Hogwarts: Capturing Nagini at the Beginning

Chapter 57 Looking for a way to get revenge
  "Don't forget, Quirrell also taught about jinxes in the Defense Against the Dark Arts class. Otherwise, why would Hermione ask Mrs. Pince (the librarian) to borrow books about jinxes? Also, I remember Robin said , Quirrell is very knowledgeable about trolls, and now that he thinks about it, his expression after discovering the trolls is very strange." Harry said with bright eyes.

"What's wrong?"

Xixi, young man, you are on the right track, you have learned how to extend your analysis.

"Take Hagrid as an example. If Hagrid encounters a large mastiff, he will be very excited and want to study it, and even want to raise it. As for Quirrell, if he encounters a giant monster that he is good at dealing with and has studied a lot, He was so frightened that he couldn't even walk."

"On Halloween, I remember when Ron and I were looking for help from the professor. As soon as we walked to the stairs, we saw Quirrell walking down the stairs. Maybe the troll that night was a cover-up created by him. He wanted to pass through the three-way street. A big-headed dog that steals things from under living planks."

The more Harry thought about it, the more likely he felt that Quirrell was coveting something under the wooden planks, but he still couldn't figure out why Snape went to the fourth floor that night.

"No, it's not surprising that this happened to Quirrell. He was very timid when he was in school. Wait, how do you know about Lu Wei?"

Hagrid put down the tea cup heavily and asked with an extremely serious expression.

"Lu Wei?" the three little ones said in shock.

"Yes. His name is Lu Wei, and he was raised by me. I spent all my savings and bought it from a Greek guy last year. I raised it until it became majestic. As soon as Dumbledore saw it , just kept praising him, hehe, it’s such an honor for Lu Wei to be loaned out as a guard.”

Luo Bin: ╮(￣⊿￣)╭, indeed, no one can escape Dumbledore’s eloquence skills.

"Hagrid, what is Lu Wei guarding?" Hermione asked eagerly.

"That's secret number one, I can't tell."

"But Quirrell wanted to steal it," Harry added.

"Nonsense. Quirrell is a professor at the school. He would never steal anything."

"Then why did he cast a curse on Robin's broom?" Ron asked.

"I also want to find out about this point," Luo Bin said.

Is a Ravenclaw Diadem worth giving Quirrell another jinx target?

Hagrid was annoyed by the question. He stood up and said irritably: "I tell you, you all guessed wrong. I don't know why Robin's broomstick suddenly shook up and down like crazy, but I know very well that Quirinus... Quirrell would never want to kill anyone, he doesn't have the intention, let alone the courage."

"Listen, you four, please stop interfering in matters that have nothing to do with you. Forget about the corridor on the far right of the fourth floor, forget about the three-headed dog Luwei, and forget that it is guarding something. That is Albus Dumbledore and Nico. ·The secret between Flamel.”

"Who is Nico Flamel?" Hermione asked, grabbing the point.

Hagrid was so angry that his beard was trembling. He was angry with himself for being lax in his words. He angrily drove several people away and ordered them to stop meddling in Lu Wei's affairs.

The four of them discussed all the way back to the castle!
  As soon as Robin passed through the hall, Quirrell, wearing a thick purple turban, came over swaying with his waist trembling.

After he hypocritically said a lot about caring about the students' health, he brought up the curse again.

"Le Lestrange, I don't know if the strangeness of the broom is related to the curse of 'secretly taking things that don't belong to you', but I can tell you how to break the curse, you just need to. "

Robin stretched out his hand to interrupt Quirrell, "Professor, the curse you mentioned has nothing to do with me. My broom was taken away by Professor McGonagall. I believe that in a few days, the maintenance department will... The exact reason why it suddenly went berserk will be given.”

Quirrell opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but Robin and the others had already left the foyer and entered the auditorium.

During the meal, Hermione turned sideways and asked, "Robin, Quirrell did you notice that you stole something that didn't belong to you?" "Crown, Ravenclaw diadem!" Ron replied, chewing on a chicken leg.

"Crown of Wisdom? I read about it in a book. It disappeared in the early Middle Ages. The students who asked Ms. Gray about the whereabouts of the crown were not ten thousand, but probably thousands. Why does Quirrell think you took it? Crown?"

Luo Bin shrugged his shoulders, "Who knows what he thinks, let's not discuss him for now, filling your stomach is more important."

After saying that, he put some baked potatoes and barbecued meat on the dinner plate, and then ate it with big mouthfuls, as if he had completely forgotten about the curse.

Will Robin let Quirrell go?

Of course. No!
  That night, after his roommate fell asleep, he sneaked into the consciousness space and rummaged through boxes and cabinets, looking for a potion formula suitable for revenge.

When I got tired of reading the parchment scroll, I pulled my consciousness out of the consciousness sea space, had a good sleep, and planned to fight again the next night.

After that, he attended classes during the day, trained in the evening, resisted Quirrell's man-made misfortune between classes, and looked for potion formulas at night. This busy state lasted for two weeks.

On the Friday night of the last week of November, after Harry and Ron fell asleep, Robin's consciousness slipped into the sea of ​​consciousness as usual.

He clutched four sheepskin scrolls and muttered: "If the four of you still can't satisfy me, then you can only prepare a potion for bad luck and sores on the head and pus on the soles of the feet, so that someone can experience the continuous fall. It smells like mold."

In the past half month, Chilo had been wreaking havoc and adding to Luo Bin's misfortune.

Just like rice, there are glass shards in the mashed potatoes;

Borrowing a book, there are insect mummies tucked inside the title page;

While walking, the lamp fell to my feet;

Receive water, boom, the pipe exploded, and several people were covered in water:
  Luo Bin encounters similar unfortunate incidents four or five times a day on average.

In the eyes of Gryffindor students, he had already surpassed Neville Longbottom and climbed to the top of the list of daredevils.

However, because of these unlucky things, the suspicion in the hearts of the three little ones tilted sharply towards Quirrell. After all, the old bat really didn't look like he was capable of playing pranks.

Now, Luo Bin sat cross-legged on the ground and unfolded the scrolls one by one.

The first one is Fiji Herpes Medicine. People who take the medicine will develop herpes zoster, which is not itchy, but it hurts so much that it penetrates the bone marrow and makes you want to cut your flesh.

The second one is anticoagulant. If the person taking the medicine is injured, the wound will bleed continuously within 7 days.

The third is an intelligence-enhancing potion. The IQ of the person who takes the medicine will triple within three days, but there is a line of small words at the bottom. Adding an herb called purple mustard seed will make the medicine lower the intelligence.

Alas, not a single one is useful.

After Luo Bin put the three scrolls back into the box, he took a deep breath and slowly unfolded the last parchment scroll.

Seeing the medicinal effects written on it, especially when taken in combination, Luo Bin knew that this was it.

(End of this chapter)