Chapter 112 Quirrell Must Si
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Yun Yin Shen
Chapter 112 Quirrell Must Si
With a groan of pain, the McGuffin turned into a snake as thick as a wrist.
The whole body is dark, about one meter long, with silver patterns dotted with stars all over the body, which looks very beautiful.
McGuffin felt that this strange body was strongly changing his consciousness and feelings.
After a while, he began to crawl on the ground according to his instinct.
During the process of walking, you can feel the coolness brought by the cold ground to your body, you can feel the delicate sound of the slow friction between the scales on your abdomen and the leaves accumulated on the ground, and you can feel the twisting and twisting of the spine and muscles of this body with every crawling...
Although the MacGuffin still retains a certain part of the human memory feeling,
But the frightening thing is that the instinct of the snake's body is mixed with McGuffin's own consciousness, making it remember the kind of human feeling - once felt pleasure, taste, etc., gradually began to lose temperature, like a black and white photo that has been sealed, but it just looks without the slightest feeling.
Moreover, those McGuffin's human senses in memory gradually began to blur in memory, and then were replaced by new snake-like senses.
Hearing, for example—the wave of voices coming from the Quidditch pitch had gradually begun to blur. Although he could still understand it, it took a while for McGuffin to figure out what it meant.
There is a translucent film near the eyelid, which can be clearly felt when the eyeball moves.
The coldness of the external environment struck, and a strong sense of drowsiness entered McGuffin's brain, driving him to move forward, looking for...
A thought keeps running through McGuffin's mind right now
—Let him find a cave full of warmth, humidity, and mud... sleep well.
Constantly driving him to meander, looking for...
Forehead! ... McGuffin reacted, he shuddered, and the snake kept trembling.
——Did I really turn my thoughts and feelings into a snake?
Fuck!How to restore it to its original state.
Fear and fear then turned into inexplicable anger burning vigorously in his heart.
——He will pay the price for Quirrell who made himself become like this.
McGuffin stood up the snake body, shook the oval snake head, and kept swinging the tail. Two golden vertical pupils stared fiercely at Quirrell.
A cruel and strange feeling filled his heart with anger.
Without a semblance of reason, only a beastly impulse
——I want him to open his mouth, show his fangs, pounce on him, and bite this guy bloody, in order to satisfy the desire in his heart.
"McGuffin Albert, don't be so angry! You should thank me for giving you the opportunity to experience this great magic, and you should feel honored..."
"And you should be able to feel the power of this magic, right? This can improve your magic talent as much as possible and make you stronger..."
Seeing that McGuffin was still spitting out the letter, he wanted to jump and bite.
"Okay, feel it well and calm down. Remember that you will only be rewarded if you obey my orders... This is just a small punishment."
"...I still have something to do now, you just stay here quietly and wait for me to come back, otherwise you will become the dinner of some dangerous magical animals here... Remember you are just a snake now..."
After finishing speaking, Quirrell left the shadowy clearing with a sneer and entered the dark forest.
……
Malfoy stood there in a daze, the 'war' between him and Ron had been hastily ended the moment the whistle sounded again.
They anxiously wanted to see what was going on?
The game was over - Harry had caught the Snitch, and Gryffindor had won.
All the Gryffindors around waved their flags and applauded their house's victory.
It was just the three of them, Slytherin, at a loss.
—Slytherin lost, lost again.
"Why did you lose...they still had the upper hand before they fought?"
Just between a few fists...
Malfoy stared, desperately preparing to take Goyle and Crabbe out of this place.
His face was bruised and swollen, and he was no different than the Quidditch players of the following two teams.
At this moment Percy flashed out from below.
"Malfoy, what are you doing here? What's going on with your face? According to the rules, students try not to hang around in the stands of other houses..." Percy said sternly.
"You also said, try not to..." Malfoy is really not in the mood to pay attention to Percy now. He originally wanted to trouble McGuffin, but he had a fight with Ron for no reason, and he thought he would definitely win the Slytherin Quidditch team but lost.
"You need to show respect to the prefect as much as possible, I don't like your attitude..." The expression on Percy's face was extremely indignant.
"Heh... just take care of your own brother." Malfoy sneered, turned his head to signal Percy to look at Ron, then turned around and took Goyle and the others away from here.
Percy saw Ron, who was constantly bleeding from the nose, and Hermione was casting a healing spell to stop the bleeding, but it didn't seem to work.
"Ron?!" Percy came angrily in front of Hermione and the others.
At this time, seeing Percy approaching aggressively to ask the crime, Neville, who had stood up and looked at nothing, was swaying and about to fall, and immediately passed out.
"Neville!" Ron called.
After Percy had no choice but to reprimand Ron, he took Neville to Mrs. Penrad below.
"Ron, are you going to explain to me what happened later?"
After Ron stopped the nosebleed a bit, he and Hermione jumped up and down on the chair with the others, waving to Harry and expressing their congratulations.
—but the nosebleeds started to squirt again.
……
On one side of the Quidditch pitch, Snape watched Gryffindors cheering and celebrating around Harry on the other side, and spit on the ground angrily.
And the entire Slytherin Quidditch team stood trembling in front of Snape.
"This is really a wonderful game, Professor Snape, please don't be too harsh on these little wizards..." Professor McGonagall came over, blushing, very excited, and praised his players to Professor Snape.
This made him even more embarrassed.
—When was it Slytherin's turn to be wronged?
But when Professor McGonagall said this, he couldn't say anything, not to mention that the potion he prepared was not intended to be used on these little wizards, but just to scare these guys and let them try their best to compete.
Unexpectedly, I still lost...
"You go to my office on Saturday night to close up and help me with the potion materials..."
Now that Professor McGonagall has stepped down, after Snape announced the punishment, he waved these little wizards to leave.
Snape squinted to see the Gryffindors celebrating with Harry on their shoulders
"It's exactly the same. Harry's father, that bastard James, won the competition in the same way! ... Speaking of bastards, where did that little first-year wizard who disgusted me even more go?"
With no doubts in his mind, Snape looked up into the distance.
In the distance, Hermione Granger and Ron Weasley were bouncing in the stands, and there was no sign of the MacGuffin Albert who was inseparable from them.
Thinking of this guy, Snape was furious.
Although there was no evidence for the previous incident between myself and Quirrell, there was a strong smell of MacGuffins in it-a hysterical smell of crazy Muggle wizards.
Except for this guy, not even the Weasley brothers were so daring.
In short, if this guy continues like this, Hogwarts will be blown up by him one day...
He didn't know what Dumbledore wanted this crazy Muggle student for? If he was the headmaster, this guy would have been kicked out of the school along with Quirrell...
Um?The two - Quirrell and McGuffin?seem to be gone...
Snape raised his head and scanned his surroundings, and even cast a trace spell to search the crowd at the Quidditch pitch, but there was no sign of them.
What is this...?
Do you want to find Quirrell in advance?
Snape asked Quirrell to go to the Forbidden Forest to discuss the Sorcerer's Stone tonight. Although Dumbledore only asked him to monitor Quirrell, as Quirrell's more and more blatant temptations, even the last time he assassinated Harry, and he always secretly pay attention to that McGuffin
...This made Snape decide to confront Quirrell head-on, let him show his feet, or force him to steal the Philosopher's Stone in advance... Only in this way can Harry's safety be guaranteed.
However, now that both Quirrell and McGuffin are away at the same time, is there any problem?
Snape shook his robes, and was about to leave here, looking for the traces of these two guys, and instinctively told himself that something was wrong.
But at this time, Dumbledore stood in front of him, saying that he wanted to discuss something with him.
After everything was dealt with, it was already dark, and there were only two or three little Gryffindor wizards still celebrating on the Quidditch pitch. (Snape suspected that Dumbledore, the crafty old fox, was stalling for time, but he didn't know why?)
Snape put on his cloak, avoiding everyone's eyes, and came to the Forbidden Forest.
……
McGuffin coiled himself into a 'lazy hairstyle', and piled up leaves on his body (with great effort) to slowly lower his body temperature, hide himself, and relieve the panic in his heart.
He instinctively spat out his words, fighting against the surge of drowsiness in his body, and being wary of all kinds of dangerous animals in the surrounding Forbidden Forest, such as some of Hagrid's 'cute' little pets—the eight-legged spider who regarded himself as a dessert for dinner.
I don't know how long it has passed, the time of the McGuffin itself is not very good, not to mention it has become a snake.
Now, the sky has gradually darkened, and the magic ecosystem deep in the Forbidden Forest is gradually waking up.
In the black and white world in the original MacGuffin's eyes, traces of various animal activities appeared in it accompanied by orange light.
Through this "infrared camera" eye, McGuffin saw the other side of the deep forest, where slap-sized bugs came and went in the dark and unknown corners. Some strange and magical animals hid in tree holes and branches, while some large and terrifying monsters hunted and preyed on the ground.
This made McGuffin feel uneasy, he scolded Quirrell in his heart, and then tried to wrap his body around a certain tallest tree, crawling from the tree to a certain branch at the tip of the treetop.
Not long after, a man in a cloak came here, and after a while, Quirrell deliberately pretended to rush over from outside.
Cloak off, - Snape!
He asked Quirrell in a stern voice, "What trick are you playing again? Quirrell? Where were you just now?"
"I'm-on the Quidditch-pitch... I-I, don't know why you-wan-chosen to meet here, Severus?" Quirrell stammered.
And at this moment, McGuffin saw a familiar figure landing beside him——Harry!
——This kid is brave!
But McGuffin wondered if he could reveal Quirrell's true face through Harry, and now he will get rid of Quirrell...
The matter of the blood curse should be resolved by the system!Anyway, the situation is so bad now that it can't get any worse.
This Quirrell is the most imminent threat to him, and he must be resolved first. As he said, McGuffin doesn't believe any word that Quirrell said.
He knew that things would not be as simple as just wanting to protect Quirrell's little secret. Voldemort must have other plans for letting Quirrell cast this spell on himself.
And he will never undo the blood curse for himself.
Well!
——It turned out to be a blood curse, why didn't I wake up earlier.What the hell is the blood curse, no wonder I couldn't find this curse even in the restricted area.
In short, no matter what conspiracy or request he has,...
I must kill him!
- Quirrell must die!
Only when he hangs up can he really have time to solve the blood curse with all his strength.
McGuffin tries to guide Harry to discover Quirrell's true colors.
"You shouldn't be here, Harry Potter!"
……
Harry rode a broomstick in the sky, and followed the sneaky Snape to the Forbidden Forest.
(Before he discovered that Snape mysteriously hid others to go to the Forbidden Forest, and suspected that this guy had an ulterior secret)
He slid slowly over the treetops, circling, carefully looking for Snape's trace.
It's a pity that the sky is too dark, and the trees in the Forbidden Forest are too dense, and it's impossible to see anything clearly in the dark.
When he was about to give up,
At last a voice was heard near a tall beech tree.
—it was Snape's voice.
Harry climbed onto the branch and looked through the leaves to a clearing full of dead leaves below. It was extremely dark below, and Harry could only see two vague figures.
Then another person's voice stuttered, and Harry realized it was Quirrell.
"...I, don't know why you'd-would-choose to meet here, Severus..."
"Oh, I don't think it should be made public. After all, students shouldn't know about the existence of the Philosopher's Stone."
When Harry heard Snape talk about the Sorcerer's Stone, he suddenly raised his attention and leaned forward a little, trying to hear it more clearly.
Harry then heard Snape threatening Quirrell, asking if he knew how to get past Hagrid's three-headed dog Fluffy? .
"I guess you don't want to be my enemy, Quirrell?"
Just as Snape was closing in on Quirrell, a strange but familiar voice sounded beside Harry.
"You shouldn't be here, Harry Potter!"
"McGuffin?"
Harry sounded a bit like his crazy friend, MacGuffin Albert,
——Why is he here?
When he looked back, he saw a big black snake with silver spots all over its body, as beautiful as the stars twinkling in the sky, raising its head and staring at him.
Harry immediately covered his mouth, but his body trembled in the fright, and the branches moved the leaves to make noises.
—Harry nearly fell from a tree.
Just at this time, an owl flew by and hooted loudly.
This made the people below - mainly Snape no longer suspicious.
"—your secret little trick, I'm waiting," said Snape.
Slowly, slowly, the snake approached, wrapped itself around Harry and pulled it, steadying itself again.
Then it backed away again, staring at Harry with two golden pupils, and said again, "Harry, you shouldn't be here... The Forbidden Forest is very dangerous, especially the two people below are even more dangerous to you..."
Harry took a few deep breaths, gradually regaining his composure.
I have experienced such an incident.
In the last summer vacation, at the reptile hall of the London Zoo, a huge boa constrictor once talked to himself, and he thought it was his own illusion at the time.
However, he had never seen such a snake before. The two eyes were not as small and bright as other snakes. The eyes of this snake were human-like, revealing indescribable emotions.
And why does his voice sound more and more like his friend - the mad wizard MacGuffin!
He tried to speak carefully and softly, "What do you mean? What, especially the following two are dangerous to me... And why do you know my name,... No, no, do you know a little wizard named MacGuffin Albert? Why does your voice sound like him... What do you know? What are you..."
The snake didn't answer Harry's continuous questions. Instead, it crawled around the branches and turned around. Finally, it left Harry with a sentence, "Get ready, Harry, you will eventually face your own destiny... When the truth comes out, trust your feelings, make the most suitable choice, and trust your instincts... Be brave to fight..."
"Let's go now! The Forbidden Forest at night is too dangerous for you, especially now that there are two more monsters in the Forbidden Forest..."
The snake disappeared into the shadows along the tree.
After Snape threatened Quirrell with cruel words, he covered his head with a cloak and strode away.
The sky darkened, and the Forbidden Forest suddenly became gloomy and gloomy.
Harry recalled what the godlike long snake had told him just now, and felt a chill in his heart, a little frightened. He shivered and didn't dare to wait any longer. He hurriedly and carefully rode his broom into the sky and flew towards Hogwarts Castle.
Harry took a last look, and in the Forbidden Forest, only Quirrell stood still in place, petrified, as if he was waiting for something.
(End of this chapter)
With a groan of pain, the McGuffin turned into a snake as thick as a wrist.
The whole body is dark, about one meter long, with silver patterns dotted with stars all over the body, which looks very beautiful.
McGuffin felt that this strange body was strongly changing his consciousness and feelings.
After a while, he began to crawl on the ground according to his instinct.
During the process of walking, you can feel the coolness brought by the cold ground to your body, you can feel the delicate sound of the slow friction between the scales on your abdomen and the leaves accumulated on the ground, and you can feel the twisting and twisting of the spine and muscles of this body with every crawling...
Although the MacGuffin still retains a certain part of the human memory feeling,
But the frightening thing is that the instinct of the snake's body is mixed with McGuffin's own consciousness, making it remember the kind of human feeling - once felt pleasure, taste, etc., gradually began to lose temperature, like a black and white photo that has been sealed, but it just looks without the slightest feeling.
Moreover, those McGuffin's human senses in memory gradually began to blur in memory, and then were replaced by new snake-like senses.
Hearing, for example—the wave of voices coming from the Quidditch pitch had gradually begun to blur. Although he could still understand it, it took a while for McGuffin to figure out what it meant.
There is a translucent film near the eyelid, which can be clearly felt when the eyeball moves.
The coldness of the external environment struck, and a strong sense of drowsiness entered McGuffin's brain, driving him to move forward, looking for...
A thought keeps running through McGuffin's mind right now
—Let him find a cave full of warmth, humidity, and mud... sleep well.
Constantly driving him to meander, looking for...
Forehead! ... McGuffin reacted, he shuddered, and the snake kept trembling.
——Did I really turn my thoughts and feelings into a snake?
Fuck!How to restore it to its original state.
Fear and fear then turned into inexplicable anger burning vigorously in his heart.
——He will pay the price for Quirrell who made himself become like this.
McGuffin stood up the snake body, shook the oval snake head, and kept swinging the tail. Two golden vertical pupils stared fiercely at Quirrell.
A cruel and strange feeling filled his heart with anger.
Without a semblance of reason, only a beastly impulse
——I want him to open his mouth, show his fangs, pounce on him, and bite this guy bloody, in order to satisfy the desire in his heart.
"McGuffin Albert, don't be so angry! You should thank me for giving you the opportunity to experience this great magic, and you should feel honored..."
"And you should be able to feel the power of this magic, right? This can improve your magic talent as much as possible and make you stronger..."
Seeing that McGuffin was still spitting out the letter, he wanted to jump and bite.
"Okay, feel it well and calm down. Remember that you will only be rewarded if you obey my orders... This is just a small punishment."
"...I still have something to do now, you just stay here quietly and wait for me to come back, otherwise you will become the dinner of some dangerous magical animals here... Remember you are just a snake now..."
After finishing speaking, Quirrell left the shadowy clearing with a sneer and entered the dark forest.
……
Malfoy stood there in a daze, the 'war' between him and Ron had been hastily ended the moment the whistle sounded again.
They anxiously wanted to see what was going on?
The game was over - Harry had caught the Snitch, and Gryffindor had won.
All the Gryffindors around waved their flags and applauded their house's victory.
It was just the three of them, Slytherin, at a loss.
—Slytherin lost, lost again.
"Why did you lose...they still had the upper hand before they fought?"
Just between a few fists...
Malfoy stared, desperately preparing to take Goyle and Crabbe out of this place.
His face was bruised and swollen, and he was no different than the Quidditch players of the following two teams.
At this moment Percy flashed out from below.
"Malfoy, what are you doing here? What's going on with your face? According to the rules, students try not to hang around in the stands of other houses..." Percy said sternly.
"You also said, try not to..." Malfoy is really not in the mood to pay attention to Percy now. He originally wanted to trouble McGuffin, but he had a fight with Ron for no reason, and he thought he would definitely win the Slytherin Quidditch team but lost.
"You need to show respect to the prefect as much as possible, I don't like your attitude..." The expression on Percy's face was extremely indignant.
"Heh... just take care of your own brother." Malfoy sneered, turned his head to signal Percy to look at Ron, then turned around and took Goyle and the others away from here.
Percy saw Ron, who was constantly bleeding from the nose, and Hermione was casting a healing spell to stop the bleeding, but it didn't seem to work.
"Ron?!" Percy came angrily in front of Hermione and the others.
At this time, seeing Percy approaching aggressively to ask the crime, Neville, who had stood up and looked at nothing, was swaying and about to fall, and immediately passed out.
"Neville!" Ron called.
After Percy had no choice but to reprimand Ron, he took Neville to Mrs. Penrad below.
"Ron, are you going to explain to me what happened later?"
After Ron stopped the nosebleed a bit, he and Hermione jumped up and down on the chair with the others, waving to Harry and expressing their congratulations.
—but the nosebleeds started to squirt again.
……
On one side of the Quidditch pitch, Snape watched Gryffindors cheering and celebrating around Harry on the other side, and spit on the ground angrily.
And the entire Slytherin Quidditch team stood trembling in front of Snape.
"This is really a wonderful game, Professor Snape, please don't be too harsh on these little wizards..." Professor McGonagall came over, blushing, very excited, and praised his players to Professor Snape.
This made him even more embarrassed.
—When was it Slytherin's turn to be wronged?
But when Professor McGonagall said this, he couldn't say anything, not to mention that the potion he prepared was not intended to be used on these little wizards, but just to scare these guys and let them try their best to compete.
Unexpectedly, I still lost...
"You go to my office on Saturday night to close up and help me with the potion materials..."
Now that Professor McGonagall has stepped down, after Snape announced the punishment, he waved these little wizards to leave.
Snape squinted to see the Gryffindors celebrating with Harry on their shoulders
"It's exactly the same. Harry's father, that bastard James, won the competition in the same way! ... Speaking of bastards, where did that little first-year wizard who disgusted me even more go?"
With no doubts in his mind, Snape looked up into the distance.
In the distance, Hermione Granger and Ron Weasley were bouncing in the stands, and there was no sign of the MacGuffin Albert who was inseparable from them.
Thinking of this guy, Snape was furious.
Although there was no evidence for the previous incident between myself and Quirrell, there was a strong smell of MacGuffins in it-a hysterical smell of crazy Muggle wizards.
Except for this guy, not even the Weasley brothers were so daring.
In short, if this guy continues like this, Hogwarts will be blown up by him one day...
He didn't know what Dumbledore wanted this crazy Muggle student for? If he was the headmaster, this guy would have been kicked out of the school along with Quirrell...
Um?The two - Quirrell and McGuffin?seem to be gone...
Snape raised his head and scanned his surroundings, and even cast a trace spell to search the crowd at the Quidditch pitch, but there was no sign of them.
What is this...?
Do you want to find Quirrell in advance?
Snape asked Quirrell to go to the Forbidden Forest to discuss the Sorcerer's Stone tonight. Although Dumbledore only asked him to monitor Quirrell, as Quirrell's more and more blatant temptations, even the last time he assassinated Harry, and he always secretly pay attention to that McGuffin
...This made Snape decide to confront Quirrell head-on, let him show his feet, or force him to steal the Philosopher's Stone in advance... Only in this way can Harry's safety be guaranteed.
However, now that both Quirrell and McGuffin are away at the same time, is there any problem?
Snape shook his robes, and was about to leave here, looking for the traces of these two guys, and instinctively told himself that something was wrong.
But at this time, Dumbledore stood in front of him, saying that he wanted to discuss something with him.
After everything was dealt with, it was already dark, and there were only two or three little Gryffindor wizards still celebrating on the Quidditch pitch. (Snape suspected that Dumbledore, the crafty old fox, was stalling for time, but he didn't know why?)
Snape put on his cloak, avoiding everyone's eyes, and came to the Forbidden Forest.
……
McGuffin coiled himself into a 'lazy hairstyle', and piled up leaves on his body (with great effort) to slowly lower his body temperature, hide himself, and relieve the panic in his heart.
He instinctively spat out his words, fighting against the surge of drowsiness in his body, and being wary of all kinds of dangerous animals in the surrounding Forbidden Forest, such as some of Hagrid's 'cute' little pets—the eight-legged spider who regarded himself as a dessert for dinner.
I don't know how long it has passed, the time of the McGuffin itself is not very good, not to mention it has become a snake.
Now, the sky has gradually darkened, and the magic ecosystem deep in the Forbidden Forest is gradually waking up.
In the black and white world in the original MacGuffin's eyes, traces of various animal activities appeared in it accompanied by orange light.
Through this "infrared camera" eye, McGuffin saw the other side of the deep forest, where slap-sized bugs came and went in the dark and unknown corners. Some strange and magical animals hid in tree holes and branches, while some large and terrifying monsters hunted and preyed on the ground.
This made McGuffin feel uneasy, he scolded Quirrell in his heart, and then tried to wrap his body around a certain tallest tree, crawling from the tree to a certain branch at the tip of the treetop.
Not long after, a man in a cloak came here, and after a while, Quirrell deliberately pretended to rush over from outside.
Cloak off, - Snape!
He asked Quirrell in a stern voice, "What trick are you playing again? Quirrell? Where were you just now?"
"I'm-on the Quidditch-pitch... I-I, don't know why you-wan-chosen to meet here, Severus?" Quirrell stammered.
And at this moment, McGuffin saw a familiar figure landing beside him——Harry!
——This kid is brave!
But McGuffin wondered if he could reveal Quirrell's true face through Harry, and now he will get rid of Quirrell...
The matter of the blood curse should be resolved by the system!Anyway, the situation is so bad now that it can't get any worse.
This Quirrell is the most imminent threat to him, and he must be resolved first. As he said, McGuffin doesn't believe any word that Quirrell said.
He knew that things would not be as simple as just wanting to protect Quirrell's little secret. Voldemort must have other plans for letting Quirrell cast this spell on himself.
And he will never undo the blood curse for himself.
Well!
——It turned out to be a blood curse, why didn't I wake up earlier.What the hell is the blood curse, no wonder I couldn't find this curse even in the restricted area.
In short, no matter what conspiracy or request he has,...
I must kill him!
- Quirrell must die!
Only when he hangs up can he really have time to solve the blood curse with all his strength.
McGuffin tries to guide Harry to discover Quirrell's true colors.
"You shouldn't be here, Harry Potter!"
……
Harry rode a broomstick in the sky, and followed the sneaky Snape to the Forbidden Forest.
(Before he discovered that Snape mysteriously hid others to go to the Forbidden Forest, and suspected that this guy had an ulterior secret)
He slid slowly over the treetops, circling, carefully looking for Snape's trace.
It's a pity that the sky is too dark, and the trees in the Forbidden Forest are too dense, and it's impossible to see anything clearly in the dark.
When he was about to give up,
At last a voice was heard near a tall beech tree.
—it was Snape's voice.
Harry climbed onto the branch and looked through the leaves to a clearing full of dead leaves below. It was extremely dark below, and Harry could only see two vague figures.
Then another person's voice stuttered, and Harry realized it was Quirrell.
"...I, don't know why you'd-would-choose to meet here, Severus..."
"Oh, I don't think it should be made public. After all, students shouldn't know about the existence of the Philosopher's Stone."
When Harry heard Snape talk about the Sorcerer's Stone, he suddenly raised his attention and leaned forward a little, trying to hear it more clearly.
Harry then heard Snape threatening Quirrell, asking if he knew how to get past Hagrid's three-headed dog Fluffy? .
"I guess you don't want to be my enemy, Quirrell?"
Just as Snape was closing in on Quirrell, a strange but familiar voice sounded beside Harry.
"You shouldn't be here, Harry Potter!"
"McGuffin?"
Harry sounded a bit like his crazy friend, MacGuffin Albert,
——Why is he here?
When he looked back, he saw a big black snake with silver spots all over its body, as beautiful as the stars twinkling in the sky, raising its head and staring at him.
Harry immediately covered his mouth, but his body trembled in the fright, and the branches moved the leaves to make noises.
—Harry nearly fell from a tree.
Just at this time, an owl flew by and hooted loudly.
This made the people below - mainly Snape no longer suspicious.
"—your secret little trick, I'm waiting," said Snape.
Slowly, slowly, the snake approached, wrapped itself around Harry and pulled it, steadying itself again.
Then it backed away again, staring at Harry with two golden pupils, and said again, "Harry, you shouldn't be here... The Forbidden Forest is very dangerous, especially the two people below are even more dangerous to you..."
Harry took a few deep breaths, gradually regaining his composure.
I have experienced such an incident.
In the last summer vacation, at the reptile hall of the London Zoo, a huge boa constrictor once talked to himself, and he thought it was his own illusion at the time.
However, he had never seen such a snake before. The two eyes were not as small and bright as other snakes. The eyes of this snake were human-like, revealing indescribable emotions.
And why does his voice sound more and more like his friend - the mad wizard MacGuffin!
He tried to speak carefully and softly, "What do you mean? What, especially the following two are dangerous to me... And why do you know my name,... No, no, do you know a little wizard named MacGuffin Albert? Why does your voice sound like him... What do you know? What are you..."
The snake didn't answer Harry's continuous questions. Instead, it crawled around the branches and turned around. Finally, it left Harry with a sentence, "Get ready, Harry, you will eventually face your own destiny... When the truth comes out, trust your feelings, make the most suitable choice, and trust your instincts... Be brave to fight..."
"Let's go now! The Forbidden Forest at night is too dangerous for you, especially now that there are two more monsters in the Forbidden Forest..."
The snake disappeared into the shadows along the tree.
After Snape threatened Quirrell with cruel words, he covered his head with a cloak and strode away.
The sky darkened, and the Forbidden Forest suddenly became gloomy and gloomy.
Harry recalled what the godlike long snake had told him just now, and felt a chill in his heart, a little frightened. He shivered and didn't dare to wait any longer. He hurriedly and carefully rode his broom into the sky and flew towards Hogwarts Castle.
Harry took a last look, and in the Forbidden Forest, only Quirrell stood still in place, petrified, as if he was waiting for something.
(End of this chapter)
