I'm a priest at Hogwarts

Chapter 42 Fighting Voldemort Again

Picking up the parchment on the table, Orlando read it quickly, and saw that it read:

Danger ahead, safety behind; two of us can help you, drink them down, one will lead you onward, the other will send you back where you came from.Two were filled with nettle wine, and three were killers, waiting in line.Choose, unless you wish to be here forever.

We also provide four clues to help you choose: first, no matter how cunning the poisons are, they are all standing on the left side of the nettle wine; It will work for you; third, you will find that the bottles are of different sizes, and there is no death hidden in the giant and the dwarf; fourth, the second from the left and the second from the right, although they look different, taste the same.

Putting down the parchment, Orlando understood the answer to this verbal logic reasoning question after a little thought, which was simply too childish for him who had obtained double doctorates.But for the vast majority of wizards, such a simple logical reasoning can trap many people.

Without the slightest hesitation, Orlando directly picked up the smallest glass bottle and drank it down. Then the black flame and purple flame went out at the same time. It seemed that there was a limit on the number of this level or the mana was exhausted. After Orlando drank the potion, The flames were all extinguished.

"Hey, Hermione, why are you here?" The extinguished purple flame revealed a frozen Hermione. At this time, she was so cold that she couldn't speak.

Orlando hurriedly took out a Yiyang Pill and stuffed it into Hermione's mouth.This is the elixir he made with Yiyang grass, it is an extremely yang elixir, it is the best for dispelling cold and dampness.

"Orlando, ha. Lee..."

"I see, Hermione, you don't need to say anything, you should take the time to recover your strength here, and leave the rest to me."

"Well, be careful, Orlando."

Orlando nodded, then walked in with strides, passed through the door and entered another room, it seemed empty and there was nothing there, Orlando strode in without stopping.

Not long after, he heard an eerie voice coming from afar.Orlando stuck an invisibility talisman on himself, and cast a golden light spell on himself just in case, then held his breath and carefully probed inside.

I saw Harry lying on the ground with vine-like ropes tied all over his body, and beside him was a mirror of Erised that was one person tall. Obviously, he came in time, and Voldemort did not succeed.

At this time, Voldemort, no, to be precise, it was Quirrell who was possessed by Voldemort. He looked like a double-faced monster. On the back of Quirrell's head, there was a flat white face covered with chalk, which was this face. It was making an eerie sound.

"Look what I've become!" said the face, "only shadows and vapors are left... I can only have form if I share a body with others... But there are always people who will let me Into their hearts and minds... the unicorn blood has given me back some of my strength for the past few weeks... if it wasn't for that brat, what's his name? Orlando, yes, he, I wouldn't either Adding injury to injury... Once I get the elixir, I'll be able to re-create a body of my own... At that point, I'll be the first to kill him, and you hehehe. Okay... Why don't you give me the Philosopher's Stone in your pocket?"

After being injured again, Voldemort seemed to become even more brutal. He no longer had any patience to continue consuming it. He raised his wand, as if he wanted to cast a spell on Harry. This deviated from the plot, and Orlando did not Determined what changes would happen if the spell continued, he had no choice but to jump out.

"Voldemort, I miss you so much after a long time!" As soon as Orlando fell into his soul, his slightly teasing voice directly made Voldemort go berserk, and an Avada Kedavra curse came straight at him.

The speed of the Avada Kedavra was extremely fast. Fortunately, Orlando was prepared. He pinched his hand and recited the mantra, "Inside and outside the Three Realms, only the Tao is the only one. There is a golden light in my body, reflecting my body."

A golden light diffused from the center of the eyebrows, covering the whole body in an instant, and the Avada Kedavra disappeared without a trace after touching the golden light.

"What kind of magic is this?" The black magic, which has always been invincible, failed again. If it was the first time because of soul magic, he could still understand it, but this time the Taoism that Orlando used completely exceeded his expectations.

"Taoist magic, the golden light curse, is designed to restrain evil spirits like you. It's not rude to come and go, so you can take my trick."

Orlando didn't talk nonsense, it's not his style to just take a beating and not fight back. To deal with a master of apparition like Voldemort, his shots must be fast, ruthless, and accurate.

A blast of thunder came out of his hands and went straight to Voldemort. This is the most powerful single-target attack magic mastered by Orlando, but it seems to be a bit short for a master like Voldemort.

I saw Voldemort dodge, disappear in an instant and appeared ten meters away. He seemed to be extremely afraid of Orlando's magic after suffering a loss. After all, lightning has its own soul damage attribute, which is more deterrent to a remnant soul like him. .

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Orlando grabbed Harry and jumped out with a vertical leap.

"Orlando, you're here." Harry shouted in surprise, "The Philosopher's Stone is..."

"Now is not the time to talk, Harry." Orlando interrupted Harry, and said with concentration, "Do you still have the talisman I gave you?"

"Here I am."

"Get ready, just in case."

As soon as he spoke, the old-fashioned Voldemort immediately changed his tactics. He waved his wand and used sand and rocks to build a stone wall to resist Orlando's lightning magic. Then he conjured many stone giants from the stone one after another Jump out of the wall.

It seemed that Voldemort wanted to use crowd tactics to deal with himself, "Harry, stay away, don't get hurt."

Orlando took out his mace and rushed over. He may not be as good as Voldemort in terms of magical attainments, but in terms of physical combat power, none of the ten Voldemorts can match him.

Orlando, wielding a big stick, turned into a road sweeper at this moment. No matter how hard the stone giant is in front of him, it will only be reduced to dust. Voldemort created it quickly, and Orlando destroyed it quickly. The stone giant that was split into pieces It lost its magic power in mid-air, turning into pieces and flying all over the sky, like a rainstorm of stones. This moment reflects the power of body training.

Harry, who was hiding in the distance, saw his blood boil and was very excited, while Voldemort on the other side was depressed. It was the first time he had seen this kind of play in most of his life, and it was really a long time.

After completing the body refining technique, Orlando is physically invincible and has inexhaustible strength, but Voldemort, who is possessed by a remnant soul, is different. Every time he consumes a magic power, his soul becomes weaker, so he can't afford it.

Orlando saw this for sure, so he did not hesitate to charge with a strong force at the risk of his own life, smashing all the stone giants in one fell swoop.

"Boy, you pissed me off." Voldemort, who relied on the blood of the unicorn to continue his life, was beaten violently at this moment. Regardless of the consumption of his soul power, he forcibly summoned Fiercefire, which covered his whole body with black flames, and then only Hearing a shrill scream in the flames, it was Professor Quirrell.

It turned out that Voldemort emptied the magic power in Quirrell's body. In order to make Fiendfire more powerful, he didn't even let Quirrell's soul go. With a scream, it will be wiped out, and the dead can't die anymore.

After a while, the black flames turned into a skull face, which could be vaguely seen as Voldemort's appearance, "Boy, I will let you die today without a place to bury you." A roar came from the skull's mouth.

Orlando's powerful soul perception told him that the power of Fiercefire was far beyond what a young Taoist priest in his qi training period could resist. If he was hit head-on, he would most likely follow in Professor Quirrell's footsteps.

Take out a bell, this is the life-saving equipment that Mr. Nicole Flamel prepared for him. Orlando has several pieces of this equipment, but these are all treasures, and they are rare among the alchemy objects of Nicole Flamel. It hurts him to use one thing and lose one thing.

When he was debating whether to use it or not, a huge phoenix figure descended from the sky at an extremely fast speed and blocked Orlando's body. With two chirping sounds, Fiendflame attacking Orlando was blown away by the sound waves, revealing Voldemort's soul.The remaining Fiendflame spread out and instantly burned into a large area. Harry, who was not far away, happened to be within the affected area. The Phoenix ignored the injured Voldemort, jumped in front of Harry and took a deep breath, and the remaining Fiendflame was sucked into it. mouth, but at this time Voldemort was nowhere to be seen.

After dealing with the remaining Fiendfire, the giant phoenix trembled and turned into Dumbledore.

Although it had been expected that Dumbledore would take the path of magical animal attribute magic cultivation, he did not expect that the blood he merged into was actually such a powerful magical animal as the phoenix.

"Harry, are you all right?"

"I'm fine, Professor. No. Headmaster." Harry was stunned by the fierce battle, and his speech was a little slurred.It turns out that magic can still be used in this way, and the battle between wizards is so fierce, which is something he never dared to imagine before.

"Son, you are very good and brave, just like your father." Dumbledore treated Harry with the same kindness and harmony as always.

Orlando curled his lips aside, this is really the treatment of a savior.

"By the way, Professor, the Philosopher's Stone." Harry took out the Philosopher's Stone from his pocket and handed it to Dumbledore.

After Dumbledore took it, he turned around and gave it to Orlando, "Now it can be returned to the original owner, take it."

Orlando would not be polite, he took the Philosopher's Stone and played with it directly. With this thing, his own magic power converter finally has an unlimited source of power, and such a breakthrough period of Qi training is just around the corner.

"Orlando, how did the Philosopher's Stone become yours?" Harry was at a loss.

"Do you know who gave the principal the Philosopher's Stone?"

"Yes, it's Nicole Flamel."

"Do you know who my teacher is?"

"Yes, it's Nicole Flamel."

Orlando rolled his eyes, "Then you still ask."

Harry scratched his head embarrassingly.

"Professor, is Voldemort dead?" Harry turned to Dumbledore.

"No, let him run away, this is really a cunning guy." Dumbledore said regretfully.

Orlando really wanted to complain. If he had such a good opportunity just now, if he worked harder, he might let this remnant soul die. Although Voldemort still has other Horcruxes, he cannot die if the Horcruxes are not destroyed, but they can be destroyed. His remnant soul is also a great blow to his strength.

"Professor, have you met Ron and Hermione?" Harry then remembered that there were two other friends in the secret passage.

"They are all fine, our Orlando rescued them in time, is there any problem?"

"By the way, professor, there is one last question..."

"Is it the last one?"

"How did I get the Philosopher's Stone out of the magic mirror?"

"Ah, I'm glad you're finally asking me about it. It's one of my tricks up the sleeves, and it's quite remarkable that it involves the rapport between you and me. You know, there's only one hope of finding the Philosopher's Stone— - whoever finds it, but doesn't use it - gets it; the rest, only to see in the mirror that they are making a fortune in gold, or drinking elixirs to prolong their lives. What a brain I have Well, sometimes I am surprised too. Well, enough questions have been asked. This place is not suitable for staying for long, let's go back to school first, hold me, don't let go, or you may leave half of your body It's not good here."

Orlando and Harry are both under 16, so they haven't yet experienced apparation, so if you want to get a ride, you have to hold on to Dumbledore's arm.

After a while of dizziness, Orlando felt as if he was pulled out of the toilet. He was very uncomfortable and just wanted to vomit.He secretly swore that he would learn to Apparate during this holiday, and he never wanted to hitch a ride with others again. This feeling was too uncomfortable.

Harry was not much better, and after retching for a while, he realized that several people had returned to Hogwarts.

"Okay, children, I think you need to sleep soundly now. Madam Pomfrey has prepared bunks for you. I believe Ron and Hermione will be very happy to see you."

"Professor, I don't need it. I'd better go back to my dormitory and sleep. In addition, I have another request. I hope that when the principal mentions this matter to the outside world, he will not mention me."

"Why is that? Orlando." Harry was unhappy, he felt that if there was no Orlando today, he might die.

"Because I've gotten too much limelight, Harry, I need to keep a low profile. Besides, I don't want others to know that the Philosopher's Stone is in my hands. You don't want me to live in fear for the rest of my life? Then do it for me How about keeping this a secret?"

Harry was bewildered, he couldn't understand why he should keep a low profile, but he agreed anyway.

"Harry, Orlando is right. Everyone is innocent and he is guilty. This principle applies no matter what era it is. Let's do what Orlando wants!"

(End of this chapter)