The Alchemist of Harry Potter

Chapter 395 The Story of Quirina Schiro ([-])
In the morning, Quirrell was awakened by the sound of rain outside the window. He suddenly stood up from the bed, a severe pain spread all over his body, and he couldn't help baring his teeth.

Last night, Quirrell's master, the famous Dark Lord, used black magic to punish him because he was dissatisfied with his efficiency.

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

He covered his cheek with his hand to hide the pain on his face. It wasn't that he was inefficient, but that this kind of thing couldn't be done quickly.

The professor who can be invited by Dumbledore to set up levels for the Sorcerer's Stone has his own skills. Even if he can subdue one or two, and press for information about the mechanism that protects the Sorcerer's Stone, he will definitely expose himself, let alone steal it. With the Philosopher's Stone gone, it's a question of whether he can escape from the school.

Moreover, the professors were all told by Dumbledore not to reveal to anyone the mechanism that protects the Sorcerer's Stone. They don't know what the mechanism of other professors is except themselves.

Of course, Quirrell is no exception, and he dare not ask other professors blatantly. He can only lead the topic in this direction inadvertently through daily communication. For example, today I saw someone sneaking into the restricted corridor on the fourth floor. Bitten by the three-headed dog.

However, after more than a month, Quirrell still has nothing. His master is losing patience. Last night it was a warning. It will burn out as quickly as a blooming firework.

Quirrell struggled to get up from the bed and poured himself a cup of pain-suppressing potion.He came to the mirror and looked at the pale young man in the mirror.

Quirrell turned sideways. In the mirror, there was a terrifying face on the back of Quirrell's head. It was Voldemort. His eyes were closed tightly, and there were two slender nostrils underneath. The face has no nose.

This was the terrible punishment Voldemort had inflicted upon Quirrell after his failure last time.He possessed Quirrell's body, using his life as nourishment, slowly recovering his physical strength.

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

However, at the moment when Quirrell was possessed by Voldemort, his life entered a countdown. If he failed to get the Philosopher's Stone, he would die in a short time, so Voldemort was not worried that Quirrell would not try his best to help him steal magic. Shi, but Quirrell's slow progress made the Dark Lord very dissatisfied.

"I will succeed, I will definitely get the Philosopher's Stone." Quirrell murmured to the mirror, he took a large scarf from the shelf next to him, hid the face on the back of his head, and did not forget to give the scarf Use magic to prevent someone from tearing off the big scarf on his head when he is not paying attention.

Quirrell did not forget that not long ago, Peeves, who was famous for being mischievous in school, had his eyes on the big scarf on his head, and even tried to pull the scarf off to see if there was garlic in it.Fortunately, he reacted in time, otherwise God knows what would have happened.

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

After packing everything up and cheering himself up, Quirrell went to the auditorium to eat as usual. When passing by the fourth floor, Quirrell vaguely saw a familiar figure walking towards him, so he couldn't help speeding up his pace, and abducted Turned a few turns to throw off the opponent.

Albert Anderson.

The talented wizards of Hogwarts.

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

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

Every third-year Gryffindor class, this Hogwarts genius would always ask him questions, even in class, if he met halfway after class, he would still be asked, those tricky questions would 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 meet each other often, as if Albert He knows exactly where he is.

Quirrell once consulted other professors at Hogwarts about this, and everyone said that Albert had a good relationship with the previous two Defense Against the Dark Arts professors.

Frequently asking questions to the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor is also considered normal.

Especially when Quirrell knew that he would often invite Albert over for afternoon tea when he was in office and when he was in office, the expression on his face was completely froze, and he resisted it so he didn't swear directly.

Damn genius, damn Albert.

Invite him to tea in the afternoon?

snort!
If possible, he certainly wouldn't mind asking the other party to taste the Cruciatus Curse as well.

Quirrell thought viciously.

Just after eating in the dining room, he casually chatted with Professor Flitwick next to him, and turned his eyes to the Gryffindor table involuntarily, where Harry Potter was eating.

The famous Harry Potter.

Perhaps, if he can find an opportunity to kill him, he will definitely be rewarded by the Dark Lord!
Quirrell knew that Harry Potter was interested in the restricted corridor on the fourth floor, and maybe let him be killed by the dog.Well, that's a pretty good idea.

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

When Quirrell was thinking about how to kill Potter, a large number of owls poured into the hall with letters and packages, and one of them was a white owl flying towards the teacher's bench, throwing a small package in front of Quirrell.

Quirrell hadn't expected to receive owl mail at all.

After all, he hasn't mail-ordered anything lately.

Who sent it?
Quirrell'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 position.

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

However, Quirrell didn't open the package right away, but put it away, and only took time to open the package after returning to his office after the morning class.

There was also a letter in the package, and a strange bottle.

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

It's just that Quirrell can't understand, what does this thing have to do with the treasure in the treasure map?
What is the vampire retreat amulet?
The moment Quirrell opened the bottle, he regretted it, and the horrible smell filled the room, making him feel like throwing up.

Instinct allowed him to reseal the bottle immediately.

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

No, it shouldn't be like that.

Could it be that the sender was not Harry Potter at all, but just sent a letter to himself in the name of Harry Potter?
Quirrell suddenly remembered something.

Not long ago, a pair of red-haired twins tried to recommend him a vampire talisman that smelled of garlic?

Could it be...they?
Did they send it to themselves in the name of Harry Potter, just to tease themselves?
Thinking of this, Quirrell's cheeks twisted.

However, he calmed down quickly, because the possibility of this was not high.

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

But why do they do this?
No, that shouldn't be the case.

After all, one of the Weasley boys was friends with Harry Potter, so they shouldn't have done this at all.

There is only one possibility now.

Is this really a gift from Harry Potter?

But why did Harry Potter do this?

Quirrell thought carefully about Harry Potter's motives, then looked at the contents on the parchment, and suddenly realized.

It turned out that the amulet was for him to expel vampires.

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

Although he wanted to understand the reason, he didn't know why he didn't appreciate the savior who sent him the amulet at all, and even wanted to kill Harry Potter.

　Negligence, it should be the story of Quirina Schillo ([-]).The title cannot be changed.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)