Hogwarts: Where are the Pokémon?

Chapter 129 The Death of Quirrell, Pikachu with a Scar on Voldemort's Head
"Electric shock monster, you have evolved?!"

Looking at the evolved Electric Shock Beast, Harry was surprised and delighted.

He also didn't expect that the electric shock monster could evolve at such a critical moment. You must know that according to his calculations, the electric shock monster is actually still a little far from the level of evolution.

"Could it be that the electric shock monster evolved in advance because of the desire to defeat the enemy?" Harry couldn't help but think of what Professor Xia had said in the previous class.

The evolution level of Pokémon is not completely fixed. Even if the level of some Pokémon is high enough to evolve, it may not evolve, and even if the level of some Pokémon is insufficient, the potential may be stimulated in advance due to some external factors.

At this time, the high-spirited momentum of the electric shock beast clearly confirmed this point.

Facing the huge rock boa constrictor, Electric Shock Beast not only did not show the slightest fear, but was full of confidence!
"Is this evolution? This beast is really good for you, Harry, will you think of your scar when you see the lightning pattern on its body?" Quirrell sneered.

It was the first time he saw the evolution of Pokémon, and once again he sighed in his heart how incredible this creature was, but he didn't show mercy at all.

Under his command, the huge rock python crushed it with its huge body!
This is no different from being hit by a rock mountain. If it is really hit, even the Pokémon's body will be severely injured.

"Electric Beast, get out of the way!"

The Electric Shock Beast raised its arms high to make itself more imposing. The next moment, its body, which was more flexible than before, jumped up, avoided the python's attack, and landed directly on the opponent's body.

"Lightning Fist!"

Hearing Harry's order, the Electric Shock Beast immediately raised its fist, and its thick palm was wrapped around the thunderbolt, as if it was holding the thunderbolt in its hand!
boom! ! !
The Thunder Fist slammed on the giant python's head, blowing off half of the giant python's head in an instant.After losing his complete body, Quirrell's transfiguration seems to have lost its effect, and the huge rock body also collapsed!

Seeing this, Dumbledore, who was hiding, was very shocked.

In fact, before Xia Lin brought Pokémon to school, he never thought that Harry could actually fight the mysterious man's minions to such an extent.

Now it seems that Harry, who has the power of Pokémon, has the qualifications to fight against adult wizards.

Of course, because it's just a trivial qualification.Harry, who lacks his own magic power and knows few spells, is his biggest weakness.

"Electric Beast, good job!"

Harry is now full of momentum and wants to continue to attack, but the collapsed rocks seem to be alive again at this moment, floating around the electric shock beast.

"It's too early for you to be happy, Harry!" Quirrell waved the spell while swinging his other hand. His magic power controlled the rocks and surrounded the electric beasts.

The next moment, countless rocks immediately threw towards the Electric Shock Beast, completely enveloping it, and constantly squeezing it inside!

"Jia—"

This physical force quickly brought great pain to the electric shock beast, and the continuously compressed rocks might even crush the electric shock beast's bones, putting its life in danger.

"Electric Beast, destroy those rocks!"

The electric shock beast immediately released its own electricity, and after the extremely destructive lightning shattered the shackles of the rock, the exhausted electric shock beast finally regained its freedom.

But relatively, its physical strength has been depleted.

Harry also understands this. Judging the physical strength of Pokémon is a very important part of Pokémon battles.

After all, there is no such thing as a blood bar in reality.

For this reason, he stared at Quilo, trying to find the opponent's flaw, so that the last physical strength of the electric shock beast could be used.

"I admit that you did a good job Harry, but it's a pity that it's over!" Quirrell was full of confidence, "Of course, I won't kill you for the time being. Your life and death will of course have to wait for my master to resurrect himself." Fall."

"Thunderbolt—"

"Squeaky!"

Quirrell just wanted to cast the final spell to kill the Zap Beast, but the moment Quirrell picked up the wand, the Zap Beast immediately made an extremely piercing sound, as if the nails of ten fingers were directly touching the blackboard. Scraping slowly, some kind of sharp object seems to slash across the glass!
No, more than that!

Even if the sound was amplified ten times, it would be indescribable. The terrifying noise directly interrupted Quirrell's spellcasting, leaving his mind blank and covering his ears in pain.

Even Harry, who was standing behind the Electric Beast, was a little affected by the sonic-type moves.

But compared to Quirrell, this impact is much smaller.

In order to restrain Quirrell, the electric shock beast must keep making noises, but if it takes a long time, Quirrell will slowly adapt, so he must respond as soon as possible.

Fortunately, he has not forgotten that he is a wizard.

"Let me see, the spell I know—"

Although the number of spells he knows is not as good as Hermione's, but in this situation, even if he is learning now, he must act.

Levitation spell?It doesn't seem to work.

Unlocking spell?Needless to say.

Flame curse?Harry worried that the flames would burn Quirrell to death, making him a murderer.

correct!Binding spell!

He remembered the Binding Charm Hermione cast on Neville, a spell they hadn't learned yet, but he saw Hermione try it once and remembered what it was.

"Please, we must succeed!" Harry picked up his wand and pointed it at Quirrell, "All petrified!"

A blue light flew out from the front of his wand immediately, and after the light hit Quirrell's body, Quirrell immediately became stiff as if he had been frozen, and fell straight down in a strange and hideous posture.

"Success!"

Harry showed joy, and he didn't expect that he succeeded on the first attempt, so he high-fived the electric shock beast.

Seeing the miserable appearance of Qi Luo now, he couldn't help but mocked: "Now, who lost?"

Quirrell, who was lying on the ground, rolled his eyes in pain, staring at him with hatred, but couldn't say a word.

This made Harry very proud.

"Now, I'm leaving with the Philosopher's Stone. You just wait here for Dumbledore or Professor Xia Lin to arrest you." As he spoke, he walked slowly towards the only decoration in the room—— Rhys Mirror.

Harry was all too familiar with it.

This is a mirror that can reflect what people expect in their hearts. During the Christmas holidays last year, he was still sinking in the false environment reflected in the mirror.

The principal put the mirror here, which means that the Philosopher's Stone is hidden in it!

And he suddenly realized that it might not be accidental that he found this mirror before.Maybe Dumbledore sent this mirror to himself on purpose, so that he could understand how to take out the Philosopher's Stone from the mirror.

But rather than being annoyed, Harry was glad that Dumbledore thought he had a right to face Voldemort.

Now, he only needs to keep thinking about the Philosopher's Stone in his mind, and the mirror itself will show what he desires.

Sure enough, Harry suddenly felt something extra on the inside of his thigh.

But to say something that puzzled him, that is, what Quirrell and Voldemort wanted should also be the Philosopher's Stone, but they didn't get anything from the mirror.

Just as Harry was thinking this way, the scar on his head suddenly started to hurt!
He turned his head suddenly, and saw that Quirrell, who should have fallen, was holding up his wand at this time, and the tip of the wand glowed red.

"you--"

He only had time to utter a word before Quirrell's attack was fired.

Harry quickly rolled to the side, dodging the attack. At this time, the Electric Shock Beast rushed towards him holding the Thunderbolt, but was knocked away by the spell that Quirrell cast at will!

"Hehehe, hello, Harry—" A shrill voice came from Quirrell, but strangely, Quirrell didn't open his mouth at all.

Harry felt as if he was tightly entangled in the devil's net, and he couldn't move at all.He stood there dumbfounded, watching Quirrell raised his hand to remove the scarf on his head.The scarf fell, and Quirrell's bare head looked oddly small.Then, slowly, he turned around on the spot.

Where the back of Quirrell's head should have been, there was a face, Harry had never seen such a hideous and terrifying face.The face was as white as chalk, with glowing red eyes and two nostrils that were long and slender like snakes.

"Harry Potter..." he whispered.

Harry tried to step back, but his legs wouldn't do it.

"Look what I've become!" said the face, "only shadow and vapor... I can only have form if I share a body with others... But there are always people who will let me To get into their hearts and minds... well, once I get the elixir, I'll be able to recreate a body of my own... well... why don't you hand me the Philosopher's Stone you have in your pocket?"

"You were playing dead just now? Just to get the Philosopher's Stone from me!" Harry figured it out.

I'm afraid that my own binding spell has no effect from the beginning, but Voldemort can't get the Philosopher's Stone from the mirror, so he has to borrow his own hand.

"You're very clever, but now, give me the Philosopher's Stone!" Quirrell approached him in a backward posture, which allowed Voldemort to still stare at him.Now there was a grin on that wicked face.

"Don't even think about it!" Harry yelled sharply.

"How touching..." He said in a hoarse voice, "I have always admired courage... Yes, my son, your parents were very brave...I killed your father first, but he would rather die than submit. Fight with me...your mother didn't have to die...she tried her best to protect you...well, give me the Philosopher's Stone, don't let your mother die for you in vain."

After hearing what he said, Harry seemed to have figured it out, put his hands on his waist and groped, and soon, he grabbed something.

"Okay, I can give it to you, as long as you don't kill me."

Voldemort had no doubts about him, and Harry's submission seemed normal to him.Zuo Zuo is just a little ghost, how can he not be afraid of the threat of death?

But he was wrong about Harry.

He didn't know that not everyone was afraid of death!
"Take it, Voldemort, the only thing I can give you is this!" Seeing Voldemort approaching, Harry suddenly jumped up and threw the thing in his hand violently!

The red sphere hit Voldemort's face directly, and a golden lightning flashed.

"Pikachu, use Iron Tail!"

The small body of Pikachu that jumped out of the poke ball turned around in mid-air, and the tail like a zigzag blade seemed to be covered with metallic luster!
"Pickup!"

Even Voldemort didn't expect this. He believed in Harry's "fear" because he had seen too many people who were greedy for life and afraid of death.

Who would have thought that such a young child could face the horror of Voldemort?
Pikachu's iron tail slashed Voldemort's face mercilessly, leaving a deep scar on his forehead!

The pain immediately made Voldemort go crazy, he didn't even back away, but directly reached out and grabbed Pikachu's tail, smashing it heavily to the ground!
"Very well, Harry Potter! You foolishly chose death!"

He was merciless, not as hesitant as Quirrell, the tip of the wand emitted a green light, and directly cast the death curse on Harry!
"Avada Kendawa!"

For more than ten years, chanting the name of this spell heartily once again made Voldemort feel extremely happy. He even forgot the pain on his forehead for a while, and let the blood flow into his eyes, but he also wanted to watch Harry die in the In front of him!

However, how could Dumbledore and Xia Lin, who were watching from the sidelines, allow this to happen.

Dumbledore shot without hesitation, the scarlet curse shot out from his wand, intersected with the Killing Curse, and directly pushed Voldemort's spell back!
If Voldemort hadn't reacted in time, he would have been hit by his own spell again.

"Dumbledore!" Voldemort's tone was startled, frightened, and a little annoyed.

"Your plan has failed, Tom." Dumbledore came out calmly, and he looked coldly at Voldemort possessing Quirrell, not looking worried.

But Voldemort calmed down quickly after a brief panic.

"Really? I don't think so." He sneered.

He knew that no matter what spell he used, Dumbledore would probably fight back. At this time, trying to kill Harry Potter was tantamount to dreaming.But he can completely control Harry and use his life to make a deal with Dumbledore.

So instead of using his wand, he grabbed Harry who was right in front of him with his hands.

"You can't kill me, but I can kill—ah—"

Before he finished speaking, he screamed and retracted his hand, as if what he touched was not a person, but boiling water.

Actually, much more serious.

Because countless blisters had already appeared on his arms, as if he had touched something highly poisonous.

At this moment, Harry also understood that Voldemort might not be able to touch him, so he rushed towards Voldemort without hesitation——

(End of this chapter)