The fifth level is Snape's potions logic level, and the wizard's logic is a bit problematic, so Snape thinks that this level can effectively prevent the wizard's ambition for the Philosopher's Stone. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Only by eating the right potion can you pass through the wall of fire, and in seven bottles of different sizes, there are wine, fire prevention and poison. However, Voldemort was clearly not interested in wasting time, so he walked directly through the wall of flames.

"What are we going to do?" Harry looked at Duran, he couldn't solve any logic problems, it was too complicated.

Duran picked up the second bottle and handed it to Harry, "It's the medicine that went through the wall of fire. ”

Harry was a little puzzled, because Duran was so decisive, he didn't understand the question now, what is the leftmost poison, the largest and smallest bottles must be safe, what and what.

"Drink, don't you want to stop Voldemort?" Duran's words made Harry reassured that he would not harm him.

After drinking the potion, I didn't feel anything, and the last experience was the courage to cross the wall of fire. As he walked, Harry crashed into the flames without looking back, showing the courage of the Gryffindor Lion.

The final level of the magic mirror can reflect the thoughts of the person looking in the mirror who desires the most. In front of the huge wooden-framed mirror was a man Harry hadn't expected at all, not Snape, but Quirrell, this year's Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher, the timid man who had always had the stench of garlic on his body.

"How could it be you?" Harry and his friends decided that it was Snape who was going to steal the Philosopher's Stone, Voldemort's lackey Snape.

"Harry Potter!" Quirrell's tone was filled with disgust, as if he had seen the most disgusting cockroach.

Harry was holding his wand in his hand, cautious, he didn't know any attack spells, he just thought it was safe to hold it.

Suddenly Quirrell's expression changed, from contempt to humility, talking to himself, Harry was confused, could there be something wrong with this Quirrell?

After a while, Quirrell seemed to have been instructed, and suddenly became serious, and took a few steps forward to carry Harry in front of the magic mirror: "Find the Philosopher's Stone." ”

He hadn't found the Philosopher's Stone yet, and Harry didn't have any attack spells, so he was taken to the Magic Mirror without resistance, and he saw his parents again. The mirror had been seen by Harry in a room before, but had been removed by Dumbledore.

"Do you see the Philosopher's Stone?" Quirrell asked fiercely.

Harry only saw his parents standing on either side of him, so he shook his head.

Quirrell was visibly impatient, he couldn't stand Harry's stupid head.

"Let me talk to him. Harry heard a third voice, not himself or Rocky, but another gloomy and terrible man, and the scar on his forehead burned as painful.

"But master, you are weak now...... Quirrell said humbly.

"Don't rebel against me, Quirrell. Quirrell's tone was so heavy that Quirrell didn't dare to disobey, and he removed the long turban from his head and turned away, revealing a face on the back of his head.

Harry was startled, and the monsters in horror stories were nothing more than that. The face on the back of the head said, "Harry Potter." ”

Harry knew immediately who he was, he was Voldemort, and he subconsciously clenched his trouser pocket, because when he looked in the mirror, he saw that he had put a red stone in his trouser pocket, and now he felt that there was something heavy in his trouser pocket, it must be a philosopher's stone.

"Hand over the Philosopher's Stone, I know you've got it. Voldemort approached Harry eerily, seeming to be able to see through Harry's heart and expose his lies.

"I'm sorry sir, but you're not the most handsome man in the world. Just as Harry was enduring the double pressure of pain in his forehead and fear in his heart, the magic mirror spoke.

Voldemort also didn't think of it, could it be that the sunglasses still have a mechanism?

"The most handsome man in the world is Duran!"

......

Duran, the Muggle Voldemort who appeared at Hogwarts to lower the level of the entire wizardry school, knew about him, because he and Rocky had also received psychological counseling from Duran, and if it weren't for the patience to come back to life, he would have done it to Duran a long time ago. How could Muggles meddle in the wizarding world, this was absolutely not allowed.

"You're here to die, Mudbloods. Voldemort let out a low roar and cast a curse on Duran, but he didn't find him.

"In this era, only those who are handsome have human rights, Voldemort, the era of your peak appearance has passed, and now it is my time. Voices came from all directions.

Harry hurriedly stepped back, he had no idea how Duran was making a sound.

"Master, this mudblood is quirky. Quirrell reminded.

"Haha, I already knew that you were possessed by Voldemort, and your psychological report has betrayed you, poor Quirrell, in fact, your Egyptian vampire-proof garlic is just trying to cover up the rancid stench on Voldemort's body, and speaking of which, you also self-harmed Voldemort to a certain extent, and your nose is all gone. ”

"I willingly dedicated myself to my master. Quirrell said, "You mudblood, my master will tear you to pieces." ”

...... The silence, Duran's silence made the whole space even more eerie, only the sound of candles flickering.

Suddenly, before Quirrell and Voldemort could react, their arms flew up, their wands swirling in the air, blood blooming like petals scattered into the sky.

"Blade!" Duran was already standing in front of Voldemort.

Ahhhh

"It looks like you're going to be torn to pieces, so let's get started. Duran snapped his knuckles and then disappeared (physically), and with the razor he had the sharpness of a blade, Quirrell soon couldn't move anymore.

Voldemort looked at Duran in amazement, he knew that Quirrell was useless, and the mutilated soul left the back of his head, turning into black smoke and about to rush towards the wall of fire.

"Avada Curse!" Duran unleashed an attack that shattered his soul, and boom, even the band of the flame wave was shattered.

Voldemort realized that he had underestimated Duran too much, and his soul was torn apart, obviously without any trace of magic. It's like you're going to die again.

It can only be said that Voldemort brought on himself, and dividing his soul into several parts is not just to experience a few more deaths?

Ahhh Originally, this broken soul was very weak, but now it was hit hard by Liu Adou, and it immediately disappeared from existence.

The world is finally pure.

Liu Adou looked at Rocky, who was not dead yet, and put his limbs back: "Today is your lucky day, congratulations on getting rid of Voldemort's control." ”

There was no response, as Voldemort had destroyed Rocky's brain when he left, and he had become a happy idiot.

Looking at Harry again, he actually fainted, apparently Voldemort's broken soul made him faint in pain, poor child, it was literally a humanoid Voldemort approaching the siren. (To be continued.) )