Quirrell felt like the sky was falling.

It’s that feeling of powerlessness that is both physically and mentally exhausted.

After so many years of hard work and hiding, I sold my body and soul.

What Quirrell wants is to be able to show his holiness in front of others and not be looked down upon by other wizards.

For this, he paid a huge price.

Even recently, he made a deal with a terrifying existence.

He gained a power that was completely not his own.

He originally thought that after getting these, it would be the beginning of his life.

Those who once looked down upon him and humiliated him will now look at him with admiration.

Even fear, fear, admiration...

Zha Li was the first person he wanted to operate on.

But right now, everything makes him a little disappointed, or desperate.

Charlie was able to withstand that force.

Even though Quirrell himself doesn't have much control over it, this is not something that ordinary wizards can resist.

He never expected that Zha Li could not only resist this force.

It can also heal wounds invaded by this 24-degree force.

All this is too incredible.

Let Quirrell panic.

At the moment, all he could see was Charlie's slowly approaching figure.

Even Voldemort's words were automatically filtered out by him.

I didn't hear Voldemort's roar at all.

"idiot!"

"Sober me up!"

"Damn it, how could I have a servant as cowardly and idiotic as you!"

Voldemort's face was twisted for a while, as if he was blinded by anger.

Oh no, he only has one face now and no brain.

Cowardly?

Quirrell was slightly stunned.

Yes.

He was originally a cowardly person, and he has always been strong. Pretending to be calm.

Quirrell shook his head, as if he was about to give up.

Charlie saw all this and couldn't help but feel funny.

This Quirrell's mentality is really weak.

After such a simple toss, his mentality suddenly collapsed..It seems that to deal with such people, punishing the heart is more effective.

"In fact, you are not cowardly, but you are a waste to begin with"

"A wizard who can only rely on others is not even considered cowardly."

"They are just domestic slaves with three surnames. They have endless changes of masters and endless dogs."

"Have you ever truly lived for yourself in all these years?"

Zha Li said lightly.

There was no trace of joking in his eyes.

Instead, he looked a little serious.

"Look at you now, do you still look like a human being?"

"Your whole body, bones and skin, how can you look like a normal person?"

"The back of your head has rotted away because it was parasitized by Senior Tom."

"Look at your chest again, it’s no longer even human."

"You look down and see Senior Tom’s twisted face, don’t you feel disgusted?"

"Are you still you?"

"Chilo……"

Charlie smiled.

Quirrell was struck by lightning.

The whole person froze in place.

He reached out and touched the back of his head.

A moment of trance.

Then he looked at his belly and saw Voldemort's cold and disdainful eyes.

Quirrell was a little stupid.

I don't know what is going on in my mind.

Charlie also took action, but looked at Quirrell.

He wanted to see what kind of behavior someone like Quirrell would do

"I am no longer me……"

"Knew it……"

"Hahahaha... Ever since I handed my soul and body to you, to that existence, I am no longer me at all."

"I thought I could become stronger and gain the respect of others"

"But the truth is, what did I get? Quirrell raised his head.

In just these few moments, he seemed to have figured out a lot of things.

He kept looking at Charlie and Voldemort.

No one could guess what he was going to do.

Voldemort couldn't hold it back in the end.

That hoarse roar sounded again

"Idiot, look where you are now"

"Think about what you are going to do now, Charlie is right in front of you now"

"You actually have the energy to think about all this nonsense here?"

"Let's take action, grab the magic stone, and our ambition will come true."

Voldemort's eyelids twitched.

This feeling was uncomfortable, irritating and hard to describe. (To read Baoshuang novels, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

But his almost distorted face looked extremely weird on Quirrell's chest. weird

"No, no, no……"

Quirrell murmured.

He heard Voldemort's voice, but this time he didn't obey.

Instead, he looked at Zha Li blankly.

Charlie looked at him with a faint smile to see what kind of behavior he would do. a long time.

Quirrell said no more, but walked towards the Mirror of Erised in a daze.

Zha Li moved slightly and made way for him.

Not long after, Quirrell walked up to the Mirror of Erised.

Voldemort's curses sounded again

"Idiot, what on earth are you doing?"

"Go get me the magic stone! Damn it, at this moment, you are so careless"

"As long as you attack, there is still hope"

"That aura is just something you haven’t completely mastered yet."

Just as Voldemort continued to curse, Quirrell suddenly made a move that made Charlie a little confused.

I saw Quirrell raised his hand, raised it high, and then fell with a palm.

He slapped his body hard. above.

It hit Voldemort directly in the face.

Voldemort's whole face twitched.

Even the scoldings stopped abruptly at this moment.

Check 640 Li Le.

He laughed out loud.

Voldemort felt that the sky was falling, it was unbelievable.

Strange. Luo, a cowardly and loyal believer.

How could he do such a rude thing to him?

"My master, please shut up first. Quirrell chuckled.

There was no emotion in his tone.

Then, Quirrell no longer cared about Voldemort, but looked up at the Mirror of Erised.

Soon, the reflection in Quirrell's heart appeared in the mirror. The desire.

That was Hogwarts.

Quirrell spoke in the auditorium. He was a professor respected by everyone and a candidate for the principal.

Charlie, Harry and the others applauded warmly in the audience.

Quirrell was all smiles. Everyone admired Quirrell very much. Even Snape and the others congratulated him.

When the camera turned, Quirrell appeared in the Ministry of Magic again.

At this moment, he has entered middle age.

The Minister of Magic abdicated. , officially ceded the position of Minister of Magic to him. Quirrell held flowers in hand and delivered a speech in the huge conference room.

Senior officials from the Ministry of Magic applauded in the audience.

Even the ruling officials of the Ministry of Magic in other countries also Everyone was there to celebrate for him.

Quirrell smiled happily.

He stood in front of the mirror and got everything he wanted most.

"Quirrell, is the Mirror of Erised your last hope?".

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