Chapter 47 Quirrell Takes Action

"Oh, by the way, Professor, do you like the gift?" Hephis suddenly thought of something and asked.

Snape's mouth twitched.

He pulled a vial of golden liquid from his pocket and placed it on the table.

"Felixir, you should know how to use it."

"Thank you, Professor."

Hephes' eyes lit up immediately. It seemed that this was Snape's return gift.

The Felixir, also known as the luck potion, is considered a regular item in the world of Harry Potter.

Just take one drop and your wishes will come true, but of course there are limits.

If before drinking the potion, you were thinking about killing Dumbledore.

The result might be that you will be killed in return, but you will be able to hold on for a little longer.

The preparation process of the Fuling agent is extremely complicated and takes up to half a year.

And if there is even the slightest mistake in the process, the entire medicine will be ruined.

Hephis carefully put the vial into his bag. Snape was sensible.

If you have the chance, try to resurrect Lily Evans.

"Okay, leave now." Snape said calmly.

"Good night, Professor."

Hephis returned to the dormitory happily. Without Theodore, he could have a good sleep tonight.

Snape took out a vial containing a drop of ruby-red blood and rubbed it gently with his fingers.

The blood given by the unicorn. If he had had this drop of blood in his hand 11 years ago, perhaps Lily could have survived.

Happy time is always short.

Hephis had just finished catching up on some sleep in the Defense Against the Dark Arts class when he was stopped again by Professor Quirrell.

"He...Face, have you...read...your book?" Quirrell stammered.

Hephis looked around and found that there were still some little wizards who had not left.

"Professor Quirrell, I did read the book, but a lot of things in it are not clearly written."

During this period, Hephis's mind was filled with memory fragments, and even after clearing them, there were still some memory confusions.

He had completely forgotten about Quirrell.

But after this reminder, I remembered that it was time to see what Quirrell was up to.

"Then... tomorrow night... come... to my office, and I... will help you with your studies." A hint of urgency flashed in Professor Quirrell's eyes.

"Yes, Professor. I look forward to it."

"See you tomorrow night."

"Goodbye, Professor."

It seems that Qi Luo is a little anxious, otherwise he should wait for the fish to take the bait after putting out the bait.

Now he is using the Internet directly, there must be something urgent that he needs to do. It seems that he needs to make more preparations.

Although Dumbledore is here, magic is so strange and strange, so it is better to be careful.

The next evening, Hephis knocked gently on Professor Quirrell's office door.

A faint voice came from inside the door: "Please... please come in."

"Good evening, Professor Quirrell." Hephis greeted with a smile and closed the door.

"Hephis, you're here."

"I shouldn't have come, but I did."

Professor Quirrell was stunned. What did that mean? Did Hephis know something?

His face turned pale and beads of sweat began to appear on his forehead.

"Ah! Sorry, Professor. I watched a movie during the holiday, so I just said it casually." Hephis explained insincerely.

Professor Quirrell's face flushed a little. "Hephis, since you are here, I believe you are very eager to read the contents of the book. So let's not play word games."

"Professor Quirrell, you're not stuttering anymore!" Hephis pretended to be surprised.

"You..." Quirrell was a little speechless.

"Okay, professor, let's get down to business! Why did you call me here? Or why me?" Hephes said seriously.

"Slytherin students are always ambitious and will do anything to achieve their goals."

"Professor, you know Slytherin well! Aren't you a Ravenclaw?"

"Humph! You really need the content of the book, don't you?" Professor Quirrell took a deep breath and tried to calm down.

"I am indeed interested, but there are many Slytherin students, why me?"

"I see your talent and potential, Hephis. If you follow me, I will help you grow faster."

"Thank you for your interest, Professor. What do I need to pay?" Hephis looked at Quirrell calmly.

"I need you to do something."

Hephis looked at Quirrell curiously.

"Get me some unicorn blood," Quirrell whispered.

"How is this possible? How could a unicorn give me blood for no reason?"

Hephis frowned. What was going on? Did Quirrell know that he had given Snape unicorn blood?

"No, I don't need pure blood, just unicorn blood." Quirrell suddenly became excited.

"Fuck, you're crazy." Hephis didn't understand.

"I'm not crazy, I just need their blood for experiments."

"The unicorns are all in the Forbidden Forest. I don't know if I can find them. Even if I do, I may not be able to catch them."

"I have the approximate location where the unicorns gather. As for the method, the Killing Curse can restrain the unicorns." Quirrell smiled maliciously.

"Kill the unicorn? It's easier than catching it." Hephesus said seriously.

"I can teach you how to use the Killing Curse right now. As long as you practice more, it will be easy to kill a unicorn." Quirrell's tone was full of temptation.

"It's a good deal. Using the life of a unicorn to get what you want is a good deal." Hephis nodded.

"Yes, as long as you give me your blood, I will give you the full text of the book and teach you." Quirrell continued to seduce.

"I refuse!" Hephis said playfully.

"What?" Quirrell wondered if he had heard it wrong.

"I...refuse." Hephes said word by word.

"Why?" Qi Luo's eyes flashed with a trace of anger that was difficult to conceal. "Don't you also think this deal is a good deal?"

"Professor Quirrell, I'm not a three-year-old child anymore. Don't I know the consequences of killing a unicorn?" Hephesus said with a hint of sarcasm in his smile.

Qi Luo snorted coldly, his expression became even gloomier, "As long as you are strong enough, what do the so-called consequences matter?"

"Then why don't you go?"

"Me?" Quirrell was being stared at too closely by that mad dog Snape to be able to move.

"Yeah! I think it's still..."

Quirrell suddenly pulled out his wand and fired at Hephis, "Soul out of the body!"

Hephis unconsciously turned his body to the side and avoided the spell.

He drew his wand, and several black shields floated in front of him.

Suddenly the whole office went dark.

"I knew it wouldn't be easy to take you down." A voice completely different from Quirrell's sounded from all directions.

"This space has been blocked by me. The game ends here."