After becoming invincible, start having fun in the world

Chapter 121 The lingering ghost
"Oh? You reacted pretty quickly. You're not dead yet."

Voldemort, who had landed unharmed thanks to the previous Lightness Charm, looked up and saw a handsome young man sticking his head out from the roof. His long hair hung casually. He gave him a warm smile and spoke some terrifying words in the tone of a boy next door asking, "Have you had breakfast today?"

Then, the young man gently pointed a finger and muttered something.

【God's Edge, Edge, Edge, Edge, Edge, Edge, Shadowless】

Voldemort's mind paused for a moment, but his body still made an evasive move.

'What's he saying? The Invisible Sword? Is he stuttering?'

The next moment, the overwhelming invisible blades answered Voldemort's guess.

"WTF!"

Voldemort, who always claimed to be a pure-blood aristocrat, rarely swore during a battle.

Countless smoke and dust exploded, and the scene was extremely chaotic for a moment, as if there were three construction teams working on the mountain at the same time.

Fortunately, this narrow alley provided Voldemort with enough shelter, and only a bloody cut was left on his shoulder.

When the situation stabilized, Voldemort directly pulled out Quirrell's staff and waved it gently.

With a sharp buzzing sound, the entire black-robed figure twisted together and then disappeared on the spot.

Zuko shook his smoking fingers and watched them leave calmly.

He didn't really want to kill Voldemort right now, otherwise it would be meaningless.

Zu Ke's main purpose was to force Voldemort to abandon his old-fashioned ideas and make him want to learn pyroxene magic.

Secondly, he wanted to test the limits of this body. Currently, the template of his body was copied from Dumbledore's, and everything except the magical qualities was a blank slate. Although his magic reserves were sufficient at this moment and could be fully replenished after a short rest of an hour or so, releasing this excessive amount of magic at once was like taking a big shit, and his intestines, that is, the magic circuits, would not be able to bear it.

You can rest, but it is not necessary.

Chu Ke's skin and flesh churned for a while, and then returned to calm.

【Little Dragon + Dumbledore】mode.

The damage to the body was healed instantly, and even the total amount of magic power began to grow horribly.

This bucket number of tactics + arcane magic is all about numbers.

After moving his joints a little, Zu Ke, who had gotten familiar with this new body, disappeared from the spot again.

South of England.

The lush forest covers the ground like a thick blanket woven by a giant, but as the blanket approaches the sea, a fracture appears as if it was cut by a switchblade.

On the empty cliff, a sharp sound suddenly rang out, and a black-robed figure appeared out of nowhere and fell heavily to the ground.

"what!"

Quirrell cried out in pain, then struggled to his feet.

What is even more uncomfortable than the pain is the weakness that radiates from the inside out.

This was a sign that Voldemort was beginning to absorb his life energy.

He had to consume the lives of other animals to stave off this boundless weakness.

Blood flowed out from the corners of his mouth, but Quirrell didn't care and let it flow. He staggered into the woods and grabbed a skinny turkey that wanted to escape. He tore off its head and greedily sucked the warm blood that spurted out.

"Damn it, if I didn't have my own body!" Voldemort's furious voice sounded in his mind.

"Since when did this nameless rat dare to ride on my head!" Hearing this, although Qi Luo was still sucking blood, he still pulled back his mouth and said: "Master, he has a name, his name is Chu Ke."

"." The moment Voldemort heard Quirrell calling out the other person's name, he felt his cerebellum shrink.

According to the situation at the time, if nothing unexpected happened, the other party also placed a curse on his name that "whatever he said would be known".

"stupid"

Before Voldemort's curse could be heard, a gentle voice sounded in Quirrell's ears again.

"It's not even Thanksgiving yet, why are we eating turkey?"

At this moment, Quirrell felt that the warm turkey blood in his mouth was as piercing as ice.

The familiar feeling of possession came again, but this time, before Voldemort could release the Disapparation Charm, a beam of blue light instantly penetrated his body.

Comet Azrael

Voldemort looked at his chest with fear on his face. There was a hole through which he could clearly see the scenery behind him.

The cave entrance extended for hundreds of meters, and the magic just now actually penetrated himself and everything behind him!
His body was losing strength, and with a loud thud, Quirrell's body slowly fell down.

"Similar?" Chu Ke looked at the other party curiously.

This was a lie, and Zuko knew Voldemort's current condition very well.

Sure enough, in the next moment when "Chu Ke relaxed", a cloud of black smoke burst out from Qi Luo's body, and then it disappeared along with the figure in it as if it was self-annihilated.

Zuko put away his raised fingers and looked at the sun above his head.

"It seems like it's almost time for dinner, let's go to the house elves to have some sex."

In the evening, Zuko was walking in the corridor of Hogwarts wearing a loose robe and holding a silver plate in his hand.

The upcoming sorting ceremony brought some vitality to the college, and the senior students who started school early were discussing with each other which college the legendary boy who survived the disaster would be sorted into.

Although the students passing by were curious about the strange face carrying the food tray around, they didn't say anything. However, when they saw other familiar professors greeting Chu Ke, they would come forward and nod to Chu Ke.

There was no other reason. Chu Ke looked too young, and it was hard to imagine him as a professor. The senior students who came and went thought he was a transfer student.

Chu Ke didn't care and concentrated on eating his French fries - he had just asked for them from the house-elf. Although Britain is known as a "food desert", the fish and chips here are still a specialty. After all, this dish has been eaten for hundreds of years.

Under the crispy outer skin is a soft and glutinous core that seems to melt with a light bite. The crispy sound made by the crispy outer skin being crushed by the teeth becomes the best white noise to accompany eating French fries. A little bit of salt not only adds seasoning but also a different taste. When paired with the sour and sweet ketchup, it is the most classic "Best Match!".

"Boom--!"

The long and heavy bell sounded slowly in every corner of Hogwarts. Hearing the sound, both students and teachers quickened their pace and walked towards the Great Hall.

This means that the sorting ceremony is about to begin.

Zuko was no exception. He quickly finished the fries in his hand and threw the plate into his own universe. He licked his fingers and hurried away.

When passing a corner, Zu Ke saw a group of little wizards climbing up the stairs with curiosity in their eyes, and Professor McGonagall had been waiting at the top of the stairs for a long time.

He was about to leave when he accidentally met the eyes of a girl with thick curly hair.

Zuko breathed a sigh of relief.

"Luckily it was Emma's version."

"If it's the black version, then I'll have her pick some cotton."

(End of this chapter)