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Chapter 78 It's up to you!(2/2)

However, the next moment, the smile on Quirrell's face froze.

Because the [Shattered Bones] didn't blow up John's whole body as he expected, it only blew up his robe.

What was revealed after the robe was torn was a thick dragon skin vest.

John quickly adjusted his body's center of gravity.

He smiled sarcastically at Quirrell, who was still dazed, and pointed the wand in his hand.

"Split into pieces!"

"laugh--"

With blood splattering, Quirrell's right arm holding the wand quietly fell to the ground.

Quirrell realized the extent of his injuries after a second or two. He held his broken arm with his left hand and screamed heartbreakingly.

John was about to pursue the victory when he heard another completely different voice coming from Quirrell.

"What a complete loser!"

As he spoke, another wave of magic shockwave stronger than the previous roared out, directly overturning John and the others!

At the same time, Quirrell suddenly stopped wailing.

He showed an inhuman and cruel smile as if being controlled by something, then reached out and made a casual move, and the wand held by the severed hand flew back to his left hand.

As he used magic to seal the wounds on his body, a terrifying aura surged out of him.

"Voldemort!"

Harry muttered as he covered the lightning-shaped scar on his forehead.

As soon as he said this, Michelle and others looked at him in shock.

'Quirrell' untied the silk scarf on his head, slowly turned around, and pointed the pale and ferocious terrifying face on the back of his head at Harry.

"Harry Potter..."

He said in a whisper.

Harry wanted to step back, but his legs wouldn't obey him.

"Look what I have become!" Voldemort continued with a sneer, "Only shadow and steam are left... I can only have a body by possessing others! But these days will be over soon.

!Once I get the Philosopher's Stone, I can recreate a body of my own!"

Hearing this, Harry was so horrified that he came back to his senses.

He instinctively looked at John and shouted with a choked voice:

"John! Think of a way! We must stop Voldemort!"

Hearing this, John shook his head.

He really couldn't understand why Voldemort was still talking so much nonsense at this point, and even explained to everyone his purpose of seizing the Sorcerer's Stone.

Is it possible that his intelligence is impaired because he is in a state of remnant soul?

"Don't worry, Harry, he can't get the Sorcerer's Stone."

John said with a chuckle.

The eyes of Harry and others lit up instantly.

If John said there is a way, then there must be a way!

After experiencing so many things, everyone firmly believes in this!

Harry was so excited that he wanted to shout.

But he soon lost his interest.

Because Harry saw that John took out a red and white baseball cap from somewhere and put it on his head.

Then he pointed the wand at him.

"Wingardim Leviosa!"

Harry's body seemed to have lost gravity and was floating in the air.

John rushed behind Harry, grabbed Harry by the collar, and threw him directly towards Voldemort!

While throwing it, John was still shouting:
Chapter completed!
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