A Song of Ice and Fire: The Magic Empire of the Plane Where the Song Begins

Voldemort was in a hurry.

After all, there is a flying professor not far from here.

It was impossible to cover up such a big movement.

In other words, there is no chance to leave Hogwarts secretly.

If Voldemort was in his heyday, there would be no problem fighting his way out.

But Quirrell, who was wounded and killed one hand, simply refused to escape safely.

At this time, Voldemort was ready to sacrifice Quirrell, and then at a critical moment, he left his body and escaped as a ghost.

Based on the principle of waste utilization, if Harry can be killed by the way, then it will be considered a pleasant surprise.

Quirrell still didn't know that he had been abandoned by Voldemort at this time. In the severe pain, Quirrell could barely hear his master's instructions, and tremblingly took out his wand, ready to attack Harry.

Harry has received Ai Qi's combat training since he was ten years old. Although he is only eleven and a half years old now, he is no stranger to combat.

In front of Professor Quirrell, he started to smoke when he touched him. Although Harry was a little dazed, he realized that Professor Quirrell might have evil intentions.

Therefore, when he saw Quirrell take out his wand, he did not hesitate to launch a counterattack.

At this time, the superiority of the magic ring can be seen.

Although there are a lot of magic, using the wand can get a great increase, but at some critical times, it takes time to take out the wand.

And Harry's magic ring was always worn on his hand. Without even thinking about it, Harry directly used the magic ion ball that he was best at.

Although it was in a hurry, it was too late to condense the stable ion ball, so it could only be launched towards Quirrell when its power was not very strong.

The magic of ion ball was the earliest magic that Harry came into contact with, and it was also the magic that he practiced the most.

A burst of blue light flashed, although Quirrell was not knocked into the air, at such a close distance, Quirrell directly received a blow from the ion ball with his soft abdomen, and was beaten back two steps.

Quirrell managed to regain his footing in a mild convulsion caused by the electric current.

Under the double blow of severed hand and electric shock, Professor Quirrell couldn't stabilize his spirit to cast magic for a while.

Of course Harry knew it was time to attack at the right moment.

When Quirrell touched his hand just now, it triggered a violent reaction. Although Harry was not very clear about the specific reason, he also understood that Quirrell could not have skin-to-skin contact with himself.

Then, the best way is to lie in front of him and directly use the protection magic in his body to cause harm to Quirrell.

So, when Quirrell was knocked back two steps, Harry took advantage of the gap, and before he even had time to prop up the protective cover, he stepped forward quickly, made a small jump, and pressed his hands directly on Quirrell's On the face, Quirrell, who had just stood still and took out his wand, fell to the ground.

How much weight can an eleven-year-old child weigh? This is because Quirrell's footsteps are unstable, and Harry has received some training in fighting and swordsmanship, so he can push Quirrell down unexpectedly.

Under normal circumstances, even if Quirrell is an inactive magician, it is still possible to lift an eleven-year-old boy.

But Harry pressed Quirrell's arm tightly with both hands, and the protection magic kept burning Quirrell.

Quirrell felt the hot iron on his face.

Just as the effect of the protective magic was heading towards Quirrell's brain, Quirrell was dying, turned over with all his strength, and threw Harry out.

It's a pity that at this time, there is no way to stop the effect of the protective magic on Harry's body from spreading.

Carbonization had also appeared on Quirrell's face, and soon the magic spread to Quirrell's whole body. Quirrell couldn't even stand up, and turned into a pile of ashes.

Harry startled slightly.

Harry had killed goblins, orcs, and trolls before, but he hadn't really killed anyone.

Fortunately, Quirrell's death was not bloody at all this time, and Harry didn't feel any discomfort.

Besides, Harry didn't use magic or weapons to kill him, at most he was killed by the mechanism of guardian magic, which shows that the guy in front of him is not a good bird, and he doesn't deserve Harry's sympathy.

Harry remembered Ai Qi's teaching, not to approach the enemy's corpse until he was sure that there was no danger.

So, Harry struggled to stand up, looked at the ashes left by Quirrell, and stepped back away from here.

The flight class teacher in the distance heard the movement and was walking this way.

As it turned out, Harry was right to do so.

Under Harry's gaze, the ashes gradually condensed into a puff of black smoke, and a person's head could be vaguely seen.

Harry knew immediately that this might not be a good thing.

Harry didn't dare to turn around now, for he was afraid he wouldn't be able to see any movement in the black smoke that gathered.

So, Harry maintained a backward posture and accelerated his speed of departure.

Sure enough, the black smoke gathered was completed and rushed towards Harry.

Harry threw another ion ball, but it directly penetrated the black mist without causing any substantial damage.

Harry rushed forward and rolled on the grass, avoiding the first round of black mist's attack.

Harry was very nervous at this time, because as far as Harry knew, the ion ball was used to restrain things like spirits. Could it be that the black mist in front of him was more troublesome than a spirit body?

Harry rolled and dodged on the grass. The black mist's first attack didn't work, so he turned from embarrassment to anger, turned around in the air, and rushed towards Harry again.

Harry's ghost was blowing, no matter what the black smoke was, Harry had no intention of contacting him head-on.

Now that the flying professor hadn't arrived yet, and he didn't have any better solution in his haste, Harry's brain began to think of countermeasures rapidly.