Study Days at Hogwarts

  Chapter 395 The Story of Quirina Schiro (3)

  In the morning, Quirrell was awakened by the sound of rain outside the window. He suddenly stood up from the bed, a severe pain spread all over his body, and he couldn't help but bared his teeth.

  Last night, Quirrell's master, the famous Dark Lord, used black magic to punish him because he was dissatisfied with his efficiency.

   Voldemort is not a benevolent master, and the negative effects of the Cruciatus Curse still make Quirrell sore all over.

  He stretched out his hand to cover his cheek to hide the pain on his face. It wasn't that his efficiency was low, but that this kind of thing couldn't be done quickly.

The professor who can be invited by Dumbledore to set up levels for the Sorcerer's Stone has his own skills. Even if he can subdue one or two, and press for information about the mechanism that protects the Sorcerer's Stone, he will definitely expose himself, let alone steal it. With the Philosopher's Stone gone, it's a question of whether he can escape from the school.

   Moreover, the professors were all told by Dumbledore not to reveal to anyone the organization that protects the Sorcerer's Stone. They don't know what the organization of other professors is except themselves.

Of course, Quirrell is no exception, and he dare not ask other professors blatantly. He can only lead the topic in this direction inadvertently through daily communication. For example, today I saw someone sneaking into the restricted corridor on the fourth floor. Bitten by the three-headed dog.

However, after more than a month, Quirrell still has nothing. His master is losing patience. It was a warning last night. If Quirrell cannot complete the task, he will do it himself when Voldemort accumulates his strength. By then his life It will burn out as quickly as a blooming firework.

  Quirrell struggled to get up from the bed, and poured himself a cup of pain-suppressing potion. He came to the mirror and looked at the pale young man in the mirror.

Quirrell turned sideways. In the mirror, there was a terrifying face on the back of Quirrell's head. It was Voldemort. His eyes were closed tightly, and there were two slender nostrils underneath. The face has no nose.

   This is the terrible punishment Voldemort gave him after Quirrell failed last time. He possessed Quirrell's body, using his life as nourishment, slowly recovering his physical strength.

  However, considering the difficulty of Quirrell's mission, Voldemort has been in a semi-dormant state, slowly accumulating physical strength, and avoiding excessive consumption of Quirrell's life.

However, at the moment when Quirrell was possessed by Voldemort, his life entered a countdown. If he failed to get the Philosopher's Stone, he would die in a short time, so Voldemort was not worried that Quirrell would not try his best to help him steal magic. Shi, but Quirrell's slow progress made the Dark Lord very dissatisfied.

"I will succeed, I will definitely get the Philosopher's Stone." Quirrell murmured to the mirror, he took a large scarf from the shelf next to him, hid the face on the back of his head, and did not forget to give the scarf Use magic to prevent someone from tearing off the big scarf on his head when he is not paying attention.

  Qiluo didn't forget that not long ago, Peeves, who was famous for being mischievous in school, had his eyes on the big scarf on his head, and even tried to pull the scarf off to see if there was garlic in it. Fortunately, he reacted in time, otherwise God knows what would have happened.

  Since that incident, Quirrell has been very careful, and he will cast a spell on his scarf to prevent Peeves or other students from forcibly pulling the scarf off his head.

After packing everything up and cheering himself up, Quirrell went to the auditorium to eat as usual. When passing by the fourth floor, Quirrell vaguely saw a familiar figure walking towards him, so he couldn't help speeding up his pace, and abducted Turned a few turns to throw off the opponent.

   Albert Anderson.

   Hogwarts is a talented wizard full of talent.

  However, this student who most professors like very much is one of the few people Quirrell doesn't want to see at Hogwarts.

  He simply couldn't understand why the other party had so many tricky questions. The entire Hogwarts students together might not necessarily have as many questions as Albert.

Every third-year Gryffindor class, this Hogwarts genius would always ask him questions, even in class, if he met halfway after class, he would still be asked, those tricky questions would not Easy to answer, Quirrell felt that he might be driven crazy by the other party at any time.

For this reason, Quirrell now chooses to walk around Albert, so as not to be bumped into by the other party again. However, even though he has achieved this level, Quirrell finds that he can still meet each other often, as if Albert He knows exactly where he is.

   Quirrell once consulted other professors at Hogwarts about this, and everyone said that Albert had a very good relationship with the previous two Defense Against the Dark Arts professors.

   Frequently asking questions to the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor is also considered normal.

  Especially when Quirrell knew that his appointment and appointment would often invite Albert over for afternoon tea, the expression on his face was completely froze, and he resisted directly cursing people.

  Damn genius, **** Albert.

   Invited the other party to have tea in the afternoon?

snort!

   If possible, he certainly wouldn't mind asking the other party to taste the Cruciatus Curse as well.

   Quirrell thought viciously.

  Just had a meal in the dining room, casually chatted with Professor Flitwick next to him, and involuntarily turned his gaze to the Gryffindor table, where Harry Potter was eating.

  The famous Harry Potter.

  Perhaps, if he can find an opportunity to kill him, he will definitely be rewarded by the Dark Lord!

   Quirrell knew that Harry Potter was interested in the restricted corridor on the fourth floor, and maybe let him be killed by the dog. Well, that's a pretty good idea.

  Or, when he was playing a Quidditch match, let him fall from a height and die.

   While Quirrell was thinking about **** Potter, a large number of owls poured into the hall with letters and packages. Among them, a white owl flew towards the teachers' bench and threw a small package in front of Quirrell.

   Quirrell had no idea that he would receive an owl mail.

   After all, he hasn't mail-ordered anything lately.

  Who sent it?

   Quirrell's eyes fell on the sender:

  Harry Potter?

   At this moment, his mind was a little confused, and he instinctively looked at Harry Potter's position.

  Qi Luo couldn't understand why the famous savior would send things to himself.

  However, Quirrell didn't open the package right away, but put it away, and waited until he finished the morning class and returned to his office before taking the time to open the package.

   There was also a letter inside the package, plus a strange bottle.

   Quirrell opened the letter first, and the letter told what was in the bottle.

   It's just that Quirrell can't understand, what does this thing have to do with the treasure in the treasure map?

   What is the vampire retreat amulet?

  The moment Quirrell opened the bottle, he regretted it, and the terrible smell filled the room, making him want to vomit.

  Instinct allowed him to reseal the bottle immediately.

   At this moment, countless thoughts flashed through Quirrell's mind, was he teased by the savior Potter?

   No, it shouldn't be.

   Could it be that the sender was not Harry Potter at all, but just sent a letter to himself in the name of Harry Potter?

   Quirrell suddenly remembered something.

   Not long ago, a pair of red-haired twins tried to recommend him a vampire talisman that smelled of garlic?

   Could it be...they?

   They sent themselves this thing in the name of Harry Potter, just to tease themselves?

   Thinking of this, Quirrell's cheeks twisted.

  However, he quickly calmed down, because the possibility of this is not high.

   Unless, the red-haired twins want to frame Harry Potter?

   But why would they do this?

   No, it shouldn't be.

   After all, one of the Weasley boys was friends with Harry Potter, so they shouldn't have done it.

  There is only one possibility now.

   Is this really a gift from Harry Potter?

   But why did Harry Potter do this?

   Quirrell thought carefully about Harry Potter's motives, and then looked at the contents of the parchment, suddenly realized.

   It turned out that this amulet was for him to expel vampires.

  Last time, Quirrell mentioned in front of the class that he was afraid of being troubled by vampires.

  Although he wanted to understand the reason, he didn't know why he didn't appreciate the savior who sent him the amulet at all, and even wanted to kill Harry Potter.

   Negligence, it should be the story of Quirina Schillo (4). The title cannot be changed.

  (end of this chapter)