Chapter 189 You have made people incontinent, you ask me how to deal with it?
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Hong Ri Zhang Wei Luo
With words of disgust on his lips, Voldemort became more cautious.
His identity is too important and too sensitive.
The second generation Dark Lord, the instigator of the First Wizarding War, the leader of the Death Eaters, the advocate and disseminator of pure blood supremacy, etc.
If nothing else, just the identity of a Dark Lord makes people raise eyebrows.
Who is Quirrell?Is it worth having someone deal with him?
Since Quirrell has nothing worth dealing with specifically, the target to be dealt with is not Quirrell himself, but him, Voldemort.
"Who? Who is it?"
Voldemort looked through Charlie's memories wantonly.
He was unusually rough.
It's like a thief who broke into a house, and because he couldn't find valuable belongings, he not only rummaged through the cabinets, but also wreaked havoc.
He had forgotten what he had thought before.
What subordinates' subordinates should be gentler?
Go away.
Even his subordinates cannot compare with the noble him.What's more, they are subordinates' subordinates.
Because of Voldemort's actions, Charlie's limbs began to tremble wildly.
The two eyeballs seemed to have their own thoughts, turning randomly and irregularly, and sometimes swelled to the point of almost popping out of the eye sockets, as if they wanted to break free from the constraints of the eye sockets and gain greater freedom.
Paired with his congested face full of veins, it was even scarier than a patient in a mental hospital.
But if you look closely, you can see foaming at the corners of his mouth, as if he is dying.
Quirrell, who was sitting with his back against Charlie, couldn't see this scene and could only feel Charlie's constant twitching behind him.
Then, I smelled a foul smell.
It was obvious that Charlie was incontinent.
Quirrell reacted and said tremblingly: "I...my master, this...isn't this good? He...he is a student..."
Perhaps because he was too worried, he stuttered habitually.
It seems that there are too many disguises, and the stuttering has become a real stuttering.
"If the situation is too bad and we have to send him to the school doctor's office... Dumbledore will find out the clues..."
Quirrell's persuasion helped the crazy Voldemort regain some sense.
He searched Charlie's memory carefully again.
Still not much gained.
It’s not like there’s zero gain.
In addition to a large number of deleted memories, he saw a figure shrouded in a cloak and a hand with a ring.
Other than that, there is nothing else.
Is this the mysterious man?
Voldemort was not sure, but he was certain that this was the only trace left by the other party.
It's also the only loophole.
Now that he found what he needed, he stopped torturing Charlie and retreated to the back of Quirrell's head.
"You are right." Voldemort's voice became very elegant, "Then tell me how to deal with it now."
How to deal with it?how could I know?
Everyone in Quirrell was numb.
You have made people incontinent, and you ask me how to deal with it?
Quirrell wanted to question Voldemort, but unfortunately he didn't have the courage. He just quickly got up from the chair and went to check Charlie's condition.
Judging from appearance alone, Charlie's condition is not considered good.
He was foaming at the mouth, his eyes were white, and there was a puddle of wetness underneath him.
Quirrell is not a doctor, nor is he good at healing-type magic.
His specialty is Muggle Studies.
This is what I learned when I was a student. After I became a teacher at Hogwarts, I also taught this at first, and later switched to Defense Against the Dark Arts.
Therefore, he really doesn't understand these things. Even the defense against dark magic has seven orifices and six orifices.
Let alone therapy.
That is a skill that requires very professional knowledge to support.
"Let it go... first?" Quirrell looked around, and it seemed that this was the only way.
"Yeah." Voldemort didn't object.
Compared with Quirrell's panic, he was not afraid of any sequelae from Charlie.
Even if Charlie becomes an idiot, there will be no problem.
This is just a small thing.
It's not like he didn't know what Hogwarts was like and what kind of virtue Dumbledore was.
He was a Slytherin prefect and the Head Boy of Hogwarts. He was promoted to seventh grade with the best results in every exam. He was the smartest student Dumbledore had ever seen in Hogwarts history. .
While at school, he also won the Outstanding Character Award, the Special Contribution Award, etc., and even the Order of Merlin.
He has won many honors and is regarded as an outstanding student in the eyes of teachers and students. He secretly woos Slytherin snakes, suppresses different voices, and conducts various dangerous black magic experiments, including but not limited to making Horcruxes. , opened the Slytherin Chamber of Secrets and blamed Hagrid, killed his father and so on.
See, when he had no power, he dared to do these things, and he did them well without anyone noticing.
Now, he is stronger and has more methods at his disposal.
Of course, I am not afraid that the school staff will find out the clues.
Again, without Dumbledore, Hogwarts is nothing, and he immediately wiped out the whole place.
What can those two idiot teachers, such as the ghostly old man who teaches the history of magic, and the mad woman in the prophecy class, discover?What can be done?What can be protected?
After all, it was Dumbledore who took care of everything.
That's it.
"I have several kinds of magic at my disposal that can make it difficult for people to notice anything strange about him." Voldemort calmed the frightened Quirrell a little, "If it doesn't work, just put the problem on that Hufflepuff guy."
He is very good at framing people.
"Anyway, I might have to abandon him..." Voldemort thought for a while, "Let him go and call the people from the Roll family."
Voldemort had a rough plan in mind.
You still have to find out whether the Luoer family can use it.
It just so happens that there is a guy who can be used, so let him use it.
"Is it that Jack?" Quirrell remembered the specific name. "Tell him to call Bob Rolle over?"
"Yes, that's it." Voldemort quickly agreed, "Hurry up and try to get it done within an hour or two."
Get Bob over here early and check it with Legilimency to see if it works.
If you can use it, just use it; if you can't, just throw it away.
As for Jack?
As long as Charlie and Bob are in good health, Jack will be used as a tool.
It's great for gathering information, running errands, etc.
Anyway, he is just a fool who can manipulate with desire.
If Charlie and the others have physical problems, then Jack is the best person to take the blame.
One thing has two uses, a very good solution.
Voldemort thought about it and was very satisfied with his perfect plan.
"Okay, my master."
Quirrell got the order and hurried out to find Jack.
I don't know if it was an accident or a coincidence. After leaving the office, Quirrell didn't go far when he saw Jack in a corridor.
Seeing him, Quirrell had a smile on his face.
"You're here, that's just right!"
His identity is too important and too sensitive.
The second generation Dark Lord, the instigator of the First Wizarding War, the leader of the Death Eaters, the advocate and disseminator of pure blood supremacy, etc.
If nothing else, just the identity of a Dark Lord makes people raise eyebrows.
Who is Quirrell?Is it worth having someone deal with him?
Since Quirrell has nothing worth dealing with specifically, the target to be dealt with is not Quirrell himself, but him, Voldemort.
"Who? Who is it?"
Voldemort looked through Charlie's memories wantonly.
He was unusually rough.
It's like a thief who broke into a house, and because he couldn't find valuable belongings, he not only rummaged through the cabinets, but also wreaked havoc.
He had forgotten what he had thought before.
What subordinates' subordinates should be gentler?
Go away.
Even his subordinates cannot compare with the noble him.What's more, they are subordinates' subordinates.
Because of Voldemort's actions, Charlie's limbs began to tremble wildly.
The two eyeballs seemed to have their own thoughts, turning randomly and irregularly, and sometimes swelled to the point of almost popping out of the eye sockets, as if they wanted to break free from the constraints of the eye sockets and gain greater freedom.
Paired with his congested face full of veins, it was even scarier than a patient in a mental hospital.
But if you look closely, you can see foaming at the corners of his mouth, as if he is dying.
Quirrell, who was sitting with his back against Charlie, couldn't see this scene and could only feel Charlie's constant twitching behind him.
Then, I smelled a foul smell.
It was obvious that Charlie was incontinent.
Quirrell reacted and said tremblingly: "I...my master, this...isn't this good? He...he is a student..."
Perhaps because he was too worried, he stuttered habitually.
It seems that there are too many disguises, and the stuttering has become a real stuttering.
"If the situation is too bad and we have to send him to the school doctor's office... Dumbledore will find out the clues..."
Quirrell's persuasion helped the crazy Voldemort regain some sense.
He searched Charlie's memory carefully again.
Still not much gained.
It’s not like there’s zero gain.
In addition to a large number of deleted memories, he saw a figure shrouded in a cloak and a hand with a ring.
Other than that, there is nothing else.
Is this the mysterious man?
Voldemort was not sure, but he was certain that this was the only trace left by the other party.
It's also the only loophole.
Now that he found what he needed, he stopped torturing Charlie and retreated to the back of Quirrell's head.
"You are right." Voldemort's voice became very elegant, "Then tell me how to deal with it now."
How to deal with it?how could I know?
Everyone in Quirrell was numb.
You have made people incontinent, and you ask me how to deal with it?
Quirrell wanted to question Voldemort, but unfortunately he didn't have the courage. He just quickly got up from the chair and went to check Charlie's condition.
Judging from appearance alone, Charlie's condition is not considered good.
He was foaming at the mouth, his eyes were white, and there was a puddle of wetness underneath him.
Quirrell is not a doctor, nor is he good at healing-type magic.
His specialty is Muggle Studies.
This is what I learned when I was a student. After I became a teacher at Hogwarts, I also taught this at first, and later switched to Defense Against the Dark Arts.
Therefore, he really doesn't understand these things. Even the defense against dark magic has seven orifices and six orifices.
Let alone therapy.
That is a skill that requires very professional knowledge to support.
"Let it go... first?" Quirrell looked around, and it seemed that this was the only way.
"Yeah." Voldemort didn't object.
Compared with Quirrell's panic, he was not afraid of any sequelae from Charlie.
Even if Charlie becomes an idiot, there will be no problem.
This is just a small thing.
It's not like he didn't know what Hogwarts was like and what kind of virtue Dumbledore was.
He was a Slytherin prefect and the Head Boy of Hogwarts. He was promoted to seventh grade with the best results in every exam. He was the smartest student Dumbledore had ever seen in Hogwarts history. .
While at school, he also won the Outstanding Character Award, the Special Contribution Award, etc., and even the Order of Merlin.
He has won many honors and is regarded as an outstanding student in the eyes of teachers and students. He secretly woos Slytherin snakes, suppresses different voices, and conducts various dangerous black magic experiments, including but not limited to making Horcruxes. , opened the Slytherin Chamber of Secrets and blamed Hagrid, killed his father and so on.
See, when he had no power, he dared to do these things, and he did them well without anyone noticing.
Now, he is stronger and has more methods at his disposal.
Of course, I am not afraid that the school staff will find out the clues.
Again, without Dumbledore, Hogwarts is nothing, and he immediately wiped out the whole place.
What can those two idiot teachers, such as the ghostly old man who teaches the history of magic, and the mad woman in the prophecy class, discover?What can be done?What can be protected?
After all, it was Dumbledore who took care of everything.
That's it.
"I have several kinds of magic at my disposal that can make it difficult for people to notice anything strange about him." Voldemort calmed the frightened Quirrell a little, "If it doesn't work, just put the problem on that Hufflepuff guy."
He is very good at framing people.
"Anyway, I might have to abandon him..." Voldemort thought for a while, "Let him go and call the people from the Roll family."
Voldemort had a rough plan in mind.
You still have to find out whether the Luoer family can use it.
It just so happens that there is a guy who can be used, so let him use it.
"Is it that Jack?" Quirrell remembered the specific name. "Tell him to call Bob Rolle over?"
"Yes, that's it." Voldemort quickly agreed, "Hurry up and try to get it done within an hour or two."
Get Bob over here early and check it with Legilimency to see if it works.
If you can use it, just use it; if you can't, just throw it away.
As for Jack?
As long as Charlie and Bob are in good health, Jack will be used as a tool.
It's great for gathering information, running errands, etc.
Anyway, he is just a fool who can manipulate with desire.
If Charlie and the others have physical problems, then Jack is the best person to take the blame.
One thing has two uses, a very good solution.
Voldemort thought about it and was very satisfied with his perfect plan.
"Okay, my master."
Quirrell got the order and hurried out to find Jack.
I don't know if it was an accident or a coincidence. After leaving the office, Quirrell didn't go far when he saw Jack in a corridor.
Seeing him, Quirrell had a smile on his face.
"You're here, that's just right!"
