Voldemort's Invitation!

Perimeter of the Forbidden Forest.

The professors saw the blue fire disappear and understood that Lucas and Draco are out of danger.

Snape walked so quickly it can be seen that he is very worried about his godson's safety.

Seeing this, the other three professors could only speed up their pace to keep up with the figure in front of them.

This is a pain for Professor Flitwick, who has short legs because of his goblin heritage.

Back at the entrance to the Forbidden Forest, Hermione was looking up at Hagrid.

"Please Hagrid, take me in, I'm worried if I don't see Lucas!"

"But... Dumbledore has ordered you not to be involved."

Hagrid was in a dilemma.

If only Hermione begged he could still ruthlessly refuse. But it could be seen that Harry was also staring at him beggingly which made him hesitate.

Seeing that he had shaken a bit, Hermione continued.

"Headmaster Dumbledore was worried that we would be burned by the flames, but now the flames are out, aren't they?"

"Hagrid, Draco is missing because of me, please!"

Hagrid looked back and forth at the two young wizards in front of him.

At last he sighed and said: "When you go in, you must follow me closely."

The two of them nodded quickly.

Seeing this, Hagrid picked up the oil lamp and walked towards the entrance.

"Wait, wait, I suddenly feel sick to my stomach, why don't I wait here with Fang for you to come back."

They didn't force Ron to follow and agreed to his request.

Hagrid led Harry and Hermione into the Forbidden Forest again.

And their direction is also the position where the giant fiery python raged just now.

As for the nearest Dumbledore, at this moment, he was almost at the acromantulas lair.

He was most worried about Lucas meeting Voldemort.

As Voldemort's teacher, even as a guide, Dumbledore knew how powerful the other's persuasion could be.

"How did you know I was around?" Quirrell asked suspiciously, he thought he was very careful about lurking, there should be no trace.

Quirrell didn't have the slightest bit of submissiveness that he showed in class at this point.

His eyes were cold and his face was bloodless, he almost looked like a dead man.

Lucas first helped the unconscious Draco to a safe position.

"Professor Quirrell, the wind in the forest brings with you that sickening smell of garlic.

"However, I'm curious, what is the professor doing in the Forbidden Forest at this time of the night?"

Lucas looked very relaxed, but his standing position put Draco firmly behind himself and the hand holding the wand did not relax for a moment.

"Let me talk to him, idiot!"

A low, raspy voice came from the back of Quirrell's head.

Lucas raised an eyebrow and the wand in his hand tightened again.

As Quirrell turned, he took off the hood of his cloak and an old face appeared in front of Lucas.

How to describe it?

Although Voldemort at this time is better than the noseless image in the future.

But that's all.

He looks like a rumpled monkey now.

"Oh! That's amazing, Professor Quirrell, you're conjoined twins!"

"Didn't think we'd meet again, little Grindelwald!"

"Sorry, I don't remember knowing a friend like you."

Voldemort wasn't offended by Lucas' words.

This surprised him a bit. He had thought that as the number of Horcruxes made increases, the user loses his mind and becomes more aggressive.

Before he could figure it out, Voldemort's deep raspy voice sounded again: "No, we met just a few months ago in Gringotts, let me introduce myself, I am Lord Voldemort."

In the silent night, the breeze blows through the forest.

Lucas looked at him calmly.

Voldemort also silently stared at the boy in front of him.

"It's really unexpected, you are one of the few people who are not afraid to hear my name, and I did not misread you."

"Young man, follow me, I can give you supreme glory, surrender at my feet, kiss the corner of my robe lightly, and honor your loyalty."

"Ahem!" Lucas waved his hand and said, "Sorry!"

He took a few deep breaths, suppressing the smile in his heart.

"Mr. Voldemort, I don't know how you gained the loyalty of the Death Eaters, but I think no normal person would be willing to kneel down and kiss your dirty robe. What sort of name is Voldemort anyway?"

"As for following you? Oh Merlin! Could you please find a decent body first?"

"Your state is really unconvincing. Follow you? When your physical body was destroyed by a baby? What kind of person even tries to kill a baby?"

"Another reminder, Mr. Riddle, my spell made such a big commotion just now."

"The professors should be on their way at this moment, and Dumbledore might be among them, are you sure you want to stay?"

"Bastard, you are not allowed to mention that last name!" Voldemort waved his wand angrily.

The Red light of the Cruciatus Curse flew towards Lucas.

"Expelliarmus!"

Lucas countered quickly and his spell was quickly wiped out after colliding with Voldemort's spell.

The imagined scene like Harry Potter didn't happen.

"Bombarda!"

"Avada Kedabra!"

"Confringo!"

"Crucio!"

"Afflicto!"

"Imperio!"

The spells of the two were thrown out one after another.

The three Unforgivable Curses were used very skillfully in Voldemort's hands.

Lucas didn't budge either and every spell used carries a mortal threat.

The curse exchange between the two lasted for about a minute.

Just then Lucas staggered suddenly.

"Expelliarmus!"

Voldemort seized the opportunity and successfully knocked Lucas' wand into the air.

He floated in front of Lucas.

The wand in his hand pressed against the opponent's chin: "I'll give you another chance."

"Surrender to me, I'll allow you to become my subordinate!"

Suddenly a few chuckles sounded.

A strong wind blew from the depths of the cave and the robes of the two of them were blown loudly.

A bad premonition suddenly appeared in Voldemort's heart.

Just as he was about to step back, the blond boy in front of him suddenly raised his head.

In the deep blue pupils, there are currently two clusters of dark purple lights dancing.

"plunder!"

Ancient elf magic is activated.

There is a mysterious attraction in the palm of Lucas' left hand.

Quirrell's magic power was sucked out of the body, and it continuously gathered in Lucas' palm.

The purple color of the magic gives people a mysterious beauty, which is fascinating.

But Voldemort was very panicked at the moment as he was desperately trying to break free from Lucas' grip.

But the opponent took the first step to control the wand.

Only then did Voldemort understand.

The boy in front of him deliberately let him knock his wand away just now.

It was a bold move.

What if it was not the Disarming Charm that was uttered at that time, but the Killing Curse.

The result would be quite different.

Even Voldemort was terrified at this moment by the horrific scheming of the young man in front of him.

"How were you so sure I'll use the Disarming Charm?"

"Of course, because my surname is Grindelwald, you must not let go of the opportunity to make me surrender, because if I am alive, I can bring you greater benefits!"

At this time the looting magic is drawing to a close.

Voldemort broke free from his restraints and fled backwards.

Lucas looked at the purple magic power in his palm, and slowly absorbed it.

A faint light flashed in his blue eyes.

Lucas could clearly feel that his magic power had become much stronger.

He reached out and recalled his wand.

Lucas looked at Voldemort who was wary of him.

Just as he was about to start the second round of duel with the opponent

Several people's calls came from the forest in the distance.

"Lucas, Draco, where are you?"

"Merlin, you must be careful!"

"Lucas!"

It was the voices of Hagrid, Hermione and Harry.

Lucas shrugged his shoulders to Voldemort: "It seems that the professors should be here soon, Mr. Voldemort, are you sure you don't want to leave yet?"

"Bastard, I will remember this, dare to reject the great Dark Lord, when I return, I will definitely not let you go!"

Lucas nodded perfunctorily: "Yes, that's right, the great Dark Lord Quirrellmort is awesome, you're welcome to try again next time."

The voice just fell and he raised his wand!

"Expelliarmus!"

Voldemort manipulated Quirrell's body and raised his wand to block it.

But he didn't know that this spell was not as simple as a disarming spell.

Voldemort looked in amazement at the wand that was gradually cracking and finally falling apart.

He couldn't figure it out.

Why would the Disarming Charm cause such a result?

But he has no time to stay and study carefully.

Voldemort threw down the broken wand in his hand, turned into a cloud of black smoke and flew into the depths of the Forbidden Forest.

It wasn't until the other party left for some time that Lucas finally relaxed his grip on his wand.

If it weren't for plundering part of Quirrell's magic he probably couldn't hold it anymore.

The fire shield from before had cost him a lot of magic power.

It is already not easy to fight Voldemort, even as weak as he currently is.

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Ultimate achievement?

Lucas immediately turned on the system, ready to see what the ultimate achievement is!.

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