Chapter 65
Quirrell lowered his head and walked a little slowly.
He seemed to be thinking about something.
It seems that Zha Li's existence was not discovered.
The broken steps and murmurs were extremely abrupt in this silent night. finally.
When he was still five meters away from Charlie, Quirrell raised his head.
After seeing Zha Li, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, and then he nodded in a friendly manner.
"Charlie Potter...it's so late...haven't you gone back to the dormitory to rest?"
Qui Luo stuttered a little. He spoke slowly.
There was no problem at all.
For a moment, even Charlie felt that his course had changed.
Quirrell knew that Charlie was at the sorting ceremony today. , almost everyone knew that Harry had a brother named Charlie.
The boy who gave the Sorting Hat a headache.
"Hi teacher. On my first day at Hogwarts, I couldn't sleep."
As he spoke,
Charlie's perception dispersed directly.
Strangely, there was no feedback.
There are only two situations.
One is that Voldemort is not parasitic on Quirrell.
The other is that Voldemort can bypass his own. Perception probe
"Classmate Zha Li, as a teacher at Hogwarts……"
"I need to remind you, Hogwarts in the evening... you can't wander around like this."
Qiluo smiled lightly.
His tone was kind.
Although he stuttered a bit, he seemed to be very concerned about Zha Li.
A kind teacher's sincere concern for his students.
Has the timeline and the like changed?
Zha Li was a little depressed.
No. That's right, he was still wearing a hood.
Who would be a serious person with such a thing?
Quirrell is the first enemy that his younger brother Harry will encounter this year.
Of course, Charlie doesn't have much idea to give it to him. Harry resists everything.
Many things still need to be faced by him.
But then again, if these so-called villains don't have eyes to mess with themselves, it would be another thing.
Thinking of this,
Charlie planned to explore this first Quirrell's situation
"Okay, teacher, I'll tell you."
Zha Li suddenly whispered
"kindness?"
When Quirrell heard this, he raised his head slightly, a little confused.
"Teacher, I seemed to see the principal wandering outside last night"
"I was curious and followed him."
"guess what?"
Charlie raised his voice.
"Classmate Zha Li, following the principal is not a glamorous thing."
Qiluo said pretending to be serious.
Now Charlie was a little confused.
Is he not taking the bait or is there really no problem?
"But if you encounter any problems, you can tell the teacher"
"The teacher will see if he can help you solve it."
Qi Luo said seriously.
Forget it.
Zha Li gave up.
He had no intention of continuing to guess riddles with Qi Luo here.
It was already late at night and he had to go back to rest early.
Just pretend that Zha Li wanted to find an excuse to leave and went back to the dormitory directly. While resting, a slight meow attracted Charlie's attention.
Loris.
The cat that often wandered around Hogwarts.
Argus Filch's pet.
Known as Mrs. Loris. female cat
"Oh, classmate Zha Li. I think you should leave early if nothing happens. Quirrell glanced at Loris and said
"If Mr. Filch sees you wandering outside, he'll probably punish you again."
"In case you don't know, Mr. Filch has always had a soft spot for corporal punishment of students."
Qi Luo reminded
"Oh, teacher. Is it that scary-looking old man?"
Charlie showed a look of horror.
When Quirrell saw Charlie's appearance, he couldn't help but smile.
He was still a child after all.
"Meow~meow~"
Loris walked leisurely and walked past the two of them. With her arrogant little eyes, she glanced at Charlie briefly and then stopped looking at them.
Quirrell shrugged.
It means that this cat has always looked like this.
It has a special status in Hogwarts.
Charlie suddenly raised his head and smiled at Quirrell.
Quirrell smiled back.
Suddenly,
Mrs. Norris turned around suddenly..
It had already gone around Quirrell's back.
Now it faced Quirrell's back, staring at Quirrell's garlic head.
Rotating.
Jumping.
All in one go.
Loris pounced directly on the back of Quirrell's head.
Just now Loris When this cat looked at Charlie, he was unknowingly possessed by Charlie's soul.
Just like Charlie possessed the owl before.
This is his unique ability.
Of course, Quirrell has no perception at all. arrived.
Charlie had already wanted to give up the temptation and go back to sleep.
Suddenly Mrs. Lorris appeared, so it was just a good idea to take advantage of it. Quirrell didn't seem to notice anything unusual about Lorris.
He was looking at Charlie.
There was nothing strange at all.
At the critical moment,
Quirrell's head seemed to tilt forward a little bit.
Loris's eyes flashed with light.
Sure enough, she was still possessed.
She couldn't help it. She instinctively moved forward. He backed away.
After all, the back of his head was the face of Voldemort. What a proud man Voldemort was, how could he face the claws of a cat and not react at all.
But he didn't know at the moment.
The cat was not a cat.
The cat was Charlie.
After a quick swipe,
Mrs. Lorris lay directly on the back of Quirrell's head.
Quirrell was shocked and pulled him up with his hands.
"Oh, Loris, please come down. Please don't be so kind?"
"Come on, this isn't fun."
"If you don't come down now, I'm going to tell Mr. Filch."
"Loris!"
Qi Luo was very anxious.
But the cat possessed by Chari was firmly hooked on the back of Quilo's head.
Quilo's tone changed a little at the end.
If Chari wasn't right in front of him, it would be very possible. Quirrell was about to cast a spell and kill the cat directly.
"Teacher Quirrell. What's wrong with you? Do you need help?"
Zha stood aside and asked anxiously.
"Oh no, Charlie, thank you, I can do it myself. Quirrell waved his hand quickly to signal Charlie not to come close.
As soon as he finished speaking, he couldn't help but let out a cry of pain.
He was hit hard by the cat's claw again.
"Teacher, don't be polite, I'm here to help you."
Charlie couldn't help it.
The expression on his face made Quirrell a little moved. He was anxious, worried, and concerned.
It was as if Quirrell was his elder.
"Charlie, you really don’t have to, thank you. Quirrell gritted his teeth and said.
He couldn't hold on to the cat.
Loris's grip was too tight.
Quirrell was already a little scared.
He knew very well who was parasitizing the back of his head.
He could already feel it now. Si is angry. She will definitely be tortured by him when she goes back.
"No, teacher! I can't see you like this."
Zha Li said seriously.
Then Zha Li raised his fist. He made a huge swing and punched it several times in the air.
"Get away from the teacher's head!"
With a scolding, Charlie hit the back of Quirrell's head with his fist.
Quirrell's face was full of horror, and he immediately wanted to raise his hand to stop him.
But it was too late.
Charlie's physical fitness was simply not something they could compare to.
That kind of His body has been transformed with magic power for a long time. It is not an exaggeration to say that he is a melee mage.
"boom!"
Charlie's fist hit the back of Quirrell's head hard.
When the fist was about to touch the back of his head, Loris' consciousness immediately recovered and she immediately jumped to the side.
The whole process only took a second. Bell.
Completed in one breath, very silky.
Bang.
Chilo fell to the ground in a daze.
His face was twitching.
It hurt!
It really hurt!
What does this guy Zha Li do? Why is he so strong?
"Teacher Quirrell! Teacher Quirrell! How are you doing?"
Zha Li immediately squatted down, trying to raise his hands to lift Quirrell.
He couldn't help but feel happy. (To read Baoshuang novels, go to Feilu Novel Network!)
The way Quirrell looks now, his face is like a pig's liver. The pain was so painful that his face was twisted, but he still held on and refused to let Charlie help him up.
Quirrell felt a little broken. He was already in so much pain, so how much pain should the parasite on the back of his head endure?.
And he has a straight face.
His face was not smashed and paralyzed.
It’s over.
Now he will be punished when he goes back.
It took a lot of effort for him to recover a little, but he was arrested for such a long time.
He will probably go back for a long time.
"Zha Li, you don’t need to help me, please let the teacher take a moment."
"Also, thank you for your help. The teacher sincerely thanks you."
When saying thank you,
Quirrell obviously said it through gritted teeth.
"By the way, Mr. Quirrell wants to ask you last, what did you do before? You seem to have a lot of strength."
Qi Luo closed his eyes slightly.
The expression on his face was indescribably complicated.
"Teacher, I used to go to the farm to plow the fields. Is it too hard?"
Zha Li rubbed his hands.
"Oh no, it's okay, you are good."
Qui Luo began to speak incoherently, but his heart was already full of horses galloping.
You are a good preparation wizard. Why did you farm the fields since you were a child?
What do wizards do with so much effort?
It hurts me to death.
My head is going to explode.
Charlie I still want to say something.
In fact, I am still thinking about how to give it to Quirrell.
If Quirrell knew what Charlie was thinking now, he would probably be so angry that he vomited blood on the spot.
"Oh, Mrs. Lorris, why did you come here alone again?"
Just when Charlie began to have some dark thoughts, an untimely voice interrupted them.
Filch is here.
The one who holds an oil lamp every day and patrols Hogwarts, hoping to catch a few naughty students. guard.
Control a cat
"Huh?"
Filch came closer and saw the figures of Quirrell and Charlie.
"What are you doing? Filch said with a gloomy face.
"You are a freshman, right? Why are you hanging around here in the middle of the night? Do you know that your behavior violated school rules?……"
Filch prepared to recite his smooth rhetoric
"Wait, Mr. Filch, this classmate is here to ask me for advice on magic."
"It's my problem. I made an appointment with him a long time ago and it caused you trouble. Quirrell gritted his molars and explained.
He didn't want to help Charlie.
It's just that he just wanted to go back as soon as possible, and he didn't want to involve more people.
When the time comes, Filch will drag him to accuse Charlie. A lot of trouble.
The more things there are, the more exposed they are.
"Discuss knowledge? Mr. Quirrell, you are a little out of time at this time."
Filch stared at the two of them with some confusion.
Just when he wanted to take a closer look, Loris let out a meow. She jumped a few times and ran out again.
"Oh my God. Mrs. Lorris, please don't hang out alone again."
Filch was in a panic.
He was very worried that he couldn't find Loris.
"Mr. Filch, please go and see Mrs. Norris. Quirrell reminded.
In the end,
Filch stared at Charlie and Quirrell for a few times.
He still couldn't hold it back and went after Loris first.
Quirrell breathed a sigh of relief.
He was a little relieved.
He climbed up with difficulty.
He leaned against the wall, breathing heavily.
Charlie wanted to help him, but Quirrell waved his hand to stop him.
Quirrell was in pain.
While in great pain, he had to put on a kind smile to deal with Charlie.
"Okay, Charlie, thank you for your help."
"I think it's almost time now. You have to go back and rest."
"After all, when you come to Hogwarts, the most important thing is magic studies, don’t you think? Quirrell prompted.
Charlie's face was still full of concern.
"Oh, kind young man, the teacher is fine, don’t worry."
Qiluo looked at Zha Li's expression and felt that Zha Li was still worried about him.
He affirmed again.
"All right."
Charlie said with some reluctance.
Quirrell immediately waved his hand to say goodbye. He was already chanting crazily in his heart.
Get out of here.
Stop nagging me.
I really can't bear the pain.
Charlie stepped forward. He turned around twice and left with some reluctance.
Of course.
His reluctance was more because he had not had enough fun.
It was just a punch, which was not enough.
That was my dear Voldemort.
Ten years ago, Charlie had a different relationship with him. Voldemort must be very"excited" about this meeting. Quirrell kept staring at Charlie's leaving figure. There was also a smile on his face that said he was relieved that the teacher was fine. Wait until Charlie was gone. After that, Quirrell's face turned gloomy. He left quickly. His pace quickened. Finally, he started running. The ghosts on the road were waiting. Just as they wanted to say hello, they found that Quirrell had already disappeared.
"It's really strange, what happened to Teacher Quirrell today."
A ghost was lying on the window and murmured.
What's wrong?
Of course it hurts so much.
Zha Li's punch was a fully charged punch.
I guess the troll was stunned for a moment when it touched it.
Finally.
Strange. Luo returned to his residence.
His residence was in a hidden part of Hogwarts.
There was no one around him.
He slammed the door.
Quirrell's face twisted again.
"Hiss, it really hurts!"
He quickly took off his hood.
"Master, master! Quirrell shouted softly.
What he was most worried about was what happened to Voldemort.
"Owner! Quirrell exclaimed.
No way.
He won't be killed by this punch... right?
"Shut up!"
A hoarse voice came.
Quirrell's hanging heart was finally relieved.
Just be fine.
"Master, how are you? Do you feel any pain? Quirrell asked a little cautiously.
He even broke out in cold sweat.
"It doesn't hurt."
Voldemort said coldly.
That's his face. It's impossible for him to admit that he was stunned by a kid.
"That's good, you are worthy of being the master"
"To tell you the truth, that guy was so strong that I was almost stunned."
Qi Luo still has lingering fears when he thinks of that feeling.
"do not talk."
Voldemort's tone was very impatient.
Quirrell closed his mouth angrily.
He couldn't see the back.
If he used a mirror to look at the back of his head at this time, he would regret those caring greetings just now.
Voldemort at this moment His face has no human appearance.
Of course, at first he was parasitic on the back of Quirrell's head, and it was not human.
But now, it is obviously more distorted.
It should be more appropriately summed up as miserable.
The whole face.
It is like venting. It was like a ball of anger, concave in the back of his head.
His whole face was covered in purple.
His blood vessels burst.
It was like he had escaped from an explosion.
The worst thing is that Voldemort has been holding it in until now.
He can't make a sound or breathe.
All the pain can only be acknowledged silently.
In the end, one person carried it all
"Cha Li!"
Voldemort's eyes were sinister, and he seemed to have endless resentment.
It's been ten years.
We met again.
I didn't expect that when we met alone again, you gave me a big care.
