curse the world at hogwarts

"Lyle?"

"Rhine!"

The previous question came from the back of Quirrell's head;

The latter sentence of surprise came from Quirrell's small mouth.

No matter which one of his two consciousnesses, he didn't want to face Rhine Lyle at this time.

The big robber in Kingsley's mouth is none other than Quirinus Quirrell - the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor who is about to join Hogwarts, the man who bears Voldemort's back both physically and mentally, and who has just robbed Gringotts. ——Also Rhine’s classmate in Ravenclaw.

Moreover, the relationship between the two is exceptionally good.

In his memory, with the disappearance of Voldemort and the scattering of Death Eaters, the wizarding world entered an era of complete suppression.

The source of the suppression is none other than the Ministry of Magic.

Various spells with greater lethality are classified as black magic, and books that are slightly out of line are locked into the forbidden book area.

In addition to Slytherin, who has a weird obsession with black magic, there are also some Ravenclaws who are tirelessly pursuing the path up and down.

As a former Ravenclaw student, Quirrell was also very dissatisfied, especially since he was a very diligent and studious child.

Of course, this kind of personality also caused the students who were swimming in "Happy Education" to dislike him very much.

At this moment, Rhine Lyle came to him in a colorful auspicious cloud!

Quirrell still remembered that it was a late autumn afternoon, when he was blocked by several Slytherins shivering outside the bathroom, but he saw a magic spell that directly knocked them away.

He turned back and saw Lain quietly walking out of the bathroom. He gave him a "special" look, then turned and left, leaving only one sentence that made him burst into tears.

"It made me poop!"

That sentence, even today, many years later, still makes him think about it frequently.

After that, he began to have frequent contact with Rhine, such as choosing a table for the other party in the library, and thus gained the other party's "favor".

From then on, an unforgettable friendship floated in the dead castle of Hogwarts for a long time...

After the graduation ceremony, Quirrell, who tried to ask Rhine where he was going to work, learned that the other party was actually on the road to hunt Death Eaters alone, and he fell into a daze.

He hates!

I hate that I don’t have the strength like Rhine and can’t help him!

He cries!

Crying that I can’t muster up the courage to follow the other person and walk with them all the way!

From then on, he began to pursue great power and began a journey around the world, and finally found what he never expected in Albania...

The power that belongs to Rhine's mortal enemy, the Dark Lord!

Torture or not?

Abuse or not!

Note that the above are Quirrell's own memories, which are generally called "self-moved".

If Rhine knew this, he would probably politely refuse, saying that their genders were incompatible, and introduce Quirrell to a fellow prisoner named Sirius Black...

Although the dog father has deep love in his heart, maybe the handsome Quirrell can be used as an emotional substitute?

In an instant, Quirrell's mind made 99 turns and climbed 88 mountains before returning to the situation in front of him.

Because not only were the Aurors behind him chasing after him, but Rhine in front of him also drew his wand!

He doesn't recognize him, and he doesn't want him to recognize him!

Quirrell gritted his teeth, raised his hand and fired a magic spell, which fired a green light and attacked the panicked Ron and the calmer Ginny.

Boss Ginny mentally compared the strengths of both sides, and then referred to Rhine's record of overcoming Death Eaters one on one with multiple vehicles, and believed that the situation at hand was stable.

Sure enough, with a wave of his hand, Rhine cast two spells on the Weasley brothers and sisters——

Armor protection and overall protection.

The former breaks Quirrell's attack, and the latter creates a safe zone for the two of them.

What Quirrell threw was not the Avatar, it was thrown away by the iron armor curse.

The Rhine wand pointed towards the sky, bursting out a burst of fireworks, and thoughtfully shaped Ron's face into a distorted look when he saw the spider.

Ron's eyes twitched. He felt that meeting Rhine might be the biggest mistake in his life.

Seeing Rhine start to sway, Quirrell could no longer care about his thoughts and cast spells on Rhine.

These spells were all black magic that exuded screams and strange lights, which made Ginny feel nervous, fearing that something might go wrong with Rhine.

However, Rhine quickly changed his pace on the hillside, throwing out protective spells one after another to defeat Quirrell's attacks, and throwing back a few small powerful spells from time to time.

But he was confused.

Even if the black wizard is addicted to black magic, the more powerful the magic, the more it consumes, which is not suitable for the critical situation at hand.

Even if it is really fatal, it is normal practice to use ordinary spells mixed with black magic.

Can you still rob Gringotts just like this?

He suddenly suspected that even if the vault had not been taken away by Hagrid in advance, the thing in front of him might not really be possible.

There are Rhine people who don’t know, and Quilo people who have no choice but to do it.

Each wizard has his own fighting style. He believes that he has a deep friendship with Rhine and will definitely be recognized by the other party. From the reunion after a long separation to the complete collapse of the relationship.

As a last resort, Quirrell could only use the style of a dark wizard to try to confuse Rhine.

The problem is, even if he mentions that time, Rhine will not feel the same way;

The problem is, even if he doesn't take off his vest, Rhine still knows his identity.

Poor Quilinas Mon Quilo was just immersed in the little theater of his heart, playing wildly with his own memories.

"what are you doing?!"

Voldemort's roar stuck to the back of Quirrell's head.

"Those Aurors are surrounding you, Lyle's purpose is to hold you back!"

Unlike Quirrell's imagination, Rhine, who had been able to beat him since he was a student, did not intend to fight to the death. All kinds of random spells were enough to stop him.

The most terrible thing was that Rhine threw a spell that he didn't recognize. It simply created waves of space fluctuations around him, making him unable to even use Disapparation!

Wave spell!

Eternal God!

"Waste!" Voldemort roared, "Let me do it!"

"Do not--"

Quirrell resisted for the first time in his heart. How could he let Voldemort hurt his true love?

But just when Voldemort forcibly seized control of his body and tried to take away the ungrateful Rhine, Rhine suddenly raised his empty left hand.

wrong!

Voldemort suddenly realized that Rhine was holding a small scrap of cloth in his hand.

In the battle just now, both sides had some positional deviations. Rhine grabbed the corner of Quirrell's clothes that had been wiped off by the curse...

Needless to say?

Of course, he directly rubbed the piece of cloth into charcoal and pointed his finger at Voldemort.

People have three urgencies!

Voldemort, who was full of murderous intent, covered his stomach and became speechless and uncomfortable.

His life was full of decisiveness and darkness, and he killed thousands of men under his command, and he faced countless deadly battles.

But who would have thought that someone could be so sinister?

The battle of life and death!

You are so ungrateful in using this weird magic!

Rhine blew lightly on his finger and smiled as he looked at Voldemort, who was holding his stomach and surrounded by Aurors.

Do you care whether I am particular or not?

The Three Urgent Curses are the eternal gods!