"It seems that your situation is not good, Tom!" Dumbledore stared at the silverware on the table and murmured softly.
"Since you all know that Professor Quirrell has a problem, why don't you get rid of him?" The portrait of the fat wizard with a red nose on the wall of the principal's office said, "I think he has gone crazy and actually plans to use the horn
He uses the blood of the beast to continue his life.”
"I don't understand what you want to do at all." The portrait of the old wizard with the goatee continued: "In my opinion, the so-called savior is just an eleven-year-old wizard. He is too young. You can't
Do you think it’s risky for you to do this?”
"There are some things that Harry needs to face alone. Now he only needs to have the courage to stand up like a real man and fight Voldemort face to face. That is enough." Dumbledore said calmly, "My luck
It's good that Voldemort is still very weak now and met Harry under circumstances that I can control."
"Albus, I have to remind you that the more careful a plan is, the easier it is to have flaws, and just one mistake may lead to the failure of the entire plan." Dippet, who looked very weak, also warned aloud.
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"Thank you for reminding Armando," Dumbledore nodded: "I know very well where the flaws in this plan are, and I understand even more the importance of the success of this plan. I will never let this flaw ruin the overall plan."
"What's the flaw?" Phineas with the goatee asked curiously.
"Don't ask, if you ask, there will be another flaw!" The red-nosed old wizard ran into Phineas's portrait and tried to use his cane to shut him up.
"If you don't ask, don't ask. Don't hit anyone." Phineas dodged the cane waving towards him and continued: "Are you sure that Potter can be your so-called savior?"
"He will."
"You actually doubt Dumbledore's vision?"
"Although I don't doubt his vision, I doubt Harry Potter's ability. We all know how his so-called savior title came from. Maybe it's more appropriate for you to stop that Voldemort yourself."
"I'm not suitable," Dumbledore said, "Harry is the most suitable candidate."
"I don't see at all how he is more suitable than you."
"I didn't expect you to understand, Phineas."
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Voldemort was completely unaware that he had actually been arranged for a long time ago.
At this moment, Voldemort is forcing Quirrell to submit.
Last time, he forced Quirrell to hunt unicorns in the Forbidden Forest, hoping to use the blood of unicorns to restore his physical strength. Quirrell's incompetence had made Voldemort unbearable, and he was eager to get rid of his weak body.
But...what has this guy done?
Although there is no definite evidence, Voldemort suspected that Quirrell deliberately followed the unicorn in the end. He had no intention of using the unicorn's blood to extend his life. In other words, Quirrell was afraid and was delaying this moment.
arrival.
However, this is something Voldemort cannot allow. He will not tolerate others disobeying his orders!
Quirrell's will was as fragile as a piece of biscuit. Voldemort only punished Quirrell slightly and made Quirrell succumb. This time, the spell cast also squeezed out Quirrell's remaining vitality.
He has no choice, he must succeed, otherwise he will face death next.
On Friday night, Quirrell sneaked into the Forbidden Forest.
After spending a lot of time, I finally found a unicorn again.
Quirrell used the spell taught by Voldemort to sneak attack the prey, but the unicorn escaped. It took Quirrell a long time to finally successfully hurt the unicorn, but he did not expect it.
He can kill a unicorn in a short time.
There is no way, unicorns run very fast, and it is too difficult to kill them head-on.
Perhaps, the Dark Lord could directly use Avada Kedavra to kill them all in one go, but with Quirrell's magical power, it might be difficult to directly achieve this level.
He is getting weaker and weaker.
Therefore, Quirrell could only do the same thing, letting the unicorn run around and draining it of its last strength before attacking.
This is also the most effective method currently.
In order to prevent himself from being exposed, Quirrell wrapped himself tightly in a cloak.
He spent a whole day searching for injured unicorns in the Forbidden Forest, pressing them step by step to force the prey into a corner.
During this period, Quirrell met centaurs by chance, and they were driven away by those beasts with arrows. He also met Hagrid who discovered something unusual and was tracking the injured unicorn.
Quirrell was very tired. He hadn't eaten for a long time and could hardly stand up.
But he didn't want to die, so he persisted with the help of magic.
Finally, shortly after the unicorn fell, Quirrell knew that he had finally won.
Late at night, the exhausted Quirrell used the magic taught to him by Voldemort to wander around the Forbidden Forest like a wild beast. He slowly came to the side of the unicorn, leaned over and sucked the silver-white blood from the unicorn's wound.
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The moment his lips touched the unicorn's blood, Quirrell felt his soul tremble. His body did not change, but he could feel that he was different from before.
Is this a cursed life?
Suddenly, there was a scream in his ears, and he heard someone running away screaming in terror.
Quirrell raised his head and let the silver-white blood drip from his lips onto his cloak. He took a deep look at Harry and felt very surprised.
Quirrell never thought that he would meet the famous Harry Potter here.
This savior is a problem, maybe I should deal with him now.
Yes, now is a good opportunity.
There is no place more suitable than here.
Quirrell struggled to stand up and walked slowly towards Harry. Looking at his savior who was trembling with fear, Quirrell felt very happy.
The famous Harry Potter was about to die in his own hands. That was something even the Dark Lord couldn't do. How would he reward himself for helping him get rid of this big worry?
When Quirrell raised his wand, a sound of horse hooves sounded from not far away. A centaur stood between him and Potter, raising its front legs high, ready to trample him to pieces.
Quirrell escaped from the hoofs of the centaurs in embarrassment. He had dealt with these beasts more than once and knew that more centaurs would arrive here soon.
Although Quirrell now wants to kill the centaur and Harry Potter immediately, he is too weak and is not suitable for fighting, especially when facing more than one centaur, he is likely to be injured.
That would be very uneconomical.
Quirrell retreated under the cover of darkness. Anyway, his goal had been achieved.
Just keep Harry Potter's life for now, and find other opportunities to take it away later!