Chapter 98 Voldemort and Dumbledore
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Qi Shui Ping Gai
Chapter 98 Voldemort and Dumbledore
After capturing Harry Potter alive, Snape couldn't hide the smile on his face, "Potter, you should still remember how to get to Professor McGonagall's office?"
Harry stared at Snape indignantly.
He was worried about the safety of the Philosopher's Stone, but the other professors ignored him at all, especially Professor Snape, who was even holding him back.
Noticing Harry's eyes, Snape's expression was slightly complicated.
But when he saw Harry's face, Snape felt a little disgusted.
"Let's go!"
Bringing Harry and Ron to Professor McGonagall's office, Snape knocked on the door.
"Please come in!" Professor McGonagall's voice came from the office.
Squeak!
Snape opened the door and motioned with his eyes for Harry and Ron to go in first.
Professor McGonagall was still grading homework.
There are about a thousand students in Hogwarts. Even if each student only submits one paper per week, it is an extremely huge workload.
Therefore, the task of correcting homework is usually completed by a special magic quill, and Professor McGonagall will only read a few well-written papers.
"Severus?"
Professor McGonagall looked up, and when he saw Harry and Ron, his face immediately became serious, "Mr. Potter, Mr. Weasley, what the hell are you two doing?"
Professor McGonagall almost suffered from high blood pressure.
If she remembered correctly, this was the third time Harry and Ron had been caught on a night out.
It was Filch who caught them for the first time in the corridor of the restricted area on the fourth floor.
The second time in the Forbidden Forest, it was Hagrid who sent them back.
The third time... they were caught by Snape again.
Professor McGonagall didn't know what to say.
There are countless little wizards in the school who like to go out at night, but Professor McGonagall has never seen anyone get caught just once for going out at night.
It's really addictive.
Harry lowered his head, feeling a little ashamed and full of anger towards Snape at the same time, "Professor McGonagall, Professor Dumbledore has left the school, that attacker will definitely take the opportunity to steal the Philosopher's Stone..."
"Dumbledore will handle the matter of the Sorcerer's Stone himself."
Professor McGonagall looked at Harry with a sullen face, and said seriously, "Didn't I tell you?"
If Professor McGonagall was proficient in Chinese, she would understand that Harry was a typical example of an emperor being in no hurry and an eunuch being in a hurry.
However, this is also the result of many factors.
The cold reception in the Muggle world, the identity of the savior, the deduction of points for the first night tour, the suspicion of others, the sense of justice in my heart...
To put it simply, Harry wants to do something that fits the status of 'savior' too much now.
But his essence is just an 11-year-old little wizard.
"I..." Harry opened his mouth, but didn't know how to defend himself.
Yes, many people have told him that the professors will take care of it, but he can't help it.
"Professor McGonagall, I'll leave it to you." Snape smiled slightly, only feeling in a good mood.
"Thank you!" Professor McGonagall nodded.
After Snape gave Harry a 'good luck' look, he turned and left Professor McGonagall's office.
……
On the fourth floor of the castle, in the dark corridor, Quirrell was slowly moving forward step by step.
"Master... Master?"
Quirrell called tentatively, "Are you still there?"
In the gloomy corridor, no one answered his question.
If you observe carefully, you will find that Quirrell's body under the cloak has been trembling.
"Araho Cave is open!"
Opening the door at the end of the corridor, Quirrell bent down and walked in.
"Wow! Woah—"
The three-headed dog roared loudly, and the three heads of the dog bit at Quirrell at the same time.
In a panic, Quirrell took out a harp from the pocket that had been cast with the space extension spell, and waved his wand to make the harp play automatically.
"Ouch..."
The three-headed dog indeed fell into a deep sleep.
Flipping the trap, Quirrell flicked his wand and threw a ball of light.
After seeing clearly the mechanism below, Quirrell jumped down.
The several checkpoints under the trap obviously couldn't trap an adult wizard like Quirrell. After a little effort, Quirrell came to the last level to protect the Sorcerer's Stone.
Mirror of Erised.
This is a mirror that reaches the height of the ceiling. Standing in front of the mirror, Quirrell can see himself in the mirror holding the Philosopher's Stone and looking at himself with a smile on his face.
"The Philosopher's Stone! This is the Philosopher's Stone!"
Quirrell was a little crazy, and turned his head to look at his hand suddenly, but found that his hand was empty.
"What the hell is Dumbledore doing?"
Quirrell angrily took out his wand and pointed it at the mirror, but he was worried that after destroying the mirror, the magic stone would disappear with the mirror.
"Master, master...are you there?"
Quirrell turned and looked around, "Master, I have found the Philosopher's Stone."
In the empty stone room, only Quirrell's voice echoed back and forth.
"Master... master, are you... are you still there?"
Quirrell was already a little panicked. Will Voldemort give up on him?
The figure in the mirror suddenly began to change, and Quirrell turned sharply to look at the mirror, only to see himself in the mirror gradually becoming... Dumbledore...?
"Deng...Dumbledore!?" Quirrell panicked, took a few steps back weakly, and sat down on the ground.
Dumbledore stepped out of the mirror and glanced down at Quirrell.
Quirrell's hood had fallen off, revealing his bald head - not a single hair on it, nor Voldemort's pale face.
"Where is Voldemort?" Dumbledore asked seriously.
"I...I don't know..." Quirrell replied tremblingly.
Voldemort did not act with Quirrell at all. After entering Hogwarts Castle, Voldemort separated from Quirrell's body.He asked Quirrell to find the Philosopher's Stone first, as he still had things to do.
Dumbledore sighed, and directly used Legilimency.
"Tom...not good!!"
Dumbledore was startled, he had no time to deal with Quirrell, he only waved his wand to bind Quirrell, and then used the 'Patron Saint' to notify the other professors in the castle.
After doing all this, Dumbledore immediately turned around and left quickly.
Since Voldemort can possess Quirrell, he can also possess others.
But at this very moment, a qualified body was lying in the school infirmary.
Tony Twain!
"It's over..."
Quirrell was devastated.
Voldemort abandoned him, Dumbledore caught him... between these two big men, Quirrell felt as innocent as a sheep.
When Dumbledore appeared just now, he didn't even resist.
I don't know if Dumbledore would take this into consideration and be more tolerant of him.
"waste……"
Voldemort's angry voice suddenly sounded, and a cloud of black mist floated quickly from a distance, and then directly attached to Quirrell's body.
"Master...Master!" Quirrell was so surprised that Voldemort didn't give up on him.
"Take your wand!"
Voldemort's tone was sharp, and he roared impatiently: "Dumbledore informed the others and used them to get the Philosopher's Stone!"
After capturing Harry Potter alive, Snape couldn't hide the smile on his face, "Potter, you should still remember how to get to Professor McGonagall's office?"
Harry stared at Snape indignantly.
He was worried about the safety of the Philosopher's Stone, but the other professors ignored him at all, especially Professor Snape, who was even holding him back.
Noticing Harry's eyes, Snape's expression was slightly complicated.
But when he saw Harry's face, Snape felt a little disgusted.
"Let's go!"
Bringing Harry and Ron to Professor McGonagall's office, Snape knocked on the door.
"Please come in!" Professor McGonagall's voice came from the office.
Squeak!
Snape opened the door and motioned with his eyes for Harry and Ron to go in first.
Professor McGonagall was still grading homework.
There are about a thousand students in Hogwarts. Even if each student only submits one paper per week, it is an extremely huge workload.
Therefore, the task of correcting homework is usually completed by a special magic quill, and Professor McGonagall will only read a few well-written papers.
"Severus?"
Professor McGonagall looked up, and when he saw Harry and Ron, his face immediately became serious, "Mr. Potter, Mr. Weasley, what the hell are you two doing?"
Professor McGonagall almost suffered from high blood pressure.
If she remembered correctly, this was the third time Harry and Ron had been caught on a night out.
It was Filch who caught them for the first time in the corridor of the restricted area on the fourth floor.
The second time in the Forbidden Forest, it was Hagrid who sent them back.
The third time... they were caught by Snape again.
Professor McGonagall didn't know what to say.
There are countless little wizards in the school who like to go out at night, but Professor McGonagall has never seen anyone get caught just once for going out at night.
It's really addictive.
Harry lowered his head, feeling a little ashamed and full of anger towards Snape at the same time, "Professor McGonagall, Professor Dumbledore has left the school, that attacker will definitely take the opportunity to steal the Philosopher's Stone..."
"Dumbledore will handle the matter of the Sorcerer's Stone himself."
Professor McGonagall looked at Harry with a sullen face, and said seriously, "Didn't I tell you?"
If Professor McGonagall was proficient in Chinese, she would understand that Harry was a typical example of an emperor being in no hurry and an eunuch being in a hurry.
However, this is also the result of many factors.
The cold reception in the Muggle world, the identity of the savior, the deduction of points for the first night tour, the suspicion of others, the sense of justice in my heart...
To put it simply, Harry wants to do something that fits the status of 'savior' too much now.
But his essence is just an 11-year-old little wizard.
"I..." Harry opened his mouth, but didn't know how to defend himself.
Yes, many people have told him that the professors will take care of it, but he can't help it.
"Professor McGonagall, I'll leave it to you." Snape smiled slightly, only feeling in a good mood.
"Thank you!" Professor McGonagall nodded.
After Snape gave Harry a 'good luck' look, he turned and left Professor McGonagall's office.
……
On the fourth floor of the castle, in the dark corridor, Quirrell was slowly moving forward step by step.
"Master... Master?"
Quirrell called tentatively, "Are you still there?"
In the gloomy corridor, no one answered his question.
If you observe carefully, you will find that Quirrell's body under the cloak has been trembling.
"Araho Cave is open!"
Opening the door at the end of the corridor, Quirrell bent down and walked in.
"Wow! Woah—"
The three-headed dog roared loudly, and the three heads of the dog bit at Quirrell at the same time.
In a panic, Quirrell took out a harp from the pocket that had been cast with the space extension spell, and waved his wand to make the harp play automatically.
"Ouch..."
The three-headed dog indeed fell into a deep sleep.
Flipping the trap, Quirrell flicked his wand and threw a ball of light.
After seeing clearly the mechanism below, Quirrell jumped down.
The several checkpoints under the trap obviously couldn't trap an adult wizard like Quirrell. After a little effort, Quirrell came to the last level to protect the Sorcerer's Stone.
Mirror of Erised.
This is a mirror that reaches the height of the ceiling. Standing in front of the mirror, Quirrell can see himself in the mirror holding the Philosopher's Stone and looking at himself with a smile on his face.
"The Philosopher's Stone! This is the Philosopher's Stone!"
Quirrell was a little crazy, and turned his head to look at his hand suddenly, but found that his hand was empty.
"What the hell is Dumbledore doing?"
Quirrell angrily took out his wand and pointed it at the mirror, but he was worried that after destroying the mirror, the magic stone would disappear with the mirror.
"Master, master...are you there?"
Quirrell turned and looked around, "Master, I have found the Philosopher's Stone."
In the empty stone room, only Quirrell's voice echoed back and forth.
"Master... master, are you... are you still there?"
Quirrell was already a little panicked. Will Voldemort give up on him?
The figure in the mirror suddenly began to change, and Quirrell turned sharply to look at the mirror, only to see himself in the mirror gradually becoming... Dumbledore...?
"Deng...Dumbledore!?" Quirrell panicked, took a few steps back weakly, and sat down on the ground.
Dumbledore stepped out of the mirror and glanced down at Quirrell.
Quirrell's hood had fallen off, revealing his bald head - not a single hair on it, nor Voldemort's pale face.
"Where is Voldemort?" Dumbledore asked seriously.
"I...I don't know..." Quirrell replied tremblingly.
Voldemort did not act with Quirrell at all. After entering Hogwarts Castle, Voldemort separated from Quirrell's body.He asked Quirrell to find the Philosopher's Stone first, as he still had things to do.
Dumbledore sighed, and directly used Legilimency.
"Tom...not good!!"
Dumbledore was startled, he had no time to deal with Quirrell, he only waved his wand to bind Quirrell, and then used the 'Patron Saint' to notify the other professors in the castle.
After doing all this, Dumbledore immediately turned around and left quickly.
Since Voldemort can possess Quirrell, he can also possess others.
But at this very moment, a qualified body was lying in the school infirmary.
Tony Twain!
"It's over..."
Quirrell was devastated.
Voldemort abandoned him, Dumbledore caught him... between these two big men, Quirrell felt as innocent as a sheep.
When Dumbledore appeared just now, he didn't even resist.
I don't know if Dumbledore would take this into consideration and be more tolerant of him.
"waste……"
Voldemort's angry voice suddenly sounded, and a cloud of black mist floated quickly from a distance, and then directly attached to Quirrell's body.
"Master...Master!" Quirrell was so surprised that Voldemort didn't give up on him.
"Take your wand!"
Voldemort's tone was sharp, and he roared impatiently: "Dumbledore informed the others and used them to get the Philosopher's Stone!"
