Hogwarts lazy snake

As the gunshots rang out, Horn reacted as quickly as a 100-meter sprinter hearing a command. The moment he pulled out his Colt, he activated his transformation belt.

At the same time, he turned around at amazing speed, quickly aimed at the place where Quirrell's voice came from in the black flame gate, pulled the trigger without hesitation, and fired a bullet.

Then he quickly threw out a stone just like the one Harry had thrown.

boom!

"Hide behind the mirror!" Harry heard Horn's voice and his body reacted subconsciously. Like a well-trained soldier, he turned around and hid behind the Mirror of Erised, using the mirror to cover his own figure.

At this moment, Harry felt a strong sense of emotion. The dangerous response training that Horn had conducted before, which had made people feel miserable and miserable, seemed so wise at this moment.

"Oh, it's you, my good student, classmate Horn."

Quirrell glanced at the two identical magic stones in the corner, then slowly turned his head and looked at the guy in front of him who was wrapped in white armor.

Although he could not see Horn's face, from his voice and height, Quirrell easily recognized his identity.

"Oh, then should I call you Professor Quirrell, or..." Horn looked at the 'Quirrel' in front of him who had Quirrell's face but was completely different from the other person, and the two bullet wounds on his shoulders that were slowly healing. His tone was full of vigilance, "Barrier of the Old Ones? Or greed?"

"Hohoho~hoho, I haven't heard anyone say this name in a long time. There's an aura about you that I hate very much. You're a liar, a huge liar!"

Quirrell, no, it should be Greedy. When Greedy heard Horn say his name, a weird and excited laugh came out of his mouth, and the laugh echoed throughout the room, making people shudder.

At the same time, his nostrils twitched involuntarily, as if he was sniffing something.

Then, he stared at Horn in armor with a look of joy, and his eyes seemed to have penetrated Horn's helmet and were looking directly at him, which made people feel creepy.

"Oh, really? Then I also hope you will like the Christmas gift I give you." Horn, who was hidden by the mask, kept scanning Greedy's whole body, not missing any details.

His eyes were full of caution and consideration. He kept observing, both to delay time and to find the weakness of greed.

"Oh, my student, you must know that Christmas has been over for a long time. And since you know my real name, you should know that I don't care about Christmas. But what about the gift you gave me?"

Greedy said this, looking Horn up and down, and the black aura on his body became thicker, like a storm about to erupt. Then, he put on an interested tone and asked: "Then, I am still very willing to accept it."

"Well, then show it to me." As he said this, Greedy stretched out his palm and opened it towards Horn, looking impatient.

Harry, who was hiding behind the mirror, couldn't help but stick his head out to see what gift Horn was going to give to this guy who was called greedy.

At the same time, he was also very confused as to why Horn called Quirrell greedy, and seemed to know it very well.

Seeing Greedy spread out his hands and actually asking for a gift from him, Horn's eyes rolled and a cunning light flashed across them.

Then he took a small box from the belt around his waist and tossed it in his hand, making a slight sound.

"Here, this is it. Here you go!"

When the last note fell, Horn threw the small box towards Greed with all his strength like a professional pitcher.

At the same moment, Horn pounced towards the corner where the Philosopher's Stone was like an agile cheetah. His eyes were fixed on the target, and he had only one thought in his mind, which was to get the two Philosopher's Stones.

Greedy just watched the "gift" that Horn gave him flying towards him. He also saw Horn's movements, but he ignored them.

Then I saw cracks starting to appear on the small box, and the cracks spread rapidly like a spider web.

Moreover, light burst out from it, and finally, it became like a small sun, illuminating the entire room at once. Apart from the white light, no other color could survive in this blazing white.

Harry, who had always been curious about what Horn's gift was, knew what it was when he saw Horn recognize the small white box without any patterns.

He immediately retracted his head behind the mirror, hugged his knees with his hands, and hid his head between his knees.

Even so, he still felt that it was all white outside, and the strong light seemed to penetrate everything.

After a while, when Horn could no longer feel himself touching the Philosopher's Stone, he slowly opened his eyes.

As a result, he found himself rushing towards the direction where the Philosopher's Stone was just now, but now there was no trace of the Philosopher's Stone at all.

"Are you looking for this, little liar?" A teasing voice sounded.

Horn immediately turned around and looked behind him, and saw two dazzling red ambers spinning around Greedy's body, and there were also some small white fragments at his feet.

"I said, I took out the wrong gift, do you believe it? You should believe it, after all, you are the Great Old One, Lord Greedy King!"

Horn, who was sitting on the ground with his hands on his back, spoke in a cautious tone, looking at Greed with a flattering look on his face. At the same time, he also looked at the two magic stones that were constantly flying and spinning around Greed.

“Wow, wow, isn’t this the gift you gave me? Thank you for rushing over to help me get it just now, but I think I should just take it directly.”

"Also, the smell on you reminds me of that old friend, so I won't bother you anymore. Can you take off that strange thing on your head, so that I can remember that old friend too."

Greed raised one hand, and the magic stone that was originally flying around him suddenly flew to his hand and floated still as if it had heard some command. He had an obsessed look on his face, as if he was admiring the most beautiful treasure in the world.

"And look at this stone, the power in it is so nostalgic, I love it so much." Greedy's tone was full of greed and desire, and the two magic stones emitted a mysterious light in his hands.

"Ahaha~haha, yes, Lord Greedy King, you know all this. And, you are right, I don't know why it is your old friend Lord Neville that I have the honor of becoming his descendant."

Having said this, Horn stood up, bowed his head, and removed the armor on his face, revealing his face.

There was a flattering smile on his face, but his eyes hid a deep vigilance.