Hogwarts Passer-By Professor

Harry, who had just entered the last room, was already stunned when he saw everything in front of him.

Because there was indeed someone in the room already, but it wasn't Snape or Voldemort as he'd always thought, but that stuttering Professor Quirrell!

Eisen, who came in after him, naturally also saw Harry's bewildered expression. Obviously, Harry's guess was wrong from the beginning to the end.

"You—" Harry was at a loss for a moment.

"It's me, Mr. Potter!" Although Quirrell's face was pale at this time, he no longer had the soft and weak look of the past, and instead looked at Harry with a sneer, "I was just wondering if I would meet you here !"

"But——I thought it was Snape!" That's right, he blamed Snape for everything, and Harry, who always thought that Snape was the big villain, suddenly realized that things were not what he thought, and he didn't know what to say for a while.

"Snape—haha, yes, Snape really doesn't look like a good person, he flies around like a giant bat, which is very helpful to us." Quirrell laughed, his tone was extremely cold, the same as in the past That vibrato was totally different, "With him around, who would have doubted—poor, stuttering odd—Professor Quirrell?"

"But on the court, Snape tried to kill me once, he cast a curse on me!" Harry couldn't believe the scene in front of him was real, and then told what he had experienced on the court.

‘Should we take advantage of the time when the villain is talking too much, and directly attack Quirrell and let the other party rush to the street? ’ Eisen thought as he stood quietly aside. But then dropped the idea.

In fact, Eisen can do a lot of things, just a polymorph can bind Quirrell, and a disarming spell can knock the opponent's wand away. But defeating Quirrell cleanly is not Eisen's current goal. His goal is to take the opportunity to get the Philosopher's Stone.

Therefore, it would be more appropriate for Eisen to wait until Harry has the Philosopher's Stone in his hands.

"No, no, no, I was the one who tried to kill you. During that Quidditch match, your friend Miss Granger cast a spell on Snape, and the confusion caused knocked me over." Quirrell shook his head, coldly Smiling coldly, "She broke my gaze on you, that's why you escaped. Of course, if Snape hadn't been chanting a counter-curse, you would have fallen to your death."

"Snape is going to save me!" The words, spoken by Quirrell himself, made Harry's breath catch. The person who wants to kill himself suddenly becomes the person who wants to save his own life. This kind of contrast is really hard to believe, "So, Snape, who has never been a referee before, wants to be the referee in the second match. Make sure I'm safe?"

"Yes, he doesn't actually have to do that. I can't do anything with Professor Dumbledore around. But he does make a lot of people uncomfortable thinking he's preventing Gryffindor from winning. Too bad it's all a waste of time and I'm going to kill it today You!" Quirrell sneered and snapped his fingers, and several ropes sprang out of nowhere to tie Harry up.

"Okay, wait quietly, I want to look at this interesting mirror, it is the key to find the Philosopher's Stone, only Dumbledore can come up with such a thing." It seems that Harry is just a little wizard with no strength . So after Quirrell tied Harry up, he turned and fumbled around the Mirror of Erised.

"I saw you and Snape in the Forbidden Forest—" Harry tried desperately to break free from the ropes that bound him, but they became tighter and tighter. In order to prevent Quirrell from getting the Philosopher's Stone, Harry could only delay time with his mouth.

"Yes, he had already started to suspect me at that time. He thought he could stop me, but it was impossible!" Quirrell said indifferently, as if disdainful, "I have Voldemort as my backer!"

"I see the Philosopher's Stone, and I'm presenting it to the master, but where is it hidden?" Quirrell said generally, staring at the Mirror of Erised.

"But, Snape always seems to hate me so much!" Harry was restrained and couldn't move, so he could only delay as long as possible. However, at this moment, he still turned his head and looked around.

Eisen, who noticed Harry's little gesture, understood that he wanted to help him himself. However, Eisen knew that Harry couldn't get out of trouble directly at the moment, otherwise, if Quirrell jumped the wall in a hurry, then Harry might face a greater crisis. So, it was just a spell cast by the cards Harry had hidden on him.

"Oh, he does hate you!" Quirrell said casually, and at this moment, Harry felt a warmth in his chest that quickly circulated throughout his body, calming down his brain a lot.

Feeling the sensation in his chest, Harry knew that was where he hid the poker that Professor Eisen had given him.

"He went to Hogwarts with your father, and they hated each other, but he didn't want you to die!" Quirrell didn't see Harry's movement, but continued to stare at the Mirror of Erised.

"What's the matter with this mirror? Where is the Philosopher's Stone hidden?" Quirrell cursed fiercely, stretching out his hand as if to smash the Mirror of Erised directly.

"Use that boy—" Harry looked at Quirrell in horror, and the hoarse voice came directly from Quirrell's body.

"Okay, Master." Quirrell turned to look at Harry, and with a clap of his hands, he untied the rope from Harry's body, "Come here, Harry, look at this mirror, see what's in it and tell me! "

Perhaps it was because Eisen was hiding in the dark, so Harry didn't look too scared. Go directly to the Mirror of Erised step by step.

Harry walked up to the Mirror of Erised and looked through the mirror. Because I kept thinking about how to get the Philosopher's Stone before Quirrell. So, he saw Harry in the mirror pull out a bright red stone from his pocket, wink at him before putting it back in his pocket.

At this moment, Harry felt the weight of his pocket, and something had already fallen into his pocket. It's incredible that he got the Philosopher's Stone just like that.

It wasn't just Harry, Eisen on the side had been staring at Harry's pocket, and after seeing a slight change in his pocket, he knew that Harry had taken the Philosopher's Stone into his hand.

"Tell me, Harry, what did you see?" Quirrell grew impatient.

"I saw I won the House Cup for Gryffindor, and Headmaster Dumbledore was shaking my hand!" Obviously, Harry had to invent a lie to trick him.

"Get out of the way!" Quirrell pushed Harry back a few steps. But before Harry could take the opportunity to leave, the hoarse voice from Quirrell's body came out again, "He's lying—"

Seeing this scene, Eisen had quietly held his wand in his hand, staring fixedly at Quirrell and Harry. Obviously, he has already planned to make a move.

Because next, Dumbledore might be coming soon.

"Let me talk to him, face to face—" Voldemort's voice came again. Obviously, even though Voldemort still hadn't recovered, he didn't care about the little wizard Harry.

"Harry Potter—" Quirrell undid the scarf on his head, and exposed the back of his head. To Harry's shock, there was a face on it. After this face turned to Harry, the hoarse voice came again, "Look at what I have become. I can only share a body with others. In the past few weeks, the blood of unicorns has made me recover Gain some strength, well, why don't you give me the Philosopher's Stone in your pocket?"

Harry staggered back a few steps, suddenly felt a pain in the scar on his head, and his breathing became short of breath.

"Don't be stupid, if you want to save your life, you can rely on me. Otherwise, you will end up with your parents, who begged me for mercy before they died!" Quirrell kept walking backwards, the face on the back of his head Keep approaching Harry.

"You lied!" Harry yelled out with a sudden surge of anger in his heart.

"I killed your father first, and he fought me bravely. Your mother doesn't need to die, but she will try her best to protect you. Now, give me the Philosopher's Stone!"

"Forget it—Professor!" Harry stepped back quickly, and then called for help.

"Grab him!" Under Voldemort's instruction, Quirrell turned around and held out his hand to Harry, but it was a pity that Harry had a protective spell cast by his mother with love and life, so Quirrell, who was possessed by Voldemort, couldn't touch him. to Harry. The moment Quirrell grabbed Harry's arm, he was magically wounded in the arm.

Kacha Kacha——

At the same time, the masonry on the ground twisted and turned into several metal chains, which bound Quirrell's body and made him unable to move. At the same time, Eisen on the side lifted the illusion spell and revealed his figure.

[The book chasing app recommended to me by an old book friend who has known me for ten years, Yeguo Reading! It’s really easy to use. I rely on reading and listening to books to pass the time while driving and before going to bed. You can download yeguoyuedu here]

Immediately afterwards, a big golden clock was turned upside down on Eisen's body, and at the same time, the magic-marked cards on Harry's body changed and turned into a metal coat and draped over his body.

All of this happened in the blink of an eye, so Quirrell didn't react at all.

"Master, I'm trapped, ah—" Quirrell could not help screaming as the metal chain tightened.

"You are a professor at Hogwarts, who are you? How dare you go against me!" Hearing Harry's shout, Voldemort quickly guessed that Eisen was a professor at Hogwarts. However, since the admiralty was holding Eisen, and the back of Quirrell's head was not facing Eisen, Voldemort didn't know who Eisen really was, nor what he looked like.