Hogwarts: From The Obscure To The Dark Lord

"Professor Quirrell?"

Hearing Toby's words, Hermione picked up the binoculars in her hand again and looked towards the teacher's stand.

Sure enough, Professor Quirrell was standing behind Professor Snape, his eyes were also fixed on Harry, and he kept chanting, but perhaps because he was blocked by Snape's tall figure, it was difficult for people to notice him.

"Really, Professor Quirrell is chanting spells too!"

"My God, I don't even understand now, Professor Snape and Professor Quirrell, who's doing the jinx and who's doing the counter-curse?"

Hermione clutched her forehead.

"Hermione, lend me a look."

Ron asked Hermione for binoculars, and Hermione didn't refuse, and gave him the binoculars.

Ron raised his binoculars and looked.

"I think Snape must be casting a curse on Harry. Professor Quirrell is trying to protect Harry, so if he says the counter-curse again, Snape usually doesn't treat us very well. The anti-"Zero Three Seven" is Professor Quirrell, who treats us Kinder."

Ron said.

"I think Professor Snape is protecting Harry. Professor Quirrell wanted to kill Harry, but he was probably deceived by lard, and he chose to kill Harry in public."

"Not to mention that there are so many professors watching the game, even Professor Dumbledore is there. If something happens to Harry and falls from mid-air, Professor Dumbledore will definitely take action."

"You don't think you can't save Harry with the professor's ability, do you?"

Toby said with a relaxed face.

Professor Quirrell was possessed by Voldemort, probably even his brain was corrupted by Voldemort, otherwise how could he do such a stupid thing.

He didn't really think that by doing this, he could kill Harry, would he, as if all other professors were dead?

This is not the Muggle world, but the wizarding world. Even if Harry falls from the sky, there are many spells that can save him.

"But why would Professor Quirrell do this?"?

Toby guessed in his mind.

Could it be that Professor Quirrell knew about the relationship between Professor Snape and Harry, so he did this this time just to hold Snape back for the next Quidditch match

Are you ready?

After all, with Professor Snape watching him, he couldn't have gone to the fourth-floor chamber to steal the Philosopher's Stone.

But this is impossible, Professor Quirrell does not have the ability to predict, he will not know that the next Quidditch match, Professor Snape will personally act as the referee for the match in order to protect Harry.

"Cut! Why do I think so much, maybe Quirrell's mind was corrupted by Voldemort.

Toby murmured in a low voice, with Professor Quirrell's current IQ, he should not have thought of such a method, otherwise he wouldn't be unable to deal with a three-headed dog.

But, even if Professor Quirrell couldn't deal with it, wouldn't even Voldemort be able to do it? Voldemort was a top student in school, so he didn't even know how to deal with a master trick?

"Could it be that Voldemort sliced ​​himself up and gave him his sanity?"

Toby said in his heart.

Or was there a strange force in the dark that gave Voldemort an aura of subduing wisdom?

"Toby, what do you think we should do?"?

Hermione turned her head and asked.

"If you want to help Harry, you can interrupt Professor Snape and Professor Quirrell, whoever is chanting the jinx, as long as they both stop."

Toby said.

"I don't think it's necessary to do this at all, Harry won't really fall to his death, anyway, with the professors around, nothing serious will happen.

However, both Ron and Hermione felt that they couldn't just sit idly by. Harry's situation on the Quidditch pitch was too dangerous. He was holding a broom handle with one hand, hanging in mid-air, and the broom was still vibrating.

Gryffindor's players wanted to help him, but the Slytherin players found the opportunity to score several goals.

"I'm going to stop them."

Hermione gritted her teeth and quickly left the stands.

"Toby, why don't you help, Harry... Harry is about to fall!"

Ron looked at Toby beggingly, and Neville next to him buried his face in Hagrid's jacket and began to cry.

"You can't always rely on me, I can't be with you forever, you have to learn to figure out your own way, you can do small things like this by yourself.

"Besides, even if you don't believe me, you should believe Professor Dumbledore, he can't just sit back and watch Harry fall to his death."

Toby shrugged and said.

Children's thinking is so naive, they would rather believe in themselves than adults.

At the same time, Hermione struggled through the crowd and came to the stand where the professors were. She bent over and quietly came under the seats of Professor Snape and Professor Quirrell.

Hermione drew out her wand, looked at Harry's dangerous scene above the Quidditch pitch, and bit her lip.

"Thousands of miles!"

"Thousands of miles!"

Hermione cast the Three Urgent Curses on Professor Quirrell and Professor Snape respectively. She and Toby learned this disgusting curse. She hadn't planned to cast this curse at first, but now that the situation was urgent, she couldn't care less. … …………

On the seats in the stands, the expressions of Professor Quirrell and Professor Snape suddenly changed, and their mouths that were chanting spells also stopped. They stood up at the same time, and left the stands with grim expressions.

"!"

Hermione let out a long breath, Professor Quirrell and Professor Snape both left, Harry was finally saved, she quietly left the professor's stand again, perhaps because her figure was too thin, no one noticed her.

Everyone's attention is still on the Quidditch pitch, but they don't care about some things around them.

On the Quidditch pitch, Harry's broom finally stopped vibrating, and he climbed back on the broom.

"Hermione succeeded."

Gryffindor stands, Blinker said.

"Oh, she did, thank goodness Neville, as you can see, Harry is fine.

Ron told Neville on the side that Neville had been crying with his face buried in Hagrid's jacket.

"Really?"?

Neville took his face out, his eyes were red, he looked at the Quidditch pitch again, and then smiled through his tears.

On the court, Harry dived towards the ground quickly, covering his mouth with his hands, as if to die.

Finally, Harry lay down on the ground, coughing non-stop, and a small golden golden fly fell into his palm.

"I caught the Snitch!"

Harry shouted, and raised the little golden ball high above his head, and the game finally ended in chaos. 3.2 After the game, Toby and the others came to congratulate Harry on his first victory. Ron also told him what happened just now.

"I think Snape must be casting a curse on you. Professor Quirrell is countering the curse today to protect you."

"But Toby felt that Professor Quirrell was casting a curse on you, and Professor Snape was casting a countercurse to protect you.

Ron said.

"Toby, you were wrong this time, last night, I saw Snape teaching him..."

Harry recounted what happened yesterday in detail.

"I think Professor Snape must be calling the attention of the chamber on the fourth floor, he wants to steal Professor Dumbledore's Philosopher's Stone, Toby, we must stop him.

"Harry, you may not like to hear some words, but I still want to tell you that anyone in this world can hurt you, but only Professor Snape can't."

Toby said seriously. .