Chapter 209: Confrontation with Voldemort

Finally, Yang Tian passed through the black flames and entered the last room. There was no doubt that it was Quirrell who was in the room. At this moment, he was stroking a mirror with a golden frame that reached the ceiling. The words "Eris Stella Erhelu Ayit Ubi Kafru Ayiton Vohes" were clearly visible on the top.

Yang Tian, ​​who was familiar with the original novel, knew that it was the Mirror of Erised! And the Philosopher's Stone must have been hidden in the mirror by Dumbledore.

Seeing Yang Tian coming, Qi Luo was not surprised or panicked at all. Instead, he showed a strong hatred. He smiled cruelly and said, "As expected, I have been waiting for you to come. Today, you can rest in peace here."

Yang Tian was also not afraid. He smiled and said, "Are you so sure that I will come? And, Professor Quirrell, are you so confident that you can kill me? Or do you have something more powerful to rely on?"

Yang Tian's sudden question made Qi Luo feel a little uneasy. He had no time to show his wisdom, but asked in a panic: "What do you mean?"

Seeing this, Yang Tian smiled even more happily: "Or, ask your friend under the headscarf to come out and chat?"

"Asshole, you..." Quirrell was about to retort, but Voldemort's words came to his mind: "Okay, you piece of shit! He has discovered me, let me talk to him."

"Master, there is really no need for you to show up in person." Quirrell said devoutly.

"I said... let me... talk to him!" Voldemort said word by word.

Qi Luo had no choice but to peel off his headscarf layer by layer with trembling hands...

When the turban fell off completely, a distorted human face appeared behind Quirrell's head. At the same time, a creepy voice came from the back of Quirrell's head: "Boy, you have aroused my interest. You actually know my existence? Then you should also know who I am?"

Yang Tian still looked relaxed: "Of course, who wouldn't know the famous Dark Lord Voldemort?"

"Boy, you deserve to die! Don't you know the consequences of calling the Dark Lord by his name?" Quirrell's angry voice came.

Upon hearing this, Yang Tian said calmly, "Okay, okay, there's no need to worry about those boring details."

Then he turned to Voldemort with great interest and asked, "There is something I can't figure out. According to my analysis, you came to Hogwarts to steal the Philosopher's Stone, right? But according to your current situation, shouldn't you keep a low profile and behave yourself? But since the beginning of the school year, you have been uncharacteristically calculating against me, even at the cost of exposing yourself. For example, that damned punishment decision. I just can't figure it out. Did you know me at that time? Why did you hate me so much? Or are you in cahoots with that mysterious organization?"

“Hahaha, your mind is amazing. No wonder you have achieved such great success in your first year.” Voldemort was not angry when he heard this. Instead, he admired and bewitched him: “How about you be loyal to me? I will give you the strength and authority you have always dreamed of.”

Yang Tian couldn't help but sneer when he heard this. What could a village chief give him? But he didn't say it out loud, but asked stubbornly: "You haven't answered my question just now."

Voldemort didn't care, but said leisurely: "Okay, okay, then I will satisfy your curiosity. Do you remember the three black-robed wizards who died under your tree when you were five or six years old?"

"You are indeed in cahoots with that evil organization!" Yang Tian's eyes became dangerous.

"Stop it, kid. It's just a small organization under the Muggle royal family." Voldemort was very disdainful, but after looking at Yang Tian's expression, he asked dissatisfiedly: "What's that look in your eyes? Am I wrong?"

"Haha, are you sure that the mysterious organization that is more powerful than your Death Eaters is just a small organization?" Yang Tian sneered.

“No wonder, vision determines everything!” Voldemort laughed so unscrupulously: “You don’t even know the meaning of that organization’s existence, nor do you know the composition of that organization. If they were really powerful, they wouldn’t have suffered such a big loss at the hands of a group of frightened trash. To put it bluntly, I can have as many subordinates as the black-robed wizards as I want, but I, Voldemort, am not a garbage recycling station!”

"What about the green-robed wizards? Are they also rubbish?" Yang Tian said disdainfully: "You don't think there are few green-robed wizards in this organization, do you?"

"You still don't understand what I mean, haha. Since you are so interested, I can tell you a piece of news. They not only have black robes and green robes, but also blue robes and red robes. At the same time, they have quite a few blue-robed wizards! But so what? They will never belong to the magical world, and they have no future; they can only hide in the dark like rats in the sewer. If I hadn't given them a little bait back then, they wouldn't dare to come out and show off until now!"

Yang Tian had no idea what he was talking about, but Voldemort no longer gave Yang Tian a chance to speak. He got back to the point and said, "Let's talk about what happened back then. The three black-robed wizards who died in your hands, the female wizard, was mine. She was a glorious Death Eater!"

"Undercover?" Yang Tian murmured, "But how do you know that her death is related to me? At that time, apart from our people and the three dead black-robed wizards, there was no one else present! And you actually know the details of her death?"

Voldemort was even more proud. He laughed wildly and said, “Yes, there was indeed no one else present at the time, and my loyal Death Eater is indeed dead. However, before she died, she prepared an interesting little gift for you. She used her flesh and blood to complete a curse. In fact, this little curse is not of much use. It can only transmit a video of her death and what she was thinking at the time to my mind when the murderer appears in front of me!”

Yang Tian was shocked. He knew too little about the magical world. He had never heard of such a strange curse. Moreover, he still found it hard to believe: "So, you are willing to expose yourself for the sake of one of your Death Eaters?"

Hearing this, Voldemort suddenly became irritable. He roared wildly, "Of course there is more to it than that. You damn bastard, the suitcase has fallen into your hands, right? It should have been mine, mine! Do you know how long I have been preparing for this treasure? Do you really think that you, a bunch of rubbish, can easily kill four green-robed wizards?"

The Dark Lord's words were like a depth charge, completely shocking Yang Tian...