Seeing Quirrell rushing towards him, Harry Potter couldn't help turning around and running away.
But Quirrell seemed to have seen through Harry's thoughts, and suddenly raised his hand and snapped his fingers while advancing, causing a large wall of fire to suddenly rise at the end of the retreat steps.
This situation stopped Harry's escape steps.
Seeing this, Quirrell continued to move forward with disdain.
At this time, all of Professor Quirrell's attention was on Harry Potter, so Ke Wen would not be polite.
Just when Quirrell walked up to Harry and raised his arm, and was about to catch Harry who was stunned there, Kewen shook his hand and grabbed the wand that had slipped from his cuff quickly.
Then quickly waved the magic wand from bottom to top, and a silent "Shen Feng Wu Ying" sharp blade suddenly shot out.
The speed of the sharp blade was very fast, and it cut through Quirrell's shoulder almost instantly. Before the other party felt the pain, Quirrell's raised arm suddenly disappeared, flipped in the air and fell on Harry's chest .
Harry raised his hand subconsciously, and took the thing that touched his chest in his arms. After looking down, he suddenly let go of his hand in horror and took a step back.
Until then, Quirrell just started to feel the pain, and he couldn't help opening his mouth and screaming.
Kewen's attack is not over yet.
When Voldemort ordered Quirrell to kill him just now, he saw where Quirrell's wand was hidden.
Therefore, in order to avoid mistakes, Kewen chanted the spell in a low voice to enhance the casting effect. Almost at the moment when Quirrell just screamed out, another "explosive weapon" was fired.
With a 'swish' sound, the magic wand that was originally inserted in Quirrell's waist suddenly flew out, and was blown to pieces in the air by Ke Wen's successive 'shattering curses'.
Ke Wen handled it so carefully, and did not attract the attention of the other two.
At this moment, Professor Quirrell was holding his severed arm and screaming, while Harry Potter lowered his head in astonishment, looking at the arm he threw away on the ground.
That arm was undergoing drastic changes, as if it suddenly lost moisture, became dry and shattered, and soon turned into dust and exploded.
Kewen habitually watched the six directions in battle, so he also saw the change in that arm.
An idea came to mind, and then the wand pointed again, hitting Quirrell who was screaming and turning to look at him.
The spell was just a simple 'repelling spell', and after hitting it, Quirrell couldn't help but fell sideways and slammed into Harry Potter.
Harry raised his hand almost subconsciously, and pushed Quirrell's head that was bumping towards him.
The moment Harry's hands touched Quirrell's skin, Quirrell's screams suddenly became more heart-piercing.
Like the arms on the ground, Harry's hands seemed to have turned into irons or something, and the moment they touched Quirrell's skin, the other's face began to dry out.
The cracking effect spread so fast that Professor Quirrell's screams suddenly disappeared, and his body lost resistance, and he was pushed back by Harry.
But after only taking a few steps back, the chapped effect had already spread to Professor Quirrell's whole body.
The next moment, as Professor Quirrell took another step back habitually, his body suddenly collapsed, leaving only his clothes scattered on the ground, and his whole body of flesh and blood collapsed into a pile of dust.
Harry was completely stunned by the sight in front of him, his eyes widened in bewilderment, he looked at the ashes left by Professor Quirrell, and then looked down at his hands.
"Damn you-"
Voldemort's voice suddenly emerged from the pile of clothes that Professor Quirrell had left behind.
Kewen's set of attacks was too abrupt and too smooth.
And the next series of changes also made Voldemort completely unresponsive.
It wasn't until Quirrell was completely turned into ashes that Voldemort finally recovered.
With the sound of angry shouts, a whirlwind suddenly rose from the pile of clothes, and streaks of black mist emerged from the pile of clothes, and began to gather and form in the whirlwind.
Ke Wen, who was standing near the magic mirror, squinted his eyes slightly, and quickly glanced at the still dazed Harry, another idea appeared in his mind.
Through the verification just now, combined with the memory data, Ke Wen came to a result.
Harry has the protective magic left by his mother with 'love', that kind of 'love', which seems to restrain Voldemort's remnant soul.
The yin and yang of all things are opposed. Compared with any theory of relativity or the theory of opposites, the ancestors of China have already studied the yin and yang of all things clearly.
Now, Harry's protection symbolizes masculine, so Voldemort's remnant soul is relatively feminine.
If Voldemort's soul was intact, he might be able to compete with Harry's protective measures, but precisely because his soul is incomplete, it can only be restrained by Harry.
In the same way, it is speculated that as long as the curse with the characteristic of [Yang] can also restrain Voldemort's remnant soul
Judging from the situation in the original plot where Voldemort could only escape in embarrassment, it seems that Voldemort's remnant soul can't show any abilities now.
Well, Ke Wen intends to experiment with this.
Do whatever comes to mind.
Just when the whirlwind gathered the black mist and formed a shadow like an evil spirit, Ke Wen suddenly swung his wand and chanted at the same time: "Call God to guard!"
Almost mobilizing all positive emotions, the magic guard that Ke Wen condensed this time is very huge. A flying bird with a diameter of nearly two meters and shining silver light suddenly drilled out from the tip of the magic wand.
"twitter-"
With a joyous cry, the magic bird quickly circled Cowen, and then rushed towards Voldemort's remnant soul.
Bowing his head, the sharp beak of the magic bird was like a sharp arrow, breaking through the black mist of Voldemort's remnant soul without hindrance, and then the entire huge bird body passed through the remnant soul.
"ah-"
Voldemort let out a scream, no less shrill than Quirrell just now.
The black mist of remnant souls exploded, but quickly and diligently gathered again.
However, Ke Wen would not give the other party a chance to immediately control the magic bird to dive and attack again.
Afterwards, screams kept ringing in the room, and every time the magic bird passed through, the gathering speed of Voldemort's remnant soul would become slower.
During this period, Kewen also took the opportunity to release many other spells of attack types.
But the unabated screams symbolized that Voldemort's remnant soul was only in pain, but there was no sign of being successfully wiped out.
Seeing this, Ke Wen couldn't help frowning a little.
Command the magic bird to penetrate Voldemort's remnant soul again, slowing down the speed of the opponent's re-condensation again.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, a cold light flashed in Ke Wen's eyes.
No longer trying to control the magic bird, Kewen pointed his wand at the gathering Voldemort's remnant soul, and a slight green light emerged from the tip of the wand.
Although the use of black magic is prohibited in the wizarding world, it is ridiculous that almost everyone knows the three unforgivable curses.
Along with the tip of the wand, the greenery gradually becomes richer.
Ke Wen's eyes were cold, his voice was indifferent, and he whispered: "Awada—"
"stop!"
With a loud shout, Ke Wen suddenly stopped casting spells.
The greenery on the tip of the wand dissipated, and Ke Wen and Harry turned their heads at the same time, looking in the direction of the sound...
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(end of this chapter)