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The Alchemist of Harry Potter
Chapter 492: The story of Quirinas Quirrell (end)Time is in a hurry, it's too late!
Through a letter from the Minister of Magic, Quirrell successfully deceived Dumbledore out of the school. He knew he had to act, and he had never been as fully prepared as he is now.
The first level of guarding the Sorcerer's Stone is the three-headed dog Lu Wei raised by Hagrid. According to the information purchased by Hagrid and Quill, it only takes a piece of music to make Lu Wei fall asleep.
After using the harp to easily fix Luwei, Quill couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, opened the trapdoor on the ground, looked at the deep tunnel below, and began to recall the information he had purchased.
The second level is the devil net arranged by Professor Sprout.
Quirrell almost didn't hesitate, so he jumped out of the tunnel, and when he was about to land, cast a shock absorption charm on himself and landed gently on the devil's net.
After the **** plants felt their prey, they became active.
Quirrell swung his wand to turn into flames, dispelling all the surrounding devil nets, and quickly managed to break free from the devil nets.
What information is sold how to know these secrets.
Has that guy been here already?
That guy is Dumbledore’s conspiracy to deceive himself in disguise?
As he walked down the corridor, Quirrell's mind was full of doubts. He had already heard the sound. It was the key to the third level of flight. He needed to grab a rusty door-shaped key.
Quirrell saw the keys flying all over the sky, the flying broomstick, and the locked door.
After using the lock-opening spell and the anti-locking spell to no avail, he had no choice but to ride the broomstick and flew into the air to start a capture operation.
Rushing into the dense group of keys, Quillo desperately grabbed and fished it, but the key that was enchanted by Professor Flitwick dodges so fast that it almost made Quillo furious.
It took a full half an hour for Qiluo to finally grasp the key, forcibly stuffing it into the keyhole, and twisting the door to enter the fourth level: Wizard Chess.
Quirrell's own wizard chess level is just average.
However, he didn't panic at all, all the news was sold. The letter sent to him contained a knack for passing wizard chess.
He didn't even think about trying it on his own. Instead, he took out the strategy directly from his pocket, that is, Albert's steps to clear the wizard chess last time. Playing chess step by step, he easily passed the giant chessboard array carefully arranged by Professor McGonagall.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"The money is worth it."
When Quirrell looked at the fifth level he arranged, he said to himself.
Troll security guards are not actually dangerous. Their biggest problem is the stench, so Quirrell casts a head-foaming spell on himself.
Of course, Quirrell himself has his own experience on how to train trolls, otherwise he wouldn't use trolls as the fifth level.
Of course, when Dumbledore asked him for help, he suggested renting a monster security guard from the goblins to protect things.
When Quirrell entered the room, he immediately waved his wand at the troll.
I saw that there were many bumps on the head of the giant monster. It kept scratching its head, and finally knocked on the bumps with the wooden stick in its hand. As a result, it knocked out a big bump, but also staged a game of self-improvement. A stunned comedy.
After passing the trolls, the next step is Snape's logical reasoning riddle.
Quirrell glanced at the contents of the parchment on the table, and felt a little head pain. He rarely touched logical reasoning and had no talent in this area.
If you want to answer, it is estimated to consume a lot of time.
However, this time, Quirrell knew the answer directly, chose the smallest bottle, drank the potion in it directly, and then passed through the black flames to reach the final level of the seventh level arranged by Dumbledore.
According to the information sold to all information, Dumbledore hid the Sorcerer's Stone in the Eris' Mirror. The best way is to pack the Mirror and take it away, and then study it slowly.
However, how can it be removed blatantly?
What's more, Quirrell spent so much time just to get the Sorcerer's Stone, he could not wait.
In the Mirror of Eris, Quirrell saw that he had obtained the Sorcerer's Stone, and also gained the power and status that he should have. The guys who had laughed at him were trembling at their feet.
"But where will the Philosopher's Stone be hidden?"
Quirrell knocked along the surrounding mirror frames with his hands, but nothing was gained. He didn't give up, checked again and again, but never found where Dumbledore hid the Philosopher's Stone.
Obviously close at hand, he would never tolerate his failure, nor would his master Voldemort.
"What's the matter with this mirror? What function does it have? Help me, Master!" Quirrell had to ask the Dark Lord for help.
"waste!"
Voldemort was very dissatisfied with Quirrell’s incompetence. He looked at the magic mirror and said: "Dumbledore cast some kind of magic on the Eris’s Mirror, hiding the Philosopher’s Stone in the Mirror. The Eris’s Mirror can be seen by people. For the things you desire, you need someone else to help you take out the objects from the mirror. A wizard who desires the magic stone may not be able to take the magic stone from the mirror."
"But, at this point in time, where should I find other people!"
Quirrell was quite helpless, he suddenly discovered how reliable the way the guy who sold all the news was.
If you follow the other's advice from the beginning, you won't waste a lot of time.
"What's the use of giving up your incompetence and stealing the magic mirror," Voldemort was rather dissatisfied with Quirrell's incompetence.
Just as Quirrell was about to pack up the entire magic mirror, he heard footsteps not far away, and the famous Harry Potter would actually appear here.
Quirrell smiled, very happy!
Because of the stupid Potter, he thought it was Snape who wanted to steal the Philosopher's Stone.
It seems that his performance was very successful.
Of course, it has a lot to do with Snape who does not look like a good person.
Quirrell easily controlled Harry and brought him to the Mirror of Eris, chattering about his deeds. He also yearned for someone to share this with himself, and liked seeing the incredible expression on Potter's face.
Anyway, after getting the Philosopher's Stone, he would no longer let the opponent live in the world.
To blame, blame himself for being too nosy.
"What did you see?" Quirrell asked expectantly.
"I saw myself winning the Academy Cup for Gryffindor." Harry replied, but another voice sounded in the room.
He is lying!
"Tell me the truth, what did you see just now?" Quirrell pointed his wand at Harry's head, almost blinding him in the eye.
"Let me talk to him... face to face..."
The Dark Lord was also interested in defeating his own Potter, however, this made Quirrell feel terrified and uneasy.
Every time, the Dark Lord consumes energy, it will greatly weaken Quirrell's life.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmThe blood of the unicorn did make Quirrell immortal, but his life was still being consumed continuously. He was just immortal. Now Quirrell is getting weaker and weaker.
The Dark Lord really deserves to be the Dark Lord. He could easily see through Harry's lies and found the Philosopher's Stone hidden by Dumbledore-right in Harry's pocket.
Although Quirrell didn't know exactly how Dumbledore did it, he didn't want to know at all, as long as he could get the Sorcerer's Stone.
The Dark Lord was not robbing the Philosopher's Stone for the first time, but was tempting Potter to be loyal to him. There was no doubt that he had failed.
Moreover, Harry Potter rushed into the black flames by himself. He was so stupid. Didn't he know the horror of those flames?
"Grab him, hurry!" Voldemort screamed angrily.
Harry Potter died if he died, but he would never tolerate the opponent destroying the Philosopher's Stone.
Quirrell, who was already prepared, immediately pounced on ~www.mtl.com~ and knocked Harry to the ground. He rode on Harry Potter, pinched the opponent's neck with both hands, preparing to strangle the savior to death.
"My hand-my hand!" Quirrell was horrified to find that where he was in contact with Harry's skin, countless blisters began to appear, as if they had been burned by fire, they were red and shiny.
"Fool, kill him with magic, hurry up!"
Voldemort's harsh voice echoed in Quirrell's mind.
When Quirrell was about to use magic to kill Harry, the other party desperately touched Quirrell's skin with both hands, causing him to scream in pain and unable to use magic.
As long as you kill Harry Potter and kill him, you will be able to get the Sorcerer's Stone, and you will be able to realize your desires and have the power and power you want.
Quirrell desperately tried to push Harry away from him, but the violent pain almost completely overwhelmed his sanity.
Finally, Quirrell felt someone pull Harry Potter away from him, who had passed out.
Dumbledore, he actually came back.
At the moment Dumbledore appeared, Voldemort realized that he had failed, and the mutilated soul broke free from Quirrell, rushed into the distance, and soon disappeared.
Voldemort's departure was almost the last straw that crushed Quirrell. With his departure, Quirrell's life like a candle in the wind was about to die.
Even the cursed life bestowed by the unicorn cannot prevent death from coming.
Quirrell fell to the ground, looking at the direction Voldemort was fleeing, Dumbledore's figure reflected in his pupils, his lips moved lightly, and he murmured, "You liars!"
Quirrell was dead, but not worthy of mercy.
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