Honghuang: I, the Emperor Donghua, establish the immortal celestial court

Chapter 224: Disgusting Breath

Soon, the three of them half-crouched down and started walking downwards with jumping hands and feet.

Gradually, the light became brighter and brighter.

At the same time, a wooden door appeared, plain and simple.

The three of them suddenly stopped and stood in front of the wooden door.

"How to say?"

Harry and Ron didn't know what to do, and wanted to seek Hermione's advice. They estimated that the end of the Chamber of Secrets was below, and it was very likely that Snape was inside.

Therefore, they did not dare to go in rashly, for fear of being attacked by Snape.

"What else can we do? Let's just go in. I want to see what Snape can do to us!"

Hermione hesitated for a few seconds and then said.

Then he pushed the door open with his big hand!
"Crack!"

As the wooden door opens.

A very small room appeared in front of everyone.

There was almost nothing inside, except for a figure standing in front of a mirror with his back to the crowd.

"Snape!"

"Voldemort!"

"You can't take the Philosopher's Stone. We are here to stop you!"

Seeing this, Harry took a step forward and spoke sharply.

"You have nowhere to go."

Hermione's face was cold. She closed the door and cut off Snape's escape route. Suddenly, she was glowing and entered a fighting state!
"Hahaha"

Suddenly, a crisp and crazy laugh rang out, echoing throughout the room.
"Snape?"

"Children, I'm afraid you have recognized the wrong person.

The figure said, turning his head slowly.

Only then did he reveal his true face.

"Professor Quirrell?!"

The three of them were shocked and looked surprised.

They didn't expect that the person who appeared here at this time was not Snape.

It was another teacher in the academy—Qurinus Quirrell!
Not to mention the face that has become hideous due to madness.

Just by the purple cloth wrapped around his head, Hermione and the others were able to determine his identity.

"Yes, it's me."

Quirrell had a strange look on his face and smiled grimly.

"Snape, how could he come here to steal the Philosopher's Stone? He is one of the teachers who protect the Philosopher's Stone."

Quirrell said this, looking at Hermione and the other two with some amusement.

"Damn it, I made a mistake."

Hermione and the other two blushed, realizing that they had misunderstood Snape.

But that was normal. After all, Snape usually never gave people a good look, so the three of them would naturally have a negative impression.

"Since you're here, why not come over here?"

Quirrell still had that weird smile on his face and waved at the three of them.

The three of them looked at each other when they heard this.

Hermione gave him a look and took the lead, heading towards Quirrell, followed closely by Harry and Ron.

"You are so obedient."

Quirrell smiled and moved away.

Soon, the mirror appeared in front of everyone.

"What do you see?"

Quirrell narrowed his eyes slightly, stared at the three people and asked.

"Nothing... Nothing at all."

Ron said in confusion.

“I saw a super beautiful genius magical girl.

Hermione smiled very narcissistically.

"I"

Only Harry, with a strange look on his face, quietly reached out his hand and touched his pocket.

"What?!"

Noticing something strange about Harry, Quirrell's face suddenly became ferocious and he glared at Harry viciously.

"No, nothing!"

Harry quickly took a few steps back and denied it.

"Hehe, hehehe."

Quirrell suddenly laughed.

He stretched out his hand and slowly took off the purple headscarf. Then, he turned his back.

A face with horrible and disgusting features appeared on the back of his head.

"Voldemort?!"

The three of them were shocked and frightened at the same time!
Even Hermione looked weird and creepy at this moment.

"It's really you!"

Harry was terrified, with blazing fire in his eyes!
"Voldemort, you killed my parents. Today, you will never get what you want!" Harry, who had been performing mediocrely in the past and whose limelight was completely snatched away by Hermione, suddenly exploded at this moment, staring at the combination of Quirrell and Voldemort in front of him.

"Harry Potter, this is really not simple."

Voldemort's lips moved, and he looked at Harry with interest.

"Don't you hate me? Come here and kill me."

Voldemort said, his tone very seductive.

"Ah! Die!"

Harry was touched and waved his fists, ready to rush forward.

"calm!"

Hermione quickly grabbed Harry's hand and stopped him from committing suicide.

"Let me go! I will avenge my parents today!"

Harry refused to give in. The hatred for the murder of his father and mother had clouded his mind.

"Ron."

"Keep an eye on Harry!"

Seeing this, Hermione turned around and shouted.

"Ah. OK!"

Ron was stunned for a moment, but he quickly reacted. He sprinted behind Harry and grabbed him with both hands.

Seeing this scene, Hermione finally felt relieved, and then she looked forward slowly with deep eyes.

"Voldemort."

"right."

Hermione said coldly.

"Are you Hermione?"

Voldemort tilted his head and examined Hermione in front of him.

He had the impression that there was a strange aura about Hermione.

Moreover, the fact that Hermione had absorbed so much magical power had already spread throughout the academy, and Quirrell, as one of the teachers, could not have been unaware of it.

"How do you absorb so much magic power into your body..."

"If I devour you, will I be able to recover, or even reach a higher level?"

Voldemort still tilted his head and continued to mutter.

"Devour me, are you overthinking it?!"

Hermione was furious when she heard this.

Then he rushed to Voldemort at lightning speed.

He raised his hand and slapped him in the face.

Then, while Voldemort had not yet reacted, he quickly retreated.

"???"

Feeling the burning pain on his face, Voldemort was a little confused.

He never dreamed that Hermione would be so wild.

"what!!!!"

After a few seconds of silence, Voldemort exploded.

Quirrell, who was controlled by him, was now emitting a gray mist and the breath of corruption and death, making people feel a heavy depression just by standing there.

There was no fancy magic. Under Voldemort's control, Quirrell swung his palm down.

Among them, the thick black fog gathered together in an instant and rushed towards Hermione.

"What a disgusting smell."

Hermione frowned, but faced with such an attack, she did not retreat at all and stood firm in her place.

At the same time, her body was also quietly changing.

Golden light slowly appeared on her limbs, and a golden mark appeared between her eyebrows.

The mark was a golden line in an arc shape, very much like a wisp of fairy spirit! "Voldemort, right? I'll show you what fairy means!" Hermione shouted, with golden light appearing in her beautiful eyes!
The next moment, dazzling golden light filled the entire room, making it impossible to open your eyes!
"what!!!!"

There was a heart-wrenching roar, and Ron and Harry could tell it was Voldemort's voice!
Then, a burning smell came, followed by white mist.

When the golden light faded, the two were shocked to find that Quirrell, who was controlled by Voldemort, was being burned and his lower body had turned to ashes.

The roar continued, but his body had completely disappeared, leaving only his head occupied by Voldemort, which fell to the ground and continued to struggle.

Hermione also slumped on the ground. It was obvious that this blow almost drained her whole body.

(End of this chapter)