The Alchemist of Harry Potter

Chapter 489 Arranged
"It seems that your situation is not good, Tom!" Dumbledore murmured softly, staring at the silverware on the table.

"Since you know that Professor Quirrell has a problem, why don't you drive him away?" The portrait of a big fat wizard with a red nose on the wall of the principal's office said, "I think he is crazy, and he is planning to use the horn The blood of the beast to prolong his own life."

"I can't understand what you want to do at all." The portrait of the old wizard with a goatee continued: "The so-called savior seems to me to be just an 11-year-old wizard, too young for you to think Is it risky to do this by yourself?"

"There are some things that Harry needs to face alone. He just needs to have the courage to stand up and resist like a real man, and face-to-face confrontation with Voldemort is enough." Dumbledore said calmly, "My luck Very well, Voldemort is still very weak, meet Harry under circumstances I can control."

"Albus, I have to remind you that the more careful the plan, the easier it is to have flaws, and just one mistake may lead to the failure of the entire plan." Dippet, who looked very weak, also reminded .

"Thank you for reminding Armando," Dumbledore nodded and said, "I know exactly where the loopholes in this plan are, and I understand the importance of the success of this plan. I will never let this loophole ruin the overall plan."

"What's the flaw?" Phineas the goatee asked curiously.

"Don't ask, if you ask, there will be another opening!" The red-nosed old wizard ran to Phineas's portrait, trying to shut him up with a cane.

"If you don't ask, don't ask, don't hit people." Phineas dodged the swinging stick, and continued: "Are you sure, Potter can become your so-called savior?"

"He will."

"You actually doubt Dumbledore's vision?"

"Although I don't doubt his vision, I doubt Harry Potter's ability. We all know how he got the title of the so-called savior. Maybe it's more appropriate for you to stop that Voldemort yourself."

"I'm not suitable," said Dumbledore, "Harry is the most suitable candidate."

"I can't see at all that he is more suitable than you."

"I didn't expect you to understand, Phineas."

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Voldemort was completely unaware that he had already been arranged by someone.

At this moment, Voldemort is forcing Quirrell to submit.

Last time, he forced Quirrell to hunt unicorns in the Forbidden Forest, hoping to use the blood of unicorns to restore his strength.Quirrell's incompetence has made Voldemort unbearable, and he is eager to get rid of his weak body.

But... what did this guy do?
Although there is no definite proof, Voldemort suspects that Quirrell deliberately lost the unicorn at the end. He did not intend to use the blood of the unicorn to prolong his life. In other words, Quirrell was afraid and was delaying this moment. arrival.

However, this is something that Voldemort cannot tolerate, he will not tolerate others disobeying his orders!

Quirrell's will was as fragile as a biscuit, and Voldemort only made Quirrell succumb with a slight punishment.

He has no choice but to succeed, otherwise he will face death next.

On Friday night, Quirrell sneaked into the Forbidden Forest.

After spending a lot of time, finally found a unicorn again.

Quirrell used the spell taught by Voldemort to sneak attack the prey, however, the unicorn escaped, and it took a long time for Quirrell to finally successfully injure the unicorn, but he did not expect He can kill a unicorn in a short time.

No way, unicorns run very fast, and it is too difficult to kill them head-on.

Perhaps, the Dark Lord could kill them with just one use of the Avada Kedavra, but with Quirrell's magical power, it would be difficult to do so directly.

He is getting weaker and weaker.

Therefore, Quirrell can only do the same thing, let the unicorn run around, and squeeze out its last energy before attacking.

This is currently the most effective way.

In order to prevent himself from being exposed, Quirrell wrapped himself tightly in a cloak.

He spent the whole day looking for the injured unicorn in the Forbidden Forest, cornering the prey with every step.

During this period, Quirrell ran into the centaur by chance, and was chased away by those beasts with arrows. He also ran into Hagrid who discovered the abnormality and was tracking the injured unicorn.

Quirrell was very tired, hadn't eaten for a long time, and couldn't even stand up.

But he didn't want to die, and persisted with the help of magic.

Finally, not long after the unicorn had just fallen, Quirrell knew he had finally won.

Late at night, the exhausted Quirrell wandered in the Forbidden Forest like a wild beast with the help of the magic taught him by Voldemort. He slowly came to the side of the unicorn, leaning over to suck the silvery white blood from the unicorn's wound .

The moment his lips touched the blood of the unicorn, Quirrell felt his soul trembling, his body had not changed, but he could feel that he had become different from before.

Is this the cursed life?

Suddenly, screams rang in his ears, and he heard someone running away screaming in terror.

Quirrell raised his head and let the silvery white blood drip from his lips onto the cloak. He took a deep look at Harry, feeling very surprised.

Quirrell never thought that he would meet the famous Harry Potter here.

This savior is a trouble, maybe I should solve him now.

Yes, now is a great opportunity.

There is no better place than here.

Quirrell struggled to stand up, and walked slowly towards Harry, looking at the savior who was already trembling with fright, Quirrell was in a very happy mood.

The famous Harry Potter was about to die at his own hands, something even the Dark Lord failed to do, how would he reward himself for helping him get rid of this serious worry?
When Quirrell raised his wand, there was a sound of horseshoes not far away, and a centaur stood between him and Potter, raised his front legs high, and was about to trample him into a pulp.

Quirrell escaped in dismay from under the hooves of the centaurs. He had dealt with these beasts more than once, and knew that more centaurs would be here soon.

Although Quirrell wanted to kill the centaur and Harry Potter immediately, he was too weak to fight, especially when facing more than one centaur, he might be injured. That would be a waste of money.

Quirrell retreated under the cover of night, anyway, his goal has been achieved.

Let's save Harry Potter's life first, and find other opportunities to take it away later!

　This was yesterday, there was a thunderstorm and the power went out.Guess what the "opening" Dumbledore was referring to was.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)