You don’t need to ask to know that this is the result of forced squeezing and overdraft magic.

Feeling the threat of death, Quirrell couldn't help but start trying to seize control of his body.

"It seems that this is the end of today."

Zuo Si regretfully put away his wand and actively stopped all attacks.

Through the previous confrontation, he successfully learned several very practical black magic spells from the other party. At the same time, he also completely understood the close connection between emotion, will and magical power.

It can be said that the experience gained from this spell duel is far more important than simply reading books.

But for Voldemort, this duel was a naked and undisguised humiliation.

From beginning to end, he never really found a chance to kill Zuo Si. Instead, he was forced to use several powerful magic spells as trump cards.

The Dark Lord never dreamed that he would one day be manipulated by a mere freshman at Hogwarts.

Suppressing the boiling anger in his heart, Voldemort clutched the wand in his hand and asked: "Why stop? Why don't you kill me?"

"Kill you? What good will that do to me?

No, I won't do this kind of useless work.

Because I know that you made several Horcruxes to escape death.

There is no point in killing you before destroying these Horcruxes.

In addition, I have no interest in getting involved in the feud between you, Dumbledore and Harry Potter, let alone going to report you when I am full.

Goodbye, Your Majesty the Dark Lord. I hope that the next time we meet, you can truly stand in front of me instead of controlling other people's bodies.

I'm really looking forward to having a spell duel with you in your heyday."

After saying this, Zuo Si bowed gracefully again, then turned and walked towards the castle.

When his figure was completely swallowed up by darkness, Quirrell finally took back control of his body, plopped down on the ground and kept vomiting blood, and weakly begged: "Master! I feel like I'm going to die! Help me.

!Please!”

"Idiot! Go and kill a unicorn in the Forbidden Forest immediately! The blood of this creature can temporarily escape death."

Although Voldemort was in a terrible mood at the moment, he still pointed out a clear way to his men.

He doesn't want to hide in the forest and possess animals like rats and snakes that have little intelligence.

"Understood! Unicorn...Unicorn..."

Quirrell struggled to get up from the ground and began to look for the unicorn in the dangerous Forbidden Forest.

As a graduate of Ravenclaw College, it is natural that he would not know the consequences of drinking unicorn blood.

But in order to survive, I can’t worry about so much at this time.

Soon, Quirrell found a lone unicorn deep in the Forbidden Forest, and knocked it down without hesitation, then cut a hole and greedily sucked the silver blood.

After a while, my almost collapsed body gradually recovered.
Chapter completed!