Chapter 98 So This Is the Philosopher's Stone?

Sitting on the shoulders of the Slytherin statue, Rolf looked at the devil's flame not far away. The flame swallowed up anything that could be swallowed and spread towards here.

He couldn't help but sigh... Let's fight if we fight, why set fire to it if we don't agree?

Luofu patted the statue at his feet. It was an antique with a history of nearly a thousand years, and it seemed that it could not be saved.

Luofu was holding a ball escape bird in his arms. It made a frightened sound. The boy rubbed its head and warned:

"Little guy, you have to be more reliable this time and don't apparate to the Black Lake again."

Just as Luo Fe was about to leave, a ball of flame suddenly appeared in the air, and a red bird came out.

"Fox?" Luo Fu said excitedly: "Great."

With Fox's phantom movement, who needs the Escape Bird? Luofu immediately threw the unreliable little guy back into the box, he was so ruthless.

Fox landed on Luo Fei's shoulder, his golden claws hooked on his clothes, as if he was preparing to take him out of the secret room.

"Wait a minute...the Philosopher's Stone is still in Voldemort's possession."

Rolf found out that Fox was coming, and he suddenly didn't want to leave. Voldemort was very powerful, but he controlled Quirrell's body, and the upper limit of his strength was only Quirrell, which was far from him.

As long as Quirrell is killed, Voldemort will be useless!

Luo Fe thought quickly, looked at Fox, and said seriously: "Fox, I will use 'Invisible' to make myself invisible in a moment, and then you will send me to Quirrell."

"If Voldemort doesn't find me, it'll be fine. If he does, you can attract some firepower and use your body to help me block his magic. You only need to block one shot. I know you can block it!"

Fox: "..."

The old phoenix stared at Rolf, it could indeed block it, but based on its understanding of Voldemort, he started with an Avada Kedavra... Does this also allow it to block it?

Scamander, are you still human?

"Help me block it. You won't die anyway. You can be reborn in advance and feel the firepower of your young body." Luofu touched Fox's tail feathers and discussed:

"After this time, I'll cook you something delicious...for free."

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The devil's flame surged forward far away, leaving a circular open space around Voldemort. He stared at the devoured chamber with some regret.

This was his secret place in Hogwarts, and he never expected that one day it would be destroyed by his own hands.

But fortunately, after getting the Philosopher's Stone and leaving Hogwarts, he could quickly brew the elixir and be resurrected.

Voldemort seemed to have seen that wonderful scene:

He reshaped his body, summoned his Death Eaters, and those loyal servants fell at his feet, kissed his toes, and accepted his reward.

And those insects that betrayed him were tortured to death one by one, and were finally devoured by Nagini!

What a wonderful scene! !

Voldemort couldn't help laughing, but his smile suddenly froze. He turned around suddenly and saw a ball of flames igniting and a phoenix appearing out of thin air behind him.

"Dumbledore?" Voldemort shouted, but he didn't see Dumbledore, only a phoenix.

Voldemort frowned, still raised his wand, and said without mercy:

"Avada Kedavra!"

The green light flashed away. Fox opened his mouth wide and swallowed the green light in one gulp. It burned into a ball of flame and fell to the floor.

"No, there are others..."

Voldemort had already reacted, but a young boy had already circled behind him and appeared. Voldemort reacted as quickly as possible and cast a protective magic on his body.

But Rolf didn't raise his wand, he didn't even make any extra movements, he just looked at Quirrell with his eyes containing a lot of magic power.

"Petrifying Gaze!"

Quirrell looked into Rolf's eyes. His eyes suddenly became dull, his vision gradually blurred, and his whole body began to stiffen, like a frozen corpse.

"Go to hell!"

Voldemort roared, but was horrified to find that Quirrell's body was no longer under his control, completely frozen in place, and then fell straight to the ground, like a newly prepared specimen.

Luofu walked over and looked at the hideous and terrifying face on the back of Quirrell's head, especially the red eyes, which were staring at the young man.

Rolf suddenly raised his foot and stepped on Voldemort's face, twisting his toes hard. The face under the boy's soles let out a series of slight hisses, not in pain, but in anger.

A goblin dagger appeared in Rolf's hand. His blue eyes were staring at Voldemort's face with footprints. His face was calm and he grinned.

Laughing softly:

"Okay...go to hell!"

The dagger cut off Quirrell's head, and Rolf flew up with a kick. His whole head was kicked towards the devil's flame like a quaffle.

Quirrell, on the other hand, had lost his entire head at this moment, revealing his bloody and broken neck, which was shocking.

Luofu took out the dimmed magic stone from Quirrell's pocket. He shook it...it was so heavy.

Voldemort's body, like a wandering spirit, got out of the back of Quirrell's head. He roared miserably in the flames:

"Scamander!!!"

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quidditch field,

Harry rushed into the stadium and shouted:

"Everyone, hurry up, hurry up, a basilisk is coming out, Voldemort... Quirrell... will attack the arena soon."

"You guys leave quickly!" Harry shouted: "Quirrell has taken away the Sorcerer's Stone, Voldemort is about to be resurrected..."

All the students looked at the crazy Harry, as if they were looking at a madman, and the stadium was noisy.

"Professor McGonagall, Quirrell has stolen the Philosopher's Stone... You believe me... Let everyone go quickly..."

At this moment, everyone looked towards the center of the stadium and exclaimed. It turned out that a figure covered in blood suddenly appeared on the lawn.

Rolf was sitting on the grass. He was carrying a box, and he was holding a bald Fawkes and a ball-escape bird in his arms.

He wiped the sweat from his forehead. The ball-escape bird was finally more reliable this time.

Shirley and Hermione were sitting in the Ravenclaw stand, watching the game, and then they saw Rolf suddenly appear. They stood up from their seats and rushed over.

But countless students rushed into the aisle and squeezed towards the lawn to see what happened. They were high up in the stands and couldn't squeeze through.

Shirley took out a handkerchief from her pocket, took out her wand, chanted a spell, and tapped it gently. The handkerchief suddenly turned into a large cushion.

Shirley stood at the railing at the edge of the stands and threw the cushion to the ground.

The girl climbed over the railing and jumped directly from the three-meter-high stands. She landed on the thick cushion, bent her knees, and rolled on the ground, cleverly removing some of the falling force.

Hermione stood in the stands, staring at Shirley in amazement. She gritted her teeth and jumped down with her eyes closed.

Shirley ran towards the court with her ponytail swinging.

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Rolf sat on the ground and found a Quaffle flying towards him. He took out his wand and turned it into a stick, and hit the Quaffle hard.

The ball drew a beautiful arc and finally hit the Slytherin basket.

In the commentary booth, Lee shouted:

“Good shot, Hufflepuff plus ten points!!”

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