Hogwart’s Immortal Cultivation in Marvel

Chapter 230 is from Voldemort's wooing

Luke walked directly to the wooden door under the nervous gaze of a few people.

"I thought these birds would attack us." Ron said nervously.

"Alohomora-Luke can't open this door." Hermione pulled hard, and the door was completely motionless.

"Those birds are the keys." Harry cried suddenly.

"Don't worry about the birds, you wait." Luke's whole person directly integrated into the door, and the space door appeared next to them again.

Harry felt that the protective measures set here were of no use to Luke.

It was pitch black in the second room, but they had just stepped in, and the room suddenly lit brightly, illuminating a shocking scene.

They are standing on the edge of a huge chessboard—wizard chess.

"I'm the best at this." Ron just finished talking excitedly, and the space door next to it appeared again.

Ron:...

Walking into the third room, Hermione screamed: "It's Troll."

Everyone hasn't seen it yet Troll's silhouette, Hermione judged it only by the smell. It can be seen how big the impression Troll gave her before, but this time Troll has fainted on the ground.

"Very good, no need to fight Troll, this is only bigger than before." Harry whispered.

He opened the next door, only to see a table with seven bottles of different shapes.

As soon as the three of them entered, the door was sealed by flames. This flame is unusual, purple. At the same time, a black flame burst from the door leading to the front.

Everyone did not look at the things on the table, but at the same time turned their eyes to Luke.

However, this time he didn't directly crack, "Did you find any problems."

"What's the problem?" Harry was puzzled.

"Do you want to talk about the mechanism arranged by Professor these all are?" Hermione recalled the rooms just now, "Devil's Snare from Professor Sprout, Asuka the key from Professor Flitwick, and the transfiguration wizard from Professor McGonagall. Professor Quirrell’s Troll, here is the Potion of Professor Snape."

"Yes, but you overlooked the important point, these are not difficult."

Three people:......

Seeing their expressions, I just didn’t understand, and added: "Devil's Snare, it can be easily solved with fire, Hermione, you know for sure. If it's Asuka, it's not difficult with Harry's broomstick level. Ron is also good at it. Wizard chess, just a normal Troll, and the potion here can’t be troublesome to Hermione. Most importantly, don’t you find any hints on the table. Not many people will put the insurance code on the safe, even if he designed it as one Arithmetic questions, not to mention this question is not difficult."

Ron didn't quite understand, Harry was lost in thought, Hermione thought for a moment and said, "You mean these may not be entirely for theft prevention."

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"What else is safer than Dumbledore? Philosopher's Stone can be loaded with a pocket with Extension Charm displayed."

"Okay, the puzzle is over, Ron you I need to call Professor McGonagall." A space door appeared at Ron's feet, and he fell into it instantly.

This black flame is not Fiendfyre. I don't know what kind of fire Snape researched, but it couldn't cause damage to him and it was directly extinguished by Luke.

"The thief is inside, you guys are ready, especially you Harry, use Teleportation Talisman immediately when the danger is."

Harry clicked nodded,

Several cutting spells floated around.

Ice Armor Technique! Ice protection! The body of Xuanbing! The Ring of Raggardo! There are also many ice arrows

Hermione is also fully defensive. Seeing her in this state, Luke is also a little relieved, and then disappears, and there are many large Fireballs in the air.

"If you are attacked, you will defend with all your strength and leave no one. Our frontal magic can't fight Voldemort. We attack a wave and retreat if it doesn't work." Sound transmission to Hermione.

The three of people entered the last room and saw a very familiar silhouette, not the Snape that Harry had expected, not even Voldemort, but—Quirrell.

"Ding! Trigger the task, confront Voldemort, kill, defeat Voldemort, and reward lottery twice."

"You...Professor Quirrell." Harry looked before him incredulously .

"It's me," he said calmly, "I was just wondering if I would meet you here, Potter."

"But I thought it was Snape... …"

"Snape?" Quirrell sneered with a chilling sneer, "Yes, Snape looks..."

"Start!" Luke sounded to the two at the same time transmission said.

Swish~wish~hu~

The magic in the sky flew towards Quirrell quickly.

Quirrell was already on guard when Harry and Hermione came in, especially seeing the Frostbolt and Fireball in the air. He was in the house for almost a year, and he fully understood what the young wizards are now. Special way to cast spells.

Boom boom boom~

All the magic didn't work. There was a protective cover around Quirrell, and all the magic was blocked by him.

"I knew you would sneak attack." Quirrell gloomy said.

Seeing that their magic attack had no effect on Quirrell, they told Hermione and Harry to stop, Hermione prepared to defend with all his strength, and Harry prepared to escape.

But Quirrell did not attack, but shouted: "Luke Kirk, are you also right? I know you must be in the vicinity."

"Let me follow him Talk... I really want to meet the young wizard who is hailed as Merlin's return." A sharp voice came from Quirrell.

"Master, your stamina has not recovered yet, shall we not get the Philosopher's Stone first."

"Fool, he ran away in a while!"

Voldemort was also unable to guard against Luke's teleportation ability. In order not to scare away Luke, he didn't even cast a spell to attack.

Quirrell raised his hand to untie the scarf on his head. The big scarf fell, and Quirrell's bare head looked strangely small. Then, he slowly turned around on the spot. In the place where Quirrell was supposed to be the back of his head, there was a face, a hideous and terrifying face.

"Harry Potter, the matter between us will be dealt with for a while." The face whispered.

"Luke Kirk, come out and see you, I promise you that I won't hurt you."

A silhouette appeared next to Harry.

"Harry, don't be nervous, do as I say for a while, trust me." Sound transmission toward Harry.

"I'm out, what do you want to say?" Luke said at a moderate pace.

"I know everything about you, I admire your talents, take refuge in me...otherwise you will die when I am resurrected, and your friends, your family..."

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"Luke!" Harry shouted.

Luke stopped him with gestures, "Just what you are now? What do you have that I can trust, and what can you give me?"

"The wise man’s choice, Don't make unnecessary sacrifices..." Voldemort glanced at Harry with disdain, "I can teach you more powerful magic. I know you like learning magic. You will have greater achievements in the field of dark magic. Don't believe Dumbledore. He can only deceive people."