Quirrell walked to Harry, looked down at Harry, who was unconscious on the steps under his feet. And in his palm, the crystal stone the size of a baby fist. In the fire in the brazier in the four corners, the Philosopher's Stone emitted a red color like wine. It looked ordinary, but full of charming colors.

Those who know it regard it as a magical tool, while those who don’t know it just treat it as a crystal stone full of impurities and very poorly-designed.

Quirot bent down and stretched out his hand, as if he had foresaw the scene of picking up the Philosopher's Stone and handing it over to the Master of Voldemort.

Everything is close at hand and seems to be within reach.

With a "swish", a strong wind suddenly came, and Qiluo almost subconsciously took two steps back to avoid it. Then with a light bang, a small stone bounced on the steps and rolled down the steps.

Staring at the small stone that was not as big as a philosopher's stone, Qilu's eyes twitched, and he instantly turned his head to look in the direction where the stone was coming, and his pupils suddenly shrank in that moment.

"How is it possible! Why are you still alive!"

"Of course I'm still alive." Wang Yao said. He stood up shakingly, his arms drooping weakly. Blood slid from the scars on his forehead, crossed the sneering face, gathered in his jaw, dripped. A trace of sadness flashed deep in his eyes. He would rather the previous scene be just an illusion of his death than a real one.

The only way to avoid the Avadasauri curse is the power of emotions. Deciding to die for others can produce this powerful defensive curse. Harry's mother Lily used family love to stop the death curse, and the future Harry also used this power to protect all teachers and students in the school. Now, Danny has used this power to protect Wang Yao.

Voldemort, who was addicted to power and gave everything for it, was destined to be unable to understand this power.

"Idiot, get it quickly!" Voldemort, who was growing on the back of his head, shouted anxiously. Although he was also surprised by Wang Yao, who was not dead in the Avadasauri curse, the magic stone a few meters away was more important. Why not be afraid of being able to be resurrected after obtaining it?

Only then did Qilu react and flew towards the magic stone. However, Wang Yao was faster than him. The moment Qilu rushed, he used all his strength to exert force, stepped on the ground, and shot four or five meters away, directly hitting Qilu, who had touched the magic stone with a weak body temperature. The two of them jumped over Harry, fell on the steps like a rolling gourd, and rolled down.

"Damn it!" Qiluo got up, and a stone cut his face, oozing out a blood mark, making the face even more ferocious. He wanted to pounce on it again, but suddenly froze.

Wang Yao was breathing heavily like a broken bellows, and he was carrying a huge rock on his back, pressing his back very low. He pulled the corner of his mouth and straightened his waist hard. This action made Wang Yao shake his body a few times, and he almost couldn't stand steadily and fell back.

What made Qiluo froze was the crystal stone in Wang Yao's hand.

Wang Yao, who was at the end of his strength, shook the magic stone in his hand, and showed a smile that made Qiluo extremely disgusted. The magic stone dripped a few points of blood, and under the reflection of the fire, it became even more magical and dazzling, flashing intoxicating blood.

"You want it, Voldemort."

"Give him me!" Kiro roared hideously, and was about to approach him. Voldemort shouted angrily, "Idiot, let me tell him."

"It's my master!" Quirrell became full of fear in an instant, and turned his back to Wang Yao without hesitation. Facing Voldemort, his cowardly face was fully visible.

Voldemort's face appeared in front of him. While Wang Yao was looking at him, he was also looking at Wang Yao.

"Who are you?" An extremely weak and oppressive voice came from the corrupt face like a rag.

"I have never heard of a wizard who can turn into a giant. Are you from the Hidden Family?"

"Do I call you him or it?" Wang Yao ignored Voldemort's question and looked at it with interest. He moved his footsteps and protected Harry behind him. Harry was the key to kill Voldemort, and he must not make any mistakes.

"It doesn't matter. You see what I am now, right? Do you know how I want to survive? After getting the Philosopher's Stone, I can be resurrected and let the name of the Dark King, who has been silent for ten years, resound in this world again. Do you know how demanding I have on it?"

"Now...give it to me."

"If you use the Avadasauri, you probably have very little magic left in your servant, right? And your form is just a pitiful parasite. Why do I give it to a weak guy?"

Wang Yao laughed. He was recovering his strength in secret. I guess Qiluo was doing the same thing. But even if he meditated calmly for an hour, he couldn't recover much. As for Voldemort, even if Wang Yao was in his heyday, he was definitely not an opponent even if he was titanized. But at this moment, Voldemort was just a poor worm who lived on others.

However, Wang Yao was waiting, while the opponent was delaying time, he was also delaying time. He could not give Voldemort a fatal blow. Only Harry. So he was waiting. As long as Harry woke up, everything was not worth worrying.

"You are right. If you live on others, you will live like a parasite. It is worse than the humblest wandering soul. In those days and nights when you can't close your eyes, you just repeatedly force yourself to live every second." Voldemort said in a low tone.

"The blood of a unicorn can allow me to continue my life, but it cannot allow me to obtain my own flesh. There is a stone that can resurrect me from my body. And it is in your hands. Just bring it to you and I can satisfy any wish."

"Whether it is a powerful force, immortality, or resurrection, I can satisfy you. You just need to give me that stone..."

Wang Yao sneered at him and was about to refute him, but he was stunned.

Resurrection... Danny can...

Wang Yao recalled the scene when Danny's soul dissipated, and his heart was filled with sadness.

Can't come back...he can't come back.

In the underground hall, the crackling sound of flames burning in the brazier. In the dullness, the air seemed to solidify.

Voldemort saw that Wang Yao was hesitant and moved, and his voice was filled with temptation like a demon. "That tall mirror is called the Eris Mirror. It can allow you to see the most urgent and strong desire deep in your heart. If you don't know what you want, why not go and see it?"

Wang Yao felt aroused, and he was indeed very curious about it. After glanced at Voldemort, he stepped forward and walked to this tall mirror with golden borders.

Eris Mirror, a planned link. The golden snatch allows Harry to obtain the Philosopher's Stone, and Eris Mirror allows the Philosopher's Stone to appear in Harry's pocket.

Erised, turning this English backwards, becomes Desire. It shows not the human face, but the desire in the human heart.

"What did you see? Is it a desire for power, or a longing for the dead?" Voldemort's voice sounded from behind.

"I saw it..." Wang Yao's black eyes were a little lost, as if he was addicted to it.
Chapter completed!