Chapter 276

A mass of indescribable flesh roared in a cloud of steam and smashed onto the ground.

It was like a bloody tumor, but it expanded and grew at an astonishing speed. Countless bone spurs protruded from between the flesh, and blood sprayed, staining the surrounding ground red.

Limbs, organs, eyes, ears, wolf heads, tails, hair, sometimes even swollen breasts and slender legs grew continuously between the flesh and blood, but more were unformed blood, flesh, and bones...

"You, what have you done..." A mouth that grew on the top of the mountain of flesh screamed, letting out a roar. "You have done..."

But soon, a wolf leg stretched out from that mouth, tearing it apart and interrupting the words behind it.

Murphy stood far away, watching the constantly expanding mountain of flesh, feeling slightly surprised. It seemed that the Immortality Potion could indeed provide a lot of magic power; the scale of this mountain of flesh was much larger than when he drank the Dittany Promoting Factor.

"I will kill, you!"

The mountain of flesh roared angrily. It seemed to know that Murphy was the culprit. Several limbs twisted and dragged the huge body, trying to get close to Murphy.

Murphy retreated while looking at the sky. The observation was almost done, and his preparations were basically completed. He stood still at a tombstone. "How does it feel to have a physical body, Voldemort?"

"Murphy!"

The mountain of flesh roared, and a huge bone spur suddenly drilled out from the mountain of flesh, piercing toward him like a spear.

But Murphy didn't dodge or evade, but lightly snapped his fingers.

The wind and clouds changed, green lightning lit up in the air, and a green beam of light as thick as a hug descended from the sky, hitting the mountain of flesh.

"Ah!!!!"

As if dozens of mouths were screaming at the same time, the green death energy seemed to cover all its randomly distributed limbs, organs, blood vessels, and nerves in an instant, causing the mountain of flesh to tremble and convulse violently, and the bone spear that was thrust out also stopped.

The roar and wailing of the mountain of flesh lasted for nearly ten seconds.

The bone spear stopped in front of Murphy, the tip of the spear twisting and growing a fair snake-like face.

He—or rather "she"—opened his eyes in front of Murphy, those blood-red eyes staring at Murphy. "Murphy Darkholm... I, remember... you..."

In the next instant, that face collapsed, the flesh and blood began to dissolve, and the entire huge mountain of flesh seemed to have been poured with strong acid, melting rapidly, and before long it turned into a pool of thick blood.

Murphy covered his nose and burned the blood clean with a fire, then he came to Quirrell and undid the Petrificus Totalus spell on him.

"Mur, Murphy, why are you here?" Quirrell's face was pale; Voldemort had just left his body, and he was about to die.

Murphy ignored him. Voldemort must have been impatient to be resurrected after getting the Immortality Potion, and he also knew from Tom's side that the so-called Resurrection Potion was actually similar to the set of potions in the original book, so he would naturally choose this burial place of his father for his resurrection.

He searched Quirrell and found the remaining Immortality Potion—there were only five bottles left in total.

Murphy sighed, first using Legilimency to read Quirrell's memory, from which he found the memory of helping Voldemort make the Resurrection Potion, confirming the formula of the Resurrection Potion.

Then he searched his previous memories and discovered that Quirrell had secretly sneaked into Dumbledore's office after learning that Dumbledore had left the school, and found the letters between him and Nicolas Flamel there, thus knowing Flamel's address.

This was also the reason why he didn't go to get the Sorcerer's Stone first.

Understanding this, Murphy knocked Quirrell unconscious with a Stupefy spell.

Then he set up a cauldron himself, and after the water in the cauldron boiled, he threw in the materials in the order of the Resurrection Potion, then went to get a bone of old Tom Riddle, then chopped off half of Quirrell's arm, and finally Apparated back to the private room of the Three Broomsticks, brought Harry and Tom over, and took the blood of the unconscious Harry and dripped it in.

The cauldron boiled. Now it was time to throw in the body of the resurrected person. Murphy looked at Tom's broken body, and with a thought, he removed the Soul Seed that connected his body and soul from his body, keeping only the part in his spiritual body.

"Although you didn't bring me the real Sorcerer's Stone, that's not your problem. Now it's time to resurrect you according to the agreement."

The modified Tom Riddle had both excellent personal ability and a strong will. Murphy was short of such talent by his side, and it would be a pity to just scrap him.

It was hard to raise a vicious dog to be tame; it would be too wasteful to just slaughter it. It was better to let him continue to create some surplus value.

Thinking of this, he controlled Tom's spiritual body to throw into the cauldron with the Soul Seed, finally poured the Immortality Potion into the cauldron, thought for a moment, and added a bottle of Transformation Potion.

A moment later, in the hazy water vapor, a girl's body stood up.

"Tom." Murphy called out.

The girl opened her eyes in confusion. After a long while, she saw Murphy's appearance clearly. "Professor Murphy."

"Am I, dead?"

She said this and found that her voice was a bit wrong.

Very good, she could recognize herself, and her attitude seemed normal. There shouldn't be much problem with the resurrection.

"How do you feel?" Murphy asked.

"I feel..." Tom felt something was wrong as soon as she opened her mouth. She looked down and found that she seemed to have a girl's body. "What happened to me, Professor Murphy? What happened to me?"

"It's a long story, but in short, I found a way to resurrect you. Do you feel any discomfort anywhere in your body?"

"I'm resurrected?" Tom touched her face in amazement. She could feel that delicate touch, and her senses seemed to be much sharper, as if she had always been wearing gloves to touch the world, and now she could finally take them off.

"I feel... great! Unbelievably great..."

Murphy nodded. "Do you remember who you are?"

"I am..."

In an instant, several answers surged into her heart. She opened her mouth, but said: "I am Tom Riddle, I am Voldemort, I am Lukas Brightson, I am Lukas Tom Brightson... but, I am not any of them... I... I don't know..."

Murphy nodded. "Since that's the case, why not start over? Tom, Lukas, what would you rather call yourself?"

The girl thought for a moment. "Lukas. I would like to call myself Lukas."

The name Tom represented her past, but Lukas represented her expectations for her future.

She inherited some of Lukas Brightson's will; she wanted to become that ray of light, wanted to become that child of light who bloomed in the desperate darkness and brought hope to others.

"Since that's the case, you will be called Lukas from now on."

"Now, Lukas, I will send you to a safe place to rest first. Teacher still has some other things to finish."

After speaking, Murphy waved his hand, hypnotized Lukas, then brought her to the Magic Research Institute and handed her to Laura, while he brought Harry and "Tom's corpse" back to the Three Broomsticks, then added a Petrificus Totalus spell to Quirrell and took him to Nicolas Flamel's house.

In this year, out of the idea of avoiding extra trouble, for the sake of a Sorcerer's Stone for life-saving, he played a game of chess with Dumbledore, and he didn't even distort Dumbledore's script too much.

But watching the chess game being played with you, you showed your cards and said, sorry, this bet is fake, my opponent in this chess game is not you, and you can't take my Sorcerer's Stone even if you win.

Murphy couldn't swallow this breath.

It couldn't just end like this.

He brought Quirrell to Nicolas Flamel. "Voldemort was killed by me, the intruder was caught by me, I avenged your wife for you, are you a little grateful to me?"

(End of chapter)