The Plane Lottery System of the Pantheon

Zhang Chen's words shocked Hermione and others.

Hermione directly refuted Zhang Chen, "It's impossible. When Harry's broom was broken, I saw Snape chanting a spell at Harry. I've read in books that some curses require long-term staring at the target, otherwise, the curse will be ineffective."

Zhang Chen did not comment.

"Put this question aside for now. I want to ask you, have you seen Mr. Quirrell recently?"

Hermione shook her head decisively, and Harry and Ron shook their heads after thinking about it.

Zhang Chen had guessed this result before.

You know, Harry and the other two have been around the entire college during this period of time. Under such circumstances, there is no news about Rocky. There is only one possibility that Quirrell is not in Hogwarts.

"Okay, there's nothing else to do. You can go back." Since Harry and the other two didn't know where Quirrell was, Zhang Chen asked the three to go back directly.

Harry stopped when he walked to the door, turned his head and looked at Zhang Chen, wanting to say something but stopping.

Zhang Chen smiled slightly when he saw Harry's expression, "What's wrong? Is there anything else?"

Harry actually wanted to talk to Zhang Chen about the Philosopher's Stone, but when the words came to his lips, he remembered that Hagrid had said that this was the top secret of Hogwarts, "No, nothing."

Zhang Chen looked at the time, "Let's go if there's nothing. There are classes later. If you don't leave, you will be late. If I remember correctly, this is Professor McGonagall's class, right? Be careful of your credits."

Harry was immediately shocked when he heard Zhang Chen's words. He looked at the time and saw that he was almost late. He immediately bowed to Zhang Chen, "I'm leaving first." After that, Harry hurried out. Zhang Chen didn't hear Harry call Ron and Hermione's name.

Zhang Chen looked at Harry who was running away in a hurry and shook his head with a smile, sighing, "They are all gone, why don't you leave?" After that, Zhang Chen looked at the innermost corner of the classroom, "Do you think I can't see what I taught you?"

As Zhang Chen's voice fell, the air in the corner of the classroom suddenly shook, and Jia Lei's figure slowly emerged in the classroom.

"Teacher, I'm sorry, I, I just want to try out a new technique... I didn't mean to listen to you." Jia Lei's face turned red when he said this.

Zhang Chen sighed.

Jia Lei, this student, can't even lie. He usually keeps silent and looks aloof, but now he tries his best to explain.

Zhang Chen didn't mean to blame him at all, after all, he was just a child.

"No need to say so much, since I let you hear it, I didn't intend to hide it from you, if there's nothing else, go back."

Jia Lei lowered his head after hearing Zhang Chen's words, "Teacher, I've seen Qi Luo."

"Well, nothing..." Zhang Chen reacted instantly, "Well? Have you seen Qi Luo?"

Zhang Chen looked at Jia Lei with a glimmer in his eyes.

Although Jia Lei was nervous, he still said to Zhang Chen with a firm face, "Yes, I saw Qi Luo the day before yesterday!"

Zhang Chen stopped the work in his hands and moved a chair over, "Sit down and talk slowly."

Jia Lei breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this, sat on the chair and began to talk about his experience.

It turned out that because Jia Lei first saw Zhang Chen's great power in the Black Forest, when the news that Zhang Chen was sent by Voldemort spread in the academy, Jia Lei was the first to oppose it. In order to help Zhang Chen clear his name, Jia Lei decided to go to the place in the Black Forest where Zhang Chen had fought with Voldemort to see if there was anything that could prove it.

"Just the night before yesterday, when I went to the Black Forest, I saw a man in a black robe walking in the Black Forest, so I quietly followed him. Although there was only one person, I heard two voices, and the two people were still talking. One of the voices was the voice of Professor Quirrell." Jia Lei said with certainty.

Zhang Chen showed a hint of playfulness on his face.

Black Forest? What was Quirrell or Voldemort going to do in the Black Forest at this time?

"What else did you see?"

Jia Lei recalled carefully and frowned, "It seems nothing, right! I also saw that Professor Quirrell's hand was silver!"

Zhang Chen smiled.

After sending Jia Lei away, Zhang Chen returned to his residence.

According to Jia Lei's words, Zhang Chen already knew what Quirrell was doing in the Black Forest.

"Silver hand? I guess that's not the original color of the hand, it should be the blood of the unicorn, right?" Although Zhang Chen asked himself, his tone was very sure.

Because Zhang Chen suddenly remembered that in the original plot, there was a plot in the Black Forest, that is, Voldemort killed the unicorn and used the blood of the unicorn to prolong his life, but it is said that everyone who attempts to drink the blood of the unicorn will be cursed by the most vicious curse in the world.

"People are not ghosts, ghosts are not ghosts..." Zhang Chen murmured, "It seems that I need to enter the Black Forest again."

In the middle of the night, just in the early morning, Zhang Chen opened his eyes on time.

At this time, except for the gatekeeper, everyone else fell asleep, which was the best time for Zhang Chen to explore the Black Forest at night.

Zhang Chen did not go through the door, but opened the window and flew out directly from the window.

Zhang Chen flew all the way to the Black Forest.

Halfway, Zhang Chen passed Hagrid's hut. After seeing the light on Hagrid's hut, Zhang Chen was slightly stunned. Although he wanted to know why Hagrid didn't rest at this time, Zhang Chen had more important things to do.

The Black Forest looked much more gloomy and terrifying than during the day, and Zhang Chen found that there were at least two pairs of eyes staring at him every moment since he entered the Black Forest.

Each pair of eyes was full of hostility, but Zhang Chen was in the air, so these monsters and ghosts could not do anything to him.

Zhang Chen found an open place to land, and then a breeze suddenly blew around Zhang Chen, who was originally quiet. This was a slight fluctuation caused by Zhang Chen's release of his spiritual consciousness.

After opening his spiritual consciousness, a faint pressure was permeated within a hundred meters of Zhang Chen, and all the malicious eyes that were originally staring at Zhang Chen gradually disappeared.

Zhang Chen's spiritual consciousness began to look for a trace of clues in the entire Black Forest.

As Zhang Chen went deeper, the surrounding environment became more quiet, and Zhang Chen could feel a trace of magic in the surrounding air.

However, Zhang Chen was skilled and bold, and this place was of no use to Zhang Chen.

Soon, Zhang Chen found a trace of silver-white traces on the bark of a big tree.

Zhang Chen immediately came under the big tree.

There was only a trace of silver on the tree, and it didn't look like much. Zhang Chen probably scraped it on. He directly smeared some with his fingers, and then observed it carefully, and found that the breath inside carried a natural artistic conception.

"Finally caught your little tail, Voldemort!" Zhang Chen looked into the depths of the Black Forest, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.