Marvel's Hogwarts Wizard

Chapter 163 The Death of Quirrell (Second Update)

With the Disillusion Charm and Superman Mode activated, Jerry instantly transformed into a top-tier stealth expert, cautiously sneaking towards the direction from which the wailing sound came.

Two minutes later, Jerry squatted on the branch of a large tree, parted the leaves in front of him, and looked at a clearing a hundred meters away.

There, a figure shrouded in a black wizard's robe had used magic to fix a white horse with a single horn to the ground, and then took out a dagger and made a cut on the horse's belly, preparing to bend down and drink its blood.

The white horse with its single horn neighed in pain, as if it already knew its fate.

"A dragon has emerged from its lair! Vanished without a trace!"

Jerry didn't attack immediately. Instead, he first used the Snake Summoning Charm to summon three Black Mamba Snakes, then cast the Disillusionment Charm on them. Only then did he put his hands together and begin to build up the particle cannon with the greatest single-target damage.

Actually, using the Killing Curse would have been better at this point, but it's Voldemort's forte, and he was afraid it would be difficult to make it effective. So, he chose the particle cannon from another world instead.

Once the basketball-sized particle cannon was formed, fearing that the bright light would be spotted by Quirrell, who was a hundred meters away, Jerry pushed it out without hesitation.

The powerful particle cannon was extremely fast, covering a distance of 100 meters in the blink of an eye, and smashed into Quirrell's back.

Watch out behind you!

At that moment, Voldemort, who was in the back of Quirrell's head, suddenly sensed something and hurriedly warned Quirrell, who was drinking blood with his head down.

Quirrell, being a top-tier dark wizard, reacted extremely quickly. Before he could even turn over and get up, his wand had already pointed behind him, casting an Ironclad Charm.

The powerful particle cannon and the Ironclad Curse collided with a deafening roar, and a blinding light instantly erupted in the center of the Forbidden Forest.

"oops!"

Just as Quirrell was struggling to control the Ironclad Charm to block the particle cannon, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his foot, so painful that he almost dropped his wand.

"Fool, there are three invisible snakes at your feet. Deal with them first!"

Voldemort, who was on the back of the head, could understand Parseltongue. Even though Jerry's three black mamba snakes were invisible, he still managed to find them. However, since the snakes were summoned and controlled by magic by Jerry, he couldn't use Parseltongue to command them to leave.

"Fierce Fire!"

Holding his wand in his right hand to maintain the Ironclad Charm, he used his left hand to cast a spell without a wand, unleashing a Fiendfire that circled around him and instantly burned the three Black Mamba snakes to nothingness.

Immediately afterwards, Quirrell pulled out a bottle of high-grade antidote and poured it into his mouth.

"As expected, the reason the sneak attack succeeded last time was mainly because Quirrell was careless at school!"

Watching Quirrell effortlessly deflect his attacks, Jerry realized that Quirrell, when serious, was quite strong, especially with Voldemort strategizing behind him.

Even if he had used a sniper tranquilizer gun instead of a particle cannon, given his heightened state of alertness, he probably wouldn't have been able to succeed as he did last time.

"However, it's not that simple!"

Seeing the particle cannon explode completely, still unable to break Quirrell's powerful armor curse, and the invisibility of the Black Mamba snake not having much effect either, Jerry was not discouraged. Instead, a smug smirk appeared on his lips.

"Oh, my eyes, my ears, and my butt!"

This time, Quirrell let out a far more pitiful howl than before, and blood flowed from his eyes and ears at the same time, while his left hand covered his genitals.

It turns out that Jerry threw out silver needles immediately after throwing out the particle cannon.

As his three black mamba snakes were burned to death by Fiendfire, and Quirrell was drinking the antidote potion, he remotely controlled silver needles to pierce Quirrell's weak points all over his body, even piercing the back of Quirrell's head with two of them.

"Damn it, use Apparition to get out of here!"

Before even seeing who the enemy was, Voldemort, a veteran of many battles, endured the pain on his face and hurriedly ordered Quirrell to Apparate away.

Quirrell cannot die, otherwise his soul will only be able to possess some small animals again.

So the most important thing now is not to kill the strange wizard who ambushed them, nor to drink the unicorn's blood to prolong their lives, but to evacuate from here and save their lives first.

Quirrell clearly understood this as well. Enduring the pain, he continued to maintain the Ironclad Charm to prevent further attacks while trying to Apparate away from the area.

Once he left this place, his current injuries would be nothing; with healing magic and potions, he could recover easily. However, he had only chanted half of the incantation when he suddenly collapsed to the ground.

At that moment, a green light followed closely from a distance and struck Quirrell precisely.

Quirrell, dead!

"How dare a Death Eater betray me!"

The Killing Curse isn't exclusive to Death Eaters, but it's a spell explicitly forbidden by the Ministry of Magic. Any wizard daring to use it now, in Voldemort's eyes, is most likely a former Death Eater!

Quirrell died, and Voldemort's remnant soul flew out from the back of Quirrell's head. Instead of chasing after the direction from which the Killing Curse had come, they soared into the sky and fled.

Although Voldemort's remnant soul is immortal due to the Horcruxes, that doesn't mean it can't be weakened or imprisoned.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have been hiding in Albania and afraid to come out.

Seeing that Voldemort's soul flew away without lingering, Jerry breathed a sigh of relief before carefully approaching Professor Quirrell's corpse.

With a wave of his hand, Jerry retrieved the silver needles and cast a quick healing spell on the unicorn next to him, whose abdomen had been cut open. He then used the spell to immediately stop the binding magic.

Based on his previous experience fighting the Aurors in France, upon returning, he specifically coated each of his silver needles with the tranquilizer darts used in tranquilizer sniper bullets, which could instantly paralyze elephants.

If he had done that last time, those Aurors would have been finished when they were pricked in the fingers with silver needles.

After touching Quirrell's body, Jerry quickly found another spatial box.

"Looks like Quirrell made another identical box in the half-year since the last one was stolen!"

Upon opening the panel, sure enough, the number of red stars had increased significantly, almost reaching 10,000.

Although he didn't kill Voldemort's remnant soul, he killed Quirrell, which effectively ended Voldemort's plan to steal the Philosopher's Stone to resurrect himself, and also saved the Holy Unicorn.

Speaking of unicorns, when Jerry was touching the corpse, the unicorn that Jerry had healed with magic slowly stood up.

"Alright, you're safe now. You can leave!"

Jerry smiled and waved to the unicorn.

Harming a unicorn would bring a terrible curse. He wasn't a heartless Quirrell or Voldemort, so naturally he wouldn't dare to mess with unicorns.

"hiss!"

Upon hearing this, the snow-white unicorn showed Jerry a grateful expression, its horn flashed a white light towards Jerry, and then it slowly left.

Jerry, caught off guard by the unicorn's white light, froze for a full minute before regaining his senses and thanking the unicorn.

I learned from the comments of fellow readers that there's a giveaway for a big update today. I don't really understand how these events work, but I'll try my best to update more today!

(End of this chapter)