The Alchemist of Harry Potter

Time is running out, it's too late!

Through a letter from the Minister of Magic, Quirrell managed to trick Dumbledore out of school, he knew it was time to act, and he had never been more prepared.

The first level of guarding the Philosopher's Stone is Lu Wei, the three-headed dog raised by Hagrid. According to the information purchased by Hagrid and Quirrell, it only takes a piece of music to make Lou Wei fall into a deep sleep.

After using the harp to easily get Lou Wei, Quirrell couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, opened the trapdoor on the ground, looked at the deep tunnel below, and began to recall the information he had purchased.

The second level is the Devil's Web arranged by Professor Sprout.

Quirrell hardly hesitated, then jumped down the tunnel, and when he was about to land, he cast a shock-absorbing spell on himself and gently landed on the devil's net.

Those damn plants start to come alive after they sense their prey.

Quirrell waved his wand into flames, dispelling all the devil's net around him, and soon managed to break free from the devil's net.

Selling any information is how to know these secrets.

Has that guy already been here?

Is that guy a conspiracy by Dumbledore to trick himself into taking the bait?

As he walked down the corridor, Quirrell's mind was full of doubts. He had already heard the sound. It was the key to the flight of the third level, and he needed to grab a rusty door-shaped key.

Quirrell saw the keys flying all over the sky, the broomstick, and the locked door.

After using the unlocking spell and the anti-unlocking spell to no avail, he could only reluctantly ride his broom and fly into the air to start a capture operation.

Rushing into the dense group of keys, Quirrell desperately grabbed and fished, but the key enchanted by Professor Flitwick was dodging so quickly that Quirrell was almost furious.

It took Quirrell half an hour to pass the level that should have been passed quickly before he finally grabbed the key, shoved it into the keyhole, and twisted the door to enter the fourth level: Wizard Chess.

Quirrell's own wizard chess skills were only average.

However, he didn't panic at all, and all the letters that were sent to him contained the trick to passing the wizard chess.

He didn't even think about trying it himself, but took out the strategy directly from his pocket, which was Albert's last time to clear the wizard's chess steps, played chess step by step, and easily passed the giant chessboard array carefully arranged by Professor McGonagall.

"It's well worth the money."

Quirrell said to himself when he looked at the fifth level he had arranged.

The troll security guards weren't really dangerous, their biggest problem was the stench, so Quirrell put a blister spell on himself.

Of course, Quirrell himself had his own experience on how to train trolls, otherwise he wouldn't have made trolls the fifth level.

Of course, when Dumbledore asked him for help, he was suggesting to hire a troll security guard from the goblins to protect things.

As soon as Quirrell entered the room, he waved his wand at the troll.

I saw that there were many lumps on the troll's head, it kept scratching its head, and finally knocked on the lump with the wooden stick in its hand, but it knocked out big lumps, and even staged a scene where it killed itself. Stunning comedy.

After passing the troll, the next step is Snape's logical reasoning riddle.

Quirrell glanced at the contents of the parchment on the table, and felt a bit of a headache. He rarely touched logical reasoning, and he had no talent in this area.

If you want to answer, it is estimated that it will consume a lot of time.

However, this time, Quirrell knew the answer directly, chose the smallest bottle, drank the potion directly, and then passed through the black flame to reach the seventh level, which was finally arranged by Dumbledore.

According to the information sold by all kinds of information, Dumbledore hid the magic stone in the Mirror of Erised. The best way is to pack the magic mirror and take it away, and then study it later.

However, how to blatantly remove it?

What's more, Quirrell spent so much time just to get the Philosopher's Stone,

He couldn't wait.

In the Mirror of Erised, Quirrell saw that he had obtained the Philosopher's Stone, and also obtained the power and status that he should have. Those who used to laugh at him were trembling at his feet.

"But where will the Philosopher's Stone be hidden?"

Quirrell tapped his hands along the surrounding frames, but nothing came of it. He didn't give up, checked again and again, but couldn't find where Dumbledore hid the Philosopher's Stone.

Obviously already close at hand, he will never tolerate his failure, and his master Voldemort will never tolerate it.

"What's up with this mirror? What exactly does it do? Help me, Master!" Quirrell had to turn to the Dark Lord for help.

"waste!"

Voldemort was very dissatisfied with Quirrell's incompetence. He looked at the mirror and said, "Dumbledore put some kind of magic on the Mirror of Erised, hiding the Philosopher's Stone in the mirror. The Mirror of Erised allows people to see What you desire, you need someone else to help you take it out of the mirror, and a wizard who desires the Philosopher's Stone may not be able to take the Philosopher's Stone out of the mirror."

"But, at this point in time, where to find other people!"

Quirrell was quite helpless. He suddenly realized how reliable the method given by the guy who sold all the news.

If you follow the other person's advice from the beginning, you won't waste a lot of time.

"What's the use of giving up your incompetence and stealing the magic mirror," Voldemort said, quite dissatisfied with Quirrell's incompetence.

Just when Quirrell was about to pack up the entire magic mirror and take it away, he heard footsteps not far away, and the famous Harry Potter actually appeared here.

Quirrell smiled, and had a good laugh!

Because the stupid Potter thought it was Snape who wanted to steal the Philosopher's Stone.

It seems that his performance was very successful.

Of course, it also had a lot to do with Snape really not looking like a good guy.

Quirrell easily controlled Harry and brought him to the Mirror of Erised, chattering about showing off his deeds. He also longed for someone to share it with, and loved seeing the incredible look on Potter's face.

Anyway, after getting the Philosopher's Stone, he would not let the other party live in the world again.

To blame, blame him for being too nosy.

"What did you see?" Quirrell asked expectantly.

"I saw myself winning the House Cup for Gryffindor," Harry replied, but another voice came from the room.

He is lying!

"Tell me the truth, what did you just see?" Quirrell pointed his wand at Harry's head, nearly stabbing him blind.

"Let me talk to him... face to face..."

The Dark Lord was equally interested in defeating his own Potter, however, which terrified and disturbed Quirrell.

Every time the Dark Lord consumes his stamina, Quirrell's life will be greatly weakened.

The blood of the unicorn did make Quirrell immortal, but his life was still being consumed, he was just immortal, and Quirrell was getting weaker and weaker now.

The Dark Lord really deserved to be the Dark Lord. He easily saw through Harry's lies and found the Philosopher's Stone that Dumbledore hid - in Harry's pocket.

Although Quirrell didn't know how Dumbledore did it, he didn't want to know, as long as he could get the Philosopher's Stone.

The Dark Lord did not snatch the Philosopher's Stone for the first time, but lured Potter to swear allegiance to him. There is no doubt that he failed.

Moreover, Harry Potter actually rushed to the black flames himself, which was extremely stupid, didn't he know the horror of those flames?

"Grab him, quick!" Voldemort screamed angrily.

Harry Potter will die if he dies, but he will never tolerate the other party destroying the Philosopher's Stone.

Quirrell, who was already ready, rushed up and knocked Harry to the ground. He rode on Harry Potter and grabbed the other's neck with both hands, preparing to strangle the savior to death first.

"My hand—my hand!" Quirrell found in horror where he was touching Harry's skin, and countless blisters began to appear, glowing red as if burned by fire.

"Fool, kill him with magic, hurry up!"

Voldemort's harsh voice echoed in Quirrell's mind.

When Quirrell was about to use magic to kill Harry, the other party also tried desperately to touch Quirrell's skin with both hands, causing him to scream in pain and unable to use magic.

As long as you kill Harry Potter and kill him, you will be able to get the Philosopher's Stone, you will be able to realize your wish, and you will have the power and power you want, and you will be a little bit closer to success.

Quirrell tried desperately to push Harry away from his grasp, but the agony almost overwhelmed his sanity.

Finally, Quirrell felt the fainted Harry Potter being pulled away from him.

Dumbledore, he actually came back.

At the moment Dumbledore appeared, Voldemort realized that he had failed, and the mutilated soul broke free from Quirrell's body, ran into the distance, and soon disappeared.

Voldemort's departure was almost the last straw that broke Quirrell. With his departure, Quirrell's life like a candle in the wind was about to go out.

Even the cursed life bestowed by the unicorn cannot prevent death from coming.

Quirrell fell to the ground, looking in the direction where Voldemort was fleeing, Dumbledore's figure reflected in his pupils, his lips moved lightly, and he murmured, "You liars!"

Quirrell was dead, but he didn't deserve mercy.

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