Travel from Hogwarts

In fact, he can actually fly there.

After adding two levitation spells to himself, Drinker successfully floated in the air. After that, he slowly found a good position and then slowly slid to the opposite door.

"This..." Harry and Hermione both looked at him awkwardly. They were cheating. Someone was cheating!

"Okay, Hermione, now I drink this cup of purple potion, you drink that one, listen to me, after you drink it, go back to Ron immediately. Ron needs treatment, and we will be fine. Trust us." After being stunned for a while, Harry realized that they still needed to stop Voldemort, so he said to Hermione.

"I understand, please be careful."

After watching Hermione leave here, Harry also drank the bottle of purple potion and came to Drinker's side.

"We have to have a plan, Harry," Drinker prepared to tell Harry his plan before opening the last door.

"Yes, we need a plan." Harry agreed.

"That's it. I plan to go in invisible. You click in and I will follow you. When I attack it, you take action." Drink thought for a moment and made an immediate decision.

There was no better way to use Harry to catch Voldemort's attention.

"Okay, I agree." Harry thought for a moment and accepted Drinker's method. In fact, he had no better method.

In this way, the two people entered the last door, one in the light and the other in the dark.

As soon as he entered the door, Drinker saw Quirrell, also known as Voldemort, standing in front of the mirror. Apparently, he was trying to find something from the Mirror of Erised.

Harry, on the other hand, was already shocked. Drinker did not take the initiative to tell him in the end that it was Quirrell who was hiding. Drinker needed Harry to show his surprised expression in order to confuse Voldemort.

"Oh, who is here quietly, the great Harry Potter." Quirrell also heard the sound of the door opening at this time, turned his head and saw Harry.

"You're surprised. Let me guess, you didn't expect it to be me, right?" Quirrell said with a smile, without any hint of stuttering, panic or incompetence.

"Why is it you?" Harry couldn't believe it, how could it be Quirrell.

"Hahaha, why is it me? It's such a ridiculous question. It seems that I think highly of you." Quirrell was still smiling. He didn't think that Harry Potter could cause any trouble to him.

"Yes, with Snape here, who would doubt it, but where is the poor Professor Quirrell?" Quirrell pretended to stutter as he played with Harry.

"You want to kill me? Why?" Harry was puzzled. He only found out today that he didn't know anything.

"Why? Hahaha, of course it's because of my master. You dare to come here without knowing anything. It's really ridiculous." Quirrell kept laughing after hearing Harry's ridiculous words.

"I thought it was Snape," Harry said to himself, as much to himself as to Drinker.

"Yes, Snape doesn't look like a good person at first glance, and he is indeed not a good person. This duplicitous guy dares to betray his master and threaten me." Quirrell mentioned that Snape was obviously annoyed. It seemed that Snape was Pu kept staring at him.

"You also wanted to kill me during the Quidditch match. You also released the Forbidden Forest and the trolls on Halloween." Harry murmured, and now he made it clear.

"Yes, yes, during the Quidditch game, if it weren't for Snape, you would have fallen a long time ago. The same goes for the Forbidden Forest. That little guy who suddenly appeared can actually do the Fire Curse." Quirrell slowly said While explaining Harry's question, Drink looked confused at this scene.

"? Is this the treatment of the protagonist, and you are still explaining it at this time?" Drinker, who was hiding in the dark, was helpless. What does this mean? Is it a plot kill? The plot must be triggered to continue?

But there was one thing that surprised Drinker. He really didn't expect that Voldemort really didn't notice his Phantom Curse. It seemed that Voldemort was seriously injured!

"If that little guy Granger hadn't bumped into me on the day of the match, I would have definitely been able to twist you off. And last time, I have to say, you were really lucky, Harry." Quirrell continued. , but this time, he did not give Harry a chance to speak again. After saying this, he waved his hand and then several stone arms appeared on the wall. They grabbed Harry tightly and pressed him to the wall. , and blocked his mouth.

"Okay, savior, I don't have time to chat with you now, let me see what this broken mirror is capable of!" Quirrell restrained Harry with a highly skilled transfiguration technique.

Drinker was also frightened by this move. It was such a powerful transformation technique. This move was almost as good as Professor McGonagall. Is it because of the blessing of unicorn blood?

Drinker was a little surprised. He definitely couldn't do this move, but he was confident that he could defeat the opponent with the magic spell.

"I saw it. I got the magic stone. I gave it to the master. The master was very happy. He gave me a lot of magic. It's great!" Quirrell said to himself in the mirror as if he was obsessed. Delin Ke didn't believe that what he saw was really this. He was probably faking it.

Regarding this point, Drinker was actually wrong. When school started, that is, at the very beginning, Quirrell really wanted to run away and escape from Voldemort's parasite.

For this reason, he deliberately changed his temperament, just to make Dumbledore notice him.

But it was obvious that he failed. With the continuous passage of parasitic magic, Quirrell's soul is now incomplete, especially after drinking the blood of the unicorn, her spirit became more and more trance-like, so, He's crazy.

Voldemort is very good at controlling people's hearts, and his ability will not diminish as his strength weakens. Therefore, Quirrell is now playing with Voldemort and has a mental breakdown.

The person he is now is no longer him.

Looking at Quirrell who was stunned, Drinker frowned. In fact, he didn't know whether it was better to take action now or sell it later.

"Why can't I find it? Why can't I see it?" Quirrell searched and looked over and over again, but couldn't find any trace of the Magic Stone.

"That child, that child is the key." At this moment, a very evil voice came from the air.

Drinker knew that it was Voldemort who had woken up.

"That child? Harry, come here!" After hearing Voldemort's order, Quirrell let go of Harry.

Then, he walked directly in front of Harry, and pulled Harry up from the ground in a very rough way.

"Stand still, don't look at me, look in the mirror, tell me, what do you see in it?" Quirrell said threateningly, his words full of threats.

As for Harry, after standing in front of the mirror, he saw himself in the mirror taking out the Philosopher's Stone from his pocket, then playing with it in his hand, looking at it, and finally putting it back into his pocket.

"Boom," a very small voice came, and then Harry felt something in his pocket. When he reached out and touched it, he found that it was actually a stone.