Voldemort was silent for a while, and did not give an answer immediately, but kept judging the truth of Luo Chen's words in his heart.

No shortage of spells?

What a joke!

What is the foundation upon which the entire wizarding world rests? It's a curse!

Whether it is the current alchemy products, wizard culture, or various creations, they are still inseparable from magic spells.

Charms are arguably at the heart of the wizarding world.

And Mag thought for a while, but still didn't speak. She felt that she should trust Luo Chen.

"what is the problem?"

"Just ask, as long as I know, I will never hide it." Voldemort replied slowly, even his voice softened a lot. It just seemed weirder.

Just imagine, it was just a short and sharp sound of fingernails scratching the blackboard, and Renren passed away, but now the sound is constantly elongated, and the feeling it brings to people is simply a flying-like "3D stereo surround" enjoyment

"Well, are your melons ripe?"

Mag: ...

Voldemort: ...

Both of them were a little confused, especially Voldemort, what does this question mean?

He doesn't sell melons, although he has eaten a lot of melons, watermelon, cantaloupe, pumpkin, no, why is there an inexplicable sense of familiarity?

But even if he thought about it carefully, he couldn't grasp this feeling.

But it always feels like this guy is insulting him.

Just considering Luochen's current position and his current situation, Voldemort endured it.

At least Luo Chen needs to get closer.

"I don't sell melons, but I know there's a part of England where if watermelons are grown they taste..."

"What? You don't sell melons, you lied to me, didn't you say something about Aguada before, how can you not forget to do publicity if you don't sell melons?!" Luo Chen waved his hands, his face full of displeasure.

Voldemort was really silent this time.

Sure enough, he felt right, the bastard was insulting him.

But that's how he recited after the Avada Kedavra, and he recited it correctly.

"Sure enough, there is no sincerity at all, so..." Just as Luo Chen said this, Mag couldn't help but interjected: "Luo Chen, don't be rash. When Dumbledore comes, this Voldemort will have to create evil for him. Bear due responsibility and punishment."

Luo Chen looked at Mag quietly, and was silent for a while.

"Okay!" Luo Chen said softly, his tone full of frustration and indignation, "But what I hate the most in my life is when others lie to me."

"But you are the dean of Gryffindor, and I'm just an assistant teacher at Hogwarts. You have the right to order me, and I'm weak, but I'll hit this bastard with a stone, okay?"

McGonagall said, your strength, Luo Chen, is far superior to yours, a person like you who can get drunk at the opening ceremony will care about the rules... Well, it doesn't seem right.

After all, Luochen is currently revising the school rules, so working for such a long time may have indeed changed him a bit.

Furthermore, since Luochen entered Hogwarts, his performance has actually been pretty good.

It's a pity that he is still young, and he is a teaching assistant. If he is a student of Gryffindor, then his college will be able to win the House Cup this year, and it can also take advantage of the opportunity to break Slytherin's consecutive championships.

wrong!

How can you think about these trivial things at this time, it's too inappropriate, although Luo Chen's joke just now was indeed quite interesting

McGonagall admitted that at the beginning, she didn't get the point of this joke, but after thinking about it carefully, in the previous battle with Voldemort, the ghostly look and tone of the opponent when he cast the spell.

What Luo Chen said is really not bad at all.

"Of course, you can do whatever you want, as long as you don't kill him, you can say anything." McGonagall said, at this moment, she seemed to not take Voldemort seriously.

Voldemort was trembling with anger, wishing he could break through the blockade of those iron railings immediately. But the remaining mana in his body will also be consumed.

The next plan will not be carried out smoothly.

Therefore, he, Voldemort, didn't care about trifles, and endured it!

Then it closed silently, and no longer observed the situation outside. The stone couldn't be avoided, anyway, it was Qiluo who was hit on the body, and it was the pain.

There is no harm to him, after all, he is just a remnant soul.

"Okay, then I'll start!"

Luo Chen held a magic wand in one hand, and held it empty in the other. After waving it again and again, he saw that with him as the center of the circle, all the large and small gravel around him flew into the air, and smashed towards Voldemort with a crackling sound.

This scene is many times more spectacular than Harry Potter.

The corners of McGonagall's mouth twitched slightly, thinking that this would not really kill Voldemort.

But after this thought flashed, she decisively threw it aside, she shouldn't be able to beat him to death.

It would be a joke if Voldemort was really stoned to death.

Hmm...it really turned into a joke, but there's nothing wrong with it.

Inexplicably, this Mag started to let go of his thoughts again.

It's all because of Luo Chen's joke, she is the dignified dean of Gryffindor...

He didn't notice at all that there was a special stone covered in Harry Potter's blood wrapped in the rubble.

Clap clap!

It was like a heavy rain hitting the ground, making a blunt sound.

"Uh... ah!"

Suddenly there was a scream from Voldemort's side, but it was not from Voldemort himself, but Quirrell.

Although his soul was scattered by Voldemort, and all the vitality and magic energy of his body were swallowed up, that didn't mean he was dead.

If he died, Voldemort would not be able to remain possessed.

But he just groaned in pain.

The stone with Harry Potter's blood also landed firmly on his face.

Chi Chi Chi!

Thick white smoke suddenly appeared on Voldemort and Quirrell. And made a sound like flesh and blood being roasted by flames.

Voldemort and McGonagall were taken aback at the same time, and of course Luochen also showed a look of disbelief at the right time.

"How is this possible?" Voldemort screamed in disbelief, feeling his power being pulled away rapidly. This is a sign that Quirrell is dead.

Luo Chen's movements were also quick, and he immediately retracted the stones that were still floating in the air and did not fall.

But it's too late!

A black shadow that was much lighter than the previous black mist slowly emerged from Quirrell who was slowly turning into a pile of ashes.

It has no specific shape, more like an irregular black wind.

Voldemort roared angrily, and rushed towards Luo Chen fiercely.

Then, Luo Chen felt a pain in his head, and the black shadow suddenly froze in place.

After a while, it immediately resumed. Without looking back, he flew out of the gate of the auditorium and disappeared.

Luo Chen observed silently, half of his magic energy was quickly emptied before, and the corners of his mouth slightly curled up. This guy really doesn't know how to gain wisdom through a pitfall!

Quirrell just suffered a lot of losses in the Forbidden Forest before, and now he actually let his own deity do it, and he was cheated again.

Mag was stunned to see this scene, then suddenly thought of something, and quickly chased out of the auditorium.

With the help of the portraits in the corridor, the determined black shadow left the Hogwarts castle completely, without prying into the mysteries in the level, and without occupying another body.

Only then did I completely relax.

With somewhat heavy and stiff steps, he slowly returned to the castle.

And Luochen had already returned to Tower 3 by now.

Opened the diary section.

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