The Urge to Steal the Kill

The impact was caught off guard. Voldemort had no idea that someone would attack from behind, and it was successful.

Not only did Philosopher's Stone fail to be caught, but the continuous output of magic power was also forced to interrupt. The two professors' spells instantly overwhelmed Voldemort's Killing Curse and hit him.

"Ah!"

Voldemort let out a miserable cry, and the severe pain made his whole body tremble.

Along with him, the face of Quirrell, who had his head replaced, was much more miserable than Voldemort. His face was hideous and his mouth and nose were bleeding.

Voldemort Just feel the pain for a while, and then the state will drop a few levels again, and you can abandon this body at any time.

But as the owner of the body, Professor Quirrell will be accompanied by this irreversible damage until death.

"Master, I can't hold on any longer." Professor Quirrell was incoherent and his voice was intermittent, exactly the same as the persona he usually pretended to be.

But this time it's not a disguise, it's real.

"Shut up, you loser.

Fortunately, you were still behind and didn't even notice the sneak attack. "Voldemort scolded you angrily, and then focused on the figure that sneaked up on him.

Not just him, everyone looked at the white figure hovering in mid-air in astonishment.

"Is that... a dragon?" Hermione murmured.

"It should be!" Ron swallowed, "My brother sent some photos before, and it is very similar to the dragon in the juvenile stage, but... this is too cool!

I am sure that even Charlie has never seen a whiter and more sacred dragon than Unicorn. "

"Come here."

Aaron waved, and Young Dragon flew down in mid-air.

As it fell, its body quickly shrank and turned into the shape of Abei, with a bright red gem in its mouth.

"Be good, you did a good job.

I'll reward you with a turkey when you get back. "Aaron patted its faucet, and then took Philosopher's Stone off.

"It's you." Voldemort looked at Abei and thought about how it had also kicked it hard when Forbidden Forest was there. He was so angry that he wanted to kill it right away.

But now he has multiple injuries, and his condition can no longer be described as bad.

Quirrell's body has entered the countdown to decay. No matter how much he hates him, he can't take revenge. Moreover, after calming down, he feels a little curious about this dragon.

In the magic world, dragons are the top of Fantastic Beasts, powerful but rare.

But this does not mean that there is no chance to see it, but it is the first time for him to see a dragon that has appeared in and can freely control its body shape. It is definitely the only one.

"Isn't that it? Doesn't it look particularly familiar?" Aaron teased, "Originally I thought I wouldn't take action, but your strength forced me to do so.

Fortunately, I succeeded. "

"Hmph! This is not luck.

Your timing is very precise, and I can't refuse the magic stone as bait. Voldemort looked at Abe, who was completely different from his previous powerful and domineering appearance, and asked, "What on earth is that thing?"

You have been in school for more than half a year. If you are a dragon, you shouldn't be as big as just now. "

"As expected of Dark Lord, you can find the key points immediately."

Aaron also knows that with so many people here, Abei's identity must not be concealed.

After thinking for a while, he pretended to explain, "It's normal for you not to know that it is one of the inheritances of our family, but it was only hatched in my generation.

It only recognizes the blood of my family, but it grows very slowly. "

"That's really an honor!" Voldemort smiled gloomily, "Being able to see such a thing before this body is destroyed, it is considered a worthwhile trip."

After the words fell, Quirrell on the back of his head immediately panicked, "Master, you can't give up on me, I am your most loyal slave, I..."

"Shut up!

Dark Lord will not give up on his loyal servants. "Voldemort said coldly, "It's not that I have never failed, but I will never die. Maybe I will give you your life when I come back. "

"Thank you, Master, thank you..."

Quirrell burst into tears of gratitude, but soon closed his eyes.

After he closed his eyes, the back of his head turned into black particles and dissipated into the air, leaving only the front half of his head controlled by Voldemort.

"Hiss! It's miserable." Aaron took a breath of cold air. Harry and the three of them opened their mouths in shock. Professor McGonagall and Professor Snape were relatively calm. After all, age matters here, and their psychological quality is very important.

"Death was just a relief to him.

The one who could lay down his life for the great Dark Lord is the Glory of Quinus Quirrell. "Voldemort said calmly, "Maybe you will agree with this will when you surrender to me in the future. "

Aaron:...

A generous gift crab! Even now, you still don't let me go.

How can I be so virtuous and capable as to make Dark Lord miss you so much?

"Well... actually Harry Potter is better than me, so I can't surrender to you.

So... you'd better focus on him! "

The corner of Harry's mouth twitched suddenly, and he looked at Aaron blankly, his eyes extremely resentful.

"You don't need to remind me, I never planned to let him go." Voldemort said angrily, "Believe me, time will prove it.

In the future, you will find that becoming my heir is your best choice. "

Aaron pondered for a long time, looked at the backs of the two professors, and said, "Professor McGonagall, Professor Snape, I want to ask you a favor.

Let him breathe later and I will send him on his way myself. "

"This... isn't appropriate!" Professor McGonagall said speechlessly.

Although thanks to Aaron, Voldemort received a full blow from him and Snape, which made the body on the verge of collapse even worse, and a weight was added to the sky of victory.

It is not allowed to let a twelve-year-old student kill someone, even if the person being killed is the heinous Dark Lord.

Professor Snape chose silence and said nothing.

"Severus, let him do it." Voldemort laughed loudly, "Stepping on the second generation Dark Lord to take over, he is worthy of being my chosen successor."

"What the hell..." Aaron couldn't help but cursed.

He had only wanted to follow the two professors and pick up heads at the last moment, but now he suddenly had the urge to grab heads.

I don't want to inherit such a huge family fortune, so I have to follow you and stand on the opposite side of Magic World?

You can win by lying down, but you have to take a narrow road. Be the black terror of Magic World?

Unless his brain is damaged, no, unless his brain is damaged, he will not choose this path even if Harry Potter is killed.

"Are you sure?" Professor Snape frowned.

"It's not your turn to teach me how to do shit, I know exactly what I'm talking about." Voldemort shouted, "Harry Potter used his parents' lives to become Magic World's celebrity.

It is because of his confidence, wisdom and courage that he gained my recognition. "

"It's gone."

"Snape, you...

I don't agree with this. Aaron is just a twelve-year-old child. "

"Professor McGonagall, his time is running out." Snape said calmly, "Voldemort is Magic World's hero after all, and we should respect his wishes before his death.

Moreover, this is also what Aaron means. "

"No, he is also my student. He should not be exposed to these things at a young age."

"Don't forget his origin. It wouldn't be a good idea for him to be exposed to these things earlier."

Professor McGonagall was immediately speechless to refute, Voldemort would make a comeback sooner or later, and then the entire Magic World would be in turmoil. Those well-known Warlock families were the ones he wanted to conquer.

Aaron is the sole heir of Gaius family, and he will face this sooner or later.

"Have you discussed it yet?" Voldemort asked impatiently, "Let's start after discussing it! I will use your embarrassed appearance to prove Dark Magic's strength."

"Avada Kedavra!"

Green light flashed out from Quirrell's Wand. Snape and Professor McGonagall immediately used Wand to counterattack.

The two rays of light merged together, became thicker, and collided with the green Killing Curse.

After a long time, the magic spread out from the midpoint of the collision of the magic spell. The shock wave splashed fragments on the ground, and flying dust filled the entire room.

Aaron and others who were watching the battle only vaguely heard the sound of a few heavy objects falling to the ground.

"Professor, are you okay?" Harry asked anxiously.

Then a shaky figure came out of the dust. The extremely weak Voldemort left a terrifying smile on the crowd, and then turned his attention to Aaron.

"Hey hey hey! Don't look at me like that, I'm scared."

"I can't see how you look scared." Voldemort said hoarsely, "Look at them all trembling, they don't even have the courage to look at me.

Unlike you, the two Wands in your sleeves are ready to go, which is great.

You want to kill me, it's easy, you can do it easily. "

"Madman." Aaron stopped pretending and took out two Wand. "You only have the strength to wait for death, otherwise I will run faster than anyone else."

"Of course, you are just like me when I was young."

"Don't be ridiculous, you and I are different." Aaron retorted, "It is your biggest mistake to think of me as a crazy person like you.

Any last words? "

"Dumbledore can't give you what you want, I'm waiting for you to come to me."