Hogwarts founder returns to campus

Walking through the flames, Harry had expected a burning sensation.

However, in fact, it's like crossing King's Cross Station to get the wall, but when the eyes are dark, you come to a brand new place.

This place was extremely dark, and the surrounding stone walls were very damp, and he could vaguely feel some reflections, and he could see a downward staircase.

It seemed that because he was approaching the center of the room, he felt the scar on his forehead start to ache again.

Through the narrow staircase, Harry finally saw a room where the dim light allowed him to vaguely see a figure in a black robe standing in front of a tall mirror.

He had seen that mirror at Christmas, it was the Mirror of Erised, and he had been extremely obsessed with the beautiful fantasy constructed for him by the Mirror of Erised.

But all this has gone with the wind, and he has understood that real life is the most important thing.

Perhaps because Harry's slightly heavy breathing disturbed the person standing in front of the mirror, the figure in the black robe turned around slowly, looking at Harry with a smile on his face.

"Harry... Potter!" The voice was gloomy and treacherous, like a poisonous snake spitting out a letter, with an indescribably terrifying feeling.

Just hearing this voice Harry felt a splitting headache, and goosebumps kept popping out of his body.

"The boy who lived! Maybe we should meet in a more suitable environment!" The figure in black robe raised his wand, and a fiery snake appeared out of thin air.

The size of the fire snake is a bit bigger than the baby dragon Nora who was sent away. It is nimble and terrifying, slowly swaying its figure, illuminating the whole room.

Harry's eyes widened unconsciously, and a chill stronger than the potion he drank just now rose up, rushing straight from the soles of his feet to the top of the sky.

At this moment, he seemed to hear a woman's scream in his mind, and through the scream, a face seemed to appear in his eyes.

Although the face of the person in front of him is not exactly the same as the one in his mind, the gloomy, terrifying and treacherous feeling is almost exactly the same...

The answer is ready to come out...

Harry panted heavily, as if the oxygen in the air had been plundered by the fire snake, or because the pain on his forehead made him almost faint, he could only grit his teeth and slowly uttered a name: "Voldemort!"

This is the culprit who killed his parents and let him spend his childhood in abuse, a dark wizard known as the most powerful and dangerous ever - Voldemort!

"Ah! How long has it been since I heard this name? How long has it been since no one dared to call me by this name? The mysterious man... the one who can't even mention his name..."

Voldemort smiled, a ferocious and distorted smile, like a hyena smiling, full of danger and bloodthirsty.

Harry actually thought about it a lot, but he never expected that Voldemort would actually stand in front of him so alive, he really thought it was Snape...

"Snape? That stupid traitor!" Voldemort continued to smile, his serpent-like dark green vertical pupils staring at Harry's eyes, "But it's okay, I'll get the Resurrection Stone soon, this school It will be in my pocket!"

"You won't! Principal Dumbledore will stop you!" Harry roared loudly, trying to suppress the pain of the scar in this way.

"ridiculous!"

Harry saw Voldemort flicking his fingers lightly, the surrounding air seemed to boil, and an invisible hand seemed to grab him with the wave of the wand.

An equally insubstantial shield suddenly appeared in front of Harry, and Harry could feel that Voldemort's magic had failed and was blocked by this invisible shield.

"It seems that Dumbledore gave you a lot." Voldemort's smile remained unchanged, and he waved his wand casually.

A huge black hand appeared, and the air was filled with a stench. The skin on the black hand was almost completely rotten, and black air continued to seep out. The sharp nails showed a faint green light, which seemed to be highly poisonous.

This gigantic hand grabbed Harry at an incomparably swift speed, its sharp nails slashed across the invisible shield, making a terrifying sound that was more ear-piercing than chalk slashing across the blackboard.

Harry's hairs stood on end, and he could only pray in his heart that the shield charm Salazar had given him would work.

"It's very interesting." Voldemort's smile was no longer there, and he seemed to be disturbed by Harry's shield charm. "It seems that Dumbledore attaches great importance to you."

The giant hand suddenly doubled in size, and the sharp nails were like sharp swords, easily cutting the shield apart, and making a short "chirp".

Along with the sound was the shield charm in his pocket, and Harry could feel the shield charm breaking in two.

"The strength of this body is still not enough, Potter!" Voldemort's smile returned to his face. "The current strength is only about one-tenth? I think the Philosopher's Stone should help me recover more."

The fire snake beside him slowly crawled towards Harry, dragging a twisted burning path on the ground.

Harry felt himself breathing harder, his nose filled with the heat of the flames, and his ears were already buzzing.

At this time, the necklace on his chest suddenly glowed, and a clear stream gushed out from one of the gemstones.

Qingliu circled Harry and finally seemed to merge into his body.

The clear stream that melted into his body helped him dissipate the heat brought by the fire snake, and even his headache was relieved a lot.

At the same time the second gem lighted up, then quickly dimmed, and Harry could only feel something shooting out of it, in the direction of the fiery snake crawling towards him.

"sieve!"

With a light voice, the fire snake suddenly disappeared before Harry's eyes, disappeared without a trace, and the surroundings fell into darkness again.

"What is that necklace of yours?"

It was already difficult for Harry to see Voldemort's expression clearly, because the fire snake disappeared suddenly, and the darkness that protruded made him unable to see.

But he could hear the bewilderment in Voldemort's voice, and a bit of fear.

Harry felt his heart beating faster, thinking that if he went out, he must know everything about Cassandra's interview.

The necklace Cassandra lent him was so amazing that it could even block Voldemort's attack.

Just when Harry was thinking wildly, the room was lit up again, and a fire snake appeared beside Voldemort again.

Harry could still see the unbelievable expression on Voldemort's face, the vertical pupils were slightly narrowed at this moment, and Harry looked at each other: "It seems that the Boy Who Lived did have many treasures on him, if so Woolen cloth?"

Voldemort raised his wand suddenly, and the stones on the ground shattered and turned into two mattresses, one on the left and the other on the right, clamping Harry.

At this time, Harry was horrified to find that his necklace was invalid, could it be because he was not its owner?