Pantheon plane lottery system

Chapter 192 Meeting for the First Time

Quirrell stood motionless, and at the same time, there was no hair on the back of Quirrell's head, and a face that looked somewhat human was constantly struggling to get out.

"You should know that I am very weak now, and it will take a certain price to wake me up!"

Quirrell's voice also came out, "Master! Quirrell knows that Quirrell is your most loyal servant, and Quirrell is willing to sacrifice his life to you!"

After Quirrell finished speaking, a puff of black air suddenly gushed out from the face behind Quirrell's head. But I can feel the life energy being pulled from Qi Luo's body by the black air.

"call!"

As the black air inhaled this invisible life energy, the face behind Quirrell's head let out a satisfied sigh.

Zhang Chen's consciousness clearly felt that Qi Luo's appearance had become a little older.

After the black air absorbed some life energy, it returned to the mouth of the human face again, "Say it! What's the matter with waking me up!"

"Master! A new nasty person has come to Hogwarts recently! This person is very strange, and Quirrell has never seen it before. Originally, Quirrell was going to kill Harry Potter according to the master's instructions today, but in the end he was killed by this new man. The people who came have destroyed it! Quirrell wants the master to evaporate the world!"

"Is this man a magician?"

"No, master, he, he seems to be just a Muggle."

"You woke me up because of a Muggle?!" The voice of the face behind Quirrell's head raised a little, with obvious dissatisfaction in his tone.

Quirrell was so frightened that his legs softened and he knelt on the ground, "Master! He is not an ordinary Muggle! He is also a mentor at Hogwarts! He can issue a shiny sword!"

Quirrell's words aroused Voldemort's interest, "Oh? Hogwarts tutor? It is impossible for an ordinary Muggle to be a tutor at Hogwarts. He must have other abilities! I suddenly became interested in this person Well, it seems that I have time, I will go again."

Zhang Chen also didn't expect that Voldemort would be interested in him, but isn't this just right?Thinking of this, Zhang Chen flew forward lightly.

"Oh? It's a coincidence. I'm also very interested in you."

"Who!"

"Who!"

Both Quirrell and Voldemort were taken aback when they heard Zhang Chen's voice.

Then the two discovered Zhang Chen who was walking in the air at the same time.

Zhang Chen looked at Quirrell and Voldemort with some interest, "Didn't you say you were interested in me just now?"

After seeing Zhang Chen, Quirrell's expression turned ugly, "Master! It's him! He's the Muggle I was talking about!"

At this time, Voldemort wanted to kill Quirrell, a waste.

Is this a Muggle? !Your Muggles can fly!Even wizards have to borrow tools to fly, such as magic carpets or brooms, but Zhang Chen obviously can fly directly by himself!

But now is not the time to get angry with this waste, Voldemort looked at Zhang Chen seriously.

"Who are you? What do you want to do?"

Zhang Chen lightly fell to the ground, "I don't want to do anything, I just want to talk to you."

Seeing Zhang Chen's relaxed posture, Qi Luo immediately pointed at Zhang Chen and said, "How dare you talk to the master so rudely! Do you know who the master is!"

Zhang Chen was already a little annoyed when he heard what Qi Luo said. At this moment, an astonishing aura surged from all over his body, and he directly pressed Qi Luo to the ground.

"No matter who your master is, do you have the right to speak here?" Zhang Chen lightly stretched out a finger, and a sword element shot out straight into the bone of Qi Luo's right hand in an instant.

Qi Luo wanted to yell, but Zhang Chen's coercion was too strong, even if he wanted to speak, he couldn't do it.

At this time Voldemort was a little angry, "No matter who you are, Quirrell is my servant! How dare you treat him like this! I will suck you up!"

As soon as this sentence was finished, a puff of gray gas gushed out from the face behind Quirrell. The gray gas formed a human-like shape and flew straight towards Zhang Chen.

Zhang Chen watched Voldemort rushing over with amused expression. He just let out a little bit of aura in an instant. At the same time, Zhang Chen made a sword finger with a sword glow on it, "Oh? Really? It looks like you should be Some kind of special soul body? I don’t know if it can catch my sword.”

Voldemort originally wanted to suppress Zhang Chen, at least to let Zhang Chen respect him, but he didn't expect Zhang Chen to hide his strength. As the momentum around Zhang Chen increased again, Voldemort had no way to move forward, and The flashing lightsaber in Zhang Chen's hand gave Voldemort a sense of danger.

Voldemort stopped in the air in an instant, and the gray gas formed a human face. Seeing the lightsaber in Zhang Chen's hand, the human face flashed fear, "Who the hell are you? What do you want?"

Zhang Chen smiled slightly, "It doesn't matter who I am, what matters is what I can give you."

Voldemort also calmed down by this time.

Zhang Chen didn't need to look to know that he was not a good person. People said that the eyes are the windows to the soul, and Voldemort was an expert at manipulating people's hearts, but he couldn't see through Zhang Chen at all.

There is hope in Zhang Chen's eyes, there is kindness, there is evil, there is violence, there is darkness, but there is light.

Even judging from Zhang Chen's aura, Voldemort still couldn't tell what kind of person Zhang Chen was, because Zhang Chen's aura not only had the majestic majesty of righteousness, but also the demonic aura of mountains of corpses and seas of blood.

The most important thing, Voldemort can be sure that Zhang Chen's strength may not be able to beat him even in his heyday. When he has not found this person's weakness, it is better to restrain himself a little.

Voldemort is also a person who can bend and stretch. Thinking of this, he instantly gave up his plan to attack Zhang Chen, "What can you give me?"

"Give you what you want." Zhang Chen said here, looking at Voldemort with a playful smile.

Voldemort was taken aback when he heard Zhang Chen's words, and then said tentatively, "Do you know what I want?"

Zhang Chen smiled disdainfully, "I will give you eternal life, do you want it!"

Voldemort was furious when he heard Zhang Chen's words, and was about to speak when Zhang Chen spoke.

"How old do you think I am?"

Voldemort looked at Zhang Chen suspiciously after hearing Zhang Chen's question.

No matter looking at the bones, face or breath, Zhang Chen's age will not exceed 25 years old, but now that Zhang Chen has asked this question, there must be a reason.

Voldemort suddenly had an idea: Is he an old monster who has lived for nearly a hundred years? !
Then Voldemort replied cautiously, "Are you 80 years old now?"

Zhang Chen shook his head inscrutablely, "No."

"The 100 years old?"

"Not at all."

Voldemort didn't dare to guess anymore, "Then how old are you?"

Zhang Chen shook his head, "I'm just 2 or 30 years old now, do you think I'm as old as you said?"

After hearing Zhang Chen's words, Voldemort was instantly furious, and regardless of Zhang Chen's aura that made him immobilized, he shot at Zhang Chen with a burst of anger, "How dare you play me!"

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