"Master, master, Dumbledore has left!"
Quirrell said softly in his mind.
But Voldemort didn't give him any response, and the murmurs and hysterical roars in his mind finally disappeared. He seemed to have found true peace for a long time.
Quirrell's facial expression was calm at first, and then the muscles on both sides of his mouth and nose began to twitch. Then, the smile in his eyes was about to overflow. Finally, the corners of his mouth rose, his mouth opened slightly, and he let out a "whoop" 'the sound of.
But he immediately reached out his hand and blocked his mouth, and let out a stifled laugh of "plop, plop, cluck, cluck, cluck".
It's like a child who doesn't want his laughter to wake up his parents who are taking a nap, but the animations on TV are too funny. He is trying his best to control his joy to prevent himself from becoming extremely happy and sad.
Amid this laughter that he didn't want to be known by, Quirrell looked at the cup of potion in his hand almost obsessively.
"Oh, this must be Merlin's Juan Gu, it must be."
Quirrell caressed the cup as if caressing his lover's face.
Oh no, he doesn’t seem to have a lover...
"It's finally here. My time is finally here. This potion is proof. My time is finally here."
Quirrell recalled the scene when he found this prescription in the unicorn's lair in the Forbidden Forest, and couldn't help but fall into intoxication again. Fortunately, this potion did not reveal its true purpose. Fortunately, I found some clues when I checked it in the library.
This powerful potion was used in the Middle Ages to treat possession by evil spirits, one body with two souls, and schizophrenia. It left a certain mark on historical occasions, and it also allowed him to find its intended use by chance.
Such a coincidence, such a chance, how can we not say that this is destiny.
"The Magic Stone, as long as you have the Magic Stone..."
The joy in Quirrell's eyes gradually evolved towards madness, and the red bloodshot eyes in the white areas of his eyes became denser and denser, almost filling the entire whites of his eyes.
Chilo suddenly stood up, then walked towards the door, and in an instant he walked towards the corridor not far away without any hesitation and without any precautions.
"There."
He murmured softly.
"My future, my greatness, is there!"
Behind him, a person was observing the Defense Against Dark Arts office in the corner, smiling in the shadows.
"Cool! The plan worked out perfectly."
George Weiss sighed in admiration, then turned around and walked back without hesitation. As he walked, he took out something like a small steel ball from his pocket. There was fondness and pride in their eyes for this little thing they had accomplished with Taylor's help. Although it cannot be compared with a mirror that can record real-time video, it still has the function of transmitting information.
For these people, this is not only a major breakthrough, but also of considerable importance.
Not long after, Fred, who was standing in the corner of the corridor on the fourth floor, felt the small steel ball in his chest pocket vibrate.
After the small steel ball stopped vibrating, a smile appeared on Fred's face.
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"Two clicks, the plan goes well."
As he said this, the expression on Fred's face became more cautious. He knew very well that now, the key to the plan lay with him.
Quirrell didn't let him wait too long, and soon appeared in his sight.
Fred tightened the regular invisibility cloak that Luke paid for, and then looked at Quirrell expectantly.
He felt that the Quirrell in front of him was nothing like the Quirrell he had seen.
The Quirrell in front of him looked confident and high-spirited. In addition to confidence and madness, there was also deep greed in his eyes, as if he wanted to take everything in front of him into his own hands.
This is completely different from him in the classroom, who is timid, only knows to read textbooks, tell boring stories, and looks neurotic. Would anyone like Professor Quirrell like this?
Fred couldn't help but have such a question in his mind. But then, he gave himself the answer.
No, Professor Quirrell has not confirmed his reliability. Now, even if some people are not disgusted with him, they will quietly wait for him to do something surprising to everyone before making a choice.
And...his appearance is really not that good...
Watching Professor Quirrell approach the room at the end of the corridor, Fred took out a small steel ball and planned to let it shake twice. After shaking it, he saw two sneaky figures not far behind Professor Quirrell. Appearing behind Quirrell, Fred was stunned for a moment, and then it was too late to stop the two guys from approaching the door.
"Merlin's beard..."
After muttering to himself in such a dull manner, he quickly moved to make the small steel ball in his hand vibrate once, then vibrate twice in succession.
Fortunately, the interval between these three vibrations is not long, so there will be no misjudgment. Afterwards, he crushed the small steel ball in his hand. Emits a piece of transparent blue light dust.
"Three times, something went wrong..."
The small steel ball in Luke's hand exploded, blue-white light dust appeared, and Fred's voice came along with the vibration of the light dust.
"Luke! Harry and Ron, they have already entered that room...this and this...Merlin's beard! Are they two brainless?"
Fred really couldn't understand why Ron was his brother.
The family always said that the naughty Agar and Fred were like the outliers in the family, because their three brothers seemed so calm and reliable. And the two of them looked so mischievous. But in the eyes of the two of them, Ron didn't look like someone coming to Wes's house. In a family of smart people, why would there be such a fool?
Do you really think you are Luke if you dare to participate in this kind of thing? The reason why they dared to follow Luke in this matter was because Luke was strong enough, otherwise they would not risk their lives to do such a thing.
Of course, this is interesting enough. Otherwise the two of them wouldn't have done it.
"Don't worry, this is a normal situation."
Luke was not surprised, or in other words, this situation was indeed within his expectation.
Harry and Ron are not involved in this matter? That would be so boring.
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"Okay, leave it to me, they two will be fine."
Luke's words finally reached Fred's ears after the light dust disappeared. Then the piece of light dust disappeared into the air as if it had never appeared before. Fred wanted to say something else, but in the end he didn't say it.
It seemed like they had no other choice now but to trust Luke.
"Hell, why do I have a brother like this?"
There was indescribable depression in his tone, and of course, there was also deep worry.
In the room, Luke took a deep breath and showed a bright smile on his face.
The day has finally arrived.
He put on his best robe, brought enough magic defense items, and straightened up his tidying up.
Because what follows will be a perfect performance.
And he has been preparing for this performance for a long time.
"Do the right thing...Luke."
Luke said as he looked at himself in the mirror.
After a long time, Luke appeared in the corridor, and under Fred's gaze, he opened the door.
Seeing this, Fred took a deep breath, and then walked down the steps. He now wanted to go to Professor McGonagall to explain everything here clearly, and to secretly reveal some of the things inside.
What was originally a bit too deliberate is now more deliberate and natural.
Of course, the premise of all this is that Luke and the two little guys can come out of that door.
"Is it asleep?"
Ron looked at the three-headed dog in front of him with confusion on his face. Harry looked at it and said, "That's because the person who gave Hagrid the egg was Professor Quirrell."
"We have misunderstood Professor Snape from the beginning. He has been dealing with Quirrell because Quirrell is the real bad guy."
"But I don't think Snape is a good person." Ron curled his lips and said with some disdain.
Harry didn't bother to argue with him on the matter, after all, that's what he thought.
Harry made a 'shh' gesture to Ron, and then pointed to the trap door next to the sleeping Lu Wei. After a while, Harry and the others passed through the trap door without much danger. This was the first level.
They fell into the devil's net, but it was only the remains of the devil's net.
Most of the devil's net was burned to ashes, and the remaining small part was half dead, moving listlessly in a corner. However, when Harry and Ron fell, it still took the initiative to catch them. However, this time when it entangled Harry and Ron's legs, it didn't even have much strength, so Ron and Harry broke free of its bonds easily.
"Lie to Kangxi"
"What the hell! What is this?"
Ron said in a panic.
"I'm afraid it's... a devil's trap?" Harry said with some uncertainty. It was a bit dark, so he couldn't see clearly, and his nose was filled with a burning smell, which was not pleasant. He covered his nose and Get ready to leave here.
"Professor Quirrell has a really bad temper."
Ron looked at the half-dead Devil's Net and couldn't help but sigh: "Usually, you really can't see it at all!"
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Harry carefully recalled Professor Quirrell's daily behavior. Except for sometimes being neurotic and irritable, he usually looked like he was afraid of something. Of course, the situation is getting better and better. At first, everyone thought they were getting familiar with the students, so they were no longer so nervous. Now it seems that this may not be the case at all.
In the next room they saw the winged keys.
"Harry, do you think they would attack us if we walked across the room?" Ron asked.
"But we don't seem to have any other options."
With that said, Harry covered his face with his arms and rushed towards the other end of the room.
Those things didn't pay attention to Harry's actions, but Harry was still blocked by the door. Looking down, he saw the key that fell to the ground, its wings were broken, and it looked like it was dying.
To be honest, it was when he saw the key that he realized that what was flying in the sky was not a bird, but a key.
"You could tell he was really cranky."
Harry was a little numb. He really didn't know what his opponent would be like if he faced Professor Quirrell head-on.
"Come here! Ron!" Harry shouted to Ron, and then walked into another room.
Ron glanced carefully at the keys flying above, then followed Harry's example, covered his face and rushed away.
"boom!"
"Ouch! Merlin's beard!" Ron rubbed his head that hit the wall. Sure enough, there are some drawbacks to rushing headlong.
"Ron, come here quickly! This thing..."
"I'm coming!"
When Ron walked into the next room, he saw a ruined wall.
"Is this wizard chess?" Ron picked up a horseshoe and said with some confusion.
Harry looked at the only king chess piece among the broken large chess pieces and said, "Is this a win in chess?"
"Maybe it's a more violent way." Ron shook his head and looked at the king who looked particularly dazzling under the light, "But why is this chess piece intact?"
"Because it's Quirrell himself."
Luke's voice came from behind the two of them.
When the two heard the sound, they immediately turned around excitedly. Ron said in surprise: "That's great! Luke! I knew you would come to us!"
Harry nodded expectantly, and when he saw Luke, he didn't seem so afraid of the angry Quirrell in front of him.
Luke looked at the king piece with a smile on his face, and then just shook his head.
"Qi Luo already regards himself as a king. The sudden power has gone to his head and made him lose his reason to judge you."
Harry saw the smile on Luke's face.
"What a pity, Ron. If the chess pieces here were not damaged, you might have played a great game of wizard chess."
Luke spoke without any regret. He had already guessed about the situation in front of him.
In order to save power, Voldemort will use his brain to solve the mechanisms here, and follow Dumbledore's design to solve these 'problems' that a few first-year wizards can solve.
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He may regard this as a challenge given to him by Dumbledore, and then overcome these levels with interest to show Dumbledore's incompetence.
But Quirrell is different. After gaining power, he will use his power uncontrollably. Unrestrained use of one's own power. This is a powerful performance.
"Okay, let's move on."
Luke said, pushing open the next door.
After passing the dead troll, they saw the table and the bottle. There is also the note on the table.
On the note is a classic logical reasoning question.
This question is a bit difficult for wizard students like Ron...
Ron stepped forward and took a look at the problem, then frowned: "What exactly is this problem?"
Harry looked at it and felt that there seemed to be some ideas in his head, but he didn't know when he could think seriously about it now. At this moment, Luke picked up the smallest bottle directly from the table.
He shook the bottle in front of his eyes.
"Does anyone want to come with me to meet the Dark Lord?"
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