Watching the two figures disappear into the sea of ​​fire, Ivan opened his mouth and wanted to stop them.

Because if you want to go back, you have to pass through those rampant chess pieces. It is not easy for the four of them to come all the way, not to mention that only Hermione and Ron are the only ones.

However, staying here does not mean absolute safety. It would be fine if he and Harry won, but if they lose, their closed space will not even escape against Quirrell and Voldemort.

"Let's go." Ivan sighed. He should worry about himself first.

Harry nodded solemnly and poured the small bottle of potion, looking like he was about to die. However, with Ivan's accompanying him, Harry is still somewhat confident compared to the original work.

However, Harry soon discovered that Ivan was chanting some weird spell in his mouth. With a light touch of his wand, his figure soon disappeared in front of him.

On the empty platform, except for the flames rising everywhere, he was alone.

"Ivan? Are you still here?" Harry suddenly felt a little panicked

"I used the magic body spell, the effect is similar to your invisible cloak, and it is next to you now." Ivan's voice sounded in his ears.

Harry was calmer. Although he was inexplicably a little weak when he could not see Ivan's figure, Harry did not let Ivan withdraw from this state and accompanied him in.

Only in this way can they have more winning rates if they are bright and dark.

Even so, he would be treated as bait, and Harry had no objection, because in his opinion, Ivan was different from himself. He did not have to face the responsibilities and obligations of the Dark King, but was involved by him.

Before stepping into the black flame, Ivan spoke again as if he had thought of something.

"After entering later, don't be too panic no matter what you see, and don't start a conflict immediately. Find ways to get close to Kiro or Voldemort, and then limit his movements, grab his hands, or use his hands to paste his face. It's best not to give Kiro a chance to pull out his wand."

Harry was confused and he understood how to limit his actions. What would he do if he could use his hands to cover his face?

Obstruct your vision?

Harry couldn't figure it out, but he agreed directly. He would not think that fighting without magic would damage the wizard's identity like some old-fashioned wizards.

Anyway, it's done

Ivan also felt a little relieved. As long as Voldemort still wanted to get the Philosopher's Stone, he would not attack Harry immediately. Once Harry got in, they would definitely win.

"Redeem the Experience Card" Yifan opened his mouth and recited silently.

【Ding, redeemed, deducted 100 academic achievement points】

As the prompt sounded, Ivan's brain was running rapidly, and various senses seemed to be much more sensitive.

The opponent is Voldemort, Ivan dared not relax at all and raised his state to the limit as much as possible.

After a few steps forward and stepping into the cover of the black flames, the scorching flames rushed towards me. This strange flame still maintained an extremely high temperature without any attachments.

Fortunately, the fireproof agent has good effect, and a thin water curtain automatically emerges around the body, blocking the flames and the high temperature.

Further ahead is a large room with twelve huge support columns around it, and a huge mirror in the middle. A wizard wearing a black robe and hooded hood was standing in front of the mirror, with his back facing them.

Perhaps hearing the movement behind him, the black-robed figure gradually turned around, Harry's eyes widened, and a chill rushed from the soles of his feet to his head.

Ivan almost couldn't even maintain the magical body curse

What kind of face is that?

The face was covered with pits of burning fire, and there was no good skin from top to bottom, and the white bones on the forehead were clearly visible.

The two eyes lost the protection of their eyelids and were exposed directly. The weirdest thing is that this burnt face seems to overlap with another illusory snake face, which is only weird enough to describe.

Ivan swallowed hard. Although he had long guessed that Quirrell and Voldemort would not be unharmed under the attack of him and Norbert, he did not expect that Quirrell was so seriously injured, and he could still survive if he was injured like this.

"Harry Potter!" A low and hoarse voice came from Quirrell's burnt mouth, mixed with anger, surprise, and surprise.

"Are you Kiro? Or Voldemort? Why did your body become like this?" Although Harry was extremely scared, he quickly calmed down and followed Ivan's previous prompts and approached Voldemort step by step.

"You ask me why?" Voldemort's already fluctuating mood became even more angry.

Not that trash Kiro!

It took so much effort to deal with a unicorn, but he didn't drink any blood, but was hit by a fire dragon that flew from somewhere.

Originally, he forced the attack to block it, but it was a big drop, but before he could recover, the hiding place was ignited by a large-scale flame spell, and there were several hot dragon breaths mixed in it!

The idiot Qiluo was so weak that he was knocked out and fainted, so that the wand was temporarily removed. If he hadn't taken over the control of this body in full, he forced the spell without a stick to cast a spell for a while, and then retrieved the wand and escaped in time, the body would have been roasted into charcoal.

What made him even more angry was that he did not see what the attackers looked like from beginning to end. He dared to use flame spells on a large scale in places like Forbidden Forest. Even in his Death Eater Legion, there were not many such crazy wizards.

For Kiro, Voldemort had completely lost his patience. After roughly repairing the broken body with black magic, he suppressed Kiro's consciousness.

Although this state cannot last for a few days, as long as he can successfully get the Philosopher's Stone, he will get everything he loses back!

Now the key to breaking through Dumbledore's magic is right in front of him, Voldemort could no longer suppress his excitement.

Harry had already closed his mouth at this time. He knew that the person in front of him might not be Quirrell, but Voldemort. Although he was afraid, he still shook his legs and slowly approached the other party as planned.

"Yes, come here, it's such a pleasant meeting." Voldemort looked at Harry with eager eyes, but when he changed his voice in the middle, his face darkened as if he felt something.

"But before that, it's better to clean up a certain bed bug that sneaked in."

Harry's expression changed, and Ivan rushed towards the stone pillar bunker next to him as he heard this.
Chapter completed!