Chapter 18 Guessing and Quirrell
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Nan Shan Dou Xi
"I swear, Hagrid definitely knows something."
After coming out of Hagrid's hut, Harry swore.
After John put down the dog food, he left with the three little ones. Hermione and Ron also felt that Hagrid was hiding something.
The only lead they have now is Nicole Flamel.
Harry, who wanted to expose Snape's true face, said: "I seem to have an impression of this name, but I can't remember it."
He always felt that he had seen this name before, but he couldn't remember it for a long time.
The packet that Hagrid took at Gringotts was clearly targeted by Snape, and it was related to Nico Flamel.
"John, have you heard of this name?" Harry placed his hope on John, who was smarter than Hermione.
John recalled it, shook his head and said apologetically, "Sorry, I don't remember either. You can go to the library to check. If there is no one there, then this person does not exist."
It was a good idea, and Harry's eyes lit up.
Hermione also wanted to talk about going to the library, but now they coincided with each other, urging: "Then let's go there quickly, and it's best to find it before Christmas."
She and Ron are going home for Christmas, and there are still more than 20 days left, hoping to find the answer.
Hearing about Christmas, Harry's eyes darkened a little.
He didn't want to go back to the Dursleys, where he'd just live in the cramped stair cupboard, and Dudley was always trying to bully himself.
Seeing that Hermione and the others had discussed their Christmas plans, Harry said enviously, "I don't want to go back, it's too bad there."
Ron and Hermione had sympathized with him, and it was hard for them to imagine such a bad relative.
"John, are you going home for Christmas?" Hermione knew that John was also a Muggle family.
John didn't intend to go back. He shook his head and said, "No, I'm going to solidify my knowledge during Christmas. I won't be able to use magic when I go home."
This kind of attitude made Harry and Ron chill, and Hermione felt that she couldn't admit defeat when she heard it, but if she didn't go home, her father would suspect what happened to her good daughter at school.
The four separated on the fifth floor, and John didn't plan to go to the library.
Although he is somewhat familiar with the name Nicole Flamel, his most urgent task now is to practice Occlumency.
After reaching the eighth floor, he found the Room of Requirement.
I finished a day of training inside, and it was already dark when I came out again.
He was going to the kitchen to see if he could get a dinner.
On the way, he met someone he didn't want to meet.
"Good evening, John Wick."
Professor Quirrell, who was stuttering in his speech, seemed to meet John by chance.
John had already touched the wand silently with his left hand and activated Occlumency. He smiled and responded politely: "Good evening, Professor Quirrell."
After seeing John's power to kill the troll, Voldemort decided to make John a Death Eater.
Pure blood?
Voldemort didn't care.
He reigned like a crazy pure-blood, but he was a half-breed himself.
Although he didn't want to mention it, Voldemort didn't value pure blood mixed so much, but was more concerned about whether his power could be used by him.
The idea of pure blood is nothing more than a means for him to rule.
The first-year little wizard is the easiest time to control.
Voldemort intends to train John to be a little Death Eater and become an insider at Hogwarts, just like Snape.
He arranged for Quirrell to make contact with John.
Professor Quirrell knew that John was a studious person, so he pretended to say: "You, are you studying? You are really... hardworking."
The excuses were already thought of by John, so John didn't use them in vain. He nodded and said, "I've forgotten to eat and sleep. If there's nothing else, I'm going to eat."
He didn't want to stay with Quirrell, who knew if Voldemort would pop out of nowhere.
John wanted to leave quickly, but Quirrell didn't want to.
Quirrell said with a smile: "It's really, really studious, maybe you will be interested in the knowledge in the restricted area."
Restricted section?
John suddenly left in a hurry, with a look of longing for the restricted area on his face.
This scene was captured by Quirrell, and contempt appeared in his eyes.
Sure enough, wizards who pursue knowledge are interested in taboos.
The fastest way to turn a good boy into a Death Eater quickly is to teach him the importance of strength.
That's how Quirrell became Voldemort's subordinate.
Voldemort knew these wizards too well. He was a frequent visitor to the restricted area when he was young, and there were many black magic records in it.
Black magic is powerful and has a demagogic effect. When John learns it, they only need a little guidance to easily harvest a little Death Eater.
The thought was only for a moment, Quirrell smiled on his face, and stammered: "You are a good boy, I... I can give you a pass to the restricted area."
"Really? I've wanted to see it for a long time!"
John acted like a child seeking knowledge, which was exactly what Quirrell wanted to see.
Quirrell asked John to go to his office next Monday to get a pass, which saved John from having to go to the Restricted Section at night.
As for Quirrell's idea, John can guess some.
But these are not important, and I am not a child, as long as I get the signature, just ignore it.
Anyway, it was only during the first grade that Quirrell was able to jump, and he would automatically change players in the second year.
As we all know, the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor is an annual throwaway consumable.
...
on Monday.
John obtained a note signed by the professor from Quirrell. When giving the note, Quirrell also vaguely gave the names of several books to induce him to watch it.
Like "Black Magic of the Sixteenth Century", "Curse of Magic", "Excellent Curse of the Nineteenth Century" or something.
It is also a good name to say that the most basic thing to learn Defense Against the Dark Arts is to understand the composition of black magic. John just laughed at this.
If I believe you, you are a ghost, you are sick.
He showed a strong interest on the surface, and he changed back immediately after arriving at the library.
In the library, he met the trio who came to look up Nicole Flamel, and John didn't disturb them.
After showing the professor's note to Ms. Pince, John went to the restricted area without any hindrance.
Most of the books in the restricted area are very esoteric, even if the master mode is turned on, it will be a bit difficult.
"There is still insufficient accumulation, and the foundation is too weak."
With a sigh, John saw a copy of "Fairy Casting".
With a stirring in his heart, he thought of the sword of Gryffindor, which was commissioned by the founder Gryffindor to be made by the goblin.
His current fighting style is similar to that of Gryffindor, but his weapons still pale in comparison.
Last time, it was a little difficult to deal with giant monsters with medieval armored weapons. These magical creatures themselves have amazing defenses.
Similar to the fire dragon, the scale armor of the fire dragon has a very high magic resistance attribute.
If you want to deal with the fire dragon, you can't use ordinary weapons.
"Maybe I can forge one myself."
John's eyes are hot, and it is naturally the best to have a weapon of his own.
Borrowing "Fairy Casting", John began to study this book without sleep or food.
This book is a translation, and the original owner was an Egyptian wizard.
John struggled a little, but that's all right, he still had time to grind.
In the next few days, he borrowed another "Basic Magic Text Guide" from the library.
While enriching his knowledge, John was gradually able to master the content of "Fairy Casting".
At night, he put away his books and prepared to go to the Forbidden Forest.
The punishment on his body has not been erased, and John needs to go to the Forbidden Forest to patrol with Hagrid every night.
After arriving at Hagrid's hut, Fang enthusiastically ran over and sniffed John's body with his nose.
Hagrid laughed and said, "Yaya likes you very much."
like?
John watched Fang sniff his sandwich pocket.
"Are you sure it's not hungry?"
After coming out of Hagrid's hut, Harry swore.
After John put down the dog food, he left with the three little ones. Hermione and Ron also felt that Hagrid was hiding something.
The only lead they have now is Nicole Flamel.
Harry, who wanted to expose Snape's true face, said: "I seem to have an impression of this name, but I can't remember it."
He always felt that he had seen this name before, but he couldn't remember it for a long time.
The packet that Hagrid took at Gringotts was clearly targeted by Snape, and it was related to Nico Flamel.
"John, have you heard of this name?" Harry placed his hope on John, who was smarter than Hermione.
John recalled it, shook his head and said apologetically, "Sorry, I don't remember either. You can go to the library to check. If there is no one there, then this person does not exist."
It was a good idea, and Harry's eyes lit up.
Hermione also wanted to talk about going to the library, but now they coincided with each other, urging: "Then let's go there quickly, and it's best to find it before Christmas."
She and Ron are going home for Christmas, and there are still more than 20 days left, hoping to find the answer.
Hearing about Christmas, Harry's eyes darkened a little.
He didn't want to go back to the Dursleys, where he'd just live in the cramped stair cupboard, and Dudley was always trying to bully himself.
Seeing that Hermione and the others had discussed their Christmas plans, Harry said enviously, "I don't want to go back, it's too bad there."
Ron and Hermione had sympathized with him, and it was hard for them to imagine such a bad relative.
"John, are you going home for Christmas?" Hermione knew that John was also a Muggle family.
John didn't intend to go back. He shook his head and said, "No, I'm going to solidify my knowledge during Christmas. I won't be able to use magic when I go home."
This kind of attitude made Harry and Ron chill, and Hermione felt that she couldn't admit defeat when she heard it, but if she didn't go home, her father would suspect what happened to her good daughter at school.
The four separated on the fifth floor, and John didn't plan to go to the library.
Although he is somewhat familiar with the name Nicole Flamel, his most urgent task now is to practice Occlumency.
After reaching the eighth floor, he found the Room of Requirement.
I finished a day of training inside, and it was already dark when I came out again.
He was going to the kitchen to see if he could get a dinner.
On the way, he met someone he didn't want to meet.
"Good evening, John Wick."
Professor Quirrell, who was stuttering in his speech, seemed to meet John by chance.
John had already touched the wand silently with his left hand and activated Occlumency. He smiled and responded politely: "Good evening, Professor Quirrell."
After seeing John's power to kill the troll, Voldemort decided to make John a Death Eater.
Pure blood?
Voldemort didn't care.
He reigned like a crazy pure-blood, but he was a half-breed himself.
Although he didn't want to mention it, Voldemort didn't value pure blood mixed so much, but was more concerned about whether his power could be used by him.
The idea of pure blood is nothing more than a means for him to rule.
The first-year little wizard is the easiest time to control.
Voldemort intends to train John to be a little Death Eater and become an insider at Hogwarts, just like Snape.
He arranged for Quirrell to make contact with John.
Professor Quirrell knew that John was a studious person, so he pretended to say: "You, are you studying? You are really... hardworking."
The excuses were already thought of by John, so John didn't use them in vain. He nodded and said, "I've forgotten to eat and sleep. If there's nothing else, I'm going to eat."
He didn't want to stay with Quirrell, who knew if Voldemort would pop out of nowhere.
John wanted to leave quickly, but Quirrell didn't want to.
Quirrell said with a smile: "It's really, really studious, maybe you will be interested in the knowledge in the restricted area."
Restricted section?
John suddenly left in a hurry, with a look of longing for the restricted area on his face.
This scene was captured by Quirrell, and contempt appeared in his eyes.
Sure enough, wizards who pursue knowledge are interested in taboos.
The fastest way to turn a good boy into a Death Eater quickly is to teach him the importance of strength.
That's how Quirrell became Voldemort's subordinate.
Voldemort knew these wizards too well. He was a frequent visitor to the restricted area when he was young, and there were many black magic records in it.
Black magic is powerful and has a demagogic effect. When John learns it, they only need a little guidance to easily harvest a little Death Eater.
The thought was only for a moment, Quirrell smiled on his face, and stammered: "You are a good boy, I... I can give you a pass to the restricted area."
"Really? I've wanted to see it for a long time!"
John acted like a child seeking knowledge, which was exactly what Quirrell wanted to see.
Quirrell asked John to go to his office next Monday to get a pass, which saved John from having to go to the Restricted Section at night.
As for Quirrell's idea, John can guess some.
But these are not important, and I am not a child, as long as I get the signature, just ignore it.
Anyway, it was only during the first grade that Quirrell was able to jump, and he would automatically change players in the second year.
As we all know, the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor is an annual throwaway consumable.
...
on Monday.
John obtained a note signed by the professor from Quirrell. When giving the note, Quirrell also vaguely gave the names of several books to induce him to watch it.
Like "Black Magic of the Sixteenth Century", "Curse of Magic", "Excellent Curse of the Nineteenth Century" or something.
It is also a good name to say that the most basic thing to learn Defense Against the Dark Arts is to understand the composition of black magic. John just laughed at this.
If I believe you, you are a ghost, you are sick.
He showed a strong interest on the surface, and he changed back immediately after arriving at the library.
In the library, he met the trio who came to look up Nicole Flamel, and John didn't disturb them.
After showing the professor's note to Ms. Pince, John went to the restricted area without any hindrance.
Most of the books in the restricted area are very esoteric, even if the master mode is turned on, it will be a bit difficult.
"There is still insufficient accumulation, and the foundation is too weak."
With a sigh, John saw a copy of "Fairy Casting".
With a stirring in his heart, he thought of the sword of Gryffindor, which was commissioned by the founder Gryffindor to be made by the goblin.
His current fighting style is similar to that of Gryffindor, but his weapons still pale in comparison.
Last time, it was a little difficult to deal with giant monsters with medieval armored weapons. These magical creatures themselves have amazing defenses.
Similar to the fire dragon, the scale armor of the fire dragon has a very high magic resistance attribute.
If you want to deal with the fire dragon, you can't use ordinary weapons.
"Maybe I can forge one myself."
John's eyes are hot, and it is naturally the best to have a weapon of his own.
Borrowing "Fairy Casting", John began to study this book without sleep or food.
This book is a translation, and the original owner was an Egyptian wizard.
John struggled a little, but that's all right, he still had time to grind.
In the next few days, he borrowed another "Basic Magic Text Guide" from the library.
While enriching his knowledge, John was gradually able to master the content of "Fairy Casting".
At night, he put away his books and prepared to go to the Forbidden Forest.
The punishment on his body has not been erased, and John needs to go to the Forbidden Forest to patrol with Hagrid every night.
After arriving at Hagrid's hut, Fang enthusiastically ran over and sniffed John's body with his nose.
Hagrid laughed and said, "Yaya likes you very much."
like?
John watched Fang sniff his sandwich pocket.
"Are you sure it's not hungry?"
