Ron glanced at the three-headed dog, who was still fast asleep, and opened the door to inform Professor McGonagall.
"You run really fast! You almost got away from me."
Voldemort's sinister voice came from inside the room. Ron turned his head and was so frightened that he stumbled and fell to the ground.
"Give me the magic stone, and I'll spare your life."
Voldemort walked up to Ron and extended his right hand.
"The magic stone...the magic stone is not with me."
Ron, his face contorted with grief, shuffled backward.
Voldemort glared at Ron. "You still want to lie to me? I didn't expect that after I've only been gone for a few years, the young wizards of Hogwarts would have forgotten how terrifying I, the Dark Lord, am!"
With one foot planted on Ron's chest, Voldemort pointed his wand at Ron.
"If you don't hand it over, I'll make you experience the agony of having your bones ripped out!"
Harry Potter and Hermione, who had been relentlessly pursuing them, finally climbed out of the trapdoor.
"Voldemort, the Philosopher's Stone you wanted is in my hands. Release my friend!"
Harry Potter took a stone the size of an egg out of his pocket and showed it to Voldemort.
"I'll let him go if you throw him at me."
Voldemort extended his left hand, his tone tinged with impatience.
"No! Unless you release my friend first!"
Harry Potter looked at Ron anxiously, indicating that he had to release the hostages first.
"Trying to bargain with me?"
Voldemort's lips curled into a smile, and he increased the pressure of his foot, causing Ron to cry out in pain.
"If you don't give it to me, I'll kill him!"
Harry Potter gritted his teeth, his heart filled with complex emotions. As he left the Chamber of Secrets, he was surprised to find that the Philosopher's Stone had somehow appeared in his pocket.
Ron is now in Voldemort's hands, and he will die if he doesn't hand over the Philosopher's Stone to Voldemort.
If the Philosopher's Stone is given to Voldemort, the Dark Lord will be resurrected and become immortal.
Harry Potter, caught in a dilemma, couldn't make a decision for a long time.
Voldemort chuckled and kicked Ron.
"See? Your savior friend doesn't want to save you."
Raising his wand, Voldemort prepared to kill Ron; he had no patience left to waste with Harry Potter.
"Don't move! If you kill him, I'll smash the Philosopher's Stone!"
Harry Potter raised the Philosopher's Stone, ready to smash it to the ground.
"You win. Give me the magic stone, and I'm leaving now!"
Voldemort extended his left hand and slowly walked towards Harry Potter.
"You guys are really energetic, staying up so late at night!"
At the end of the corridor, Hao Yun emerged from the darkness.
"Hao Yun, hurry! He's Voldemort! Go and inform Dumbledore!"
Harry Potter saw Hao Yun and immediately shouted.
"Give me the Philosopher's Stone!"
Voldemort sped up, rushed to Harry Potter, and snatched the Philosopher's Stone.
Chapter 303 The Battle for the Magic Stone
With the Philosopher's Stone in hand, Voldemort burst into maniacal laughter.
Hao Yun, who had just arrived at the scene, couldn't help but make a sarcastic remark.
"Hey! You really think you can be resurrected just by getting the magic stone?"
Voldemort looked at Hao Yun and realized that he was the boy he had fought with in the Forbidden Forest that day.
"Do you think you're my match? I didn't even use my full strength that day in the Forbidden Forest."
Voldemort didn't take Hao Yun seriously; in his mind, Hao Yun was just an Eastern wizard who knew some tricks.
"If you join the Death Eaters, I will forgive your disrespect!"
Hao Yun scoffed, "You think you can recruit me? You're dreaming."
"Mr. Demon King, looking at yourself like this, you really think you're something special!"
With a wave of his hand, the flying sword drew an arc in the air and pierced straight towards Quirrell's chest.
Voldemort's expression turned serious; it was that trick again.
"Obstacles are numerous!"
A stone wall rose up from the ground, blocking the path of the flying sword.
"cut!"
Hao Yun made a sword gesture, and with a sweeping motion of his flying sword, he split the stone wall in two. At the same time, a sword aura shot towards Voldemort.
Voldemort dodged in a sorry state, then angrily used the Killing Curse to attack Hao Yun.
Hao Yun had already thoroughly studied Voldemort's move.
With a wave of his hand, Hao Yun summoned a flock of birds to block Voldemort's vision, then shifted his position and continued to control his flying sword to attack.
"You dared to go out at night? I've caught you!"
The sounds of fighting drew Filch's attention, and he grabbed an oil lamp and jogged into the battlefield.
Filch was dumbfounded after just a quick glance.
Holy crap! What's going on? Voldemort!
Avada Kedavra!
Voldemort instinctively threw a Killing Curse at him.
Harry Potter, who was hiding nearby, saw that Filch was in danger and lunged forward to tackle Filch to the ground, thus avoiding the Killing Curse.
"Quickly, go inform the professor and the principal!"
Harry Potter pushed Filch out of the corridor and hid behind a statue.
Filch scrambled out of the corridor, his face pale with fright, but he still obediently ran to inform Dumbledore.
Voldemort became anxious when he saw someone leaving, and his spellcasting speed suddenly increased.
Hao Yun sneered, hiding behind several stone walls, and controlled his flying sword to attack Voldemort.
Under the attack of the flying swords, Voldemort dodged left and right, but couldn't escape.
"Damn it! Do you dare come out and fight me head-on!"
Hao Yun thought to himself, "I'm not stupid. How could I possibly go out and face you head-on? I have the skill to control my sword and take someone's head from a thousand miles away. Do you think I'm crazy to fight you in close combat?"
Hiding inside the defensive fortifications he had built, Hao Yun increased his spiritual power output, and the speed of his flying sword attacks suddenly accelerated.
Voldemort was caught off guard, and the flying sword grazed his left leg, severing it completely.
With his left leg severed, Voldemort realized he was in trouble!
Clutching the Philosopher's Stone tightly in his hand, Voldemort was unwilling to die here. Now that he had the Philosopher's Stone, as long as he escaped, he could be resurrected with its help in no time!
Seeing the flying sword coming again, Voldemort rolled on the spot, transformed into black mist, and began to run away.
Hao Yun, who was controlling the flying sword, could not possibly let Voldemort escape, so he immediately controlled the sword to give chase.
As the black mist passed through the corridor, it discovered that Harry Potter was hiding behind the statue, so it grabbed Harry Potter and used him as a shield in front of the flying sword.
"Hahaha, keep chopping!"
Voldemort laughed wildly; he simply couldn't believe that Hao Yun would disregard the lives of his companions.
The spell was dispelled, and Hao Yun emerged from his hiding place, smiling as he spoke.
“I can’t really cut him, but you’ve forgotten one thing, Harry! Put your hand on his face!”
After being captured by Voldemort, a panicked Harry Potter, upon hearing Hao Yun's shout, instinctively raised his hand and pressed it against Voldemort's face behind him.
"Ahhh... This can't be, it can't be!"
Voldemort watched his dissipating body and roared at Harry Potter.
"Enough with the nonsense!"
The flying sword grazed Harry Potter's cheek and embedded itself in Voldemort's face.
Thump!
Harry Potter fell to the ground, staring at his hands in disbelief.
"Stop looking. That was a special case. If you encounter Voldemort again and keep pressing his face, he will definitely break your hands."
Hao Yun's words sent a chill down Harry Potter's spine.
"Isn't Voldemort already dead?"
Harry Potter looked at the vanished Voldemort and asked in confusion.
Hao Yun shrugged, really wanting to tell him, "Kid, you're too naive. Every year during the years you've been in school, Voldemort has come back to cause trouble."
Hao Yun recalled the flying sword and controlled it to transform back into a magic wand, which he then inserted into his waistband.
Where is Voldemort?!
A series of hurried footsteps approached, and several professors from the academy rushed over.
Dean McGonagall shielded Harry Potter and Hao Yun, cautiously surveying their surroundings.