Little Barty laughed out loud, "Of course you'll see your mom and dad, but what else?"
"No...no more./E`Z^novel+novel￠汪* ′first￠release~"
"Really?"
Barty Jr. placed his fingers on Hermione's delicate neck, "Did you really not see anything else?"
Harry's body began to tremble. He didn't want Voldemort to get the Philosopher's Stone, but he couldn't bear to see Hermione being hurt.
So he slowly reached into his pocket: If... if giving him the Philosopher's Stone can exchange for Hermione and Ron's survival, Professor Dumbledore will definitely not blame me.
Definitely not.
His fingers touched the solid Philosopher's Stone.
"Fall to the ground! All petrified!"
At this moment, Ron, who was lying on the ground, suddenly got up, shouted and rushed straight into the back of little Barty - his wand had been lost long ago, and he shouted the name of the spell just to distract little Barty's attention.
With a bang, little Batty was knocked forward a few steps.
"Quick! Run away!"
Ron rushed forward, grabbed the stunned Hermione and ran out, shouting at Harry.
Harry also reacted.
"Expelliarmus!"
Seeing that little Barty had stood firm, Harry quickly drew out his wand and used the Disarming Charm he had just learned.
"Bang!"
But Barty Jr. had already been covered in the Shield Charm, and when he was hit by the Disarming Charm, it bounced it back, knocking Harry's wand out of his hand and causing him to sit on the ground.
"Harry!"
Hermione yelled in panic.
"Leave me alone and go find Professor Dumbledore."
Ron tugged Hermione's wrist and dragged her back quickly.
Harry gritted his teeth, got up, ran over and blocked the door with his arms outstretched.
Barty looked at Harry calmly and said, "I have just let your friend go. Can you give me the Philosopher's Stone?"
Harry was stunned for a moment, then reacted: Yes, the person in front of him was a brutal and evil Death Eater, how could he be allowed to escape so easily by two first-year kids?
Little Barty stretched out his hand towards Harry: "Give me the thing, Harry."
"…"
Harry's expression changed rapidly, and he slowly reached into his pocket again and took out a red stone.
Little Barty smiled: "Interesting."
"Are you...are you going to use it to resurrect Voldemort?"
"You could think so."
"Why do you want to revive him? Why do you want to be loyal to such a bad guy who does all kinds of evil?"
Little Barty said calmly: "Harry, this world is very complicated. It cannot be simply summarized as evil or justice. Sometimes what you think is justice may be evil, and sometimes what you see with your own eyes may be false."
"You…are talking nonsense!!"
Harry shouted.
"Besides, who said I was going to use the Philosopher's Stone to revive Voldemort?" Little Barty walked closer.
"Can't I just use it myself?"
"No matter who you are, I won't let you succeed!!!"
Harry suddenly took the red stone and put it into his mouth, then swallowed it without hesitation.
"!!!"
Not only Barty Jr., but even Edward was shocked.
Oh shit!
Is Harry so reckless?
Chapter 253: Mirror of Erised
Barty's face suddenly darkened. He grasped his wand tightly and walked towards Harry quickly. "Very good, you really surprised me, Harry. You are worthy of being..."
Harry could only step back.
At this point, Edward knew he couldn't wait any longer, so he shouted in ancient Hermetic: "Magic is prohibited here."
Little Batty paused, visibly stunned for a moment, then stepped back without hesitation, with a sharp knife in his hand.
After using [Prohibition], Edward fell into a brief shock:
In this empty room, there was no Voldemort, no Aberforth, and no Phoenix Fawkes. Nothing had happened except that magic was banned.
After all, Voldemort's invisibility was just Edward's guess, but what about Aberforth and Fawkes?
How come they're not here too?
Barty grinned at this time: "Are you looking for Dumbledore's brother and the phoenix?"
"…"
Edward said nothing.
Something is wrong! There is definitely something wrong with this little Batty!
Without hesitation, he pulled out his revolver and fired five shots.
The tremendous power of the revolver forced little Batty to retreat again and again. There were smoking bullet holes in his head, neck, heart, and shoulder blade, and dark red blood gushed out.
But little Batty was not dead. He seemed to feel no pain. He stabbed the knife hard in his palm and rushed towards Edward.
distortion!
Edward twisted his behavior, then pulled out a few coins and flipped them: "Zoom in!"
The magnified coin had a more terrible killing power than an ordinary bullet. It directly broke both of Batty's legs and caused him to fall heavily to the ground.
But he raised his head with a smile on his face: "Why do you think...I would cooperate with the goblins and find so many Death Eaters to attack Hogwarts?"
"Without them, wouldn't it be more secretive for me to act alone quietly?"
Edward frowned and took out a few coins again: "Sorry, I'm not interested!"
"Hogwarts Castle is not only a castle, it is a magical creation, but also a seal."
Little Barty chuckled, "Guess what it seals?"
"You're not Little Barty!!"
Edward suddenly whispered.
Little Barty was stunned, tears of blood flowed from his eyes: "I am him, and I am not him... I am a person who died and came back to life."
"Eris Stella Erhlu... Ayit Ubi Kafru Ayit On Vohes."
He suddenly changed the subject and read out a string of words that sounded like a name. Edward remembered that this was the inscription carved on the Mirror of Erised, but the correct way to read it should be turned upside down: The Mirror of Erised enables people to see the most urgent and strongest desires in their hearts - but who said that turning it upside down is the correct way to read it? !
Edward's heart trembled, and he decisively tossed the coin in his hand.
Bang bang bang!
Little Barty's head exploded like a watermelon, followed by his body.
Edward removed the [Prohibition], waved his wand and gave him another Fiendfyre, making little Barty disappear from this world completely.
At this moment, Harry covered his head and screamed miserably: "Ah!!!"
On his forehead, a baby-like face seemed to want to break through his head.
This is... Voldemort? !
It had been hiding inside Harry all along? !
No wonder young Batty had gone to so much trouble to bring him all the way here!
ah!!
Harry and Voldemort screamed together. A translucent figure gradually separated from Harry's body. He had no nose, his face was pale, and his body was twisted like a monster.
"The fire of light."
Golden illusory flames gushed out and crawled all over Voldemort's body like a maggot.
"Zoom in! Avada Kedavra!"
The dark green killing curse successfully hit Voldemort, causing him to disappear into thin air with a scream of pain.
"Voldemort... is dead?"
It's no wonder that Edward had doubts, it's mainly because Voldemort was too difficult to kill in the original book!
Suddenly, the Mirror of Erised lit up, emitting a faint fluorescence, and the disappearing Voldemort seemed to be attracted and was instantly sucked into the mirror.
The next second, the surface of the Mirror of Erised turned pitch black, and then opened inward like a door. Pale arms like corpses stretched out from the mirror, accompanied by the cries and shouts of countless people.
"What the hell is this?!"
Edward stepped back subconsciously, but suddenly saw Harry walking towards the Mirror of Erised which was "covered" with human hands like a puppet.
"Amplify, distort!"
Edward immediately changed his direction, but it was completely useless. Harry still walked towards the magic mirror at a moderate pace.
"Fladivi!"
He could only take out something from his leather bag, turn it into a chain and wrap it around Harry, dragging him backwards and temporarily slowing down his progress.
Apparition.