Chapter 168: Surprise, betrayal! (4K)
Harry couldn't believe this, it wasn't true, it couldn't be!
"Snape actually wants to save me?"
"Yes, that's right." Quirrell said coldly: "Otherwise, why would he be the referee for your second match? He wants to make sure that I don't hurt you again. It's really ridiculous!
In fact, he didn't need to bother. With Dumbledore present, I couldn't do anything. The other teachers thought Snape wanted to prevent Gryffindor from winning.
He did make himself unpopular...but it was all a waste of time! "
His voice was low and hoarse, and suddenly made a sharp whistle, "Harry, you will definitely die by my hands tonight!"
Quirrell suddenly turned his head and looked at the position next to Harry, "What are you waiting for? Why don't you take action quickly!"
Harry couldn't help but be startled, followed Quirrell's line of sight, and his eyes widened.
It's Mikel!
Mikel suddenly knocked down Hermione and knocked her unconscious with a hand knife!
Harry said in disbelief: "What are you doing, why are you doing this to Hermione? You, you and Quirrell are in the same group? No, you are also a subordinate of the mysterious man?"
Mikel's eyelids twitched. He was apparently learning magic spells from Quirrell, but not from Voldemort. This relationship had to be distinguished.
"Harry!" he said in a deep voice, "I have been helped by Professor Quirrell, and I have to do things for him. If I couldn't be used by him, I might have disappeared long ago."
He emphasized the eight words "Professor Quirrell" and "being used by him".
"Hahaha, Mikel, you did a good job, you are worthy of being appreciated by my master, hurry up and tie Harry up!
You two were in Gryffindor house and knew each other well, what could be more exciting than this kind of cannibalism? "
"Don't come over here!"
Mikel kept getting closer to Harry, and Harry kept retreating, and finally raised his wand, "Expelliarmus!"
Because he was too nervous, Harry missed the spell. Mikel seized the opportunity and quickly approached Harry, grabbed his hands tightly, and tied him behind his back.
Mikel stretched out his wand and pressed the tip against Harry's neck.
He threatened: "Harry, don't act rashly, or I will accidentally cast a spell and your life will be gone."
Harry struggled to leave, when Quirrell suddenly snapped his fingers, and several ropes appeared, tightly tying Harry's hands behind his back.
Harry turned to look at Mikel. In the tense atmosphere, he found that Mikel actually blinked at him.
This is……
"Okay, the irrelevant people have disappeared, and you have finally calmed down. I have to say that you are too nosy, and I can't let you live in the world anymore.
If you hadn't been wandering around the school on Halloween and met me checking out the mechanism of the Sorcerer's Stone, I wouldn't have ventured in today to steal the Sorcerer's Stone..."
Quirrell's face flashed with pain and he stopped speaking.
He covered his head with a ferocious expression, but his tone was extremely soft and he said: "Okay, Master, I will ask him now."
"Harry, look at this interesting mirror. This mirror is the key to finding the Sorcerer's Stone."
Quirrell murmured to himself, stretched out his hand along the frame, and knocked the entire mirror, but found nothing.
"Only Dumbledore can get such a thing. He hid the Sorcerer's Stone in this mirror, but he is in London at the moment. By the time he comes back, I will have left long ago..."
On the other side, Lin Xia and Draco successfully passed through the black flames by covering their bodies with flames, and came to a door.
As soon as Lin Xia's hand touched the door, the "fate-knowing compass" in her mind began to rotate rapidly, and text messages flashed through her mind.
Harry was held hostage by Mikel, looked at the Mirror of Erised, took out the Philosopher's Stone from the mirror, and placed the Philosopher's Stone in his pants...
Mikel... Quirrell... caught Harry, was backlashed and melted... the Philosopher's Stone was discovered by Mikel... Harry's magic power rioted, and the principal arrived... the Philosopher's Stone will eventually be completely destroyed...
These text messages were so dense that it took Lin Xia several seconds to react.
She thought for a while and put down her hand on the door handle. She first wanted to think about how to deal with it after entering.
Lin Xia's amber eyes were deep.
She wanted everything related to Voldemort, and she also wanted the Philosopher's Stone.
…
In an empty room.
Quirrell was forcing Harry to go to the mirror, "Come on, Harry, come here, look in the mirror and tell me what you see."
Harry froze, not wanting to walk towards him, but there was Mikel behind him. Mick pushed him and moved closer to the mirror step by step.
Suddenly, there was a whisper in his ear: "Harry, you have to answer carefully, Quirrell is not only Quirrell, there is also a person living behind his head, that is..."
Harry couldn't hear the rest of the content clearly, and he only had one thought in his mind: I must lie to him!
I must not let Quirrell get what he wants!
Harry walked to the mirror and found to his surprise that the scene he saw in the mirror was completely different from what he had seen before.
The mirror at this time did not reflect his inner desires, but instead allowed him to see another self——
At first, his face was pale and he looked scared, but after a while, he smiled in the mirror, then reached into his pocket and took out a bright red stone.
Then, his reflection in the mirror blinked at him and put the stone into his pocket again - at this moment, Harry felt that the pocket on his side became a little heavy, as if something had fallen into his pocket. in the pocket.
Harry was stunned for a moment, and then he figured everything out. It was incredible that he actually got the Sorcerer's Stone like this!
"Harry, tell me what you saw?" Quirrell asked impatiently.
Harry: "I see myself becoming a prefect, my parents being proud of me, and me winning the House Cup for Gryffindor, shaking hands with Dumbledore."
"No, he is lying...he is lying..." A hoarse and sharp voice sounded, but Quirrell's lips did not move.
Only then did Harry realize that the sound seemed to come from behind Quirrell, but strangely, there was no one behind him.
"Let me talk to him... face to face..."
Quirrell looked a little panicked, "But Master, your body has not recovered..."
"I still have this little strength..."
Harry felt the air becoming more and more tense. It was clear that Mikel was no longer restraining him, but he was still unable to move.
He stood there blankly, with Mikel's extremely heavy breathing coming from behind him, as if he had seen something thrilling and terrifying.
He could feel a fist quietly pushing against his back. It was Mikel's hand, holding it very, very tightly.
In front of his eyes, Quirrell took off the thick scarf on his head little by little, then turned around——
Harry wanted to scream!
But he found that he couldn't make a sound!
Where the back of Quirrell's head should have been, a face grew. Harry had never seen such a hideous and terrifying face.
The face was as white as chalk, with glowing red eyes, and underneath were two slender nostrils like snakes. Is this a human face?
No, no, it's like a snake's face.
"Harry, look what I have become!" said the face. "Only shadow and vapor remain. I can only exist if I share a body with others... Well, why don't you put it in your pocket?" Give me the magic stone?"
Harry staggered a few times, this man knew everything, he knew everything!
Suddenly at this moment, the door of this house was pushed open.
Lin Xia and Draco walked in, both of them looked at this scene with some surprise.
According to the character of the little wizard, if he meets an acquaintance, he will say hello first and then ask what is going on.
But Draco and Lin Xia had completely different reactions.
As soon as they saw Quirrell and Mikel behind them, they quickly drew out their wands. No, they didn't even need to draw out their wands. They kept holding them tightly in their hands when they entered the door. They only needed to wave their hands and the spell would be cast. Came out——
"Shattered to pieces!"
"Armor protection!"
Lin Xia used Shattered Bones against Quirrell, while Draco used armor to protect Harry. This method was discussed before entering the door.
Quirrell just waved his wand lightly, which neutralized Lin Xia's shattered body and sent out a ghastly green ray.
"Avada Kedavra!"
No one can resist the Unforgivable Curse!
But obviously, Quirrell's training in the Unforgivable Curse was not good enough. Lin Xia did not use any defensive magic. She just moved her body and avoided the attack of the Unforgivable Curse.
Quirrell flipped his wrist again, a spell was brewing, but at this moment, a sound sounded——
"Shattered to pieces!" This was Mikel's voice.
No one expected that at the critical moment, it would be Mikel who would raise his wand and attack Voldemort's fragile, pale and inhuman face!
And the spell he used happened to be Voldemort's improved "Shattered into Bones".
Shattering to pieces is just an ordinary offensive magic, not a black magic. However, after Voldemort's improvement, this magic has become more lethal and has reached the category of black magic.
"ah--"
A shrill scream sounded. The sound was a bit like the cry of a newborn baby, but also a bit like the sound of some kind of animal being tortured.
Quirrell tried hard to turn his eyes back in horror, trying to see if his master was injured.
But he couldn't see anything.
He could only hear the sound of liquid dripping, ticking, ticking, like the slow footsteps of death. Quirrell was so scared that his whole body trembled.
The master is injured!
The master is injured!
Quirrell kept mumbling to himself, and was so panicked that he couldn't find the north. He wanted to reach out and cover the injured place on his head, but he couldn't reach it.
At this time, Voldemort was too weak to control Quirrell's body. One of his small, scarlet pupils was open and the other was tightly closed, and the closed one was bleeding continuously.
His skin was very fragile, and the blood was dripping, and he couldn't stop it. His open eyes were staring at Mikel with tears in his eyes.
"You're an unfamiliar white-eyed wolf! Mikel, it was you who begged me to teach you powerful black magic, but this is how you treated your benefactor? Hahaha!"
"Mikel, you have been entangled with my brand and you will never be able to get rid of me! Now, hurry up and catch Harry and kill him!"
Mikel's body was ready to move, and he could not help but raise his feet and hands to grab Harry.
He was only halfway up when his movements suddenly stopped. He shook his body and retracted his hands and feet. He was not under Voldemort's control at all!
Voldemort looked at him fiercely and roared, "Mikel, there is a secret in you, a secret that is more powerful than the Philosopher's Stone-"
"Shattered to pieces!"
Mikel cast another spell and attacked Voldemort, blocking his next words.
Quirrell felt that the master hidden in his head was getting weaker and weaker. His eyes were fierce. He had to get the Philosopher's Stone as soon as possible to extend his master's life.
Quirrell turned his head and looked at Harry. The key was the Philosopher's Stone in his pocket!
"Shattered to pieces!"
"Tripping Curse!"
"Expelliarmus!"
Lin Xia, Draco, and Mikel's spells kept hitting Quirrell, but Quirrell only needed to use "Armor Protection" to resist all their spells.
There is a huge gap between the magic power of adult wizards and young wizards. The attack spells thrown on Quirrell are like tickling.
Quirrell gradually approached Harry. Harry couldn't dodge and stumbled to the ground. He tightly protected the Philosopher's Stone in his pocket.
"Let go of your hand and hand over the Philosopher's Stone!"
"Let go, I told you to let go!" Quirrell pinched Harry's neck tightly. The more critical the moment, the less he used magic, enjoying the pleasure of Harry losing his breath under his hands.
Perhaps the tyranny hidden in Voldemort's heart affected him.
"I told you to let go!"
Harry couldn't speak, and he was powerless to struggle. He only felt that the scar on his forehead was getting more and more painful, as if it was going to split his head.
It hurts, it hurts too much!
It seemed that there was a flame burning his skin, but another scream rang in his ears.
It was Quirrell!
Quirrell's hand was burned, and pustules appeared one after another, and the pain was unbearable.
"What on earth is in your body, no, your skin..."
"Quirrell, kill him quickly..."
"No, Master, I can't do it, my hand..."
"Don't talk nonsense, kill him quickly, take the Philosopher's Stone..."
Quirrell's eyes turned fierce, and he pinched Harry again. He wanted to use magic, but his hand was so painful that he couldn't even lift the wand!
Lin Xia saw with her own eyes that the scar on Harry's forehead was getting brighter and brighter. The lightning-shaped scar was really like a flash of lightning, and then--
Quirrell screamed, and his arm was almost melted into a pool of water!
"This..." Mikkel widened his eyes and murmured in a low voice: "Is this the magic of love?"
Lin Xia glanced at him calmly, and suddenly saw Harry, who was lying on the ground, struggling, and a corner of the Philosopher's Stone in his pocket was exposed!
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