Hogwarts starts with stealing power.

Chapter 169 Number 12
No one can choose their origin.

Just like Harry, he never chose to be the savior himself.

Harry would rather have a happy family, where his parents love him, and he has lived in a warm and bright environment since he was a child.

But he had no choice.

Just like this time, he obviously could not break into the restricted area and not prevent Quirrell from getting the magic stone to resurrect the so-called master.

But he can't.

He thought that if a person really had to make a choice, he would not be able to ignore all this and let the tragedy that swept the entire wizarding world strike again.

Sometimes, he always felt that there was an invisible force pushing him, or the thoughts in his heart became more and more firm, forcing him to do this.

Harry opened his eyes amidst the severe pain in his forehead, and struggled to catch Quirrell with his hands, preventing him from getting close to the Philosopher's Stone exposed on the edge of his pocket.

At the same time, he stretched out his other hand, took out the magic stone, and threw it to Lin Xia!
This was his subconscious reaction. He believed in Lin Xia more than Mikel who was not far behind him.

Mikel shook his head: "No, I don't want to, hey, man, can everyone relax, let's put the Sorcerer's Stone away first, and then give it to Dumbledore.

Lin Xia didn't know how to destroy the magic stone, but she knew that all things were interdependent. Since the magic stone could bring such a powerful "immortality" effect, it must also have a fatal weakness.

Lin Xia didn't listen to what Mikel said, and only slowly drew the bow and stretched the string.

Lin Xia had a hunch that such a powerful magic stone could be easily destroyed.

After shouting this sentence, Harry felt that his throat had become extremely hoarse, as if he couldn't say anything, not even the strength.

She slowly drew her wooden bow and pointed it at the magic stone on the ground.

Lin Xia saw the Sorcerer's Stone on the ground and was about to move forward when she suddenly noticed that Mikel behind Harry was also staring directly at the Sorcerer's Stone.

Subtle magic power flowed outwards along her body, "Nine Heavens Xuanyang Secret Record·Melting Furnace" operated silently, and a golden arrow formed entirely by magic power appeared in Lin Xia's palm.

His hand fell down weakly, unable to stop Quirrell in the slightest.

Harry shouted: "Leave with the Sorcerer's Stone, Lin Xia, you go quickly!"

"No, don't point your bow and arrow at the Magic Stone. No, no, no, please, don't do this. It's too fragile. It's the only Magic Stone in the world.

Mikel came back from his desire for the magic stone, and suddenly noticed that Lin Xia had drawn his bow, and hurriedly walked over to pick up the magic stone.

Look, Harry is unconscious, Professor Quirrell has no fighting ability, and it's all over. "

Harry tried hard not to look at Quirrell's current state. He kept shouting in pain, as if he had been tortured, his hands had all melted, and he had both hands gone!

"What about you, Mikel, what do you want to do, what are you doing near the Magic Stone, do you want to get it?"

A glint flashed in Lin Xia's eyes. Instead of picking up the magic stone, she quietly took out an ordinary-looking wooden bow from the ring.

The sudden change on the field occurred in just such an instant, and no one could react.

If it is damaged, even Nico Flamel may not have the means to make another one..."

Draco stood next to Lin Xia, looking at Mikel defensively, with his wand pointed at him.

Is this all over?

Lin Xia seemed to be drawing the bow with concentration, but in fact he had been observing Quirrell who was lying on the ground and wailing.

Quirrell looked in great pain. His arm was melted away, but the blood did not flow out. The wound on the broken arm was burned directly into a scar that blocked the blood.

He fell to the ground and rolled around, allowing everyone to see the head behind him. Voldemort had closed his eyes and looked very painful.

The two of them shared a body. Quirrell couldn't feel better, and Voldemort couldn't feel better either.

But is this really how it ends?
The golden hypnotic pocket watch in Lin Xia's arms suddenly turned slightly, and the slender pointer returned to the number "12".

Before that, when Lin Xia entered the room, the pocket watch was already turning quietly.

It starts from "12", goes to "1", then "2", "3"... all the way over and over again, returning to the origin of "12".

[Golden pocket watch hypnosis successful]
Quirrell, who was wailing on the ground, suddenly opened his eyes, and Voldemort on the head behind him also opened his slender, snake-like eyes.

"The Sorcerer's Stone, haha." His high-pitched and sinister voice sounded, "What I can't get, you guys can't even think of getting!"

An invisible magic power suddenly emerged, and the magic stone on the ground suddenly levitated. Lin Xia couldn't help but be startled.

At this moment, another magical force appeared. This magical force was far more powerful than Voldemort's. It had an all-encompassing power and collided with the power that Voldemort exerted on the Philosopher's Stone.

But Voldemort's magic is more cunning than imagined.

It seems that there is only one ray of magic, but in fact there are two rays of magic.

A ray of magic collided with the mighty magic, while another ray of magic bombarded the magic stone!

"Copy spell!"

Many magic stones emerged like heavy rain from the sky, one, two, three, four...

At this time, the wooden bow in Lin Xia's hand was fully charged and had to be fired!

call out--

A scream pierced the sky and quickly hit the pile of magic stones, leaving a deep hole in the ground.

At the same time, there were hundreds of magic stones affected by the frontal impact and the aftermath of the side shock. They were shattered, smashed, and cracked...

However, Lin Xia's bow and arrow could not stop the effect of the magical power on the magic stone. It was only cleaned up, and the magic stone continued to increase, and soon it became a pile.

Dumbledore appeared in front of Lin Xia and others, staring at Quirrell in front of him, waving his wand gently, and a powerful witchcraft fell on Voldemort.

Lin Xia didn't know the name of this witchcraft, but she could feel Voldemort's pain. He roared, his voice was hoarse, but he could still be heard by everyone——

"Dumbledore, you can't stop me, you can't stop me..."

The next second, Quirrell's body twitched several times, completely dead, and Voldemort also closed his eyes.

At the same time, the magic stones in the room were rolled up by a magical force, flew towards the window, and broke out of the window.

Dumbledore waved his wand again.

Bang bang bang!
Pieces of magic stones were shattered, but unfortunately, some of them still escaped through the window.

Lin Xia looked outside and saw that the magic stones were flying toward the Forbidden Forest.

"Okay, little wizards, thank you for your help. I guess you are a little tired, so why not take a nap."

Lin Xia looked up and could only see Dumbledore's half-moon glasses, and his consciousness fell into darkness.

There was an unnoticed click sound, and the golden pocket watch in her arms turned silently again, returning to the number "12".

(End of this chapter)