Boom.
Professor Quirrell, blocked by Impedimenta, collapsed into the sea of flames. A black figure flew out of his body—it was Voldemort's soul.
"Remember this." After glaring fiercely at Shen Fei and casting one last unwilling glance at Harry Potter, Voldemort's soul passed through Impedimenta and fled.
You really think I have no way to deal with souls? If you weren't still useful, I'd burn you to death right now. Shen Fei stared disdainfully at the place where Voldemort had vanished.
Ordinary flames could not harm a soul, but Fiendfyre could. One of Voldemort's Horcruxes had been destroyed by Fiendfyre. That was the main reason it was such a strictly forbidden Dark Magic spell.
Even without Fiendfyre, Shen Fei had methods to deal with souls. In fact, this was precisely what Kamar-Taj magic excelled at.
"Now can you tell me what happened here?" Once Voldemort had escaped, Shen Fei turned his gaze to Harry.
"Professor Quirrell wanted the Sorcerer's Stone to revive You-Know-Who." As Harry spoke, he edged backward sideways, apparently trying to hide the item in his side pocket.
"What is that? Take it out." Shen Fei pointed directly at Harry's pocket.
"It's the Sorcerer's Stone." After hesitating for a moment, Harry slowly took it from his pocket. It was an irregular, pale red crystal.
"Let me see it." Shen Fei extended his left hand, while his right still held his Wand.
"It belongs to Professor Dumbledore." Harry said this as he slowly approached Shen Fei, apparently trying to use Dumbledore to pressure him.
Perhaps Professor Quirrell's betrayal had made Harry unable to trust anyone at the moment, except for one person—Dumbledore.
"I'm only looking at it." Shen Fei did not reach out to take it. When Harry finally came before him and placed the Sorcerer's Stone in his