Harry Potter: Dark Alchemy Chapter 89: Find the principal in case of trouble

　　Wright glanced at the direction where Voldemort had disappeared, with an inexplicable expression. Why did you run away before I took a shot? Is this the legendary person who knows the times as a junjie?

　　Wright lowered his head to look at Quirrell on the ground, this...Is he still saved? Also, what should I do now?

　　 After having a headache for a while, Wright blew a whistle as if thinking of something.

　　 After a while, a roar of crows gradually approached from a distance, and for a while, the fat head flapped wings and flew to Wright's side.

　　Wright invited a leaf, turned it into a piece of parchment, and turned a branch into a pen, and began to write and draw on it.

　　 After finishing writing, Wright rolled the parchment into a roll and stuffed it into Fatto’s mouth. Fatto immediately took the letter and flew to Hogwarts Castle.

　　right stood there quietly and waited.

　　 Suddenly, a flash of fire flashed, and Dumbledore, clutching Fox's paw, appeared out of thin air on the clearing. The cool evening breeze blew the purple cloak on his body, and even the white beard that grew to the waist was a bit slanted at this time.

　　 "Wright," and then Dumbledore took Fox's hurried apparition and moved to Wright's face. He looked at him seriously and said, "Are all the things you said in the letter true?"

　　 "Yes." Lay nodded and pointed at Quirrell on the ground, still following the previous title for Dumbledore, "Teacher, just look at Quirrell, he is lying there now! "

　　 Dumbledore had no time to look at his surroundings at this time. There was no way. The letter Wright had just let Fathead bring him was too sensitive! Dumbledore had always let Snape pay attention to Quirrell, but he did not expect that it was not Quirrell who was really worthy of attention, but Voldemort hiding behind Quirrell's head!

　　 Dumbledore turned his head and immediately saw Quirrell lying face down on the ground. The **** traces on the back of his bald head were very conspicuous in Dumbledore's eyes.

　　 Dumbledore apparated directly to Quirrell's side, crouched down and swept the back of Quirrell's head with his old palm out of thin air, the wicked aura of the soul on it had not yet dissipated.

　　 "Tom." Dumbledore stood up silently, closed his eyes solemnly, and then began to use his principal's authority to perceive the entire Hogwarts, and the purple cloak on his body followed him. With no wind, the movements will automatically rise.

　　 But just as Dumbledore knew Voldemort, Voldemort also fully understood what kind of power Dumbledore, as the headmaster of Hogwarts, possesses on this piece of land. As early as the moment Wright changed his face, Voldemort immediately fled to the depths of the Forbidden Forest and disappeared directly from there.

　　 Dumbledore opened his eyes again without gain, and then he walked to Wright's side while thinking.

　　 "Wright, can you tell me what happened just now?" Dumbledore asked Wright after he sorted his mind.

　　 "Of course it’s okay." Wright said, and then he explained the reason why he was here tonight, what happened, and finally, after seeing Quirrell sucking the blood of the unicorn, he came here with him to fight all the things. Said it.

　　"It’s just that I feel Quirrell’s level of strength is a bit abnormal," I don’t know if Dumbledore’s selection level was secretly complaining, Wright said, "I think as a professor at Hogwarts, he It shouldn’t be just this level."

　　"This is normal," Dumbledore said. "Drinking unicorn blood can only help Voldemort continue his life, and Quirrell will bear all the consequences."

　　After 　　 finished speaking, Dumbledore glanced at Quirrell behind him, “Especially this year, Voldemort’s soul has placed too much burden on Quirrell, so heavy that he can’t even remember him. What is it like."

　　 "It's no wonder that in a battle, he would only stand in place and use Avada's life. I thought he could not use other spells." Wright said with a curled mouth.

　　 "How is it possible?" Dumbledore stretched his expression, "If Professor Flitwick hears you, he will definitely feel uncomfortable. Quirrell was also one of Ravenclaw's outstanding graduates. He I also attended the NEWTs improvement class taught by Professor Flitwick."

　　 "Then what should we do now?" Wright pointed at Quirrell who was lying on the ground, as if only the last breath was left. "What are we going to do with this follower of Voldemort?"

　　 "Let this poor man sleep here." Dumbledore shook his head, "Even if we save him now, it will only make him more painful. The pain of another division of the soul is not a human being. It's all acceptable, not to mention that Quirrell has suffered from Voldemort's soul this year."

　　Wright was a little surprised. This was not the first time he was surprised by Dumbledore's actions.

　　 The first time, it was Wright who was accepted as a student by Dumbledore and was taught combat experience.

　　 The second time, Wright was taken by Dumbledore to Devon, where he learned alchemy from Nicholas.

　　 The third time, it was Wright who discovered that Dumbledore hadn’t paid the attention he deserved to Harry~IndoMTL.com~Even when Harry wandered through the dangerous castle at night, Dumbledore did Not following Harry.

　　 Now Wright originally thought that Dumbledore would rescue Quirrell, and no matter how bad he would play Quirrell's last point, but now Dumbledore said something to put Quirrell in sleep.

　　 Isn’t that sentence called "for the greater good"? And Lao Deng, isn't it black after cutting it? How did it suddenly become like this. Is this also the effect of world deviation?

　　 "What about Harry?" Wright couldn't help but ask.

　　"What about Harry?"

　　 "It's the levels that your teacher set up?" Wright said, "Aren't you set up specifically for Harry?"

　　What’s the name of the game where the hero who lost the guardian boss is called?

　　 "Wright, I told you already, those levels are just to protect Nico's Philosopher's Stone." Dumbledore looked at Wright with his hands on his hips, somewhat helplessly, "Harry has his own life. "

　　 If I hadn't read the original, I would have believed what you were saying at this time. Wright was silent in his heart.

　　 "By the way, Wright, did Voldemort mention anything else of value to you just now?" Dumbledore asked.

　　 "Yes, Voldemort wanted to recruit me as a subordinate, and then told me that the place where he hides the bloodline transformation magic is in the forest of Albania." Wright said.

　　"Bloodline transformation magic?" Dumbledore raised his eyebrows. "I thought Wright would use its original name correctly. All the bloodline transformation magic in the world is actually just magical transformation."