Daily Life at Hogwarts Chapter 394: The Story of Quirinus Quirrell (3)

In the morning, Quirrell was awakened by the sound of the rain outside the window. He suddenly leaned out of bed, a severe pain spread all over his body, and he couldn't help baring his teeth.

Last night, Quirrell's owner, the famous Dark Lord, punished him with black magic because he was dissatisfied with his efficiency.

Voldemort was not a benevolent master, and Quirrell was still sore from the negative effects of the Cruciatus.

He reached out and covered his cheeks to hide the pain on his face, not because he was inefficient, but because this kind of thing just couldn't happen quickly.

A professor who can be invited by Dumbledore to set up levels for the Philosopher's Stone has his own skills. Even if he can subdue one or two and ask for information about the agency that protects the Philosopher's Stone, he will inevitably expose himself. Speaking of stealing the Philosopher's Stone, it's a question of whether or not he can escape from the school.

Furthermore, the professors were all told by Dumbledore not to disclose the mechanism that protects the Philosopher's Stone to anyone.

Quiere is no exception, and he doesn't dare to openly ask other professors. He can only inadvertently lead the topic in this direction through daily communication. For example, today I saw someone sneaking into the restricted area on the fourth floor. In the corridor, I was almost bitten by that three-headed dog.

However, over a month later, Quirrell is still getting nothing, his master is losing patience, and last night it was a warning that if Quirrell can't complete the task, he will do it himself when Voldemort gathers strength, then His life would burn out like a firework in full bloom.

Quiere struggled out of bed and poured himself a pain-suppressing potion. He came to the mirror and looked at the pale young man in the mirror.

Quirrell turned to his side. The back of Quirrell's head in the mirror had a terrifying face. It was Voldemort. Its eyes were closed, and there were two slender nostrils. Thought this face had no nose.

This is the terrible punishment Voldemort gave Quirrell after his last defeat. He possessed Quirrell's body, using his life as nourishment, slowly regaining his physical strength.

However, considering the difficulty of Quirrell's mission, Voldemort has been in a semi-dormant state, slowly accumulating energy and avoiding excessive consumption of Quirrell's life.

However, the moment Quirrell was possessed by Voldemort, his life entered a countdown. If he didn't get the Philosopher's Stone, he would die soon, so Voldemort didn't worry about Quirrell not doing his best to help him. Stealing the Philosopher's Stone was just Quirrell's slow progress, which made the Dark Lord very dissatisfied.

"I'll make it, I'll get the Philosopher's Stone." Quirrell murmured into the mirror, taking a large scarf from a nearby shelf, hiding the face on the back of his head, and still Forget to use magic on the scarf to prevent someone from tearing the big scarf off his head when he's not looking.

Quiell didn't forget that not long ago, Peeves, who was famous for being mischievous at school, stared at the big scarf above his head, and even tried to pull it off to see if there was garlic in it. Luckily, he reacted promptly, otherwise God knows what would have happened.

Since that incident, Quirrell has been careful, and will spell his large scarf to prevent Peeves or other students from forcibly pulling it off his head.

After packing up and getting himself back together, Quirrell headed to the auditorium for dinner as usual. As he passed the fourth floor, Quirrell vaguely saw a familiar figure walking towards him, and he couldn't help speeding up his pace. , and turned a few corners to get rid of each other.

Albert Anderson.

The talented wizard at Hogwarts.

However, the student most professors liked was one of the last people Quirrell wanted to see at Hogwarts.

He simply couldn't understand why the other party had so many tricky questions. All the Hogwarts students together would not necessarily have as many questions as Albert.

In every third grade Gryffindor class, the genius at Hogwarts always asks him questions, even in class, if he encounters him on the way after class, he will be asked questions, those tricky ones The question was not easy to answer, Quirrell felt that he might be driven crazy by the other party at any time.

For this reason, Quirrell now chooses to walk around Albert, so as not to be bumped into by the other party again. However, even though he has achieved this level, Quirrell finds that he can still encounter each other often, As if Albert knew his exact location.

Quiell had asked other Hogwarts professors about this, and everyone said that Albert had a good relationship with the first two Defence Against the Dark Arts professors.

Frequently asking questions from Defence Against the Dark Arts professors is also the norm.

Especially when Quirrell knew that when he took office and he would often invite Albert over for afternoon tea, the expression on his face completely froze, and he held back his words before cursing.

Damn genius, **** Albert.

Did you invite the other party to have tea in the afternoon?

Humph!

He certainly wouldn't mind asking him to taste the Cruciatus if he could.

Quirrell thought viciously.

Just having a meal in the restaurant, I casually chatted with Professor Flitwick next to him, and involuntarily turned his eyes to the Gryffindor table, where Harry Potter was eating.

The famous Harry Potter.

Maybe, if I can find a chance to kill him, I will definitely be rewarded by the Dark Lord!

Quirrell knew that Harry Potter was interested in the restricted corridor on the fourth floor, perhaps getting him killed by the dog. Well, that's a pretty good idea.

Or, let him fall to his death while he's playing Quidditch.

While Quirrell pondered **** Potter, a large number of owls flooded the hall with letters and packages, including a white owl that flew towards the teacher's bench and dropped a small package on Quirrell's before.

Quiell didn't expect to receive Owl Mail at all.

After all, he hasn't ordered anything recently.

Who sent it?

Quiell's eyes fell on the sender:

Harry Potter?

At this moment, his mind was a little confused, and he instinctively looked at Harry Potter's location.

Quiell couldn't understand why the famous savior would send him something.

However, Quirrell didn't open the package immediately, but put it away and waited for the morning class to return to his office before taking the time to open the package.

There is also a letter inside the package, plus a strange bottle.

Quirrell opened the letter first, and it told what was in the bottle.

It's just that Quirrell couldn't understand, what does this thing have to do with the treasure of the treasure map?

What is the Vampire Retreat Amulet?

The moment Quirrell opened the bottle ~IndoMTL.com~ he regretted it, and the horrible smell filled the room and made him smell like vomiting.

Instinct allowed him to reseal the bottle in the first place.

At this moment, countless thoughts flashed in Quirrell's mind, was he being teased by the savior Potter?

No, that shouldn't be the case.

Could it be that the sender of the letter was not Harry Potter at all, but only sent himself a letter in the name of Harry Potter?

Quiell suddenly remembered something.

Not long ago, a pair of red-haired twins tried to recommend him a garlic-smelling vampire amulet?

Could it be...they?

Did they send this thing to themselves in Harry Potter's name just to make fun of themselves?

Quirrell's cheeks contort at the thought.

However, he quickly calmed down again, as this is unlikely.

Unless, the red-haired twins wanted to frame Harry Potter?

But why would they do this?

No, that shouldn't be the case.

After all, there's a boy in the Weasleys who is Harry Potter's friend, so they shouldn't be doing this at all.

Now there is only one possibility.

Is this really a gift from Harry Potter?

But why would Harry Potter do this?

Quirrell pondered Harry Potter's motives, and then looked at the parchment again, and suddenly realized.

It turns out that the amulet was for him to drive away vampires.

Last time, Quirrell mentioned in front of the class that he was afraid of being troubled by vampires.

Although he wants to understand why, he doesn't know why he doesn't appreciate the savior who sent him the amulet, and even wants to kill Harry Potter.