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"I've said it so many times, don't act rashly! Killing Harry Potter doesn't matter. What I want is the Sorcerer's Stone. You know what I want for the Sorcerer's Stone! I was just taking a nap at that time, so you can mess with me.

Such a big mess!"

Voldemort was so angry that Quirrell was so frightened that he fell to his knees and fell to the ground.

"But, Master, the attack on Harry Potter was to distract Dumbledore and other teachers, so that I could have the opportunity to go to the corridor on the fourth floor of the castle to check the situation."

"Only incompetent people make excuses!"

Voldemort roared angrily, "You almost ruined my big project! If I weren't too weak now to leave you, any wizard I could find would be eight hundred times more capable than you."

"Owner--"

"Shut up!"

Voldemort said angrily: "Do you think I don't know what is going on in your mind? You think I am so weak that you want to abandon me, and you have even thought of confessing to Dumbledore."

"I don't--"

"Shut up!"

Voldemort's shrill voice sounded again.

"Quirrell, you are such an incompetent person. I thought you were just a little stupid and naive, but I didn't expect that you would dare to lie in front of the greatest wizard in the world. Your weakness and vacillation make me feel sick."

"Yes, I'm sorry Master."

"What's the use of just saying sorry? You should be lucky that you are the only servant I can use now, otherwise you should have died long ago!"

Voldemort vented for a while and finally became calmer.

"That old guy Dumbledore may not have discovered me. Snape is deceiving you. I know his ambitions. He once told me everything about him. I know his little thoughts and desires. My most loyal

All the subordinates were imprisoned in Azkaban, and the Death Eaters who stayed outside were all cunning guys, such as Lucius, and Snape... They all had their own little ideas. I was hiding in Albania.

The Black Forest is not only to escape the capture of Aurors, but also to avoid good men like Snape and Lucius."

Voldemort sneered: "Snape only thought that you were under my remote control, but he didn't know that I was on your body. Whether it was him or Dumbledore, if he realized that I was on your body, do you think he would still come alone like this?

See you?"

"Then Master, what should I do?"

Quirrell replied timidly.

"It's very simple. Pretend to agree to cooperate with Snape, hold him back first, and then continue to try to figure out how to pass the protective measures guarding the Sorcerer's Stone. As long as I find the Sorcerer's Stone, I can be resurrected. Don't say that it's just Snape."

Pu, even if Dumbledore comes he can't stop me!"

"I understand Master, I know what to do."

"Very good, don't let me down again. Go find the unicorn in the Forbidden Forest. My condition is getting worse and worse. The blood of the unicorn can make me last longer..."

Voldemort closed his eyes and stopped talking. Quirrell carefully wrapped his head in a scarf and walked towards the Forbidden Forest.

Luo Cheng, who witnessed everything, beamed with joy. He took out a small empty bottle. He put the tip of the wand against his temple and then took it away. The tip of the wand brought out a long strand of silver-like memory. The more it pulled,

It got longer and longer, and finally broke, with silver light floating on the tip of the stick. Luo Cheng put it into the bottle, and the silver wire rolled up, then unfolded, swirling like gas.

"I have no chance to express my sincerity to Dumbledore. If I hand over this memory, even if Dumbledore already knows all this, he still has to accept my favor."

Luo Cheng released his own illusion spell, hummed a song and walked towards Hogwarts Castle.