Chapter 129 Prelude
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Yun Yin Shen
Chapter 129 Prelude
at the same time……
Hogwarts third floor, Quirrell's office.
In the corner near the window, at some point, a large rectangular glass tank appeared, which could probably fit a person horizontally.
It was empty inside, filled with stones, streams, and dead branches. It was about the thickness of an arm, about a meter long, dark, and covered with silvery star-shaped spots, entangled with dead branches, perched and coiled inside.
Snape surveyed the room, especially the large glass tank.
——I haven’t had this thing since yesterday.
——What kind of trick is this Quirrell?
Doubts flashed through his mind.
Snape sensed something was wrong with this thing, this snake.
——As soon as I came in, I frantically hit the glass jar with my body... and the snake's eyes felt like it belonged to...a familiar person.
"Damn MacGuffin Albert! Why are you thinking of him again..."
Snape hurriedly pushed out the thoughts of that little lunatic wizard that had come to his mind.
No matter what Dumbledore said, Snape himself didn't want to have anything to do with this annoying little wizard.
Now, here's another annoying idiot...
He looked impatiently at Quirrell, who was standing by the chair with a pretentious face.
This shoddy, crappy acting...
……
Quirrell let out a long breath when Snape finally stopped looking at the 'McGuffin'.
boom!boom!boom……
Looking at the long snake that McGuffin turned into, it was still madly smashing the glass with its body.
Quirrell knew that going on like this was not the answer.
"Professor Snape-p-p, I'm going to feed the pet...hey-feed lunch..." he stammered, and hurriedly took out a mouse bait from the drawer.
Snape stepped out of the way.
Quirrell came to the glass jar, opened the lid, and threw the little mouse into it.
The original limbs were stiff, as if the mouse had already died. As soon as it landed on the ground, it jumped around alive and kicked around the 'McGuffin' in the glass tank. It seemed to be frightened.
McGuffin shook his snake's head (head), trying to shake aside the idea of swallowing the little mouse in one bite.
He's been turning into this snake all morning...and it looks like Quirrell isn't going to turn him back just yet.
McGuffin can't figure it out, isn't Quirrell afraid that someone will find (McGuffin) his disappearance?
What is this guy trying to do to himself?
He was frightened so hard to cast the blood curse on himself, surely it would be useful?
When Snape came into Quirrell's office, he thought that the note he had given to Harry and the others had worked, but he didn't expect that to be the case?
He just looked at the weird portraits on the walls around Quirrell's office, and all kinds of weird decorations, and then he focused his eyes on the fish tank that suddenly appeared in the corner, looking at himself through the glass.
The MacGuffin frantically banged on the walls of the tank trying to get the guy's attention...
--boom!boom!boom!
——Even the body of a snake is painful enough!
Until Quirrell couldn't stand it anymore, fearing to attract Snape's attention, he threw a mouse into the glass box.
At this time, he stopped hitting.
——Yes, McGuffin can feel that the instinct on the snake's body is gradually eroding his sanity!
Just like... now!
A burning desire took over almost half of his mind.
He was completely filled with... the idea of wanting to jump right over and swallow that squeaky rat in one gulp.
McGuffin didn't know if normal snakes felt the same as him now.He sucked the letter, licked the scales near the mouth, the back of the snake's head, the nearby scales and muscles tightened hard, staring at the mouse, its tail kept shaking.
He felt the constant secretion of gastric juice inside his body, burning himself.
Desire, desire,... Swallow it into the stomach... The strong bloodthirsty beast in the body, the instinct of hunting appetite drives his body to act quickly.
McGuffin tried hard to defend the line with his remaining rationality, suppressing this impulse.
But in the end...
……
Snape looked at it in disgust.
——The boa constrictor, with its tail upright, ejected quickly, directly entangled and squeezed the mouse until it suffocated, and then immediately threw it aside like throwing away a toy.
It's...disgusting!
"Hurry up and finish what Dumbledore told you and leave here, I really don't want to stay here at all." Snape thought to himself.
Snape stopped staring at the strange long snake, turned his attention to Quirrell, and said in a cold voice, "Quelinus Quirrell! Did you mess it up!... Is this your secret little trick?"
"Coco-co, Severus, I-I don't understand what you-what do you mean-think?"
"Don't lie to me, I know you did it. You wrote to the Ministry of Magic to inform Hogwarts to start teaching ancient magic. The evidence is the toy rocket broom made by MacGuffin Albert?! ... And the thing about the Halloween troll, you also revealed the thing about war magic to those stupid vultures in the Law Department of the Ministry of Magic, right? That's why they have such detailed information that they can summon Dumbledore to the Ministry of Magic today." Snape said, taking a step forward, staring at Stranger There was a chill in Luo's expression.
"I-I don't-don't know what you-are talking about? I-I..."
"Do you think I don't know who taught the ancient magic to that little lunatic McGuffin? I know...During the Christmas holiday, this little wizard was taken into the Forbidden Forest by you and locked up. No unicorn was hurt before. Someone murdered and wanted to hunt for unicorn blood. As a student of black magic, it is impossible for you not to know the curse and use of unicorns! You find an excuse to go to the Forbidden Forest. A treatise on magic. Are you treating all the professors at Hogwarts as blind and foolish?"
"But I—no-no..."
"Very good!" Snape interrupted Quirrell, he couldn't bear the poor acting skills of this guy who could only stutter, anyway, what Dumbledore asked for had been done.
——I have already disclosed the news of Dumbledore's departure from Hogwarts to this guy, so I can leave.
"Very good!...It seems that you have already decided who you will be loyal to, and we have nothing to talk about..."
"I'll keep an eye on you...you do it for yourself!"
After Snape finished speaking, he turned and left Quirrell's office.
……
When Snape left, Quirrell twisted his face and pulled into a weird smile, as if laughing to himself. .
"Master...our plan has succeeded...Dumbledore has left...tonight can be..."
McGuffin looked at the dead mouse over there in the glass jar, still feeling sick and terrified.
——I can't go on like this!If I go on like this, I will definitely become a snake.
He raised the snake's head and looked at the 'skin-faced' with cold eyes.
Quirrell flattered and talked to himself, looking smart.
He was no stranger to it, the whole morning Quirrell was either looking at him with his 'scaly' eyes, or talking to himself flatteringly, asking for credit from his master Voldemort.
But Voldemort never responded to this guy... but this time it seemed different.
"Okay... okay... you want to bring that little wizard?" Quirrell's voice was full of surprise, and he cast his malicious eyes on the McGuffin in the glass jar.
ah!Forehead!
- Quirrell hugged the big scarf, moaning in pain, and black and gray marks spread from the back of the neck to the front of the face.
It took a long time to recover, he continued.
"Master... I didn't question it... I didn't question it... I'm just afraid that this little guy will run away halfway, what should I do?"
"let me……"
At this time, a man's voice sounded.
His voice was strangely high-pitched, revealing exhaustion and weakness that could not be concealed, even so, it was as cold as the cold wind.
Although there are only a few short words... But the scary-looking monsters in the weird 'wanted warrant' parchment pictures around the walls huddled together, trembling, and even caused the whole picture to tremble non-stop.
As soon as McGuffin heard these words, his whole body trembled, and all muscles and nerves were completely frozen as if they were placed in the Antarctic for an instant.
— Voldemort's voice!
This was McGuffin's first real contact with the Dark Lord. At this time, he seemed to be able to understand where people's fear of Voldemort in the wizarding world came from.
The hissing, cold and sharp voice seemed to have incredible magic power in itself, and the words alone made him feel as if he had fallen into an endless dark, terrifying abyss.
Then, Quirrell walked backwards in a weird posture, with the back of his head facing him, and during the process, his hands and feet turned 180 degrees, and when he came to the glass tank, it made people feel that the back of his head was the front.
"Follow... obey orders..."
'Big scarf' said softly to McGuffin, full of an irrefutable tone.
McGuffin had never heard such a clear voice, except talking to Harry this morning...he realized right away that it was Parseltongue, it was Voldemort...
He (the body of the snake) immediately collapsed into a ball upon hearing this, like a black watering hose that has lost its flow.
Finally, before the McGuffin spun and lost consciousness, all he could remember was staring at the big purple scarf involuntarily, as if worshiping.
……
At this time, in the Gryffindor dormitory.
The trio was discussing what the note meant?
The lightning scar on Harry's forehead was burning hot, as if someone had held a red-hot iron rod against his forehead and poked it back and forth.
He clutched the scar on his forehead tightly, groaning in pain, almost couldn't stand upright, and fell to the ground.
"Harry! Harry... are you alright!" Ron and Hermione hurriedly put down the note, helped Harry to lie on the bed, and asked anxiously.
It took a long time for Harry to wake up, frowning.
"You should see Madam Pomfrey!" Hermione suggested.
"I'm not sick," Harry said, "I don't know why, but I seem to feel the presence of the McGuffin... He seems to have passed out... Trapped in a narrow place... and can't speak, like turned into some kind of animal..."
"He must have been discovered by Snape. That's why he turned...maybe into a snake." Ron immediately matched his opinion with what he had said about the note earlier, "It must be like this... yes, he must have thought of something, so he went to investigate...and was caught."
"If this is true, then Snape will steal the Philosopher's Stone tonight," said Harry.
Hermione looked at these two guys talking to each other, almost as if she saw what happened with her own eyes, and felt that the topic was about to slide to the edge of breaking the school rules.
She immediately said, "Harry Ron, what are you thinking? We are now looking for MacGuffins, not here to find clues about the Sorcerer's Stone... Now that Professor Dumbledore is in Hogwarts, not to mention where Lu Wei is holding hands, it is impossible for Snape to pass through. Harry, don't you remember the last time Snape tried to pass there and got an end?"
"And Ron, this note is not evidence at all! What's more, you omitted so many words in the middle... Can this still be the original meaning?"
"We should tell McGonagall or other professors about McGuffin's disappearance now... Of course, if he is really kidnapped by Snape, he can be found out soon."
Although what Hermione said was logical and reasonable.
But Harry still felt uneasy.
The intuition in his heart kept reminding him of what he had forgotten... What McGuffin knew, they could also know.
——Why did he think Snape could pass Lu Wei?The last time this guy was clearly trying to pass, his leg was almost bitten off... He would not have found out from Hagrid how to subdue the three-headed dog. Hagrid would not have betrayed Professor Dumbledore.
The uneasiness grew, and Harry felt more and more like he was forgetting something important to connect with it.
Hagrid... Hagrid...
—that dragon!
Harry jumped up, took Hermione Ron and the others to Hagrid's cabin.
'Hi!Hagrid! ...do you know what the man who sold you the dragon looked like? "Harry asked Hagrid pretending to be casual.
"Dunno—he wouldn't take off his cloak, kept the hood on the whole time..." said Hagrid casually, busy peeling peas.
After hearing this sentence, Hermione and Ron probably knew what Harry was trying to do?Unstoppable surprise and horror appeared on their faces.
After some routines, Hagrid accidentally revealed the method to subdue Lu Wei.
"...So I told him that Lu Wei is actually very easy to deal with, as long as you know how to calm him down and play some music to him, he will fall asleep on the top—"
"I shouldn't have told you this stuff!" Hagrid suddenly showed a look of horror on his face. "You must forget what I said-hey! Where are you going..."
On the way back to the hall, the three of them said nothing, their faces gloomy.
They all got it.
A hooded wizard knows the way through Fluffy.
"...Is there anything more coincidental than this? Hagrid just wanted a dragon, and someone brought it to him. He also asked how to subdue the three-headed dog..."
—How could he not have thought of it?The MacGuffin must have known this...
Harry felt remorseful, and immediately thought of the hooded shadow who intended to hurt the unicorn last night.
— that's not it, Snape!It's Voldemort!It must be one of his two, it's not such a coincidence...
- The Philosopher's Stone will 'disappear' tonight, and the MacGuffin...
Harry couldn't breathe just thinking about it.
(End of this chapter)
at the same time……
Hogwarts third floor, Quirrell's office.
In the corner near the window, at some point, a large rectangular glass tank appeared, which could probably fit a person horizontally.
It was empty inside, filled with stones, streams, and dead branches. It was about the thickness of an arm, about a meter long, dark, and covered with silvery star-shaped spots, entangled with dead branches, perched and coiled inside.
Snape surveyed the room, especially the large glass tank.
——I haven’t had this thing since yesterday.
——What kind of trick is this Quirrell?
Doubts flashed through his mind.
Snape sensed something was wrong with this thing, this snake.
——As soon as I came in, I frantically hit the glass jar with my body... and the snake's eyes felt like it belonged to...a familiar person.
"Damn MacGuffin Albert! Why are you thinking of him again..."
Snape hurriedly pushed out the thoughts of that little lunatic wizard that had come to his mind.
No matter what Dumbledore said, Snape himself didn't want to have anything to do with this annoying little wizard.
Now, here's another annoying idiot...
He looked impatiently at Quirrell, who was standing by the chair with a pretentious face.
This shoddy, crappy acting...
……
Quirrell let out a long breath when Snape finally stopped looking at the 'McGuffin'.
boom!boom!boom……
Looking at the long snake that McGuffin turned into, it was still madly smashing the glass with its body.
Quirrell knew that going on like this was not the answer.
"Professor Snape-p-p, I'm going to feed the pet...hey-feed lunch..." he stammered, and hurriedly took out a mouse bait from the drawer.
Snape stepped out of the way.
Quirrell came to the glass jar, opened the lid, and threw the little mouse into it.
The original limbs were stiff, as if the mouse had already died. As soon as it landed on the ground, it jumped around alive and kicked around the 'McGuffin' in the glass tank. It seemed to be frightened.
McGuffin shook his snake's head (head), trying to shake aside the idea of swallowing the little mouse in one bite.
He's been turning into this snake all morning...and it looks like Quirrell isn't going to turn him back just yet.
McGuffin can't figure it out, isn't Quirrell afraid that someone will find (McGuffin) his disappearance?
What is this guy trying to do to himself?
He was frightened so hard to cast the blood curse on himself, surely it would be useful?
When Snape came into Quirrell's office, he thought that the note he had given to Harry and the others had worked, but he didn't expect that to be the case?
He just looked at the weird portraits on the walls around Quirrell's office, and all kinds of weird decorations, and then he focused his eyes on the fish tank that suddenly appeared in the corner, looking at himself through the glass.
The MacGuffin frantically banged on the walls of the tank trying to get the guy's attention...
--boom!boom!boom!
——Even the body of a snake is painful enough!
Until Quirrell couldn't stand it anymore, fearing to attract Snape's attention, he threw a mouse into the glass box.
At this time, he stopped hitting.
——Yes, McGuffin can feel that the instinct on the snake's body is gradually eroding his sanity!
Just like... now!
A burning desire took over almost half of his mind.
He was completely filled with... the idea of wanting to jump right over and swallow that squeaky rat in one gulp.
McGuffin didn't know if normal snakes felt the same as him now.He sucked the letter, licked the scales near the mouth, the back of the snake's head, the nearby scales and muscles tightened hard, staring at the mouse, its tail kept shaking.
He felt the constant secretion of gastric juice inside his body, burning himself.
Desire, desire,... Swallow it into the stomach... The strong bloodthirsty beast in the body, the instinct of hunting appetite drives his body to act quickly.
McGuffin tried hard to defend the line with his remaining rationality, suppressing this impulse.
But in the end...
……
Snape looked at it in disgust.
——The boa constrictor, with its tail upright, ejected quickly, directly entangled and squeezed the mouse until it suffocated, and then immediately threw it aside like throwing away a toy.
It's...disgusting!
"Hurry up and finish what Dumbledore told you and leave here, I really don't want to stay here at all." Snape thought to himself.
Snape stopped staring at the strange long snake, turned his attention to Quirrell, and said in a cold voice, "Quelinus Quirrell! Did you mess it up!... Is this your secret little trick?"
"Coco-co, Severus, I-I don't understand what you-what do you mean-think?"
"Don't lie to me, I know you did it. You wrote to the Ministry of Magic to inform Hogwarts to start teaching ancient magic. The evidence is the toy rocket broom made by MacGuffin Albert?! ... And the thing about the Halloween troll, you also revealed the thing about war magic to those stupid vultures in the Law Department of the Ministry of Magic, right? That's why they have such detailed information that they can summon Dumbledore to the Ministry of Magic today." Snape said, taking a step forward, staring at Stranger There was a chill in Luo's expression.
"I-I don't-don't know what you-are talking about? I-I..."
"Do you think I don't know who taught the ancient magic to that little lunatic McGuffin? I know...During the Christmas holiday, this little wizard was taken into the Forbidden Forest by you and locked up. No unicorn was hurt before. Someone murdered and wanted to hunt for unicorn blood. As a student of black magic, it is impossible for you not to know the curse and use of unicorns! You find an excuse to go to the Forbidden Forest. A treatise on magic. Are you treating all the professors at Hogwarts as blind and foolish?"
"But I—no-no..."
"Very good!" Snape interrupted Quirrell, he couldn't bear the poor acting skills of this guy who could only stutter, anyway, what Dumbledore asked for had been done.
——I have already disclosed the news of Dumbledore's departure from Hogwarts to this guy, so I can leave.
"Very good!...It seems that you have already decided who you will be loyal to, and we have nothing to talk about..."
"I'll keep an eye on you...you do it for yourself!"
After Snape finished speaking, he turned and left Quirrell's office.
……
When Snape left, Quirrell twisted his face and pulled into a weird smile, as if laughing to himself. .
"Master...our plan has succeeded...Dumbledore has left...tonight can be..."
McGuffin looked at the dead mouse over there in the glass jar, still feeling sick and terrified.
——I can't go on like this!If I go on like this, I will definitely become a snake.
He raised the snake's head and looked at the 'skin-faced' with cold eyes.
Quirrell flattered and talked to himself, looking smart.
He was no stranger to it, the whole morning Quirrell was either looking at him with his 'scaly' eyes, or talking to himself flatteringly, asking for credit from his master Voldemort.
But Voldemort never responded to this guy... but this time it seemed different.
"Okay... okay... you want to bring that little wizard?" Quirrell's voice was full of surprise, and he cast his malicious eyes on the McGuffin in the glass jar.
ah!Forehead!
- Quirrell hugged the big scarf, moaning in pain, and black and gray marks spread from the back of the neck to the front of the face.
It took a long time to recover, he continued.
"Master... I didn't question it... I didn't question it... I'm just afraid that this little guy will run away halfway, what should I do?"
"let me……"
At this time, a man's voice sounded.
His voice was strangely high-pitched, revealing exhaustion and weakness that could not be concealed, even so, it was as cold as the cold wind.
Although there are only a few short words... But the scary-looking monsters in the weird 'wanted warrant' parchment pictures around the walls huddled together, trembling, and even caused the whole picture to tremble non-stop.
As soon as McGuffin heard these words, his whole body trembled, and all muscles and nerves were completely frozen as if they were placed in the Antarctic for an instant.
— Voldemort's voice!
This was McGuffin's first real contact with the Dark Lord. At this time, he seemed to be able to understand where people's fear of Voldemort in the wizarding world came from.
The hissing, cold and sharp voice seemed to have incredible magic power in itself, and the words alone made him feel as if he had fallen into an endless dark, terrifying abyss.
Then, Quirrell walked backwards in a weird posture, with the back of his head facing him, and during the process, his hands and feet turned 180 degrees, and when he came to the glass tank, it made people feel that the back of his head was the front.
"Follow... obey orders..."
'Big scarf' said softly to McGuffin, full of an irrefutable tone.
McGuffin had never heard such a clear voice, except talking to Harry this morning...he realized right away that it was Parseltongue, it was Voldemort...
He (the body of the snake) immediately collapsed into a ball upon hearing this, like a black watering hose that has lost its flow.
Finally, before the McGuffin spun and lost consciousness, all he could remember was staring at the big purple scarf involuntarily, as if worshiping.
……
At this time, in the Gryffindor dormitory.
The trio was discussing what the note meant?
The lightning scar on Harry's forehead was burning hot, as if someone had held a red-hot iron rod against his forehead and poked it back and forth.
He clutched the scar on his forehead tightly, groaning in pain, almost couldn't stand upright, and fell to the ground.
"Harry! Harry... are you alright!" Ron and Hermione hurriedly put down the note, helped Harry to lie on the bed, and asked anxiously.
It took a long time for Harry to wake up, frowning.
"You should see Madam Pomfrey!" Hermione suggested.
"I'm not sick," Harry said, "I don't know why, but I seem to feel the presence of the McGuffin... He seems to have passed out... Trapped in a narrow place... and can't speak, like turned into some kind of animal..."
"He must have been discovered by Snape. That's why he turned...maybe into a snake." Ron immediately matched his opinion with what he had said about the note earlier, "It must be like this... yes, he must have thought of something, so he went to investigate...and was caught."
"If this is true, then Snape will steal the Philosopher's Stone tonight," said Harry.
Hermione looked at these two guys talking to each other, almost as if she saw what happened with her own eyes, and felt that the topic was about to slide to the edge of breaking the school rules.
She immediately said, "Harry Ron, what are you thinking? We are now looking for MacGuffins, not here to find clues about the Sorcerer's Stone... Now that Professor Dumbledore is in Hogwarts, not to mention where Lu Wei is holding hands, it is impossible for Snape to pass through. Harry, don't you remember the last time Snape tried to pass there and got an end?"
"And Ron, this note is not evidence at all! What's more, you omitted so many words in the middle... Can this still be the original meaning?"
"We should tell McGonagall or other professors about McGuffin's disappearance now... Of course, if he is really kidnapped by Snape, he can be found out soon."
Although what Hermione said was logical and reasonable.
But Harry still felt uneasy.
The intuition in his heart kept reminding him of what he had forgotten... What McGuffin knew, they could also know.
——Why did he think Snape could pass Lu Wei?The last time this guy was clearly trying to pass, his leg was almost bitten off... He would not have found out from Hagrid how to subdue the three-headed dog. Hagrid would not have betrayed Professor Dumbledore.
The uneasiness grew, and Harry felt more and more like he was forgetting something important to connect with it.
Hagrid... Hagrid...
—that dragon!
Harry jumped up, took Hermione Ron and the others to Hagrid's cabin.
'Hi!Hagrid! ...do you know what the man who sold you the dragon looked like? "Harry asked Hagrid pretending to be casual.
"Dunno—he wouldn't take off his cloak, kept the hood on the whole time..." said Hagrid casually, busy peeling peas.
After hearing this sentence, Hermione and Ron probably knew what Harry was trying to do?Unstoppable surprise and horror appeared on their faces.
After some routines, Hagrid accidentally revealed the method to subdue Lu Wei.
"...So I told him that Lu Wei is actually very easy to deal with, as long as you know how to calm him down and play some music to him, he will fall asleep on the top—"
"I shouldn't have told you this stuff!" Hagrid suddenly showed a look of horror on his face. "You must forget what I said-hey! Where are you going..."
On the way back to the hall, the three of them said nothing, their faces gloomy.
They all got it.
A hooded wizard knows the way through Fluffy.
"...Is there anything more coincidental than this? Hagrid just wanted a dragon, and someone brought it to him. He also asked how to subdue the three-headed dog..."
—How could he not have thought of it?The MacGuffin must have known this...
Harry felt remorseful, and immediately thought of the hooded shadow who intended to hurt the unicorn last night.
— that's not it, Snape!It's Voldemort!It must be one of his two, it's not such a coincidence...
- The Philosopher's Stone will 'disappear' tonight, and the MacGuffin...
Harry couldn't breathe just thinking about it.
(End of this chapter)
