Hogwarts: The opening frog brings back the Dragon Destroying Crystal

Looking at Peter Pettigrew in the mirror, Lorne grinned.

Since he has become Peter Pettigrew, it is natural to do something good.

The stone door of Slytherin was opened in the darkness, and a chubby figure walked out slowly.

“I want to think that Professor Quirrell’s office should be on the third floor!”

Lorne, who had long followed Quirrell, naturally took note of his office.

At Hogwarts, some professors live in offices, while others have separate dormitories.

For example, Snape lived in the Slytherin dormitory, and the Defense Against the Dark Arts office was large, and Professor Quirrell usually lived there.

Following the dark stairs, Lorne came all the way to the restricted area on the third floor.

At this time, he suddenly turned sideways and hid behind a huge stone pillar.

At the corner of the road, a dim oil lamp gradually illuminated the surroundings, and the disheveled Filch was patrolling the floor with Lady Loris.

The little wizards who were caught in the night tour would be locked up by him in the torture room in the basement, and many people who were caught once were very afraid of him.

After Filch left, Lorne slowly walked out from behind the pillar.

“Filch is really hard.”

With a sigh, he walked towards the Defense Against the Dark Arts office deep in the corridor.

Professor Quirrell’s office was lit up and conspicuous in the dark.

Haven’t slept yet?

Thinking so, Lorne knocked on the wooden door.

“Please wait!”

Hearing a knock on the door, Professor Quirrell stopped what he was doing and walked to the door suspiciously.

Who would come to visit him so late?

It wouldn’t be Snape, would it?

Ever since Quirrell came here to teach Defense Against the Dark Arts class, he had discovered that Snape had been secretly dealing with him.

It’s just that his master told him that Snape was just a simple personality.

“You… Are you Peter Pettigrew!? ”

When he opened the door, Quirrell saw the familiar face, and suddenly his face changed and exclaimed loudly.

Peter Pettigrew?

Voldemort, who was resting on the back of Quirrell’s head, also opened his eyes in an instant.

Quirrell was also a former Hogwarts graduate, how could he not know this lewd and ugly man in front of him!

But isn’t he already dead?

He died in that sudden explosion and was awarded the Order of Merlin, the highest honor for wizarding, first-class.

“You… You… You didn’t die?! ”

Quirrell was a little startled, and he stammered in surprise.

“Why do you think I’m dead?”

Lorne, no, it was Peter Pettigrew who bared his long front teeth and asked Quirrell.

“But you weren’t in that explosion—”

“That’s just a cover-up!”

Peter Pettigrew interrupted him and pointed his wand at Quirrell’s purple-wrapped head with his wand.

“Let’s go in and talk.”

Odd! When did Peter Pettigrew become so kind!

Voldemort felt the wand on his head, and he couldn’t help but be stunned.

Peter Pettigrew is synonymous with a coward in everyone’s eyes.

But why is Peter Pettigrew here?

Quirrell and Voldemort’s questions agreed.

As the two entered the house, Peter Pettigrew put down his disguised wand.

“What do you mean by concealment!”

“And what are you doing here with me tonight?”

Before Peter Pettigrew could speak, Quirrell asked first.

He knew that Peter Pettigrew was definitely not good when he came to him tonight.

But now he is somewhat interested in what the “hero” said.

“Hide, I caused that explosion, and I wouldn’t have survived without the explosion.”

Saying that, Peter Pettigrew grinned.

“As for why I’m looking for you, as a Death Eater, I don’t have any reason to kill a wizard, right?”

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When did Peter Pettigrew become so brave!

Voldemort was shocked.

Lorne’s past experience with Peter Pettigrew was simply learned from newspapers and speculated.

After all, eleven years have passed, and who remembers things for so long, it would be nice that he could remember that Quirrell in front of him was possessed by Voldemort.

As for the pretending look, he had not been in contact with Peter Pettigrew.

The devil knows how to pretend?

Now all Lorne has to do is use Peter’s identity to disgust Voldemort, and meet Senior Tom by the way.

“Food… Death Eaters! ”

Quirrell was stunned, and looked at the wand that had been aimed at him and panicked.

“Don’t do it! I am also a servant of the master! ”

“Really? I don’t believe it! ”

Pettigrew Peter’s lewd little eyes stared at Quirrell deadly, and there was a sense of threat.

“Awada—”

“No, no, no!”

“Stop, Pettigrew Peter!”

The moment Lorne chanted the spell, two different voices immediately came out.

One was Quirrell’s startled exclamation, while the other was a hoarse shout.

“Master save me!”

Quirrell quickly opened the purple turban above his head and aimed the back of his head at Peter Pettigrew.

“Now you believe that I am my master’s servant!”

“Pettigrew Peter, I am your master!”

Behind Quirrell’s head, a vague face that kept squirming stared at Pettigrew Peter, and his hoarse voice hit his heart.

“Master?”

Peter Pettigrew put down his wand and looked at the face behind his head with questioning.

“That’s right, it’s me, the Great Dark Lord is coming back!”

Voldemort looked at Peter Pettigrew who had let down his guard and cracked his mouth and laughed.

The reason he didn’t let Quirrell tell Snape about him was to prevent the Death Eaters from betraying.

But Peter Pettigrew in front of him will definitely not!

Because he knows the character of this coward!

“Follow me – what do you want to do!?”

Halfway through his words, Voldemort’s eyes suddenly widened.

I saw that the wand that had been put down was raised again.

“Follow you? You are so weak, why should I follow you! ”

Peter Pettigrew grinned as he held his wand.

“You!”

Voldemort looked at Peter Pettigrew in disbelief.

He never thought that he would one day be looked down upon by this coward!

“As long as I kill you and Quirrell here, then isn’t the position of the third generation Dark Lord mine?”

Lorne didn’t want to pretend anymore, and the hand holding the wand was aimed at the back of the wriggling head.

“Avadaso-”

“You can’t, how dare you, Peter!!”

A green glow emanated from Peter Pettigrew with a hideous smile.

In a flash, Voldemort controlled Quirrell’s body to turn a bearing, and the green Death Spell hit his arm directly.

“Ugh!”

Quirrell let out a horrific scream.

Just as Lorne was considering whether to give his dear senior another haircut, there was a sudden knock on the door outside.

“Professor Quirrell, are you all right?”

Outside was exactly the patrolling Filch.