Harry Potter and the Necromancer

Harry Potter has entered the final part of the game, and the scar on his forehead is becoming more and more painful.

"Why you? Where is Snape?"

Harry Potter arrived at the end, only to find that the person standing inside was not Snape as he thought, but Professor Quirrell.

The entire room was clearly visible. The only thing in the room was the Mirror of Erised, which Harry Potter had been obsessed with. Unless Snape was hiding behind the mirror, Harry Potter and Professor Quirrell were the only two people in the room. .

"Yes! He looks like a bad guy, right? So, with him around, who would doubt Professor Quirrell who stutters?"

Quirrell used the reason he was frightened by vampires in the Albanian forest to give a reasonable explanation for his abnormal behavior, making everyone understand his change.

But those who really know him can see clues from his abnormal behavior. As a Ravenclaw, his understanding of vampires is not limited to textbooks.

Wrapping the head with a scarf soaked in garlic juice is to prevent vampires. This explanation is simply a joke, unless the so-called vampire is attached to Quirrell's head, and the garlic juice scarf is more like a seal.

Regarding Harry Potter's question, Quirrell directly admitted it and slapped him in the face.

I am the bad guy in your heart! Snape is the good guy I use as a cover.

"But, on the day of the Quidditch match, Snape wanted to kill me."

Harry Potter still couldn't believe that the bad guy was not Snape, why not Snape! He looks so bad.

"You're wrong kid! I was the one who wanted to kill you. Believe me, if the stands hadn't collapsed at that time and prevented me from staring at you, you would have died a long time ago instead of just breaking one hand." Quirrell once again pushed the cylinder with strength, even though it was originally his cylinder. Then he thought about it and explained it to Snape, "No matter how many times Snape recited the curse, it was useless."

"Snape wants to save me?"

His three views were refreshed again, and Harry Potter finally believed a little bit in the words of the other party. Believing in the words of an enemy was sometimes easier than trusting the words of a friend.

"I could tell from the start that you would be a threat to me, especially after Halloween."

Such a reason is simply funny, but think about it, it is to deal with Voldemort in the turban. No matter how unreasonable the reason is, Quirrell can still explain it. There is nothing to be embarrassed about. I just think that you are destined to be my enemy, so as soon as possible Eradication is the right thing to do.

"So you let the troll in?"

When talking about Halloween, Harry Potter immediately thought of the troll invasion. That time Hermione fought against the trolls, but Ron took the credit away. Maybe from that time Hermione was destined to change houses. Bar!

"Great! Potter, you guessed it right. It's a pity that Snape didn't fall for my trick. While everyone else was running around in the dungeon, he ran to the third floor to stop me."

What an opportunity! In front of all teachers and students, put your suspicion to the maximum extent.

Hogwarts is the safest school of magic. How could something like a troll come in on its own and wander around in the dungeon? All the teachers and students were dining, but Quirrell was the last one to come in and make a report. After the trolls invaded, as a professor... he actually fainted on the spot! In front of all the teachers and students... fainted and fell to the ground!

The most important thing is that there is no one to help me up, and I won’t blackmail anyone!

With a tone of regret and helplessness, Quirrell continued to explain. However, what he did not expect was that Regulus Black did not appear at the time, so his suspicion was reduced a lot.

"Of course, he never believed me again after that. He almost never let me be alone. It's just that he never figured it out. I was never alone."

Harry Potter could not understand Quirrell's words, and Regulus Black, if he were here, would certainly know that this was referring to Voldemort behind Quirrell's own head.

Quirrell turned to look at the Mirror of Erised. Harry Potter's scar on his head suddenly hurt because it was facing the back of Quirrell's head.

"Now back to the topic, what is this mirror for? I can see what I want. I see I have the magic stone in my hand, but how do I get it?"

Quirrell didn't understand at all that after he had given so many hints, Principal Dumbledore would actually arrange a Mirror of Erised here. Could it be that it was for him to remember his past life? It would be better to arrange a powerful curse trap to kill yourself and Voldemort together, or even seal yourself and Voldemort together!

"Use that boy!"

Finally, Voldemort, who had had enough of explanations and nonsense, spoke loudly, and the gloomy ghostly breath passed through the room.

"Come here! Potter! Tell me, what did you see?"

Voldemort's order naturally could not be refused by Quirrell, and he immediately ordered Harry Potter with an evil look on his face.

You kid is running away! After saying so many words and explaining so carefully, you are looking for opportunities to run away during these times!

Seeing Harry Potter obediently come over and stand in front of the Mirror of Erised, Quirrell felt his heart bleed.

He is truly a stupid lion born in Gryffindor.

Looking at the Mirror of Erised this time, Harry Potter's mind was filled with the Philosopher's Stone. Naturally, he was able to see the Philosopher's Stone through the Mirror of Erised. All he saw was himself smiling in the mirror, holding a piece of magic stone in his hand. He had never seen a blood-colored crystal before, and then proudly put the crystal into his pants pocket.

Immediately, Harry Potter felt a weight on his pants pocket, and something hard pushed out.

That was the Philosopher's Stone, that was definitely the Philosopher's Stone, and Harry Potter suddenly became nervous.

"I'm shaking Dumbledore's hand and I won the House Cup."

Harry Potter had to copy the words he learned from Ron. Although it was also his dream, it was definitely not as strong as Ron's, so what he said was in tone and could not reflect the feeling of satisfying his desire.

"He's lying!"

Voldemort was roaring. In fact, Voldemort knew that Harry Potter had obtained the Philosopher's Stone. After all, as a powerful dark wizard who once commanded the Death Eaters, this judgment was still accurate.

"Tell me the truth, what did you see?"

Quirrell had no choice but to follow Voldemort's wishes and roar at Harry Potter.

"Let me talk to him."

"Master, you have not recovered your strength yet."

"My strength is enough to handle it."

Voldemort didn't want to endure the servant's incompetence any longer and decided to take action himself. Quirrell had no room to resist, so he had to slowly untie his turban, revealing a somewhat rotten face from under the turban.

"Harry Potter! We meet again. Do you see what I look like now? Do you know how I want to survive? Living on others is like living as a parasite. The blood of unicorns can keep me alive. Life, but it can't let me get my body, but there is another way, that thing that is within reach is in your pocket."

Voldemort's eerie way of speaking made people shudder, and his slow chatter-like tone revealed an unwilling desire to survive. When he mentioned 'something within easy reach', Harry Potter subconsciously glanced at his pants pocket. , which was directly discovered by the keen Voldemort.

Harry Potter knew that he had made a mistake, so he turned around and ran away, but thinking about it, he knew that running away was impossible.

Under Voldemort's command, Quirrell used a silent wandless magic, and a wall of fire rose around him with a snap of his fingers. Although it was not as strong as the 'calendar fire' arranged by Snape, it was not something Harry Potter could do. Escaped.

"Don't be stupid, why risk death if you can live!"

Voldemort also said this to Quirrell. After possessing Quirrell, in order to drive Quirrell to do things for him, Voldemort used all his methods until Quirrell surrendered. Although Voldemort also knew that this servant was very disobedient, He always makes his own decisions, but Voldemort has no one available to him!

Then, Voldemort tempted Harry Potter by resurrecting his parents, but was repeatedly rejected by the stubborn Harry Potter.

"kill him!"

Quirrell flew over and strangled Harry Potter's neck.

"Ed Dole!"

Hermione rushed in and hit Quirrell with a magic spell.