The years of welding at Hogwarts

Then there is no more.

He looked around the unfamiliar environment. It was a small, claustrophobic room, and everything he saw - the ceiling, the floor, the walls - seemed to be made of extremely thick stone.

Well, to be more precise it should be granite, but unfortunately Harry, who is not very knowledgeable, does not recognize this building material.

If I'm not mistaken, this should be called kidnapping.

In the darkness, he seemed to hear a familiar voice, but because of the thick barrier, the voice that seemed a little familiar to him did not sound so clear.

This made Harry curious and put his ear to the wall. The solid wall made the familiar voice a little clearer.

"Voldemort! I have sent the Philosopher's Stone over here! Where's Harry!"

This is Dumbledore's voice!

Harry was extremely surprised, but Dumbledore's words made him feel as if he fell into an ice cave in the next second.

What did he hear? The Philosopher's Stone?

During this year at Hogwarts, Harry was no longer the idiot savior who knew nothing about the wizarding world. He had heard some rumors from Hagrid, who had fought Voldemort several times.

Of course, that was something Hagrid had leaked to him on purpose at Dumbledore's behest.

Regarding Voldemort's current state -

A half-dead wandering soul needs to rebuild a strong body that can carry his power, and the key to accomplishing all this is the Philosopher's Stone lent to Dumbledore by Nicolas Flamel.

Exchange yourself for the Philosopher's Stone?

Harry didn't think his life was worth a Philosopher's Stone.

More importantly, Voldemort was the murderer of his parents. If he could be imprisoned in this dark and narrow cell until his death in exchange for Voldemort never getting the Philosopher's Stone and thus being unable to reshape his body and revive...

Death is terrible, but after a fierce ideological struggle, Harry still thinks it is worth it.

"Professor Dumbledore!" Completely ignoring the stone wall in front of him, Harry shouted at the top of his lungs with almost all his strength, trying to convey his voice to the outside world.

"Don't give him the Philosopher's Stone! Don't let Voldemort be resurrected!"

At the top of the tower, Dumbledore and Voldemort stood face to face, both holding their wands tightly in their hands, fully alert to guard against sudden attacks from the other.

The strong wind made the two men's robes rustle.

"It seems that our savior classmate has woken up," Voldemort said with a teasing smile, "Have you made up your mind, my dear Professor Dumbledore?"

Dumbledore frowned but said nothing.

Likewise, he had no intention of handing over the Philosopher's Stone, at least not yet.

Originally, when he was on the Hogwarts Express, he had already decided to exchange the Resurrection Stone for Harry, but when he actually met Voldemort, he realized that this decision was not as simple as he had originally imagined.

After developing new uses for the Horcruxes and modifying his body countless times without considering the consequences, Voldemort now has an aura that is far more terrifying than anything Dumbledore had ever seen before.

Although the old Fu had tortured himself into a state of being neither human nor ghost, at least he still looked like a human being.

And now...

The narrow vertical pupils were blood-red, filled with boundless madness, but were suppressed by Voldemort's tremendous willpower.

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The body under the black robe was wrapped in rough scales, and a pair of hands appeared from the sleeves. The black scales on the hands glowed like obsidian in the sunlight.

What is even more terrifying is the wide hood that is held up high by two protrusions, underneath which are hidden two sharp, curved dragon horns.

In addition to the lizard serum and basilisk blood, has Voldemort now integrated some of the genes of the dragon into himself based on these two creatures?

No, considering how crazy Voldemort was, it is possible that more than just the dragon's genes were integrated into his body.

There may even be more dangerous magical animals!

However, physical strength alone cannot make up for magical weakness. Magic comes from blood. Although overly chaotic blood can greatly strengthen the body, it obviously cannot bring powerful magic to the wizard.

The quantity may be huge, but the mottled and mixed magic power is not high-quality magic at all. Instead, it will hinder the wizard's control over magic.

That's why Voldemort wanted to get the Philosopher's Stone so badly.

He needed to use the power of the Philosopher's Stone to make his extremely chaotic body, which was in a state of collapse all the time but could repair itself with the support of strong vitality, more perfect.

In this way, he can have a strong physique and possess an extremely powerful magic power that he can control freely, thus becoming the ultimate creature in the magic world and realizing his ultimate wish of immortality.

So, do we really have to give the Philosopher's Stone away...

When Voldemort completed his grand plan, even if Harry was still alive, could he really grow into the savior who could shoulder the safety of the entire British wizarding world?

As if seeing the hesitation in Dumbledore's heart, Voldemort slightly beckoned towards the tower below.

The ground suddenly cracked, and Harry's figure, wrapped in a translucent spherical barrier, suddenly flew out of the crack, and the ground closed up again and returned to its original appearance.

"Heart-piercing and bone-cutting."

Without any extra words, Voldemort raised his hand and stabbed Harry in the heart.

Even if there was some kind of sympathy between Harry and him, the extreme pain caused by Cruciatus would also be transmitted to himself, but Voldemort's calm appearance obviously showed that he didn't care about it.

Harry twisted his body in agony within the barrier, and because of the extreme pain, he wanted to scream, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't make a single sound.

He raised his hand and cast a spell in an attempt to remove the Cruciatus Curse from Harry, but Dumbledore's spell was simply unable to penetrate the seemingly fragile translucent barrier.

When he was about to raise his hand again, Voldemort also raised his wand and pointed the tail of his wand, which he could use as a makeshift wand, at Dumbledore.

Dumbledore demanded angrily, "Tom! What on earth do you want to do!"

This was the first time that Voldemort saw Dumbledore so angry. He looked at Dumbledore in front of him with interest, wanting to remember his loser's expression firmly in his mind.

Then, he said slowly, "Dumbledore, do you know?"

"If I had to say what I learned from Hogwarts in my short life, it would be..."

"Humans have their limits, Dumbledore."

Dumbledore's face was as cold as ice. "What do you want to say?"

"So, in order to achieve such a grand goal as immortality, we must become a being that transcends humans!"

Voldemort laughed wildly and arrogantly, "I am no longer a human being! Dumbledore!"

Chapter 221 Flying Aircraft Carrier!

Even though he was enduring the same excruciating pain as Harry, Voldemort still laughed wildly and wantonly.

He could ignore the double destruction of the body and soul caused by the Cruciatus Curse, one of the three unforgivable curses, but Harry, trapped in the barrier, could no longer wait.

Neville's parents became crazy because they were tortured by the Cruciatus Curse at the hands of three Death Eaters led by Bellatrix Lestrange.

They were completely damaged spiritually, and even the most skilled St. Mungo's healers could only maintain their condition from getting worse, but could not cure them.

If Voldemort's Cruciatus Curse continued, Harry's willpower would be far inferior to that of the Longbottoms, and his situation would not be much better than theirs.

The calm expression on Dumbledore's face, which always showed him how to remain calm even when the sky was falling, disappeared, and was replaced by a visible eagerness and anxiety.

"That's enough! Tom! Stop it!"

He flipped his palm, and a bright red gem with a slightly dull luster appeared in his hand.

"I'll give you the Philosopher's Stone!"

The moment Dumbledore took out the Philosopher's Stone, the scarlet light emanating from Voldemort's pupils became even brighter, filled with greed and desire for the Philosopher's Stone.

He flicked his tail slightly, and the pain that felt as if tens of thousands of spikes were rolling in Harry's blood vessel network disappeared from Harry's body.

The Cruciatus Curse only lasted for a few tens of seconds, but Harry felt as if he had just been pulled out of the water, and every piece of clothing on his body was soaked with sweat.

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The man collapsed completely on the ground, unable to move, just gasping for breath.

Dumbledore still seemed too soft-hearted.

If the Philosopher's Stone was in Noah's hands, Noah would never give such an important item to Harry.

Handing over the Philosopher's Stone could certainly save Harry's life, but Dumbledore couldn't even guarantee that Voldemort would cast an Avada Kedavra Curse on Harry after getting the Philosopher's Stone.

Even if Voldemort doesn't regret killing Harry, what good would it do to save his life?

If Voldemort's evil plan is successfully implemented, even if they can eventually prevent the entire London from completely falling into the paradise of Lizardmen, thousands of people will die in this disaster.

If Noah were here, he would definitely throw Avada Kedavra at Harry directly.

After killing Voldemort, he will tell the Ministry of Magic that our savior classmate Harry Potter unfortunately died in the fight with Voldemort. This is the best ending for Harry.

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You think there were four terrorists and thirty-six hostages in the car?

Do not!

There were forty terrorists in the car, four of them were carrying hot weapons and the other thirty-six were unarmed.

Voldemort, the armed village-level terrorist, looked at the Philosopher's Stone in Dumbledore's hand without concealing his greed. He suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed the Philosopher's Stone.

But it came up empty.

Dumbledore demonstrated agility that was totally inconsistent with his age of over 110 years old and dodged Voldemort's claws.

"Release Harry first, and I will give you the Philosopher's Stone."

"I'm afraid you are not qualified to bargain with me, Dumbledore." Voldemort grinned, and the tail behind him once again lit up with the scarlet light representing the power of crucifixion.

There was a hint of hesitation in his eyes, but it was eventually replaced by determination. Dumbledore threw the Philosopher's Stone in his hand away with a cold face.

He quickly grabbed the Philosopher's Stone in the air and looked at the coveted treasure finally falling into his control. The corner of Voldemort's mouth curled up subtly.

As if he couldn't suppress the excitement in his heart, the angle of his mouth corners became increasingly exaggerated, until it finally turned into a wild laugh, just like Dio who got the Stone Mask, or like Madara who had just been resurrected by the Rinnegan.

"hahahahahahahaha!"

Slytherin House welcomes its third laughing genius.

"I've been looking forward to this moment for a long time! Dumbledore!" Voldemort laughed wildly and threw the Philosopher's Stone to the side.

A crack suddenly appeared in space, swallowing the magic stone, and then returned to normal in the blink of an eye, as if the stone had never appeared in this world.

Dumbledore knew that it was actually an advanced application of Apparition, which could be used to transport small items at certain times without the need for the wizard to carry them personally.

Staring at Voldemort who was laughing wildly in front of him with an extremely ugly expression, Dumbledore finally couldn't help but interrupt him.

"Let Harry go!"

"Well," Voldemort finally managed to stop laughing, "Don't be impatient, my dear Professor Dumbledore."

"Once my actions are implemented, I will immediately return your dear classmate Potter to you intact."

Dumbledore frowned, "Action..."

what action?

The next second, he knew the answer.

Boom!

A low roar like thunder rolling in the clouds came from afar, and suddenly a huge pillar of light reaching into the sky appeared in the originally quiet and peaceful city buildings in the distance.

As the energy fluctuations spread in the sky, a large amount of water vapor was attracted from all directions and gathered together. Soon, a wisp of cloud appeared in the originally cloudless sky.

Just like ink dropped into clear water, the originally clear blue sky became overcast in just a few seconds. The pouring sunlight was completely blocked, and the whole city was shrouded in darkness.

"This is……"

Perhaps because the plan was about to be completed, Voldemort was in a rare mood to explain the significance of its existence to an old rival like Dumbledore. "That is my symbol for summoning the army."

……

Peter Parker stood at the top of the National Westminster Tower, the tallest building in London, which was completed in the 1980s, and looked up at the huge column of light that disappeared into the clouds.

"It is indeed the Philosopher's Stone."

His pair of azure blue eyes stared dazedly at the bright red ruby ​​floating in front of him, his eyes full of obsession with magic.

All the people in the building under my feet had already left the building under the effect of the Muggle-Repelling Charm. At this time, the office workers who were at work were wandering downstairs in confusion.

When they leave the range of the Exorcist spell, they will remember that they have to go back to work, and when they rush back to the office building, they will leave again under the influence of the Exorcist spell.

A perfect closed loop.

The large amount of raw materials stored in the top few floors of this building were continuously transformed into the special version of lizard serum he designed under the effect of the Philosopher's Stone.

The specially modified lizard serum no longer needs to be injected, but can penetrate into the human body through the pores on the surface of the body.