There's something wrong with this Hogwarts

Chapter 139 You Continue
Avery was lost in thought.

The more he looked at the Slytherin statue, the more familiar he looked, and he seemed to know each other... No, it wasn't deja vu, it was definitely acquaintance.

I am ashamed to say that since the fall of the Dark Lord ten years ago, Avery has been hiding in XZ, leaving his hometown, and lost contact with his former colleagues.

He came out not willingly, but with the Dark Mark branded on his arm.

He didn't take the initiative to come out, and waited for the Dark Lord to clean up the situation and came to the door in person, the scene was too ugly.

If you don't give the Dark Lord face, the Dark Lord will let you never have to think about it for the rest of your life.

"When I found the Dark Lord, I thought that the Dark Lord would give me Cruciatus as a punishment. After all, all his loyal friends lived in Azkaban because of him, but I escaped."

"Unexpectedly, after ten years of absence, the Dark Lord has matured. He gave up the violent methods in the past and became more approachable."

"He hides his majesty deep in his soul, and adopts a gentle strategy against Death Eaters. If he was a hero before, he is now a king."

"That's why I'm willing to sacrifice my life for the Dark Lord, no matter what I do!"

Everly thought about it. He hadn't seen another Death Eater for a long time. Since this person looked familiar to him, he should have seen him recently. Who could it be?
"This one……"

Avery couldn't recognize it, Tom could see it clearly.

Isn't that Quirrell?

Avery had a great chat with Quirrell just now.

Avery was stunned for a moment, then furious.

Well, you Quirrell, the thick eyebrows and big eyes actually turned to Bellatrix?

No wonder the dead beggar was behind me just now, following me, right?Want to assassinate me, right?
Fortunately, I am as wise as the sea, and I knew that you must have problems, so I forced you to make an unbreakable oath, and let you put the first goal on chasing Lucius' son, or you might be killed by you and your brothers right now. died!
"This Quirrell is very powerful!" Tom gasped, he could see clearly that Draco was lying under Quirrell.

To be able to snatch Draco out of the vast sea of ​​wizard wars, this Quirrell is amazing. From Tom's point of view, Quirrell will not lose to any half-step legend!
Avery looked up and down, left and right, no matter how you looked at it, there were only Quirrell and Draco under him in Nuoda's field.

"Sure enough, the general trend is mine!" Avery was overjoyed.

He was never afraid of fighting alone, only afraid of righteous group fights.

Quirrell is alone, and Avery is afraid of shit.

"The enemy is in the open, and I am in the dark. How can we lose this wave?" Avery took out his wand.

The rule of the black wizard is to strike first to be strong, and to strike later to suffer.

No matter who you are, this place is desolate and lonely, and it should be your burial place.

"Disarm!" Avery released the Disarming Curse sneakily, and Quirrell was thinking about how to wake Draco up, when suddenly a red light came, and the wand couldn't help but dropped out.

Wands are very important to wizards.

Even more important than the guns in the hands of ordinary people.

Especially for legendary wizards, the skill of casting spells without a staff is very difficult to master.

Even a very small number of people who have mastered the technique of casting spells without a wand will cast spells much faster and more powerfully than those with wands.

The wizard chooses the wand, and the wand chooses the wizard.

Having a good magic wand can increase the combat effectiveness countless times.

In the third year of the original book, Hermione held a wand and even dared to point the wand at Snape without fear.

Quirrell's wand fell into Avery's hand, and Avery's heart, which had been suspended in the air for a long time, finally sank.

Completely stabilized.

In terms of combat experience, magic power, and ruthlessness, Quirrell is no match for me.

Now, even the wand is in my hand.

Flying dragon riding face, tell me how to lose?
"Damn it, there's an ambush!" Voldemort raged on the back of Quirrell's head.

Hunting geese all day long, but today I was pecked in the eye by geese.

Since Voldemort's resurrection, he has insisted on Voldemort's thoughts, practiced Voldemort's theory, implemented Voldemort's way to the end, and contributed a lot to Voldemort's work. If he can hide, he will not fight, and if he can BB, he will not do anything. He actively hides in the dark and looks for opportunities. , ready to jump out when the diary and the white wizard are both at risk.

Unexpectedly, there is actually someone more Voldemort than me, Voldemort!

"Don't panic Quirrell!"

Every major event needs to be calm, and the more critical it is, the more calm it is.

Voldemort said in a deep voice: "He only dared to attack us secretly. After careful analysis, there is only one truth!"

"He has no certainty of defeating us!"

"If there are a lot of people, or if the level of magic is high, and the art is bold, they will jump out to suppress you."

"If you need a sneak attack to deal with you, his cultivation is just like that."

"Hehehe..." Voldemort sneered, "He never imagined that there is me on the back of your head, the greatest Dark Lord in history!"

"To deal with you, he still needs to secretly attack and remove your weapon. If I enter your body and my combat power will increase dramatically, won't it be enough to take him down?"

What Voldemort said was very reasonable, and Quirrell believed it deeply.

"Master is right!"

"Jie Jie Jie Jie." Avery walked out slowly, aiming his wand at Quirrell: "Quirrell, I didn't intend to kill you, and I blame you for seeing things you shouldn't see."

"you know too much!"

Quirrell blinked, his mind a little dazed.

What's the matter, didn't we just break up, why did you come here?
"Hiss..." Voldemort also sucked in a breath of cold air, it was strange that this air was not cold enough.

"Use your brain!" Voldemort's face twisted: "Think about what we have gone through!"

"What a Avery, worthy of being trusted by the diary, the general guarding Gunter's old house!"

Quirrell's brain turned rapidly, thinking with all his might.

You can't live up to the trust of the Dark Lord!

"The little Hogwarts wizards captured Gaunt's old house, and Avery claimed to run away."

"However, he escaped into the secret room..."

Quirrell's eyes lit up, he understood!
Throughout the ages, the Slytherin Chamber of Secrets has been a legend in Hogwarts and even in the entire wizarding world.

Except for the great Dark Lord, no one knows the exact whereabouts of the Chamber of Secrets.

When Avery came here, he was obviously instructed by the high-ranking diary.

"Ming repaired the plank road and darkened Chen Cang." Qi Luo felt cold all over his body and his hands and feet were cold.

Got it, he got it all.

These people who rely on their brains to eat are too insidious.

"It's no wonder the Dark Wizards are on the verge of defeat, because Avery and Diary want them to be defeated!"

"The Hogwarts students have won a big victory and are in a happy mood. At this time, the diary secretly sent Avery to open the secret room and take away the basilisk. No one in Hogwarts will pay attention!"

"After all, the Chamber of Secrets is hidden in Hogwarts. If you don't find something to attract the attention of Hogwarts teachers and students, what will you do if you find it?"

Quirrell swallowed.

"It was the diary that opened the secret room back then, and the Dark Lord on the back of my head is too old. If I were a basilisk, I would prefer to listen to the diary!"

"No one knew this secret before, but now that Avery saw me, he had to silence me!"

"There is still good news." Voldemort said, "I am the old heir to the Chamber of Secrets anyway, and the Basilisk will not do anything to me."

Quirrell breathed a sigh of relief, it is indeed good news... What a fart!

Originally thinking that there was an enemy ahead, he and the basilisk worked together to defeat all dissatisfied.

The results of it?
The enemy has a deeper bond with the basilisk, and almost becomes someone who joins forces with the basilisk to beat him.

What the hell is going on in this world?Can it be better?

Quirrell couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

Everything was straightened out, although it was useless, but Quirrell was very happy.

"It doesn't matter, there are many schemes and tricks, after all, the outcome depends on strength!" Quirrell smiled slightly, dead, what's the point of scheming and scheming?
In terms of strength, Quirrell, who has his grandfather with him, is fearless.

"Master please go up!" Quirrell was fearless, he respectfully bowed behind him.

Avery found that Quirrell's breath burst out suddenly, deep, evil, and dark.

If the Quilo just now was like a weak and pitiful little white rabbit... he is not that weak, he is about equal to a wild dog.

So now Quirrell is extremely powerful, like a lion.

The lion doesn't need to roar, but simply stands there, giving Avery an indescribable sense of oppression.

A mocking look appeared on Voldemort's face.

"Stupid Avery, if it's Quirrell, he's no match for you without a wand."

"But who am I?"

"The greatest Dark Lord in the world!"

"Even if I don't have a wand, my soul power is consumed hugely, and I'm not using my own body. I, Voldemort, are as invincible in the world!"

Even though he was evenly matched against Lucius head-on...but that didn't mean anything.

Avery didn't know anyway.

"It's time to defeat Avery cleanly and restore Voldemort's glory!" Voldemort smiled cruelly. He knew Avery well.

Ten years ago, Avery was in the tail end of the Death Eater ring.

He is timid and afraid of getting into trouble, and he knows what is difficult and does what is easy.

Whenever there is a little difficulty, he squeaks.

Friends who really dare to fight and kill have all entered Azkaban, and the remaining Death Eaters who are still outside are either as insidious and cunning as Lucius, or have the support of the school like Snape, or are like Eve They don't dare to do any bad things here, and it's fine if they are arrested, or they don't get caught.

It can only be described as tasteless.

It is a pity that it is tasteless.

"Originally, if you hadn't taken refuge in the diary, when I was resurrected, at most I would give you a Cruciatus Curse to let you know the price of cowardice, and then I would take you back under my command."

"Avery is a bit timid, but there is loyalty."

"Unfortunately, I actually saw him in the Slytherin Chamber of Secrets."

"You must die!"

Voldemort pointed at Avery with his right hand.

"Fiery!"

Huge magical energy gathers and turns into Fiercefire, which is known as the most terrifying black magic. It opens its teeth and claws, forming a three-headed giant snake. .

"Damn it!" Avery thumped his chest.

As expected, he is the ultimate killer who hides his identity and was sent by Bellatrix to hunt him down.

You can summon Fiendfire without a wand, but with a wand, you can... summon a super Fiendfire.

Don't ask what's the difference between Fiendfire and Super Fiendfire.

Asking is higher, faster and stronger.

"For the Dark Lord!" Avery put the diary on his chest and shouted angrily.

"Do you think I'm one of those dark wizards who have no faith and retreat when encountering difficulties?" Avery laughed. "For the Dark Lord, I'm willing to give everything!"

"Even if it is death, I will shout out with a hoarse voice in hell, long live the Dark Lord!"

"Smashed to pieces!"

Voldemort: "..."

He has an old trough and doesn't know how to spit it out.

You are carrying that and rebelling against that.

Shouting the slogan for the Dark Lord, and then casting a smashing bone on me, do you want to face it?

"Master, the Dark Lord he is after is not you, but the diary!" Quirrell fanned the flames: "He has made a mistake in his belief in you, and he is more hateful than the White Wizard!"

Voldemort nodded, indeed, Quirrell was right.

Man's greatest enemy is himself.

For the wizards, Voldemort actually has no prejudice, it's just a matter of philosophy.

As for the diary, Voldemort said that he missed the husky.

You are a horcrux that I split, domineering, commanding a hundred thousand black wizards, certified by Grindelwald, Avery, who was as cowardly as a mouse back then, was willing to die for you, I don’t know how many black wizards To this end shed blood.

It’s all Voldemort, I’m the main body, I’ve had more food than you for decades, but you’re better than me at convincing people’s hearts.

Am I being embarrassed?
There is no reason!
Fury rose in Voldemort's heart.

In Avery's arms, Tom, the diary, sneezed several times in succession. He was too weak, he had no strength, and was taken turns by the dark wizards of Gaunt's old house. , now he is the weakest time in history.

Even a crappy wizard can beat him to death.

"What does this sneeze indicate?" Tom was worried: "Who is talking about me?"

Avery and Voldemort were at loggerheads, they didn't say much, and they went straight to death.

Colorful curses fly around, position, dodge, cast spells, calculate.

The two wizards wanted to kill each other with all their heart!

Suddenly, the dark secret room was brightly lit, and Mark led Lucius and several professors in.

Ashamed to say, Mark was wondering why Quirrell was at Hogwarts, and Moaning Myrtle jumped out to report to him, saying that the evil nameless dark wizard soul had kidnapped poor Avery and appeared in the women's bathroom.

There were too many pitfalls in the words, and Mark was speechless.

Thinking about co-authoring, right?

The benefactor Lucius and the victim Myrtle are both standing here, and of course Mark can't turn a blind eye.

With an order, the four principals assembled with several professors who hadn't slept on patrol most of the night, and went straight to the women's bathroom under the leadership of Myrtle.

A man in the women's bathroom is perverted.

The two men are big perverts.

A man and a woman will make a hey hey laugh.

But when more than a dozen people enter together, both men and women, it is too pure.

Following Avery's way into the secret room, listening to the magic sound from afar, the professors followed the clues and found Avery and Quirrell who were in a fierce battle.

"You continue as if we don't exist."

Mark said.

Voldemort: "..."

continue?

What continue to do?
seek death?

(End of this chapter)