Qi Luo's face was bloody at this time, and his facial features were no longer visible.

But his eyes, which had lost their eyelid protection, turned into cold red vertical pupils, looking coldly in the direction of Brian.

"Brian Foley, come out," he said in a hoarse voice.

Brian looked at the situation where Quirrell was still deteriorating at this time, and then hid behind the magic mirror again after hearing this.

Voldemort waved his wand to reveal Brian's figure.

"Master Dark Lord, do I have anything to help you?" Brian pulled off the invisible jacket, poked his head slightly from behind the magic mirror, and asked in a gentle and polite voice, as if he was saying hello to someone gracefully.

"I need your body, Brian." Voldemort said softly.

"Accept me, give my heart and mind to me, take over the position of Quirrell, and become my most trusted servant..."

Brian shook his head and said, "Please allow me to reject you, you know, I don't like this very much."

"Why refuse? This will be your most honorable moment." Voldemort hissed, like a snake spitting a letter. "Accept me, you will instantly have powerful magic power and become a great wizard directly... This has always been your wish, right?"

"A great wizard?" Brian smiled purely, "Professor Quirrell doesn't look like him."

"Ah, he is too stupid and not loyal enough." Voldemort sighed softly, "Always disappointed me, and even began to try to get rid of me...so I punished him."

"It's not good, it's not free." Brian shook his head, "so I refuse."

"Is that so? But you can't help..." Voldemort whispered, "I want to thank you for regaining some physical strength... Although this body is about to collapse, I can barely have some strength when I have it..."

"This is enough to share my body with you without asking for your consent..." He said softly, waving his magic wand to bless several defensive spells such as armor spells around him, and then staggered towards Brian.

"You have to accept me, Brian." Voldemort said in a whispering tone, "You will transform and this will be the most glorious moment of your life."

Brian stepped back, and he raised the wand in his hand to Voldemort.

"Even if you refuse, you can't resist me, why not accept it?" Voldemort continued to approach him, confident that his defense would never be compromised by a little wizard.

"Yes, yes, Qiluo feared me and regretted finding me, because my punishment for him made him start to get tired of me and want to get rid of me..."

"He is not so loyal, sometimes he even deliberately makes himself seem suspicious, trying to attract Dumbledore's attention..." Voldemort sneered, "Yes, he had a little fantasy in his heart, fantasizing that Dumbledore could catch him and save him."

"He thought I didn't know, but he didn't know that all the thoughts in his mind were under my nose...even if it was just a desire that flashed through his subconscious mind."

"Yes, Dumbledore must have found his suspicion. He acted as if you could even find it. Severus was also suspicious. How could Dumbledore not know?" He smiled coldly, and kept approaching and pushing Brian into a dead corner. "Unless he is old and confused."

"Dumbledore may not know that I was in Quirrell's mind, but he must know that he was serving me." Voldemort said, "but so what? He was just thinking about fishing big fish for a long line, and trying to find me and my secret of immortality..."

“In turn, I made good use of this…”

Brian sighed slightly, "Yes, so Dumbledore lets Quille make small moves under his nose, and also ignores some of the suspicious points that Quille deliberately shows... He doesn't know that Quille is actually asking for help sometimes."

"Maybe when Quirrell agrees to let you enter his mind, he will be helpless." Brian said thoughtfully. His back touched the wall, and there was no way out at this time.

"Ah, that's because he is ungrateful. If he can satisfy me, I don't mind sharing the secret of immortality with him..." Voldemort approached him and narrowed his eyes and said, "You have this potential, Brian, you are as smart and ambitious as I was then."

"Is that?" Bryan murmured, then smiled, "but I refuse."

"You rejected me for the third time, Foley. This made me very upset..."

"That might be something I have to do to make you even more upset." Brian held up his wand with a little distressed expression.

"Oh? Do you think you can resist me?" Voldemort said in a playful tone. "Although this body falls down as soon as it touches, the magic is still a bit powerful, and I don't know how much stronger than you..."

Brian's eyes became cold, and he didn't want to waste his time anymore. He had been waiting for so long but no one came out to save people. It seemed that Dumbledore could not get back for the time being.

"Avadassaudi!"

Brian shouted in a cold tone.

A dazzling green light shot out from the tip of the wand. Voldemort's expression mocked him, but then the green light hit him, causing his mocking expression to froze on his face.

Qilu's body began to collapse, and from his limbs, slowly turned into ashes and drifted away.

"How could you...be..." Before the head completely turned into ashes, Voldemort saw Brian's eyes, which were full of murderous intent, as if facing a deep hatred in the sea of ​​blood.

"How is that possible?" The murderous intent in Brian's eyes disappeared in an instant. He looked at his body that was rapidly collapsed in front of him with a clear look, and his face turned pale. He said in a faint tone: "Isn't this what you taught me, Professor Quirrell?"

"You said that the Avadasauri is a very magical spell. You may not have powerful magic, but as long as you have enough murderous intent, you can also use it to deprive your life."

Even if this is not enough to kill the powerful wizard, it is absolutely easy to deal with the Qiluo who is shattered when his body is touched.

Qilu's body completely turned into ashes, leaving only a black robe on the ground.

A black mist floated out of the ashes, its front end condensed into the shape of a black mist head. Its expression was ferocious and passed through Brian's body, through the wall behind him, and disappeared.

Brian sat on the ground with a pale face. The spell drew all his magic.

"Thank you anyway, Professor Kilow," Brian whispered, looking at the ashes on the ground lightly, "in a sense, you have indeed succeeded in resisting the Dark Lord."

Ashes scattered quietly on the floor, and there was peace all around them.

Brian sat against the wall and let out a soft sigh.

The life-seeking curse is his trump card when facing possible dangers.

He once practiced this spell in the House of Responsibles. He found that when he used brain closure technique to simulate illusory murderous intent, he could enhance the power of this spell.

This spell seems to draw his magic power based on the amount of his murderous intent and achieve a certain effect.

The most important thing is that this spell is almost impossible to defend with other spells and can only be avoided.

So, after Kilow found him tonight, he used the two testimony points he had saved to improve his brain closure level and made himself a real brain closure expert.

In this way, he can virtually create the greatest murderous intent, mobilize all his magic power, and release this spell.

This is just in case. Once the worst happens, that is, when Kiro turns against him tonight and tries to kill him, this spell will be his last trump card.

"I didn't expect it to be used." Brian laughed at himself.

Just now, he made nothing left in his mind except murderous intent. This spell drew all his magic power and made him weak.

"In this way, the road ahead will change." He murmured expressionlessly.

Originally, his idea was to follow the Dark King, be able to understand the Black side's movements, ensure the plot was going on normally, and find opportunities to participate.

But it is obviously impossible at this time.

Voldemort was afraid he was furious.

"Sure enough, following Voldemort or something is still too expensive." Brian commented faintly.

“It’s not impossible to participate in a different way.”

After his body recovered some strength, Brian stood up.

He first checked Harry's condition and found that he was just in a deep coma and was not in danger of life, so he ignored him.

He looked in the direction of Eris' Mirror, his eyes lit up slightly.

Maybe he can look at the Philosopher's Stone?

Brian felt like a kitten was scratching his heart.

He has always been curious about the highest achievement of alchemy.

He walked before the Eris Mirror.

Brian in the mirror smiled at him and placed a red stone in his robes pocket.

Brian took out the bright red stone from his pocket.

The Eris mirror can always reflect people's most urgent desires.

When there is nothing urgent to get, he can reflect the truest desires in people's hearts, such as Harry's parents, and Brian's freedom.

But when people have urgent desires, they will always show the one they desire most.

So in the original work, what Harry saw was that he found the Philosopher's Stone, but now he thought his friend was dead, he saw completely differently.
Chapter completed!