Natural Magic at Hogwarts

Chapter 72
"Hermione, can you really do this?"

Harry looked at Hermione who was scratching her head, thinking hard, and chattering like a madman, and worriedly wanted to take the parchment in her hand.

"No, I...I can't!"

Hermione trembled and put down the parchment absentmindedly. She looked at the black flames in front of her. The hot temperature was like the fluctuation of time, reminding her that there was no time for her to continue calculating.

She had never been so desperate...

but……

"Harry, pick up all these potions, sometimes we need another way to break the situation!"

Hermione gritted her teeth, looking at the things on the ground that dogs wouldn't even make, she took a deep breath.

"Put a drop of the liquid inside on both the back and front flames. The answer must be what makes the flames fearful!"

Hermione was a little ashamed. The answer was clearly right in front of her, but she was still being led by the person who designed this place.

She felt something was wrong. If this was really a place to protect the magic stone, would it be designed to leave answers like this?
Before Hermione could think clearly, she heard Harry shouting loudly from the purple flames behind her: "Hermione, this bottle is the potion to get out of here!"

After Harry finished speaking, he carried other potions and headed towards the black flames. He quickly found a potion that could suppress the black flames, but it was obvious that the owner here only wanted one person to get through.

Harry squeezed the potion bottle and said seriously to Hermione: "Hermione, you go back to find Ron now, and leave here to find Dumbledore. Only one of us can get there, and I must stop Snape!"

After saying that, Harry drank the potion without caring about Hermione and broke into the black flames.

……

The person Bree and Voldemort were waiting for arrived.

When Harry broke into the stone room, he saw a man dressed in rags and holding a wand. Without seeing clearly, he said sternly: "Snape, I absolutely..."

Unfortunately, when he saw it clearly, it was Quirrell's face that was twitching and fainting...

It's not Quirrell, it's Voldemort, and Quirrell is completely controlled by him!
Voldemort turned around and looked at Harry in surprise.

"Okay, okay, you're finally here." After saying that, Voldemort immediately turned around and cast a powerful petrification spell on Bree. Bree was always on guard, but it was obvious that what Voldemort wanted to do was not to hit Bree, but to Take the opportunity to hold Harry Potter hostage.

Just after Bree escaped the curse, Harry was lifted up by Voldemort's neck.

"Harry Potter, thank you for coming, stupid Quirrell still has some effect."

what!
Harry struggled to think: Quirrell is Voldemort's man, what about Snape!
"Ah!" Harry grabbed Voldemort's hand, and Voldemort felt a sting that penetrated deep into his soul, causing him to throw Harry aside.

Voldemort's hands were strangely red, as if they were about to collapse.

When Bree saw this, she immediately understood that Harry could kill Voldemort and make Voldemort collapse just by touching him with his body.

Bree knew the time had come.

"Chirp!"

It's the voice of Phoenix!

Dumbledore is here!

Breed faster!
"Voldemort, you hateful leader of the Death Eaters, you can never make me surrender. I will never let you take the Sorcerer's Stone. I have no obligation to care about you if you do evil anywhere, but Hogwarts does not allow your intrusion. !”

After saying that, Bree didn't wait for Voldemort to speak, and the wand on her wrist popped out. The tip of the wand was filled with powerful magic, and a large number of vines pulled up from the ground and surged towards Voldemort.

"Potter, come here!"

Seeing Harry struggling to get up, Bree immediately shouted.

Harry had no doubts. He had heard clearly just now that Bree was from their side. Judging from the traces here, the two had a fight here.

Trotting to Bree, Harry was about to speak when Bree covered his mouth.

"Stop talking. You are the only one who can kill Voldemort now. Are you willing to kill him?"

When Harry heard this, he nodded suddenly. It was his lifelong wish to kill Voldemort!
Seeing this, Bree raised her eyebrows and smiled softly.

"Very well, then..."

Bree grabbed Harry, and Voldemort on the opposite side also broke free from the vines.

"All petrochemical!"

Bree waved her wand and used all the magic power in her body to hit Voldemort with a magic wave, causing Voldemort to freeze for a moment, and that was just this moment.

"Ah!" Before Harry had time to think, Bree tore his clothes violently and threw him out.

"What are you doing!" Before Voldemort could move, he stared at Harry, who was charging towards him with his teeth and claws bared in mid-air. He tried his best to break free, but when the phoenix chirped again from outside, he paused. Living.

Harry was seen clinging to Voldemort's body, and the two were in physical contact. Harry grabbed Voldemort's head in panic, and soon Voldemort shouted in pain.

"No!"

At this time, Bree also fell to the ground weakly, looking at a group of professors walking in from outside.

The professors stared at the shirtless Harry and the ragged Voldemort, who was constantly shouting in pain, but Bree didn't think so much. Anyway, he had done everything he had to do, and he couldn't really kill Voldemort. , he had a premonition that Voldemort would not die so easily, as if he was killed by the so-called savior and left his soul, Bree was not sure of killing him with one blow.

Then let the savior try to kill him again.

Soon, Voldemort's body crumbled into pieces, and Harry lay on the ground panting heavily.

"Oh my God!"

Professor McGonagall couldn't imagine what she saw.

"Potter!" Snape immediately rushed forward, picked up the weak Harry, and when he saw that he was still alive, he dropped him to the cold ground.

"It seems our savior is real..."

Well, no, Voldemort is not dead yet!

Snape subconsciously grabbed Harry and stepped back, a cloud of black gas rising from the debris in front of them.

Dumbledore saw this and waved his wand quickly, but the black energy had already rushed into the Mirror of Erised.

"Voldemort, you are really here..."

Dumbledore felt that things were beyond his imagination, but it was obvious that with the power of Bree and Harry, they saved the inevitable crisis.

"What's the use of hiding in the Mirror of Erised?"

Now Voldemort hates Bree. He originally thought that Bree and Dumbledore would not deal with him, but he did not expect that he would suddenly become violent when Harry came. Even Voldemort did not react. What did Bree say just now? Do you mean to show your relationship to the savior?

Voldemort's soul anxiously wanders in the Mirror of Erised, hoping that finding the Philosopher's Stone may give him a chance of survival. If his main soul dies, he can be reborn elsewhere, but that won't be possible anymore. It's him.

Ah!
No!

"Did Dumbledore lie to everyone? Impossible, absolutely impossible!"

Voldemort obviously felt the breath of the Sorcerer's Stone in the mirror, but now he can't find it at all.

"Does it take Potter to find the Philosopher's Stone?"

"There's a crack!"

Seeing the rift, Voldemort had a crazy idea, and soon Dumbledore was helping to make it happen.

"Oh, Bree, are you okay?" Professor McGonagall walked up to Bree and helped him up.

Bree shook his head. He didn't want to say too much in front of Dumbledore. He would make mistakes if he spoke too much. A savior would tell him.

Dumbledore looked at the Mirror of Erised. Now he needs someone who can face his desires to find the Philosopher's Stone. It is indeed a good idea to let Voldemort stay in the Mirror of Erised, but he must not stay with the Philosopher's Stone.

"Harry, now Voldemort only has his soul left, and he wants to find the Philosopher's Stone in the mirror. We must find it first before him. I think you have adapted to the desire brought by the magic mirror and can face it..."

"Dumbledore, you can't let Potter face Voldemort!"

Snape pulled Potter behind him and spoke coldly to Dumbledore, but Harry behind him didn't think so.

"I won't let Voldemort get the Sorcerer's Stone!"

Harry struggled to put aside Snape's hand and walked in front of Dumbledore. This made Dumbledore's blue eyes flash behind his glasses, and then he said kindly: "Then stand in front of the mirror and face your desires. Let's Everyone will be watching, nothing will happen."

"I trust you, Professor Dumbledore."

Harry walked to the Mirror of Erised and looked at himself in the mirror, but just then!
"bump!"

A huge force of hateful magic burst out from the Mirror of Erised. The Mirror of Erised exploded instantly. When Harry was about to be knocked away by this force, Dumbledore protected Harry behind him and blocked it with his own powerful power. caused harm.

Pieces of sharp mirror fragments scratched across, piercing into the stone wall with powerful magic power, making a roar.

Snape used magic to resist, and McGonagall immediately protected Bree. However, Snape and McGonagall's strength was obviously not enough to resist Voldemort's magic and self-destruction. A powerful natural magic surge surged around Bree, and he stretched out his hand. It protected Mag and allowed the incoming magic power to spread to both sides.

"Poof!" Snape spat out a mouthful of blood.

In the chaos, Voldemort's pale soul was ready to take the opportunity to slip away, but the huge self-destruction of magic power still nearly collapsed his soul. It may take a lot of time to cultivate.

Voldemort roared loudly: "I will return with fear!"

Voldemort looked coldly at Dumbledore and Potter, and finally turned his gaze to Bree. When he passed over Bree and was about to leave, he found that he was being pulled by a force of contract. His face changed drastically, and he hurriedly rushed outside, but There is still a part of the soul that flows to Bree.

Bree also felt the change in the contract, and it was this change that pulled this part of Voldemort's soul.

"Ah!" Voldemort fled Hogwarts in panic, and the violent magic surrounding the stone chamber slowly subsided.

"Severus, are you okay?" Dumbledore supported Harry and looked at Snape.

"not dead!"

Snape stared at Harry coldly, and after making sure it was all right, he snorted coldly and swallowed the blood in his mouth.

Professor McGonagall looked pale, and Bree was also a little weak.

No one could have imagined that Voldemort would explode his magic power and blow up the Mirror of Erised. He was truly a lunatic.

"The Philosopher's Stone?" Harry looked at Dumbledore worriedly.

But Dumbledore said: "I can't find it, but Voldemort didn't take it away."

Maybe Voldemort blew himself up?

Dumbledore wasn't sure, but there was only this explanation. There was no smell of the Philosopher's Stone around, nor in Voldemort's soul.

And Bree knew very well that Voldemort used a lot of magic in the blood of unicorns, and the Philosopher's Stone was on his table.

　Okay, Chapter 5 will be added. . .Huh,,, I'm going to go up to the mountains to work soon, woo woo hoo. . .

　　
　
(End of this chapter)