Drag Sister to Dominate Hogwarts

"Idiot, let me do it!"

"But master, your body..."

"If I don't make a move, our bodies will be destroyed!"

Voldemort, who couldn't stand it anymore, directly took over Quirrell's body, twisting Quirrell's head into a strange angle, sideways facing Cassandra's direction.

His hood finally slipped off, revealing Voldemort from the back of Quirrell's head.

Voldemort squinted at Cassandra, at the Obscure who had brought him down.

He doesn't have any nonsense when facing people other than Harry Potter.

First, there were many obstacles, which slowed down the silent pursuit, and then a silent Legilimency read into Cassandra's brain.

The tingling between her eyebrows made Cassandra immediately realize the problem, and she immediately launched a level 2 Occlumency.

But on the opposite side is Voldemort, the master of Legilimency.

Level 2 Occlumency is faintly insufficient.

Cassandra seemed to be pushed into deep water, her head was buzzing, her breathing became difficult, and everything in front of her eyes became blurred.

But in the next second, Cassandra reorganized the Occlumency.

She fantasized about the Voldemort in front of her, showing a giggling expression, and her mind was full of the Voldemort in front of her.

As a result, in an instant, the drowsy state of the brain was lifted.

At the same time, it also ignited Voldemort's anger.

"How dare you!"

A 12-year-old little witch dared to imagine his image as a clown.

Can this world still be ruled by darkness?

With a wave of the wand, countless flames suddenly rose in the room.

Under Voldemort's control, the flames began to change shape and rushed towards Cassandra.

This is not an ordinary flame, but Fiendfire.

It will burn stronger and stronger, and can hunt and kill all living creatures regardless of enemy or friend.

Anyone who can easily control Fiendfyre is a master of black magic.

However, at this time, a low but firm voice sounded: "It's over!"

Flitwick, who was outside the room, rested his wand on the ground.

The final curse followed the ground, passed through the door blocked by the purple fire, and rushed into the room, destroying Fiendfire's form transformation.

Voldemort turned his head to look, only to find that there was a tricky guy outside the door.

If he is still in his prime now, he must torture these two guys in front of him to the point of insanity.

It's a pity that this body now belongs to Quirrell, and Voldemort's magic power is limited after all.

With a cold snort, he took back part of the Fiendfire that had been destroyed by the Ending Curse, and then gathered these Fiendfire together to create a huge Fiendfire snake.

The Fire Snake spit out a letter and rushed towards Cassandra.

"Miss Malfoy, that's Fiendfire, get out of the way!"

Flitwick couldn't help but exclaimed, and at the same time, he pointed his wand in Voldemort's direction.

A series of curses flew out, and Voldemort didn't dare to accept it.

Turn into black mist and dodge.

On Cassandra's side, she still had no idea of ​​running away.

Where can she run?

Can her running speed surpass a flaming serpent?

Cassandra directly gave up the Iron Armor Curse, and pointed her wand towards the ground.

Suddenly, the whole house began to shake again.

From the ground and ceiling, countless rock thorns began to protrude outward.

It was as if teeth had suddenly grown from the ground and ceiling, biting towards the head of Fierce Serpent.

Fierce Fire Serpent was originally the product of Fierce Fire's transformation technique. It is a mimetic magical creature, and most attacks are ineffective against it.

But Cassandra's transfiguration technique directly and brutally isolated the big snake's body with a large number of stones, leaving the big snake with only one head.

The serpent, unable to maintain its mimicry, turned into Fiendflame again, spreading in all directions, and was stopped by the second front teeth cast by Cassandra.

The front stone wall in front of Cassandra was burned red, but Fiendfire was successfully blocked after all.

While blocking Fiendfire, Cassandra did not let Momoran sit idle.

The room, which was originally relatively large, was divided into three parts when it was idle, and Voldemort and Moran were still in the same space.

Cassandra directly dispersed Mo Ran completely, filling the entire room.

It's like dropping poisonous steel nails in the space.

In this case, Cassandra wants to see how you, Voldemort, can still fly!

Voldemort, who was cornered, frowned, the battle in front of him was more difficult than he had imagined.

Flitwick was in a safe zone and could constantly harass him with spells.

In the face of Flitwick's curse, Voldemort did not dare to resist.

Cassandra is even more of an anti-armor style of play with an iron barrel.

Defense yourself until airtight, and then attack silently.

It would be fine if Cassandra was an elderly wizard, and now Cassandra is only 12 years old.

Where did such an old father learn how to play like an old silver coin?

If Cassandra had heard Voldemort's voice, she would have answered modestly: On the way to Orphan Training Camp.

Before he had time to think, Voldemort waved his wand.

Casting the incantation Immediate Stop, destroying Cassandra's Transfiguration.

A mass of Fiendish flames wrapped around his body, rushing towards Cassandra's position like a fireball.

Mo Ran still wanted to pursue, but was blocked by many obstacles.

Seeing that Voldemort had broken through the first stone wall and was about to rush to the second stone wall, an angry female voice sounded.

"The stone statue is dispatched!"

The voice fell.

The wizard chess pieces that were at the previous level grew long legs one by one, and rushed over like charging soldiers.

It turned out that it was Professor McGonagall who had gone and returned, and she handed Draco over to Snape who still refused to come down.

The one rushing to the front was the wizard chess piece horse. Seeing this, Flitwick waved his wand and directly added wings to the chess piece horse, turning it into a Pegasus knight.

The Pegasus knight rushed through the purple fire door without fear, his whole body was burned and melted, but he still rushed to Voldemort fearlessly, knocking Voldemort from the air.

Voldemort showed his figure, looking at McGonagall who was constantly adding parts to the chess pieces, his eyes became more and more sinister.

One Flitwick is enough, now there is one more McGonagall.

I can't continue to procrastinate, I must find a way to deal with one person first.

Looking at the purple fire door that continued to burn the chess pieces and showed no signs of weakening, Voldemort felt that it would be better to deal with Cassandra behind the stone wall in front of him.

Although Cassandra is powerful as an obscurant, her level of magic spells is still in line with her age, and there is nothing extraordinary about it.

Of course, Voldemort was comparing himself.

Voldemort rolled Fiendflame again, turning into a silent drill trying to melt the wall in front of him.

But what happened next made him dumbfounded.

The wall in front of him moved immediately, and the huge wall turned into a millstone rotating in the opposite direction, rolling forward continuously.

And after the grinding disc, Cassandra's magic was fully activated.

Seven or eight times the magic power of an adult is fully invested in the transformation in front of him.

The ground, the ceiling, the stones on the sides and the walls behind her all became the raw materials for her transfiguration.

It was as if the entire castle had become a part of a huge millstone at this moment, crushing towards Voldemort.

Cassandra naturally knew that her level of magic spells was far inferior to that of Voldemort.

But it's okay.

If the spell doesn't work, it's better than the magic power!

Before Voldemort polished off Cassandra's magic, he couldn't get any closer to Cassandra!

The eyes of Flitwick and McGonagall, who saw all this from a distance, almost lit up.

The fighting literacy displayed by Cassandra simply surprised them.

If there is no Cassandra today, no one may be able to punish Voldemort.

However, they won't stop.

McGonagall continued to use Transfiguration to create puppet pieces to attack Voldemort, while Flitwick continued to weaken Voldemort's Fiendfire.

Mo Ran, who had been blocked for several seconds, finally broke through the barrier and joined the battle group.

The dark magic instantly enveloped Voldemort.

A tragic cry resounded throughout the room, but it was Harry's voice.

Voldemort, bloodied and missing both feet and a hand, Apparated at Harry's side desperately, almost thrusting his wand into Harry's mouth.

Even if his body died this time, Voldemort would have to reap something before leaving.

But at this moment, with a snap, Cassandra snapped her fingers.

Voldemort's ferocious expression froze instantly, and a little golden particles appeared on his body.