“I can tell you where the potion for moving forward is, but I hope… A few of our lives…”

“Of course! I promise! You will not be killed! Smart guys deserve the Dark Lord’s favor! But not necessarily with other Muggle wizards! ”

Quirrell rubbed his hands, “Okay then… Tell me quickly…”

Hermione pursed her lips.

“The smallest bottle.”

Quirrell took out the smallest bottle, which was really small, perhaps designed to be drunk by only one person.

“You don’t have to worry about me lying to you again, the note already says ‘there is no death hidden in giants and gnomes’, you can guess that it is nettle wine, or you can guess that it is a return potion, but it will definitely not be harmful to you…”

Hermione saw that Quirrell was not bored, and thought that Quirrell was doubting again, so she quickly explained.

“Huh… I know. ”

Quirrell twisted the cap off and drank the liquid inside.

“Hmm~ this is really cold… It’s like swimming in a glacier with just a pair of socks in the cold winter months…”

Then Quirrell laughed, seemingly amused by his wonderful metaphor.

And Harry and Hermione could only secretly pray in their hearts that Dumbledore would come back quickly.

Quirrell put down the bottle and walked forward.

“That’s right! Quirrell…”

Harry suddenly remembered something, and while Quirrell hadn’t left, he quickly asked, “Joshua… What about Joshua?! Where are the others?! Did you give him how?! ”

Quirrell paused in the air as soon as he stepped out, then he withdrew his foot and looked at Harry with a smile.

“Joshua? Joshua Joestar? That unworthy protagonist of the book? He hasn’t been seen for so long I thought you had forgotten about him…”

Quirrell smiled and shook his head, “Peace of mind… Harry! That kid is very clever! Know that I have big moves… I’ve been on my side a long time ago! Why do you think he has such a good relationship with me?! Hum! Stupid stuff! ”

When he said this, he didn’t know who he was scolding.

Harry and Hermione were dumbfounded, Joshua turned out to have an affair with Quirrell?! What the hell is going on here?!

But things didn’t allow the two of them to think too much, and Quirrell had already put one foot into the quiet burning black flames.

Harry and Hermione watched as the black flames rose violently and licked his body, but Quirrell didn’t feel anything.

At that moment, when the black flames were about to engulf Quirrell…

Quirrell suddenly flew out upside down.

Bang!

Just like Ron was kicked away by Quirrell just now.

“Huh? Is it swollen and fattening? Look at something? ”

Harry saw a tall, imposing mirror slowly pouring out of the black flames.

[Harry Potter inner complaint: Mom! ] See! The mirror is fine! 】

It didn’t take long for the mirror to reveal its full picture from the black flames.

The high golden frame is supported by two claw-shaped feet.

There was a small line of handwriting engraved on the top, and Harry’s eyes widened before he could see what was written on it: Eris Strae Ohruait Ubika Furuayit Anwohes.

Harry didn’t care how embarrassed he was in the mirror at the moment, he only knew…

[Harry Potter complained inwardly: Dad! ] See! The mirror has grown hands and feet! 】

“Hey! What a! I didn’t expect that old guy from Dumbledore to be so insidious! Can’t skill judgment be broader?! Xiao Ye, I am so glorious and upright, such a decent character can’t get the Philosopher’s Stone… It’s like I’m going to destroy the world…”

Only then did Harry understand that this voice was not Joshua that his group of three had been looking for for half a year?!

“About…”

Harry wanted to shout and keep Joshua away from Quirrell, but his mind was racing and he thought of what Quirrell had just said.

“That kid is very clever…. I’ve long since come to my side…”

Quirrell said so.

Harry immediately looked at Hermione beside him, and immediately agreed on the strategy of not talking first, anyway, the mirror side blocked Joshua, and he couldn’t see his side…

Joshua didn’t notice Harry and Hermione, and even Ron, who was lying on the ground, happened to be blocked by the table.

He now sees only Quirrell alone.

“Ouch Ouch Ouch! I say who is this! It’s you Professor Quirrell! Look at me this… Clumsily… Sorry for bumping into you isn’t… I’ll make you an atone…”

Joshua whispered and gave Quirrell a smile, but Harry and Hermione’s hearts were already sliding to the bottom.

Quirrell shook his head, which was knocked a little unconscious, and three Joshuas appeared in his field of view at this time.

Perhaps the collision also hit the strength of the nettle wine, and Quirrell’s words were incomprehensible.

“You… Who are you! I… I don’t know you! ”

Quirrell speaks an authentic London accent, which is similar to the authentic Peking film of an old artist who speaks crosstalk in a flower family, grinning widely, and seeing this as if he was hit into Alzheimer’s by Joshua.

Joshua scratched his scalp and said in his heart that I didn’t do anything about this… How did the boss end up being pinched by himself?

In the end, Joshua knocked on the small blackboard in his heart and settled the matter.

【Oh! I am a different space-time isotope of JO Escort! JO Goggles! 】

But Quirrell slowed down.

Struggling to sit up against the wall, he gasped for air in his mouth, “You… You’re fucking exciting… Joshua…”

“I think you want to make rice, right?!”

“Making rice? Whose rice is made? I’m not that kind of person! ! ”

“I see you already know it in your heart! I’m a man who serves the Dark Lord! Watch your words to me! It’s not the time before you can smile at me! ”

Quirrell’s dark eyes stared at Joshua, and seeing that he frowned and did not speak, he kicked up.

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