Archaeologists at Hogwarts

Quirrell has been having a very bad time recently. He lives in fear and humiliation.

The humiliation came from the ridicule of the students. They did not regard Quirrell as a serious professor at all. In addition, Quirrell always had a strange smell on his body, which made them completely ignore the Defense Against the Dark Arts course and face the problem.

Professor Heimer's attitude was completely different.

But compared to the fear, these humiliations are nothing.

Voldemort was still controlling him, and Quirrell was gradually repenting. He thought about resisting, but he had neither the ability nor the courage to fight against Voldemort.

Voldemort had been possessed for so long that Quirrell had long since become terminally ill.

The only good thing is that Toby hasn't been causing trouble for him lately.

But the worst part was that Snape seemed to be targeting him.

Quirrell hoped that this was just his illusion, because Voldemort was urging him to take away the Sorcerer's Stone again, and Quirrell did not dare to disobey Voldemort's order.

He could feel that since he drank the potion taught to him by his master, Voldemort seemed to be gradually regaining his strength and there was no need to drink the unicorn's blood.

But Quirrell became uncontrollably thin.

He asked Voldemort what was going on, but he got the same answer every time -

"When you steal the Philosopher's Stone... you will return to normal... that is our shared antidote..."

The magic potion had long been drunk by Quirrell, and he had no choice - he had to seize the time and steal the magic stone.

He knew that the Philosopher's Stone was hidden in the deepest part of the room at the end of the corridor on the fourth floor. He also knew that many professors had set up mechanisms to protect the Philosopher's Stone, including his own.

But apart from that, Quirrell didn't know what the specific traps set up by other professors were, which made his hope of stealing the Philosopher's Stone slim.

At the very least, he must have the time and opportunity to study those mechanisms.

Under the increasing pressure of Voldemort, Quirrell had to choose a time - the dinner on Halloween Eve, which was a day celebrated by all the teachers and students in the school, and it was an excellent opportunity to make a move.

The students will definitely go to the dinner, but the professors will not necessarily. Quirrell knows that he needs to distract all the professors and use something to attract their attention - the existence that threatens the safety of the students is the best.

The answer is that once the safety of the students cannot be guaranteed, the professors' first priority is to deal with the threat. This will draw them all away, and Quirrell will finally have a chance to get close to the house where the Philosopher's Stone is stored.

He had already figured out what to do, so he used trolls. There were still other trolls in the Forbidden Forest, and Quirrell had always been a powerful troll hunter. This came from his fantasy when he was a student, and he thought he could solve it.

The troll man is already an extremely dazzling legendary wizard.

Time passed day by day, and Harry had understood the rules of Quidditch. He worked very hard in training. This at least made the players on the same team view him differently and no longer ignored him because of the deduction of points.

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Ron failed to learn that wonderful magic circle. He was the only one among the few who was imprisoned for the second time. Even Neville was not as good as him. This is really strange. Ron has gradually discovered that

Neville was no longer so stupid, and the number of times he was scolded by professors in class became less and less. He asked Neville about the reason, but Neville refused to reveal too much. He only said that it was because he used his own wand.

But such a simple thing made Ron jealous. He was still using Charlie's old wand, and the unicorn hair was exposed. But he had no money to buy a new wand, so he had to make ends meet.

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Fortunately, Hermione tutored him for a long time, so Ron was not sent to solitary confinement for a third time. Ron had been afraid of this for a long time. The second solitary confinement was not as intense as the first duel, but it became even more intense.

It was scary. Professor Heimer's office was scarier than a haunted house. After finally leaving, Ron was so scared that his legs went weak. He said he would work hard to learn ancient magic and never be locked up again.

In addition, Hermione finally reconciled with Harry and Ron. It's hard to say how effective beating them up was. Anyway, Hermione no longer just grunted at them, but occasionally advised them to study hard.

Ancient magic, especially Harry who was in training. Hermione warned him not to slack off in ancient magic classes just because of training. Slytherin's Quidditch team is the best example. She

But I have seen with my own eyes the misery of Marcus Flint being imprisoned.

Harry was convinced of this. In fact, there was no need for him to think about it this way. Captain Wood would take the initiative to ask about their performance in the ancient magic course. He had also heard about the Slytherin team's experience, and of course he did not want his team members to do so.

I made a mistake in my homework and was unable to participate in future training.

Under the terrifying shadow of Professor Hemmer, the Halloween dinner is finally approaching.

As the afternoon approached dusk, Quirrell quietly left the castle again. He had already arranged his own mechanism in the room to protect the magic stone - it was also a tall giant monster, which Quirrell knew early on.

Knowing the troll's location in the Forbidden Forest, he didn't need to spend much effort to catch a troll and put it into the castle to attract the attention of other professors and provide cover for his sneaking in.

Since he knew the route in advance, Quirrell sneaked into the Forbidden Forest very quickly. The setting sun perfectly obscured his figure, blending in with the surrounding dark trees.

He walked to the end of the trail and got into the dense woods. There was almost no path for people to walk here. He was located deep in the Forbidden Forest. The tree crowns blocked the remaining light, and the surroundings were plunged into darkness.

Quirrell is getting further and further away from Hogwarts Castle. He avoids the sharp branches and can vaguely see a hill surrounded by woods. This is also where the trolls live. This time Quirrell does not need to grasp the size anymore.

The biggest troll can be used as long as it poses a sufficient threat to students.

He hid in the shadows, spotted a medium-sized giant monster, and planned to lure it over with a stone. He had the ability to deal with giant monsters, but he couldn't handle them if there were too many.

But at this moment, something strange happened.

A small flying carpet flew out of the woods. The flying carpet was traveling very fast. Al tightened his grip on the small shovel in his hand. The troll spotted it, but it could not catch up with Al's speed.

Quirrell thought he was blinded by what he saw, and in the blink of an eye, all the trolls were seduced away, including the one that Quirrell had already targeted.

He felt bad, and felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity welling up in his heart.

Another figure quietly approached behind Quirrell, using the crazy roars of the trolls to cover up the sound of footsteps.

Quirrell turned around suddenly and saw Toby lifting a bigger shovel towards him——

"Eat me again!"