Chapter 237

"You're lying, the Sorcerer's Stone is in your right pocket. It seems you really don't want this younger brother anymore!"

Voldemort said coldly. He raised his wand and fired a red light at Darren.

But he missed.

Because Harry had pounced on him. The moment he touched Harry Potter,

Voldemort discovered that the skin of the Quirrell he was possessing began to collapse inch by inch. Quirrell let out a painful cry.

"Dumbledore!"

Sure enough, was this Dumbledore's backup plan? He actually dared to let a child defeat him like this? Defeat him head-on!

And why couldn't he touch Harry Potter? Why was this?

That prophecy?

Voldemort howled crazily.

Finally, Quirrell's body completely collapsed, and he turned into a wisp of black smoke, passing through Harry Potter's body.

Even if he couldn't get the Sorcerer's Stone, he had to teach Harry Potter a lesson; it would be best if he could kill this Harry Potter directly.

After passing through Harry Potter's body, Voldemort immediately disappeared from the spot. It seemed he needed to find another way to restore himself.

This trip to Hogwarts wasn't without gains; at the very least, he knew he had a child.

Although he wasn't sure how this child came to be.

Perhaps that night, he really had something with that woman?

That night was too happy, and he had forgotten which woman he had favored; perhaps the Death Eaters had sent Lily over too.

Damn it.

When the Death Eaters stole Darren back then, he hadn't even looked at him.

He only heard that he was a smoke bomb released by Lily and the others, so he immediately had him thrown into the center of the battlefield.

If he had taken one more look, maybe that child could have been raised by purebloods and wouldn't have developed such a personality.

Voldemort thought bitterly.

Then he thought of another question.

Did the Order of the Phoenix really lose Darren by accident? He remembered that the man named James wasn't too weak either.

Compared to him, of course, he was no good, but compared to ordinary Death Eaters, he was still very strong.

Especially since he had several brothers.

Every war, those men and women would kill quite a few Death Eaters. That was why he had deliberately captured the woman named Lily to retaliate against them.

However, under the protection of those people, how could Darren have been lost? Perhaps they had deliberately let the Death Eaters steal him.

Wanting him to experience the taste of killing his own bloodline.

Voldemort thought coldly.

When he was young, he hated cubs.

Because they were a group of annoying creatures. When he was a youth, he needed cubs even less.

He would live forever, he would be endless.

At his peak, he had thought about having children, but then gave up; children would hinder his progress.

But when he was wandering in Albania, he had the impulse for the first time that perhaps he could have a cub!

But at that time, he could only possess animals, living in fear day and night, afraid of being discovered.

Finally, when he waited for that stupid Quirrell, he left that place.

And at this time, his idea of having a successor became even stronger.

If he, Voldemort, had a successor, how could he have ended up in such a miserable state?

The first time he saw Darren was at the Sorting Ceremony.

Harry Potter's younger brother, the Potter sorted into Slytherin, which aroused his intense curiosity, so he took a look at Darren.

Who knew that this look would leave him stunned.

This little Potter actually had his bloodline power?

The long-awaited cub appeared before him, and even Voldemort was stunned for a long time.

So, when Darren took his first Defense Against the Dark Arts class, he paid attention to him again.

This child was truly a natural Dark Lord.

He noticed that Darren could easily use Dark Magic, although first-year Dark Magic wasn't difficult.

But like Darren, being able to use it after one look, could no longer be described as a genius.

So, he had the idea of teaching him.

He introduced some less dangerous Dark Magic, mixed into Quirrell's stuttering narrative. ===== CHAPTER 239 =====