Hogwarts, this professor is too stable.

"I really want to see who is designing me this time. It seems that I will be disappointed. He is just a rat who hides his head and shows his tail."

The cloaked man wearing a grimace mask stood not far from Vault No. 713. His eyes skipped over the strikers and Aurors surrounding him, and fell far away on the Patronus in the distance.

Mochir felt the emotion in that cold gaze, as well as the surging and undisguised murderous intent.

Please, Mr. Dark Lord, can you please look at yourself before talking about others?

"Jie Jie Jie..." His voice seemed to have been transformed by magic, and it was as eerie as an evil ghost from hell. "It's a pity that you are not a phoenix..."

Mr. Cayo, the leader of the Aurors, snorted coldly: "Do you still want to resist?" The five wizards around him gave him unparalleled confidence. No matter what kind of monster the masked guy in front of him was, they all today Can send him back to his own hell.

"Ha, that's ridiculous. Do you think I need to run?"

Moqil, who was watching from a distance, felt a little surprised. The six wizards had surrounded the Dark Lord. It was not a trump card, but the other party should have taken it out.

The mask was slowly taken off, and the black cloak was also taken off.

"It's you, are you Professor Quilinus Quirrell?" Lizzie, the only girl in the crowd, opened her mouth in surprise. She never expected that the man in front of her was actually a Muggle researcher at Hogwarts. professor.

Mochir also frowned, the patron albatross hovering above.

His current Legilimency can only see a rough soul. In Legilimency, Professor Quirrell's body only has a broken soul. This soul seems to have been cut into pieces little by little, covered with cloth. Full of cracks like cracked porcelain.

The soul was numb, almost dying, and seemed to be controlled by someone using the Imperius Curse. The magic power was also drained away, leaving only a pitiful body in front of him.

Even the best healer at St. Mungo's couldn't heal the wizard who was already a corpse in front of him.

"So, have you given up on Professor Quirrell?"

This is the Dark Lord, just like a gecko's tail being cut off. No, at least the gecko's tail still has the energy they accumulated. The Dark Lord has taken away almost everything in the tail, leaving only a piece of shed skin. This It should be called the golden cicada taking off its shell. Professor Quirrell is that shell...

Mochi suddenly felt a sense of frustration. He knew that this fish was not something he could catch now, but he still threw the line into the fish pond and set the hook. But he did not expect that there was not even a fish face. See.

"Accept it well, the gift I give you!"

After saying these last words, Professor Quirrell's body was like broken ashes, blown away by the wind blowing from the crypt.

"What do you mean?"

Several Aurors and Strikers looked at each other with confused expressions on their faces.

Just as they were about to step forward to investigate the scene, deeper underground in Gringotts, two goblins screamed in terror, accelerated the speed of the roller coaster like crazy, and rushed upward.

"There are many obstacles!"

Bang!

There was a huge crash that lingered in this underground cave for a few hundred feet, and the two goblins' car was stopped at the gate of vault No. 713.

"What happened!" Mr. Cayo excitedly grabbed a goblin and roared loudly.

He has noticed that what happened today, from morning to now, everything seems to have been planned by someone, whether it is the owner of the Albatross or the guy who used the Imperius Curse to control Quirinas Quirrell. , they all made a fool of themselves in the Auror office. One of the subordinates he brought out was almost hit by the death curse and is now lying in St. Mungo's. As an Auror, he has gone through many years of emotional training. , he still couldn't control it at this moment.

The goblin that was lifted up in the air gradually regained its consciousness after being roared like this. It kicked its feet in the air in fear and said at a very fast speed: "That's the waterfall! Sir, a waterfall rushed out from the anti-thief waterfall. Pile of monsters!”

"monster?"

Several Aurors and strikers looked into the darkness. It was quiet there, as if a huge crisis was brewing.

"Roar!"

There was a strange roar in the darkness, as if someone had a wooden stick stuck in the throat, followed by a second, third...

The sound got closer and closer, and gradually, they heard the clicking sound of bones colliding together, and smelled the strong smell of protein hydrolysis and decay coming from the distance.

"Lumos!"

An Auror fired a bright white light into the sky above the cave, like a white flare, illuminating the dark tunnel ahead clearly.

hiss!

The only woman, Li Zi, the batter who had just joined the job, couldn't help but take a breath of cold air. She felt that her whole body was shaking uncontrollably.

"Mr. Fonseca...now, what should we do?"

In the striker's communication channel, the remaining people are also waiting for the captain's instructions.

It's like there is a door to the world of the dead underground under Gringotts. Today, that door was opened...

The Defense Against the Dark Arts book talks about monsters like the Inferi, which are corpses resurrected by dark wizards using magic. They are not really alive, but monsters controlled by the dark wizard's orders.

"You can use flames. The Inferi are afraid of fire." An Auror born in Ravenclaw reminded everyone that he had erected a wall of fire in front of him.

"You have to use the Fire Curse!" Another Auror added. They had all noticed that behind these Inferi, there was an underground river flowing upstream.

"You can't use the Fire Curse!" A goblin pointed angrily at the Auror who just spoke, "Don't you know that black magic will burn everything before it stops? Any vault here has been burned. It’s not something you can bear!”

There was no reply from Mr. Fonseca on the striker's communication channel. Obviously, the question the goblin asked was exactly what Mr. Fonseca was hesitating about.

"Damn it! Where did this Inferi come from?"

Some people complained that it would take a long time for dark wizards to create an Inferi, and they also had to find a suitable corpse. How could there be so many corpses in London for them to make an Inferi?

……

At this time, at the entrance of Gringotts, a goblin walked out of a hidden door without attracting anyone's attention. Next to him, a big snake quickly slid out of a sewage pipe.

A vicious expression appeared on the goblin's face, "Nagini, I was careless this time and was tricked by others. Bella used to take care of this for me..." As he said this, he gently stroked the big snake's head. , the whole body seemed to have been emptied out, and turned into dust like Quirrell.

"I need the Sorcerer's Stone, Nagini. The scent of the Sorcerer's Stone left in that room tells me that it is indeed useful to me." The mysterious man lived in the body of the big snake, and his voice was weaker than before on Quirrell. Obviously, eating the souls of a wizard and a goblin did not bring him much benefit, "Let's go, we have to go to Hogwarts, whether it is a professor or a student, I have to find a wizard..."

"Okay, but we have to be more cautious."

"Yes, yes, Nagini, someone is targeting us, but I'm not worried, because I always have a way out, Nagini, you are my last way out."

The big snake crawled in the darkness and soon disappeared at the end of the road.