground. He looked at the remnant soul calmly.The white curse wrapped around Voldemort's remnant soul turned into a burning flame at this time, trying to devour Voldemort's soul, turning black little by little into white and finally transparent.

The room was filled with the screams of Voldemort's dying, and the other three Dumbledore did not say a word, silently watching the death of Voldemort's remnant soul.

At this time, Hermione rushed in. Before she could speak, Professor Snape appeared behind her. Hermione was frightened when she saw Voldemort in the air. She opened her mouth to scream, but was covered by the Potions professor behind her. Living.

Professor Snape's large black robe completely covered Hermione at this moment, and the Potions Professor pushed Hermione behind him. He looked at the ever-shrinking Voldemort burning in the air, with complicated eyes but a calm expression , After a glance, he looked at Dumbledore who was standing not far away and turned his head.

Dumbledore nodded towards Snape, Snape let go of Hermione's restraint, and then walked towards Harry and Gerald.Hermione had calmed down at this time, because she came running, Hermione's face was a little red at this time, she only found her two friends after Professor Snape moved.

They looked terribly embarrassed, their clothes were all tattered, Gerald's arms were exposed, his black wizard robes were dusty at the moment, and Harry's Quidditch uniform had also changed color. What's worse is their faces.Harry's face was very pale, his lips were bloodless, while Gerald's head was covered with blood...

Hermione gasped in shock, and then, ignoring any professors, she immediately ran towards Harry and the others: "Harry! Gerald! Are you all right!"

Professor Snape raised his eyebrows and glanced at the little witch who ran past him, and said in a silky voice: "Obviously, Granger, your eyes can't give you an intuitive picture, right? You'd better get out of the way and don't disturb My job." Voldemort's howl in the background made the two of them have to raise their voices a lot.

"--Abu--si--!!!" Voldemort's high-pitched voice at the end made everyone present look at him, but his red eyes were staring at Dumbledore.The near-death madness made several young wizards tremble, and even Professor Snape's expression became complicated.

However, Dumbledore still had a calm face. He looked up at Voldemort. The natural kindness and majesty on his body made him look very reliable and warm at the moment: "Tom, have a good journey—"

—May you be able to repent your crimes in hell, and repent the pain you have brought to the entire wizarding world and the people you have hurt.You have brought wizards more than ten years of dark time, that is the sin you must bear!So, you have to pay the price!You must be punished!

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah——

When the last bit of black mist dissipated, Dumbledore sighed, then turned to look at the wizards who were looking at him together, and said with a smile: "It's over, now, let's clean up the mess." His At the foot, the eyes of Quirrell's corpse were still open, watching his master disappear completely.

Snape gave a low 'cough' and said to Gerald, "Can you still stand up?" It seemed impossible for Harry Potter to stand up like this.

"Yes, I'll just hold Harry. I can send him to the hospital wing. Well, Hermione is with me. Professor, you still have something to do. I think we won't bother you." Gerald He stood up, trembling a little, but the arm holding Harry was still steady.

"Don't be brave!" Hermione was furious at the side, and just when he was about to persuade Gerald, Ron's loud voice sounded: "Harry--Gerald--" Then, Ron's iconic Red hair appeared in the eyes of everyone.

Snape's face was completely dark, Hermione Granger was enough, and now Ron came again, didn't they listen to what they said before at all? !

Dumbledore smiled at the little Gryffindors who appeared one after another: "What a good friend, well, Severus, don't be angry, this is a great friendship, isn't it? My dear Mr Malfoy."

The platinum-haired little Slytherin walked in with a livid face—he didn't want to come, but who knew that his body would move on its own, and the Slytherin friends who had left him came here .

"I... I'm not worried about Harry and Gerald!" Draco turned his head and saw Harry and Gerald's miserable situation, and immediately shouted: "Merlin! Gerald, what happened to you?!" Then quickly ran over.

The five little wizards were chattering in a mess, and Snape couldn't get in a word. Dumbledore came to his Slytherin head with a smile, and said with great relief, "It's really enviable."

"Not at all!"