I earned 100 million Galleons at Hogwarts

Chapter 87 Is this something I can read at my age?

It wasn't until midnight that the abnormalities on Fred and George's faces gradually dissipated.

Fortunately, John was there, and he went out once to bring them food, otherwise the two guys would be starving like fools.

"Let's go, go back."

John packed up the medicinal materials on the table, and took Fred and George to the corridor outside.

"John," said Fred.

John looked at him: "Huh?"

"Remember our agreement, that photo cannot be shown to others!"

George squeezed his fingers threateningly.

John smiled and replied: "Don't worry, I will keep it well, and wait until your coming-of-age ceremony, and then find a big curtain to display it!"

Although Fred and George tortured him almost ten times, John relied on his strong will to hold on and kept the photo.

"Hmph." Fred sneered, "I might kill you the day before your birthday!"

"Don't worry, for that moment, I will definitely live well!"

John, playing with Fred and George, came quickly down the stairs.

At the fork, John waved to the two of them, and walked in the direction of the Ravenclaw tower.

But when passing through the stairs in the basement, John suddenly heard someone talking.

Who would it be so late?
Could it be that there are young lovers having a tryst here at night?
John's curiosity was aroused, and he carefully moved against the wall to the corner, and slowly poked his head out to watch carefully.

There were two people standing in the shadow at the end of the stairs, even more explosive than what John had imagined just now.

A tall man approached another man step by step with deep eyes.

The thin man kept backing shyly until he was forced to the wall, and there was no way to retreat.

He raised his head, and the two began to look at each other affectionately.

Moreover, the tall man slowly extended his hand towards the other person's body.

Weed!

So explosive!

John forced himself to hold back his exclamation.

Is this taboo scene something I can watch at my age?
Snape, Professor Quirrell!
I didn't expect you to have such a relationship!
Hidden enough!

But in the next second, Snape's move broke the ambiguous scene.

When his hand was about to get close to Professor Quirrell, with a flick, the wand appeared in his hand inexplicably.

Snape pointed his wand at Professor Quirrell's throat, and said sharply, "What do you want from me? Do you know that if someone finds out, both of us will suffer. Can you bear the consequences?"

"No, I'm not looking for you." Professor Quirrell shook his head eagerly and said timidly.

"That's it?" Snape put his wand against Professor Quirrell's throat, looking down into his eyes.

If there is no magic wand, it must be an excellent promotional poster of the domineering president falling in love with me!

"Yes, the master is looking for you."

Professor Quirrell's voice was a little trembling. Although he knew that Snape didn't dare to make a move, he was still a little scared when he was overwhelmed by the opponent's aura.

"Owner?"

Snape held his wand tightly, frowned, hesitated for a long time, took two steps back, and put down his wand.

Professor Quirrell heaved a sigh of relief. He turned his back to the wall and carefully unbuttoned his scarf, revealing a terrifying face on the back of his head.

His face was as pale as chalk, with slender snake-like nostrils under red eyes.

You can tell at a glance that he is not a good person!

"Owner!"

Snape looked down slightly at the ground, avoiding Voldemort's gaze.

"Raise your head."

Voldemort's hoarse voice like sawing wood sounded in the corridor, and John trembled involuntarily.

Snape looked up, and Voldemort stared blankly at him.

"What do I want you to do?" Voldemort asked.

"He was cunning, and I failed," Snape replied.

Voldemort looked at Snape's expression, and his ugly laughter was like a death song.

"really?"

Snape replied calmly: "With Dumbledore watching on the scene, I can't do it directly, otherwise it is very likely to destroy my subsequent plan!"

"Oh? Then when will I get what I want?" Voldemort then asked.

"soon!"

"Really?" Voldemort's face surged forward, protruding a lot, and got close to Snape's face, "Do you all think that I can't be resurrected, so you are all perfunctory?"

As soon as Voldemort finished speaking, a cold wind blew up the stairwell, and Professor Quirrell trembled uncontrollably.

"Don't move!" said Voldemort sharply.

"Yes, yes, master."

Professor Quirrell replied with clenched teeth, trying his best to keep his body from shaking and remain stable.

Do your best to do your own job as a cat shelf.

Snape said, "I never thought of that. I've been waiting for you to come back and lead us back to glory."

"I hope so." Voldemort looked at Snape meaningfully. "I hope so."

Snape was silent and didn't speak.

Voldemort continued: "I am getting weaker and weaker now, and I need to drink some unicorn blood. You send it as soon as possible."

"Yes, Master." Snape nodded.

Professor Quirrell said in an extremely low voice: "Lord, master, you may be cursed if you drink the blood of a unicorn."

"Why, don't you want to?" said Voldemort.

"No, no, that's my honor." Professor Quirrell waved his hands desperately, "It's just that it won't hurt the master?"

Professor Quirrell behaves like a dynamic licking dog.

"No." Voldemort's voice fell silent.

John also retracted his head carefully, leaning against the wall and frowning.

What happened to Snape?

Is it Mission: Impossible again, or is it really going backwards?
And how did he meet Voldemort behind Professor Quirrell's head?

Could it be the troll?
John recalled the scene when Snape and Quirrell left together.

It's also possible.
"It seems that you are not too cautious, a little bug heard what we said."

Voldemort's voice sounded again, with Senhan's killing intent.

"Catch him and kill him!"

"How, how?"

Professor Quirrell put on the scarf in a panic, his hands were trembling.

If Dumbledore finds out, not only the master's plan, but even his life will be in danger.

Snape's expression was gloomy, and he walked upstairs holding his wand without saying a word.

Damn!

John turned around and ran forward with all his might.

He somewhat underestimated Voldemort's strength.

Unexpectedly, Voldemort could find him at such a distance.

John turned right at the fork in the road, leading to Slytherin's bedroom.

They just found someone, but they didn't know who.

He can use this to confuse them.

And there is also a secret passage there, which can help him quickly return to Ravenclaw's tower.

"Where did he go?"

Professor Quirrell ran down the stairs to Snape's side and asked out of breath.

"Over there!" Snape pointed in the direction John had left.

"Let's chase him quickly, if we let him go back to the dormitory, we will all be finished!"

Professor Quirrell burst out with powerful potential and rushed forward at an extremely fast speed.

If the kid couldn't be found, he might not only be killed by Dumbledore, but also be executed on the spot by Voldemort.

It's like the old lady fell into the latrine and died on both sides!

Snape nodded behind Professor Quirrell and followed quickly.

When he passed an area, he quickly bent over to pick up a round object, and put it in his pocket calmly.

(End of this chapter)