Who let this Dementor into Hogwarts!

Chapter 72: Stop it, Voldemort, there are only Dumbledore outside!
"Qirro? Coin?"

Harry felt his heart stop - a suffocating feeling spread from his throat to his whole body.

"I thought...Snape..."

Harry felt that he was having trouble speaking. Quirrell's bald head after taking off his turban, and the familiar yet strange and terrifying face on the back of his head...

No, the Count said Cohen was kidnapped.

Yes, Cohen was kidnapped...

"Hiss—" Harry covered the lightning scar on his forehead in pain.

Quirrell was silent now, because he subconsciously wanted Coin to start talking.

But Cohen didn't say anything now, because he had entered the advanced acting mode - following Harry in came the "wind" with 99 points of soul strength.

Dumbledore has rushed back and is watching the show from the front line.

"You are..." Harry looked at Voldemort through his reflection in the mirror, the scar on his forehead was burning with pain.

"Voldemort." Coin stood next to Quirrell and introduced him to Harry, "So he is the one who wants to steal the Philosopher's Stone."

"Cohen, come here quickly—let's go together—" Harry hurriedly urged Cohen, "They are bad guys!"

"Harry... You don't think that I forced your friends to stand on my side..." Voldemort seemed to like the stunned expression on Harry's face.

"Your friend Cohen... has been on my side for a long time..."

"Impossible!" Harry protested with great courage. "You're not going to hurt my friend!"

"Coin... go... catch him... use him..." Voldemort sneered.

Dumbledore was still watching, and Cohen did what Voldemort wanted - otherwise he would not be able to get the Philosopher's Stone.

"Cohen, don't..." Harry looked at Cohen pointing the tip of his wand at him and begged in agony.

Of course, Cohen knew many more spells than Harry, and Harry had no way to counter them.

"I'm sorry, Harry."

Cohen said kindly.

"Confinement quickly!"

A rope snaked out from the top of Cohen's wand and bound Harry tightly.
"Cohen! We can't help him!" Harry said anxiously.

"Who are you going to defeat with your mouth?"

Cohen asked Harry calmly, pulling him in front of the mirror.

To Voldemort, these words were a mockery of Harry's overestimation of his own abilities. But to Harry and Dumbledore, who was hiding nearby, it seemed as if Cohen was trying to tell Harry that two young wizards couldn't rely on brute force to deal with Voldemort...

"Look in the mirror. Can you get the Philosopher's Stone out?"

Cohen gave Harry a push and untied him before Harry stood in front of the mirror.

"What did you see?" Quirrell asked Harry anxiously. "Tell me, what did you see!"

"I, I saw myself shaking hands with Dumbledore." Harry lied. Cohen noticed that something heavy had fallen into Harry's right trouser pocket. "I won the House Cup for Gryffindor..."

"Lies!" screamed Voldemort. "He has the Philosopher's Stone! Take it!"

Quirrell rushed towards Harry, trying to get the Philosopher's Stone from Harry -

Harry was thrown to the ground by him, but Quirrell, as the abuser, did not feel well. His hands were covered with blisters after touching Harry as if they had been burned by fire.

"Ah!!! Master—I can't hold him—my hand—"

Quirrell screamed in pain and had to let go of Harry and hide aside.

"Coin!" Voldemort demanded of Coin—but Coin was about to do so anyway.

Cohen grabbed Harry and took out the Philosopher's Stone from Harry's pocket. "No - Cohen, you can't -"

Harry tried to resist, but he was obviously not as strong as Cohen. After all, Cohen had been healthier than Harry since he was a child.

[Ding! Harry Potter has been prevented from obtaining the Philosopher's Stone. The evil side quest (1/7) has been completed. Sin value +1000. The reward "Mourning Frost" can be collected.]

After getting the Philosopher's Stone, Cohen suddenly had an extremely strange feeling.

The Philosopher's Stone in my hand...seems to have some strange connection with me.

It seemed as if he could absorb it into his body just like sucking his soul - as long as Cohen wanted, the stone would gradually merge with his body. At this moment, it was embedded in the palm of Cohen's hand.

The plan has changed, and now Cohen has a "Philosopher's Stone Stealing Plan" that occupies a more moral high ground.

"Run." Cohen took advantage of the time he was struggling with Harry to whisper in Harry's ear.

"But..." Harry wanted to say something, but Cohen had already gotten up from the ground.

"Hurry... Cohen, give me the Philosopher's Stone..." Voldemort asked.

But Cohen didn't move.

Harry took a deep breath—he and Coin had to escape with the Philosopher's Stone.

The plan was a success, and Cohen could see relief spreading throughout the room.

Harry was relieved that his friend did not betray him, Dumbledore was relieved that Coin did not choose to really help Voldemort, and Voldemort was relieved that Coin helped him take the Philosopher's Stone from Harry.

Everyone won at this moment, and Cohen felt that the system should give him 10,000 goodwill points.

"Give it to you?" Coin didn't move towards Voldemort. "You wish."

"Cohen, run!" Harry came to the door and turned back to urge Cohen - the fire at the door had disappeared at some point.

Voldemort was not surprised - Coin had previously said that he would use the Killing Curse on him to clear his suspicion.

"Kill him!" Voldemort roared at Quirrell.

Coin rushed for the door—if Quirrell wasn't an idiot, the Killing Curse would definitely hit him.

"Avada Kedavra!"

"No!" Harry watched the green light hit Cohen's back - just like the scene in his nightmares where his parents were killed by a green light.

Dumbledore on the side did not think that this spell could hurt Cohen - he had seen with his own eyes that a one-year-old Cohen could withstand hundreds of killing curses and survive.

As Quirrell turned his attention to Harry, who was standing in front of Coin's "corpse", Dumbledore materialized from the entrance to the room.

Voldemort's smug expression, which seemed to indicate that he had already achieved everything, froze instantly. In less than half a second, he had immediately left Quirrell's body - the Philosopher's Stone and other things were no longer important. The most important thing now was to escape quickly.

Quirrell, who was abandoned by Voldemort, fainted directly - his soul and body had been devoured by Voldemort for too long, and he would die soon after Voldemort left.

"Professor Dumbledore?" Harry, who had already burst into tears, begged when he saw Dumbledore finally appear. "Please save Coin—he just—Quirrel cast a spell on him... He won't move..."

Harry didn't know what Avada Kedavra meant, but Cohen's body had already turned cold at the speed of light.

Dumbledore cast a sleeping spell on Harry to prevent him from being too sad - he had to check on Cohen and why he hadn't gotten up yet.

"Cohen, get up. Voldemort is gone. Nothing can hurt you."

When Dumbledore realized that Cohen seemed to have been killed by the Avada Kedavra curse, he felt that things were out of control.

Now Cohen was just a dead, soulless corpse, and Dumbledore could not find any sign that Cohen was still alive.

Coin, floating nearby in the form of an invisible spirit, was observing Dumbledore's expression.

This was the first time Coin had seen Dumbledore look frightened.

　Restore two chapters before the release, and then update three chapters a day after the release. Otherwise, the number of words before the release will be too long, and the operation may arrange a V-reversal. By then, the free chapters after 150,000 words will become paid, which will not be good...

　　
　
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