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Quirrell looked at Neville in front of him stunned, and he instinctively wanted to speak.

Quirrell, however, found that the voice of his mouth was different from what he had imagined.

Even the tone of voice feels familiar.

"Sorry.... Neville.....

I don't know what's going on, I feel some pain in my forehead.

Neville looked at the person in front of him with a concerned expression:

"Is that so?

In that case, Harry, or I'll help you greet Professor McGonagall."

Your situation now looks a little bad..."

Neville, I don't think things have come to this point, this situation will be fine after a while..."

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Neville looked at Harry in front of him and sighed helplessly:

"Okay Harry, it's okay if you think it's okay, but I still recommend that when Halloween night is over, you go to the teacher in the potions class or infirmary to see your mental state."

You suddenly have a headache...

I feel that it is because you have been too involved in studying in the recent period.

The process of magic learning is a two-way street, and it also requires a combination of work and rest..."

Neville said intermittently, conjecturing in his heart.

Harry scratched his head and quickly returned to his original state.

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The little wizards around were also slightly relieved to see Harry back to normal.

However, at this time, Quirrell stretched out his hand to cover his eyes.

Just now, that intermittent picture peeled off again.

From clarity to distortion to final nothingness.

Quirrell's eyes revealed disbelief, and he had basically determined two situations after a series of actions just now.

The little wizard who appeared before his eyes....

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If he remembers correctly!

It should be Harry Potter.

Just now, his own perspective actually changed with Harry.

This surprised Professor Downfall!

But when he reacted completely, he helplessly found that the little wizard he had stretched out his hand to grab before had completely disappeared.

"Ahem..." came

the familiar and deep voice in his head again.

Quirrell's knees trembled involuntarily, his face hanging down against the wall, and his mouth slowly came out.

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"Great and honorable master, your servants are willing to listen to your commands.

After a period of trimming.

I already have some clues about the legendary Philosopher's Stone.

According to my guess, as long as the riot at Hogwarts tonight is serious....

The once heavily guarded area will definitely show flaws.

And I can also find the whereabouts of the real Philosopher's Stone for the great master..."

Quirrell's voice just fell.

A low, husky voice sounded slowly.

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"I saw him...

I could feel a familiar breath from him.

That's hatred....

That's disgust, that's hatred....

This feeling is all too familiar to me.

Quirrell.... My servant, you have a chance to atone for your sins, and if you succeed, you will receive my forgiveness.

Quirrell listened stunned as he listened to the instructions of the Great Demon in his mind.

Hearing that he could receive forgiveness, Quirrell immediately said with a serious expression:

"Great and honorable master, it is an immense honor to receive your forgiveness.

Your faithful servant is willing to give everything for you! "

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Quirrell's voice ends!

The Great Devil's low and hoarse murmur sounded.

"The Philosopher's Stone is already in my pocket, and finding it won't waste much of our time.

As long as you are willing to dedicate your body to me again, then it is not difficult to find the Philosopher's Stone...

It's just....

I could feel an extremely uncomfortable taste.

That's hope.

That's struggle.

It is the desire and understanding of new knowledge!

But....

I don't need that, this emotion will only affect me and make me feel troubled.

Listen, my servant....

Before getting the Philosopher's Stone, you must let Harry Potter completely fall into the abyss of 'darkness' and 'despair'...

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My other soul is awakening.

Its awakening requires adequate soil.

Quirrell looked up in amazement at this time, his years of knowledge of magic made him subconsciously guess a conclusion.

The reason why I can have the perspective of Harry Potter.

Being able to see everything that was happening around Harry, thinking that it was all the ability of a great master.

And his original in-depth research on soul magic must involve the true way to divide and divide souls.

When magic is studied to a high level, the barriers created by the field of knowledge often become more serious.

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There is no guide.

No one enlightened.

Then wizards are largely unable to eliminate knowledge barriers by their own will.

And want to continue to have a deep understanding of magic.

Thus mastering great power, in the process of being used by the Dark Lord many times.

Quirrell slowly discovered that the cracks that had been in his knowledge blind zone were quietly opening.

The application and use of black magic seemed to open the door to a whole new field of knowledge for him.

"Great master, your servant will surely do his best to fulfill your will..."

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