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 worshiped 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.
After all, he is just a remnant soul now. He does not have the ability to cast spells by himself. Instead, he has to rely on Quirrell's body to release spells. He is not as powerful as when he was alive.
"It seems that, as I expected, you cannot control your emotions very well, especially negative emotions. If you don't mind, can you tell me whether this is due to the side effects of repeatedly tearing your soul apart by making Horcruxes, or is it caused by long-term use of dark magic such as the Killing Curse, the Imperius Curse, and the Cruciatus Curse, which require strong negative emotions to enhance their power?"
An interested expression appeared on Zuo Si's face.
As a very curious person, he had long wanted to find a living sample to figure out the impact of long-term use of black magic on people's personality and way of thinking.
And Voldemort, who cast the three unforgivable curses at once, is undoubtedly the best subject for observation.
Because apart from this guy, no one in this world would use malicious black magic so frequently.
There is no doubt that Zuo Si's eyes, which looked like a "little white mouse", made Voldemort feel very uncomfortable. He immediately raised his wand and threatened: "Do you think you can avoid my spells with just these illusions? Now, I will let you see what real black magic is."
As the last word came out of his mouth, a ball of red flame containing a terrible curse suddenly shot out from the front of his wand.
In less than a few seconds, the latter quickly devoured everything that could burn around it to grow stronger, turning into a giant fire snake several dozen meters long.
Seeing this, Zuo Si waved his magic wand and summoned another blue dragon named Lihuo.
In the blink of an eye, the two balls of fire rushed together and began to try to strangle each other.
The blinding light and the scattering flames even lit up the black night sky, and the surrounding forests and trees disappeared in large areas under the flames.
On the contrary, the fierce fire became larger and larger as it devoured more combustible substances.
Standing at the feet of two giant beasts made entirely of magical flames, feeling the heat coming towards him, Zuo Si asked with a smile, "You don't think you're the only one who can use Fiendish Fire, do you?"
"Where did you learn to summon Fiendfyre? I don't remember Hogwarts teaching these things to first-year students." Voldemort narrowed his eyes and asked tentatively.
Through the giant dragon-shaped fire, he realized that the growth rate of the young man in front of him had far exceeded his expectations.
It would be very difficult to defeat Quirrell with just the magic power in his body.
“It’s simple. All this knowledge can be found in the restricted section of the library, and there is no protection there.
As long as you sneak in at night, you can easily learn all kinds of powerful spells and magic.
Isn’t it because you have gained enough knowledge from those books that you have achieved what you have today?
Even the method of making Horcruxes was learned from one of the books.
I'm curious, what gave you the confidence to think that your so-called knowledge of the dark arts could seduce me?
Those notes you gave me are nothing compared to the rich collection of books in the restricted section of the Hogwarts library.
Today, let me expand your horizons and thinking a little bit."
After saying this, Zuo Si gently waved his wand and pointed at the ball of fire he had summoned.
moment!
The fierce fire that was emitting astonishing heat waves in the last second suddenly turned into biting ice.
The ball of fierce fire summoned by Voldemort was frozen in less than a second, and then shattered into countless crystal clear tiny particles with a bang.
Needless to say, this original spell was inspired by the archmage's advanced arcane ability - elemental control.
By changing the properties of elements, Zuo Si can effortlessly transform fierce fire into energy forms such as strong acid, lightning, ice and sound waves.
Such a shocking scene instantly made Voldemort look extremely surprised.
Before he could react to what was happening, the icy form of Li Huo once again transformed into lightning with crackling sounds, and suddenly cast a dazzling silver-white beam of electricity.
Boom!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! With a deafening roar, the lightning created a charred pit on the ground.
If this place had not been out of the range of Hogwarts' protective magic and Voldemort had not reacted quickly enough to use Apparition to escape immediately, he would probably have turned into an unrecognizable pile of carbonized matter by now.
"You actually changed Fiendfyre's elemental form?!"
Voldemort looked at the place where he had just stood, his face changed drastically.
Because he was sure that there was absolutely no book in the restricted area of the Hogwarts library that recorded similar spells and magic techniques.
"Yes, I changed Li Huo's elemental form." Zuo Si nodded and admitted it frankly.
Although doing so will cause the Fiery Flame to lose its ability to infinitely devour surrounding matter and grow itself, it can play an unexpected role at critical moments.
After all, he had realized long ago that elemental damage of a single attribute could easily be suppressed by enemies with corresponding immunity.
So after learning this spell, the first thing I thought of was to use the archmage's advanced arcane abilities to transform its elemental properties.
But for the wizards of this world, transforming the elemental properties of a magic spell, especially a spell that has already been released, is almost unheard of.
Just like magic scrolls and other magic storage items, it is unbelievable.
Just look at Voldemort's reaction at this moment to know how shocked he was by this move.
After a full minute, the Dark Lord finally regained his composure and praised generously, "Incredible creativity. Soth, you are ten times better than I thought."
"Thank you for the compliment." Zuo Si put one hand on his chest and bowed gracefully. "But I didn't stay up late to see you, not to listen to these boring words, but to see what kind of methods the Dark Lord, who is feared by Headmaster Dumbledore, has."
"So... your goal is to take advantage of my weakness and learn more spells and dark magic by dueling with me?"
Obviously, when Voldemort was not furious and lost his mind, his brain was quite smart and he guessed Zuo Si's intention at once.
Through the brief fight just now, he has realized that it is almost impossible to defeat the little monster in front of him by just controlling the useless Quirrell.
Especially the fierce fire just now, which almost consumed one-fifth of the magic power in Quirrell's body.
Such high-intensity spell confrontation would completely destroy this body in just a few times.
"What else? When a person is in danger of his life, he will often reveal his most hidden cards. I sincerely suggest that you take it seriously, or you will really die. Note that the death I refer to here is not only Professor Quirrell, but also you as a residual soul. I happen to know a few spells targeting souls, so please satisfy my curiosity."
After saying that, Zuo Si took the lead in waving his magic wand and launching an attack.
Under his control, the lightning elemental form of Lihuo, which was no longer expanding, immediately turned into a flash of lightning and rushed forward.
"You are very good! Really very good!" Voldemort was furious.
Ever since he debuted as the Dark Lord, he has always been the one threatening others, and has never been threatened by others.
So under the control of strong anger, this guy lost his mind again. He didn't care about the life or death of Quirrell who was possessed by him, and tried his best to squeeze all the potential of this body.
Voldemort raised his wand and shouted "Avada, eat the big melon", and a dazzling green light shot out from the front end.
His crazy eyes and terrifying murderous intent directly increased the power of this death curse, which originally had little appeal, to the limit.
Just a moment!
The dragon-shaped lightning was instantly defeated, and dazzling white electric light splashed everywhere.
It goes without saying that the Killing Curse in Voldemort's hands and the Killing Curse cast by other wizards are completely two completely different magics.
Not even Dumbledore could match him in this area.
Because although Dumbledore knows a lot of dark magic, even far more than Voldemort, he lacks the madness and recklessness.
Especially when dealing with enemies, he rarely uses spells to kill his opponents directly. Instead, he defeats them and hands them over to the Ministry of Magic for trial, imprisonment and execution.
"A strong will...breaking the moral bottom line...treating the target's life as insignificant. The Killing Curse is indeed a spell that needs to be used and killed continuously to become more and more powerful."
While Zuo Si was fighting Voldemort with magic, he was analyzing the situation with great interest.
Obviously, the Killing Curse is a very special spell, completely different from the other two of the three unforgivable curses.
If a wizard continues to kill people through this spell to strengthen his murderous emotions and will, the power of the Killing Curse will become stronger and stronger.
As for where the upper limit is, he doesn't know yet.
After all, no matter how powerful Voldemort was in the British wizarding world, the number of people he killed was unlikely to exceed three digits, and it was not even a fraction of the number of humanoid creatures killed by Zuo Si.
So after several collisions, Voldemort was shocked to find that he was actually defeated by a first-year student at Hogwarts in terms of the power of the Killing Curse.
The latter's killing curse went from being completely unfamiliar at first to being proficient and then surpassing himself in less than three to five minutes.
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 of them used powerful magic like Fiery Flame, the danger of the confrontation did not decrease, but neither 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)
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