Obviously, Voldemort seized the inspiration and thought of the magic he used when he was officially resurrected in the original book.

The flesh of the servant, the bones of the father, the blood of the enemy.

Voldemort, who was so powerful for a while, only needs to find a few Death Eaters who were not caught in the past, and he can get the meat of his servants.

The father he personally killed was still buried in the old house of the Riddle family, and his father's bones can also be found.

As for the blood of the enemy, there are too many people who can be called Voldemort's enemies.

But since Voldemort wants to be resurrected, he must be resurrected in the best way.

Voldemort has been thinking about why he failed in the past ten years since he was counterattacked by his own magic in a daze.

Recently, while Harry was in class, Voldemort used Quirrell's body to search for Harry more than once.

Although Harry was a very gifted child, he was only one year old at the time and he refused to have the strength to fight back against himself.

However, when he was close to Harry, Voldemort felt a faint sense of magical repulsion, which gave him ideas.

Harry's mother used the protective spell cast by her life before she died to protect Harry from the attack of the death curse.

Voldemort always remembered half of the prophecy he got from Snape back then.

Harry is his own mortal enemy.

If he could be resurrected with the blood of his mortal enemy and extend the protective magic flowing in Harry's body to his own body, would he also be immune to some powerful black magic?

If you can get the Philosopher's Stone before, restoring your physical body is the best plan.

But the Sorcerer's Stone is no longer available, so the next best thing is to create a new body.

Then of course Voldemort had to build a better body.

That's why Voldemort asked Quirrell to take Harry's blood, and it would be even better if he could kill Harry by the way.

The worst thing is that Quirrell is discovered, then he will give up Quirrell's body, pay a price, and escape in the state of a ghost.

Anyway, he has a Horcrux, and Dumbledore can't keep himself.

Quirrell froze for a moment, and immediately reacted.

Although it is not very clear about Voldemort's intentions, but the master has spoken, Quirrell immediately put down the note, took the staff, and returned along the original road.

Rushing out of the corridor on the third floor, Quirrell recalled where Harry might be now.

The key is time.

The professors who went to clean up the secret room didn't know when they would come back, and Quirrell now wanted to find Harry in the shortest possible time.

It's best not to arouse the suspicion of the students, so I'm afraid there is no chance to kill Harry, so as not to cause the students to stop him.

Then quickly left the school, walked out of the space blockade of Hogwarts, and quickly left with Apparition.

Quirrell made a rough estimate. Quirrell had paid attention to the schedules of Harry's first-year Gryffindors.

When several deans went to explore the secret room, they did not issue a notice of martial law.

Except for several deans' own courses, the rest are still taught according to the usual schedule.

Quirrell remembered that this class was probably supposed to be a flying lesson.

With limited time, Quirrell strode to the playground, his eyes quickly scanning the broom flying in the air.

Soon, Quirrell found the Gryffindor first-year student flying in the air.

Today, Harry has become a first-year Seeker who made an exception to join the Gryffindor school team. He is even more comfortable in flying lessons and is flying happily in the sky.

Quirrell went up to say hello to Mrs. Hooch, the flying class professor, and said that he had something to do with Harry Potter

They are all teachers in the same school, so of course they have to give them some face.

Mrs Hooch whistled,

Shout for Harry to come down.

Harry held down the broomstick, swooped down, slowed down in time, and landed firmly on the grass.

Even Mrs. Hooch admitted that Harry was a natural at flying.

Mrs. Hooch tells Harry that Professor Quirrell has business with him.

Quirrell nodded, a little anxiously.

He had to get out of here as soon as possible after taking a little of Harry's blood. He didn't know when Dumbledore would show up.

Quirrell took Harry for a short distance away, time was running out, and Quirrell didn't have much time to go far or gossip:

"Potter, something needs to get rid of you.

The topic of the next class of Defense Against the Dark Arts requires that I need to collect a little blood from you for the next class. "

As he said that, Quirrell held the needle in one hand, and before Harry could react, the other hand grabbed Harry's wrist, ready to take blood.

The moment Quirrell's hand touched Harry's skin, Professor Quirrell's hand was as painful as touching a soldering iron.

Quirrell couldn't help but let go of his hand and started howling.

Quirrell's hand began to smoke immediately, as if it was scorched and petrified at the same time, the whole hand began to weather away.

This is also Quirrell's carelessness. After Voldemort possessed himself, Quirrell was also within the range of blood protection magic.

Lily's magic reacted to Voldemort's soul in Quirrell's body, directly causing part of Quirrell's body to collapse.

Quirrell threw away the needle in his hand, grabbed his wrist, and wailed endlessly.

At this time, a cold voice ordered:

"Kill him quickly!"

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