The god of flesh and blood magic at Hogwarts!

"Are you setting a trap for me? Asking me to do something that is theoretically impossible to accomplish?" Thorne said suddenly after a long silence.

"This is to accumulate your reputation. The Boy Who Lived and the future headmaster of Hogwarts, I think the latter's reputation is more important." Dumbledore explained.

"So... you want me to kill Voldemort?" Thorne pointed at himself and said in confusion.

"Do you have the confidence?" Dumbledore asked.

"What the hell! Seriously, if you suddenly feel unhappy with me and want me to die, you can choose to poison the dishes at the Slytherin table. There is no need to use this method to let me die." Thorne complained.

"Tom is not invincible, and he is in Quirrell's body. Quirrell's magic power is not strong, on the contrary, it is a bit too weak. Otherwise, he would not go to the Albanian forest to find Voldemort and try to gain powerful power because of this." Dumbledore explained.

"Do you think I have a chance of winning? What if Voldemort directly overdraws Quirrell's magic power?" Thorne asked.

"Of course you do, Tom............ He is very powerful, but in the final analysis, he is just like that. He can only use the Killing Curse to spread fear. You just need to not be afraid of the Killing Curse." Dumbledore took out a phoenix tail feather from his pocket, and the next moment the tail feather suddenly turned into a golden flame and merged into Thorne's body.

"This is a Nirvana magic. After you die, he will save your life and let you be reborn." Dumbledore explained.

"Only Nirvana once?" Thorne asked.

"Nirvana lasts for one minute. You will not die in this minute. It is enough for you to kill Quirrell and Tom." Dumbledore explained.

"............. Well, another hard job... and... I think I was tricked by you." Thorne stuck out his tongue and said.

"I will protect you in the dark, please rest assured."

"I will... Tell me when you will take action." Thorne nodded and walked out of the principal's office. After returning to the dormitory, he picked up the magic book and started reading. It is better to sharpen your skills before the battle.

Although he also sharpened his skills at ordinary times.

In this way, Thorne spent two days of peaceful life until Dumbledore sent a letter that night.

[Tonight at 11 o'clock, the secret room in the corridor on the fourth floor. ]

"It's about to start." Thorne's heartbeat began to become rapid, and the whole person became a little excited.

As he said that, he jumped up from the bed, quickly put on his clothes and walked out of the Slytherin lounge. He looked down at his pocket watch, half past ten.

Eleven o'clock was probably the time when Harry and his friends started to challenge the level. He simply found a corridor nearby and sat on the steps and waited quietly.

Soon, the hour hand of the pocket watch pointed to eleven o'clock. Thorne stood up and patted the dust on his wizard robe, and walked towards the fourth floor.

They arrived at the corridor on the fourth floor without any obstacles. When they opened the door of the secret room, the three-headed dog was lying there and sleeping soundly. In the vastness, there was a harp that played by itself.

Thorne waved his wand to make the sleeping three-headed dog float up, and he opened the trap door and flew down like a piece of silk.

Thanks to the fact that Harry and his three friends had almost cleared the level in advance, Thorne arrived at the huge wizard chessboard made by Professor McGonagall without any obstacles, and saw two familiar faces.

Hermione, who was holding the wand and was in a dilemma, and Ron, who was dizzy.

At this time, the two also saw Thorne who came in. Ron woke up immediately, and his hand holding the wand was shaking slightly.

"Hello?" Thorne waved his hand and said.

"..........What are you doing here?" Ron said seriously.

"What am I doing here... guess what?" Thorne was in the mood to play when he saw the two of them. Anyway, Harry still had to have a verbal fight with Voldemort, so it was not bad for him to tease them here.

"You must be here to help Voldemort! Hermione, you can't let him pass!" Ron said seriously.

"Hermione, believe me, I'm a good person." Thorne said to Hermione.

"I..........you....I believe you..." Hermione struggled to say halfway, and was suddenly hit by a stun spell from behind. Ron trembled and held his wand, looking at Thorne as if he was facing a great enemy.

"Really decisive." Thorne exclaimed.

"I won't let you pass." Ron said with a gloomy face.

"Hmm..."Thorne looked down at his pocket watch and sighed, "I'm sorry that time is running out. I can't play with you guys anymore."

He took out his wand and cast a stun spell, which flew forward without hesitation, dispersing all kinds of spells released by Ron, and flew straight to Ron.

The latter's eyelids fluttered, and the whole person seemed to twitch, and he lost consciousness directly.

"Hey... you are quite loyal." Thorne sighed and stepped over Ron's body, and then walked towards the next level.

The potion level set by Snape, and the anti-fire potion in it had been drunk by Harry, but fortunately the magic flame set by Snape was not a high-level flame, and he used the wizard's hand to directly suppress it, and walked to the last level in a swagger.

Thorne pushed the door and walked in, Professor Quirrell or Voldemort, Harry, the Mirror of Erised, and Dumbledore who was hiding in the dark.

"Thorne? Why are you here? "Voldemort asked Thorne with sharp eyes.

"Black!" Harry looked at Black with trembling pupils, and since Black came here... then Ron and Hermione outside...

"Black! What happened to Ron and Hermione?" Harry asked in surprise.

"Uh-huh... lying on the ground." Thorne shrugged and said.

"Answer my question, Thorne, what are you doing here?" Voldemort asked.

"Don't mention it, I deduced that there is a Philosopher's Stone here, but I didn't expect that you have already got there first..."

Thorne shook his head and said.

"Then you can leave now........." Voldemort said faintly.

"No, no, no... In addition to the Philosopher's Stone, I have a second purpose." Thorne shook his head and said.

"What?" Voldemort asked.

"Come to kill you!"