Lucius not only used his family's huge wealth to bribe many officials of the Ministry of Magic, but also invested heavily in and controlled influential media such as the Daily Prophet and Witch Weekly in order to indirectly manipulate public opinion.

Not to mention he was a member of the Hogwarts school board.

He was even able to semi-force other board members to sign outrageous orders like suspending Dumbledore.

Even if he is kicked out of the board after his failure, he can still exert influence through various means, and the execution of Buckbeak the Hippogriff is the most typical example.

In addition, through the acquisition and operation of projects such as dragon farms and magical herb plantations, the Malfoy family also controls amazing magical resources and channels.

Some of them are legal, while others are illegal.

It can be said that if Lucius and the family he leads were placed in the Muggle world, there is an 80% chance that they would eventually grow into a huge monopoly capital interest group, and even further influence national policies.

But unfortunately, this is a world of magic, and also a world of wizards.

For wizards, the most important thing has never been wealth, but knowledge and strong personal strength.

So no matter how the Malfoy family grows and becomes stronger, as soon as Voldemort returns, their true colors will be exposed.

Because this guy won't tell you any rules and laws. He will just raise his wand and shoot out a green light symbolizing death, or recite the "Cruciatus" in a cruel voice that terrifies countless wizards.

In fact, most pure-blood families have very complicated attitudes towards Voldemort.

They wanted to use him to suppress or even eradicate half-blood and Muggle wizards and continue to maintain the pure-blood families' absolute control over the wizarding world, but they were also afraid of his capricious and murderous character.

Even among the Death Eaters, many members obeyed Voldemort out of fear rather than worship.

Maybe they once worshipped someone, but in the end they found out that their idol was an extremely chaotic and evil lunatic.

Except for those mentally ill people, such as Barty Crouch Jr. and Bellatrix Lestrange.

The rest of the people were just taking advantage of the chaos created by Voldemort to vent their dissatisfaction with the current state of the wizarding world, or to seek more benefits.

As for the theory of bloodline, it is nothing more than a fig leaf for the struggle for power, wealth and resources.

Zuo Si has never had any good feelings towards the pure-blood families in this world, and he has no intention of having anything to do with them.

So he chose to make a deal with Lucius Malfoy alone, guaranteeing Draco's safety in exchange for letting the Malfoy family help him get some things that were not convenient for Dumbledore to know.

For example, there are several dragon eggs that are strictly prohibited from being raised by the Ministry of Magic of various countries. There are also magical creatures such as thunderbirds, unicorns, and winged demons that can be used as raw materials for summoning creatures and making various magic items.

In addition, Lucius also helped to make connections and purchased a house located deep in the mountains and forests that was protected by magic and would not be discovered by any outsider except the "secret keeper".

This house originally belonged to an ancient pure-blood family, but all of their members died in the last wizard war, and it is currently ownerless with no heirs.

Zuo Si only spent a few thousand gold galleons to successfully obtain the title deed including the house and the surrounding large tracts of forest.

Of course, the legitimacy of this title deed was only recognized by the wizarding community.

As for the government of the Muggle world, it had no idea that there was a house here and a large area of ​​woodland around it that belonged to a certain family's private property.

Their rangers couldn't even get close to the places where the banishing spells were cast.

But the price is that Zuo Si has to deal with the protective magic cast inside and outside the house by himself, as well as the two house-elves that will madly attack any intruders.

There is no doubt that this is an impossible task for most ordinary wizards, so the price of the deed is so cheap.

However, these were obviously not big problems for Zuo Si.

As long as he waited until the end of the semester and spent a little time in the summer vacation, he could easily deal with the two house-elves, take control of the entire house and the surrounding land, and start building an absolutely safe base and shelter.

As the saying goes, "A cunning rabbit has three burrows."

As a planeswalker who will travel through various dangerous worlds in the future, Zuo Si feels that he must prepare a few more safe houses to ensure that he can immediately conduct a strategic retreat and transfer when encountering danger.

Especially Zendikar, where the Eldrazi Titan is sealed, is far more dangerous than most people, even gods, can imagine.

Even the best and most powerful planeswalkers have no good way to deal with them.

Because according to the research and speculation of a senior planeswalker, these twisted creatures, whose power is so strong that mortals and even gods feel despair, are actually just projections of the consciousness of some terrifying beings from the depths of the dark void. For this reason, a "horizontal plane hypothesis" was specially proposed.

To put it simply, the three Eldrazi Titans who are constantly absorbing energy from various worlds in the multiverse are actually like people putting their hands into the water.

All the creatures underwater can see is one or a few fingers.

The underwater creatures here refer to the indigenous inhabitants of the world of Zendikar and the planeswalkers who accidentally came to this world.

And the fingers are, of course, the Eldrazi Titans themselves.

Due to the obstruction of the dark void, no one can really figure out what terrible truth is hidden behind these terrifying creatures that cannot be properly recognized and understood.

Consider that rashly cutting off these "fingers" that are deep under the water may cause the owner to make some unpredictable and violent reactions.

So several powerful planeswalkers joined forces, using Zendikar, a world filled with amazing energy, as bait and successfully sealed it.

In fact, when Zuo Si got the card Directed Teleport - Zendikar, he wanted more than once to see what the world of "energy overflow" would look like and what kind of powerful land cards could be created.

In addition, how amazing will the top creatures born in this world full of energy and mana be?

After witnessing the powerful melee combat ability of the "Olanli Hydra", he was full of expectations for the creatures that could be made into cards in Zendikar.

Once the preliminary preparations are completed, we will try to explore this extremely dangerous world.

But before that, Zuo Si still had a "little trouble" to solve, which was the residual soul of Voldemort attached to Quirrell.

Since the end of several open classes, this guy's visits have become more and more frequent, and his words are full of all kinds of temptations and hints.

Although Voldemort himself has not shown up for the time being out of caution, one can already feel his impatience.

Without a doubt!

Staying under Dumbledore's nose all day long put him under unimaginable pressure.

In addition, Quirinus Quirrell is not the kind of person with strong will and ability to accomplish great things, so Voldemort now needs to find a helper more than ever.

This helper must not only be capable, but also young enough to be controlled by myself when I am too weak to show up.

Obviously, Zuo Si, a first-year student at Hogwarts, is the most suitable candidate.

Especially after listening to several open classes, Voldemort became more and more convinced that this genius from Slytherin College was the subordinate he really needed.

They are countless times stronger than the previous Death Eaters who were either arrogant, stupid, or indecisive.

In order to achieve his goal, he spared no expense and took out some advanced black magic knowledge that had never been taught to anyone as bait.

Even Quirrell couldn't help but feel envious and jealous after seeing it.

After a few months, when the weather started to warm up, he could not help but remind her: "Master, I think the time is almost ripe. It's time to close the net."

"Oh? Are you sure you can deal with Soth?" Voldemort asked meaningfully.

"Of course! After all, he is just a first-year student. I just need to threaten him a little, and he will soon go and steal the Philosopher's Stone for you." Quirrell assured confidently.

"In that case, go ahead and give it a try. But remember, if you fail again this time, be prepared to bear the consequences."

After saying this warning, Voldemort quickly fell into a terrible silence.

Obviously, he deliberately used Qi Luo as a chess piece to test Zuo Si's reaction.

If the latter succeeds, then Voldemort can naturally continue to hide in the dark and plan his resurrection.

But if the former fails, he can also stand up and abandon and sacrifice this chess piece that no longer has much use value in exchange for the loyalty of a more capable and potential new subordinate.

It is precisely this kind of ruthless character and style of doing things that determines that not many of his Death Eaters are loyal.

Not many fools and psychopaths would truly be loyal to a master who might abandon them at any time.

Especially since this "master" is moody, the entire organization doesn't even have a decent reward and punishment system, and it all depends on someone's mood.

It is foreseeable that even if Voldemort had succeeded in defeating Dumbledore and the Order of the Phoenix and successfully ruled the entire wizarding world in Britain and even Europe, he would eventually end up being deserted by his friends and relatives.

Because whether it is the Muggle world or the wizarding world, what is needed is to maintain order so that most people can live a normal life.

All he brought was chaos, killing and everyone being in danger.

When those pure-blood families get what they want and consolidate their power, they will definitely find ways to kill Voldemort.

It’s a pity that he didn’t understand this truth until the moment of his death.

In this way, with the mission of his master, Quirinus Qilo specially found a time close to curfew to find Zuo Si, and said in a polar voice in his ear: "Come with me, I have something to talk to you alone."

"At this time?"

Zuo Si raised his head and looked into the other person's eyes.

Quirrell nodded meaningfully: "Yes. The Lord is ready to see you."

Hearing this, Zuo Si instantly realized that Voldemort was going to confront him, so he immediately stood up and followed him into the empty corridor.

Since most of the students had returned to the dormitory to rest at this time, no one noticed the unusual behavior of the two.

It wasn't long before they were outside the castle walls and in the forbidden forest.

Quirinus Quirrell was obviously very familiar with Hagrid's night patrol route. He cleverly avoided the half-giant game keeper and brought Zuo Si to an open meadow.

After he stopped, he immediately turned around and said in a slightly jealous tone: "You know what? I'm actually very envious of you. Because you've got everything I've always dreamed of at such a young age, whether it's talent, fame, or the attention of that adult."

"What exactly are you trying to say, Professor?"

Zuo Si looked directly into the other person's eyes without avoiding, and his hand hidden in the sleeves of his wide robe was already holding the wand, ready for battle.

"I mean, it's time for you to make a choice. I believe that with your intelligence, you should know where the knowledge of dark magic comes from, right?"

When saying this, Quirrell's tone was clearly threatening, and his body leaned forward slightly to show an aggressive attitude.

He felt that although his actions had failed to satisfy the Dark Lord several times, he should have no problem dealing with a first-year student.

Unfortunately, Zuo Si was obviously not an ordinary first-year student at Hogwarts. He was not frightened by such a low-level threat and shrugged nonchalantly: "So? If my answer is no, are you going to report me to Headmaster Dumbledore or the Ministry of Magic for studying the dark arts?

Don't forget, those things were given to me by you.

Even if anyone is held accountable, you'll probably be the first one to be thrown into Azkaban.

Moreover, considering my current age and reputation in the wizarding world, I can just take the initiative to admit my mistakes and then claim that it was all a deliberate setup by you.

Guess what, will the people in the Ministry of Magic believe me, a rising star with a promising future, or you, a lackey possessed by the Dark Lord?"

As the last word came out of his mouth, Quirinus Quirrell's face changed drastically.

He never dreamed that the biggest secret in his heart could be discovered so easily.

"You...how did you know that?" Quirrell stepped back in panic.

"Dear professor, I knew it from the beginning. I just thought that I could get more benefits by cooperating with you, that's all. The really ridiculous thing is that you have been played like a clown by your master from beginning to end. Do you think I am right, Mr. Dark Lord?"

Zuo Si turned his gaze directly to the incomplete soul hidden in Qi Luo's body.

"Hahahaha! You're just as smart as I expected, Soth."

Voldemort let out a creepy laugh.

"Owner?!"

No matter how stupid Quirrell was, he realized that something was wrong.

Unfortunately, Voldemort had no intention of explaining. Instead, he directly took away control of the body, took off the large scarf used to cover his body, and a blurry human face slowly emerged from the back of his head.

"Tell me, how did you know of my presence?"

"It's very simple. Knowledge doesn't lie. Although Professor Quirrell's magic level is considered excellent among most adult wizards, he is still far from being able to write those notes." Zuo Si gave the answer calmly.

"Good! Knowledge never deceives." Voldemort showed an approving expression on his face. "I am glad that you can see through these little tricks. After all, I have given you so many hints. It would be disappointing if you couldn't even do this."

"No, I should say that I'm the one who's disappointed. Because in your current state, you really don't deserve the title of the Dark Lord that the entire British wizarding world fears." Zuo Si commented bluntly.

Perhaps other people in this world don't have any good way to deal with a half-dead soul like Voldemort.

But for him, a dual chosen one, a priest and a wizard, completely destroying a residual soul without any magical power to protect it is easier than crushing an ant.

Therefore, the Voldemort in front of him could not pose even the slightest threat to him.

If someone else had said this, Voldemort would have probably become furious or turned hostile on the spot, and cast the Avada Kedavra spell to kill him.

But today, for some reason, he was not angry at all, which was very rare. Instead, he lowered his head and glanced at Quirrell's body that he controlled, and sighed slightly: "Yes! I have never hated my weakness and powerlessness as much as I do now. But it doesn't matter, I still have a chance to make a comeback. As long as you are willing to be loyal to me, I promise to give you unimaginable power, status and more knowledge of black magic after resurrection."

"Power? Status?"

Zuo Si smiled disdainfully.

"I'm sorry, but I don't think that with such a pitiful population in the British wizarding world, it's worth pursuing so-called power and status.

As for the knowledge of black magic, more than 80% of the notes you gave me are worthless garbage, which doesn't even make people interested in further research.

If I didn't have expectations for your attainments in the dark arts, I wouldn't have bothered to cooperate with Professor Quirrell to perform this drama until now.

Finally, about loyalty...

I'm sorry, but I don't think a moody, mentally ill person is worth relying on.

So please give up those unrealistic fantasies."

"What did you say?!!"

Voldemort was obviously enraged, and a strong murderous intent emanated from his whole body.

"I'm saying you're a psychopath with a problem in your head and mood swings. Why, is my English pronunciation not clear enough? Never mind, I can repeat it to you in French or Latin."

Facing this Dark Lord who terrified the British wizarding world, Zuo Si did not show the slightest fear, and did not even take the madness and destruction revealed in the other's eyes seriously.

This naked and undisguised contempt undoubtedly made Voldemort feel unprecedentedly offended. He immediately raised his wand and said ferociously: "It seems that I need to make you understand your situation first."

"Just based on your current state? You should be the one who really doesn't understand your situation."

Zuo Si looked the other person up and down with a slightly amusing look.

"Crucio!"

Voldemort was obviously not a very tolerant person, and he immediately chose to use the Cruciatus Curse to teach the arrogant student in front of him a lesson.

Unfortunately, Zuo Si was obviously prepared. With his agility attribute of 18 points, he easily avoided the beam of light shot out from the front end of the opponent's magic wand.

Since most of the magic in this world is released in the form of long-range ray contact, as long as you react fast enough and move quickly enough, there is a high probability that you can avoid it.

This is completely different from Furen's directional magic, where once locked, the opponent can only rely on his own vitality and resistance to withstand it.

Moreover, Zuo Si had been wearing magic boots that could increase his movement speed, and he activated [Blur] and [Mirror Image] the moment he was attacked, making him look like several blurry and connected phantom images.

Not to mention aiming and hitting the target, even looking for a long time will cause your eyes to experience double vision, blurriness and other visual fatigue.

Voldemort had obviously never been in a situation like this before.

After failing to hit the target several times in a row, he immediately stopped attacking, frowned, and asked in a slightly puzzled tone: "What kind of magic is this? How come I have never seen or heard of it before?"

"Are you deliberately irritating me?"

Voldemort was obviously not a fool, and he quickly came to his senses after his brief rage.

Although I didn't understand why the other party did this, I quickly became alert.

毕竟他现在仅仅只是一具残魂，其本身并不具备施法能力，而是要借助奇洛的身体来释放咒语，远没有以前活着的时候那样强大。

“看来跟我预料的一样，你不能很好控制自己的情绪，尤其是负面情绪。如果不介意的话，能告诉我这究竟是因为制造魂器反复撕裂自己灵魂的副作用，还是长期使用像索命咒、夺魂咒、钻心咒这种需要强烈负面情绪来强化威力的黑魔法导致的？”

左思脸上浮现出感兴趣的表情。

作为一名好奇心很重的人，他早就想要寻找一个活生生的样本来搞清楚长期使用黑魔法对于人性格和思维方式的影响。

而一出手就是三大不可饶恕咒的伏地魔，无疑就是最好的观察对象。

因为这个世界除了这家伙之外，没有人会如此频繁使用充满恶意的黑魔法。

毫无疑问，左思那种看待“小白鼠”一样的眼神，让伏地魔感到非常不舒服，立刻举起魔杖威胁道：“你觉得光靠这些幻术就能躲过我的咒语？现在，我就让你见识一下什么是真正的黑魔法。”

伴随着最后一个字脱口而出，他猛然间从魔杖前端射出一团蕴含着可怕诅咒的红色烈焰。

后者在短短不到几秒钟的时间内，就迅速吞噬周围一切可以燃烧的东西壮大自身，变成一条长达几十米的巨型火蛇。

左思见状也毫不示弱的挥舞魔杖召唤出另外一条蓝色的巨龙形态厉火。

眨眼功夫，两团厉火便扑到一起开始尝试着绞杀对方。

那刺眼的火光和四散飞溅的烈焰，甚至把黑色的夜空都给点亮了，周围的森林和树木也在烈焰焚烧下成片成片的消失。

反之，厉火则因为吞噬了更多可以燃烧的物质变得越来越庞大。

站在两团完全由魔法火焰构成的巨兽脚下，感受着那扑面而来的热浪，左思面带微笑的问：“你该不会以为就只有自己会厉火吧？”

“你从什么地方学会的召唤厉火？我可不记得霍格沃茨会教一年级的学生这些东西。”伏地魔眯起眼睛试探道。

通过那团巨龙形态的厉火，他已经意识到眼前这个年轻人的成长速度已经远远超出了自己的预料。

光凭奇洛身体的魔力想要将其拿下恐怕会非常的困难。

“很简单，所有这些知识都可以在图书馆的禁书区内找到，而且那里没有任何防护。

只要夜晚的时候偷偷溜进去，很容易就能学到各种各样威力惊人的咒语跟魔法。

你能有今天的成就，不就是从那些书籍中汲取了足够多的知识吗？

甚至就连制作魂器的方法，也是从其中一本书上学到的。

我很好奇，是什么给了你自信，让你觉得那些所谓的黑魔法知识可以引诱我？

与霍格沃茨图书馆禁书区的丰富藏书相比，你给我的那些笔记根本算不了什么。

今天，就让我来稍微开拓一下你的眼界和思维吧。”

说完这句话，左思轻轻挥舞魔杖朝自己召唤的那团厉火指了一下。

瞬间！

上一秒还散发着惊人热浪的厉火就突然之间转化成刺骨的寒冰。

伏地魔召唤的那团厉火仅仅用了不到一秒钟就被冻结住，然后砰地一声碎裂城无数晶莹剔透的微小颗粒。

不用问也知道，这个独创咒语是从大法师高等奥术能力——元素掌控中得到的灵感。

凭借改变元素的性质，左思可以不费吹灰之力将厉火转化成强酸、闪电、寒冰和音波等能量形态。

如此惊人的一幕，瞬间让伏地魔露出了无比吃惊的表情。

还没等他反应过来究竟发生了什么，坚冰形态的厉火又再一次变成了发出噼里啪啦响声的雷电，猛然间投出一道刺眼的银白色电束。

轰！！！！！！！！！ 伴随着一声震耳欲聋的巨响，电光在地面上砸出一个焦黑的深坑。

如果不是这里已经离开霍格沃茨防护魔法的影响范围，并且伏地魔的反应也足够快，第一时间施展幻影移形逃开了，现在估计已经变成一堆无法辨认的碳化物。

“你竟然改变了厉火的元素形态？！”

伏地魔看着自己刚才站着的地方，脸色勃然大变。

因为他可以确定，霍格沃茨图书馆禁书区内，绝对没有任何一本书记载过类似的咒语跟魔法技巧。

“没错，我改变了厉火的元素形态。”左思大大方方的点头承认道。

尽管这样做会让厉火失去可以无限吞噬周围物质并壮大自身的特性，但却可以在关键时刻起到意想不到的作用。

毕竟他很早以前就察觉到，单一属性的元素伤害非常容易被拥有相应免疫的敌人所克制。

所以在学会这个咒语之后，第一时间就想到利用大法师的高等奥术能力来对其进行元素属性转化。

可对于这个世界的巫师们来说，转化魔法咒语的元素属性，尤其是已经释放出来的咒语，几乎是闻所未闻的事情。

就如同魔法卷轴和其他储法物品一样让人感到难以置信。

看看伏地魔此刻的反应就知道，这一手究竟有多么令他感到震撼。

足足过了一分钟，黑魔王才终于恢复冷静，毫不吝啬的称赞道：“真是不可思议的创造力。索斯，你比我想象中的还要出色十倍。”

“多谢夸奖。”左思单手抚胸优雅的鞠了一躬。“不过我大晚上不睡觉来见你，可不是为了听这些无聊的话，而是想要见识一下能被邓布利多校长忌惮的黑魔王，究竟有什么样的手段。”

“所以……你的目的是趁着我虚弱之际，想要通过跟我进行法术决斗，以此来学习到更多的咒语和黑魔法？”

很显然，在没暴怒和失去理智的时候，伏地魔的脑子相当聪明，一下子就猜到了左思的用意。

通过刚才短暂的交手，他已经意识到光凭控制废物一样的奇洛，想要战胜眼前这个小怪物几乎是不可能做到的事情。

尤其是刚才的厉火，几乎消耗掉了奇洛体内五分之一的魔力。

如此高强度的法术对抗，用不了几次就会把这具身体彻底玩坏。

“不然呢？一个人在遭遇生命危险的时候，往往会亮出最多的底牌。我真诚的建议你最好认真起来，否则可是真的会死。注意，我这里的死指的并不仅仅是奇洛教授，还有身为残魂的你。我刚好知道几个针对灵魂的法术，所以请务必满足我的好奇心。”

说罢，左思率先挥舞魔杖发起了攻击。

在他的操控下，已经不再膨胀的雷电元素形态厉火立刻化作一道电光冲了过去。

“你很好！真的非常好！”伏地魔气的七窍生烟。

自从以黑魔王的身份出道以来，从来都只有他威胁别人，何时受过别人的威胁。

所以在强烈的愤怒情绪支配下，这家伙再一次失去了理智，完全不在乎被自己附身的奇洛死活，拼命压榨这具身体所有的潜力。

只见伏地魔举起魔杖高喊着“阿瓦达啃大瓜”，从前端射出一道刺眼的绿光。

他那疯狂的眼神和恐怖的杀意，直接将这道原本没有多少亮点的死咒威力提升到了极限。

仅仅一刹那！

巨龙形态的雷电就瞬间被击垮，刺眼的白色电光四散飞溅。

不用问也知道，在伏地魔手中的索命咒，跟其他巫师施展的索命咒，完全就像是两个截然不同的魔法。

在这一领域，即便是邓布利多也无法与之相媲美。

因为邓布利多虽然懂得非常多的黑魔法，甚至远远超过伏地魔，但却少了那一份癫狂和肆无忌惮。

尤其在对付敌人的时候，他很少会使用咒语直接杀死对手，反倒是会将其击败然后交给魔法部去进行审判、关押和处决。

“强烈的意志……突破道德底线……把目标的生命视作微不足道的蝼蚁，索命咒果然是一个需要不停使用和杀戮才会变得越来越强大的咒语。”

左思一边与伏地魔进行法术对抗，一边兴致勃勃的进行分析。

很显然，索命咒是一个非常特殊的咒语，与三大不可饶恕咒的另外两个截然不同。

一名巫师如果通过这个咒语不断的杀人来强化自己的杀戮情绪跟意志，那么索命咒的威力就会变得越来越强。

至于上限在什么地方，他现在暂时还不得而知。

毕竟就算伏地魔在英国魔法界闹的再厉害，杀人数量也不太可能超过三位数，甚至还比不上左思杀死类人生物的一个零头。

所以在几次碰撞过后，伏地魔震惊的发现，自己居然在索命咒的威力上，输给了一个刚刚入学的霍格沃茨一年级学生。

后者的索命咒从最开始的十分生疏到熟练、再到超越自己，只用了不到三五分钟的时间。

Especially the last green light that was shot out, it directly swept out a passage of more than ten meters long in the woods.

All the trees and stones along the way were instantly torn into pieces by the astonishing magical energy.

With Voldemort's understanding of the Killing Curse, even if it hit a fire dragon with amazing magic resistance and vitality, let alone a human, it would probably be killed in one blow.

What puzzled him even more was how this was done.

If he was born this way, then Zuo Si should have been a genius in dark magic who was sent to Azkaban for further study.

Unfortunately, as the magic duel became more intense, Voldemort no longer dared to distract himself and ask questions.

If he was distracted or careless for the moment, he would be thrown into chaos by magic that he had never heard of or seen before.

Although neither of them used powerful magic like Fiery Flame, the danger of the confrontation did not decrease, but became increasingly higher.

Even the part of chanting the spell was omitted in the end, leaving only colorful magic rays, shapeshifting and very obscure sudden attacks.

The speed of attack and defense conversion is so fast that it has reached the level of seconds.

If either party slows down, they may be hit by the spell shot from the wand at any moment.

You know, after almost a year of accumulation, Zuo Si has already upgraded his wizard profession to a very high level, so the power of his spells is no longer the power that could only be used to bully "kids" when he first entered school.

In order to counterattack, Voldemort no longer cared to hide his skills and released various complex spells he knew one after another, without noticing that Quirrell's body was on the verge of collapse, and blood was constantly oozing out of his nose, ears and mouth.

Just as the two of them were concentrating on it, at the top of a tower in Hogwarts Castle far away.

Headmaster Dumbledore was looking down at the Forbidden Forest from a high place. He looked at the flashes of magic from time to time and asked in an uncertain tone, "How long have they been out?"

"At least fifteen minutes."

Snape, who was following behind him, immediately gave an accurate number.

Because he had been watching Quirrell, he knew very well the time when the two left the castle.

"Fifteen minutes? Has it been that long? It looks like it's almost over." Dumbledore said meaningfully.

"The end? Why do you feel so?" Snape asked with a puzzled look on his face.

Dumbledore smiled and replied, "Because given the level of magic in Quirrell's body, it is quite rare for him to persist for so long and let him do whatever he wants."

"Are you sure you don't need me to pick you up?" Snape was obviously worried about Zuo Si's safety.

After all, he is still the Dark Lord that terrifies the British wizarding world.

He had witnessed with his own eyes the astonishing power of the Killing Curse cast by the other party. Even if the curse was cast using Quirrell's body, the power of the curse would be amplified to a terrifying level by the strong will and murderous intent.

"No, there is no need. Believe me, Soth is not as weak as you think. On the contrary, his spell level is quite high, and he also masters the production methods of magic scrolls and other magic storage devices. So there is no need for you to worry about him." Dumbledore explained casually.

Just when Snape was about to say something, he suddenly discovered that the spell confrontation in the Forbidden Forest in the distance seemed to have stopped.

To confirm this, he immediately picked up the magic telescope in his hand and looked into the distance, and found that the two had stopped all actions at some point.

Especially Quirrell, who was controlled by Voldemort. His nose was bleeding profusely, his eyes were bloodshot, and his face was as pale as a vampire.

You don't need to ask to know that this is the result of forcibly squeezing and overdrawing magic power.

Feeling threatened by death, Quirrell couldn't help but try to seize control of his body.

"Looks like that's all for today."

Zuo Si put away his wand with regret and stopped all attacks.

Through the fight just now, he successfully learned several very practical black magic spells from the opponent, and at the same time he thoroughly understood the close connection between emotions, 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 the beginning to the end, he was unable to truly find an opportunity to kill Zuo Si, and was instead forced to use several powerful spells as his trump cards.

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

Suppressing the boiling anger in his heart, Voldemort tightly grasped the wand in his hand and asked: "Why did you stop? Why didn't you kill me?"

"Killing you? What good would that do me?

No, I won't do such useless work.

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

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

Besides, I have no interest in getting involved in the feud between you, Dumbledore and Harry Potter, and I will not report you for no reason.

Goodbye, Lord Dark Lord. I hope that next time we meet, you can truly stand in front of me instead of controlling someone else's body.

I am very much looking forward to having a magic duel with you in your prime."

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

When his figure was completely swallowed by the darkness, Qi Luo finally regained control of his body. He fell to the ground with a plop, spitting blood continuously, and begged weakly: "Master! I feel like I'm about to die! Save me! Please!"

"Idiot! Go to the Forbidden Forest and kill a unicorn immediately! The blood of this creature can temporarily save us from death."

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

He didn't want to hide in the forest and possess the bodies of unintelligent beasts such as rats and snakes.

"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 was impossible for him not to know the consequences of drinking unicorn blood.

But in order to survive, I can't care about so many things at this time.

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

After a while, the almost collapsed body gradually recovered.

But at the same time, his life was completely branded with a curse more terrible than death.

(End of this chapter)