Harry doesn't want to be a wizard, he wants to be a superhero

Chapter 141 Voldemort: I killed countless people, at least hundreds! Harry: What about the next day?
After easily dispelling the deadly Killing Curse, Harry did not stop casting Transfiguration spells.

boom!
The next moment, the earth instantly cracked and shattered.

A large amount of soil rolled and surged like boiling waves, continuously converging towards Harry's feet.

First, the outline of a head was drawn, and then the sturdy body rose from the ground, and the thick limbs also took shape one by one. In the blink of an eye, a majestic and tall rock giant was completely formed!

Finally, Harry stood steadily on top of the rock giant that was more than ten meters high, looking down at Voldemort from above, and said lightly:
"Next, it's my turn!"

The rock giant's physical fitness is extremely terrifying, and his body is as hard as steel.

But the reason why this magic is so powerful that even the Supreme Mage takes it seriously is not because the Rock Giant's physical fitness is comparable to that of the Abomination, but because of its amplification of earth element magic.

Inside the rock giant's body, a large number of runes were solidified.

These runes not only enhance the physical strength of the rock giant, but can also connect with Harry and act as an "amplifier" to enhance the power of the earth element magic he casts!

"Ouch!"

The rock giant roared, and the sound was so loud that it hurt the eardrums of Hermione and others who were walking away.

It raised its stone arms high and swung them vigorously, accompanied by a sharp whistling sound, and used all its strength to pound the ground beneath its feet!

Accompanied by the whistling sound of the wind, the fist weighing dozens of tons made contact with the ground.

However, when the two sides came into contact, the expected scene of the ground being shattered did not appear, but instead an extremely strange scene appeared.

The rock giant's hands merged into the ground without any hindrance, as if the ground was not solid but a liquid like water!

After a brief silence, the ground beneath Voldemort's feet suddenly began to shake slightly.

This slight fluctuation made Voldemort's face change drastically. He reacted extremely quickly and immediately cast a layer of Shield Charm on himself to resist the impending attack!
boom!
Just as the Iron Armor Curse was formed, the ground beneath his feet was forcibly torn apart, and two thick rock arms stretched out quickly, hitting him heavily and knocking him away!
Hit by a sudden heavy punch, a large number of cracks immediately appeared on the iron armor, and it could break at any time!

Voldemort only felt that the internal organs of this body were constantly trembling, and even had slightly ruptured.

The intense pain coming from his body made his face twisted and he screamed!

However, these injuries are not serious and are not fatal.

There was still a lot of undigested unicorn blood that he had drunk before.

Although this blood carries a powerful curse, it also possesses powerful healing abilities.

Even if Voldemort doesn't care now, it will only take tens of seconds for these injuries caused by the heavy blow to be completely healed by the magical healing power of unicorn blood!
So Voldemort endured the pain and suddenly shouted "Shut up" in a strange way. After the screaming stopped, he stopped in the air dozens of meters high.

He hovered strangely in the air, his hood blown open by the cold wind, revealing his long-hidden appearance underneath.

Only then did Harry see Voldemort's current appearance!

Under the hood was a strange face with thin, almost sunken cheeks, and the skin on it was tightly attached to the cheekbones, giving it a bony appearance.

At this moment, his face was twisted, and every line seemed to be engraved with endless evil and madness.

And the most horrifying thing is that this face is on the back of Quirrell's head!

The hideous face was wriggling violently, as if countless tiny insects were crawling under the skin, trying to support the bones and make it more three-dimensional.

As the movement intensified, Voldemort's sunken nose gradually stood up, and his whole body regained a bit of human appearance.

At this time, although Voldemort was a little weak and in a bad situation, his manners were still elegant, like a nobleman. With an innate arrogance, he slowly looked at Harry and the rock giant under his feet.

After a moment, Voldemort said in a hoarse voice:

"Harry Potter, we meet again. Look, what interesting magic, and equally amazing power!
It seems the prophecy is true. I was far less powerful than you at the same age, so I'm taking this opportunity to get rid of you!"

As Voldemort studied Harry, Harry was also studying Voldemort.

At this moment, his expression was extremely solemn. After sensing the amazing magic power in Voldemort's body, he knew that Voldemort was even more powerful than he had imagined!
However, this powerful force was within his expectations. The next moment, he asked, "Voldemort, did you kill my parents?"

The loneliness of his youth and the death of his parents have always been Harry's obsession.

When he learned the truth, Harry made up his mind to kill Voldemort completely to avenge his parents!
And now, it is undoubtedly the best opportunity!

Voldemort let out a creepy, gloomy laugh, filled with endless chills. His face was ashen and bloodless, like a walking corpse wandering the world, making people feel disgusted:

“Yes, it was me, it was an unforgettable memory.

Because of that damn prophecy, I found you. When I was about to kill you, your mother used her love for you to release a powerful ancient magic in order to protect you!

This magic prevented me from harming you, so after I released the Killing Curse at you, the Killing Curse rebounded from the ancient magic and hit me, which killed me!
Hahaha, look at Potter, look at what I have become.

In order to survive, I have to do something, live on others, become a parasite, and endure the unbearable smell of garlic every day, so that I can hide!
The unicorn's blood can prolong my life, but it turns me into this decayed undead form and prevents me from having my own body.

But there is something that can solve all of this, and now that it has been exposed, I will get it today.

But before that, I will kill you and put an end to that damn prophecy once and for all!"

Harry gripped his wand tightly, his face calm, but his pupils were filled with anger. "Then come on, let's put an end to that so-called prophecy right here and now!"

The two acted almost simultaneously, and in order to increase the casting speed, they both used silent spells.

In an instant, two magic spells of the same color collided with each other. In the center of the collision, the magic light flowed like a vortex, and a strong light burst out in the air!

As time passed, the center of the collision slowly approached Harry!

In this head-on confrontation, Harry was at a disadvantage!

Seeing this, Voldemort's face turned ferocious, and he tried his best to squeeze out the magic power in Quirrell's body, even at the cost of overdrawing his life.

Voldemort looked arrogant as he stood in the sky, looking down from above and said:

"Harry Potter, you actually want to fight me with the Killing Curse, what do you have to fight me with?

The Killing Curse is different from other spells. It not only requires powerful magic power, but also absolute killing intent!
I've killed hundreds of people before, committing all sorts of evil. My killing intent was pure and decisive. How could you possibly be my opponent?"

"Oh~" Harry responded calmly, nodded noncommittally, and then asked, "So what about the next day?"

"what?"

Voldemort looked bewildered. He did not understand what Harry Potter meant.

Seeing that Hagrid had already left with Hermione and Ron, Harry completely relaxed and teased the extremely puzzled Voldemort:
"So, how many people did you kill the next day?"

Hearing Harry's words, Voldemort's expression completely twisted.

Voldemort had thought that when he said those words, Harry would be terrified, or at least nervous enough to be at a loss, with his fighting capacity greatly reduced. However, he didn't expect that not only did Harry not show any fear, but he mocked him instead!
How is it possible that any wizard in this world could be so cruel as to massacre hundreds of people in just one day?
Even Grindelwald could never do it!
Harry, who had been confronting Voldemort, naturally noticed the change in his expression and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

As expected, the wizarding world is a relatively peaceful world, and the dark wizard known as the Demon King only kills hundreds of people in his lifetime.

This record is even worse than his!
Just by losing control of his magic power, he once killed tens of thousands of terrorists in an evil civilization in one breath!
The whole process only took a few dozen minutes!

At this point, Voldemort was completely enraged by Harry.

He swung his wand violently, and with a roar, the power of the Killing Curse increased significantly!

The center of the collision, which was originally deadlocked, seemed to be pushed by a powerful force and quickly approached Harry, wanting to devour and kill Harry.

But at this moment, the space where Harry was suddenly distorted and he disappeared on the spot!
In an instant, he appeared behind Voldemort, the sound of the sharp chirping birds in his hand rang out, and he suddenly drew out the lightning sword and slashed at Voldemort's neck!
Voldemort was horrified at this and also Apparated away. When he reappeared dozens of meters away, he looked at the lightning sword in Harry's hand with fear and said with envy:
"Damn blood magic! When I catch you, I will take away all your power from your soul and flesh!"

Harry had no intention of talking to Voldemort, and the tip of the wand in his hand shot out a green beam of magic again!
Seeing this, Voldemort sneered, "Potter, you still don't learn your lesson!"

But soon, after the magic beams collided again, the expression on his face suddenly froze.

The center point where the two magic beams collided not only did not approach Harry, but flew towards him quickly!

He carefully observed the magic beam shot by Harry, and suddenly the blood vessels on his forehead popped up: "Damn it, this is not the Killing Curse, it's your Disintegration Spell!"

Harry felt no wave of emotion, no guilt for attacking a dying old man.

All he wants now is to kill Voldemort as soon as possible!

(End of this chapter)