Chapter 88 Pour a glass of potion for Professor Quirrell ~

Author: Director Wei

Chapter 88 Pour a glass of potion for Professor Quirrell ~

Ted, while hiding behind the stone pillars and making complex spell casting gestures.

This is the gain from previous research, using gestures instead of chanting spells to cast spells...

"Iron armor protects your body! The curse stops immediately!" Professor Qiluo suddenly cast a spell, preventing the sneak attack of the one-handed sword floating behind him, and then shooting it down.

"Hmph! Ted, can your floating spell and sports spell be released silently?" Quirrell's eyes were fierce, and the jealousy in his heart suddenly surged.

Just now, Ted silently casts a floating spell while talking, trying to stab Kiro with the one-handed sword that Neville dropped.

As a result, there was Voldemort behind Qilu's head, but he failed.

This kind of talent is a real genius that I cannot reach!

A smart and excellent wizard like Quirrell understands the difference between himself and genius the most. He understands more than ordinary students and is even more desperate! This is also the reason why he embarked on the road of blood and refused to resign to Voldemort.

"It's true that it's very talented!" A hoarse and unpleasant voice suddenly came from behind Qi Luo's head, like a rotten wood rubbing against a rough stone.

"Master?!" Qi Luo's facial features were shaking, and his expression was very complicated.

Fear, regret, jealousy, and several emotions were intertwined on one face. It was obvious that defecting to Voldemort was not a good idea, but it was too late.

"Let me face him!" Voldemort's voice sounded.

"Master, he is not worthy of you..."

"Shut up! Let me face him!" Voldemort actually wanted to see Ted more than the boy who survived the disaster that defeated him.

Professor Quirrell turned around tremblingly, reached out and untied his purple turban that had been wrapped around his head for a year, and had to grow lice.

A gray face with a grey look like cement and a different facial features are growing on the upper side of the back of Qilu's head.

Ted confirmed one thing: Voldemort really has no nose!

"Ted Epifani... You are very talented. If you stay in Hogwarts, you will only waste your talent." Voldemort opened his mouth, his voice very plain.

"Also, Dumbledore is particularly alert to a little Muggle wizard who is of ordinary origin and has a talent that is beyond ordinary people. He will stare at you... You will only be excluded if you stay here."

"So... come with me! I will teach you how to use your rare talent to control magic, master strength, and make the mediocre surrender! You will be able to share my glory..."

Voldemort's voice was low but generous, as if it was magical, with an indescribable temptation that made people convinced.

At least Quirrell was excited when he heard this, as if he had already obtained everything Voldemort said.

But Voldemort never said these words to him. Voldemort just regarded him as a temporary annual parasite.

Although Professor Quirrell was surging and unable to control himself, Ted's mental resistance was lv3, and this level of verbal instigation could not shake his will.

But Ted doesn't mind being silly and delaying the time.

"Oh, you're a mysterious person? I've heard of you." Ted pretended to be puzzled.

"That's right, I, Voldemort! The greatest dark wizard! The immortal!" Voldemort's voice suddenly became louder, as if he was cheering himself up.

"But you are not very good now? Moreover, Professor Quirrel doesn't seem to have gained any benefits! He was even forced to drink unicorn blood. I heard that he would suffer a serious curse..."

Ted's words were like a burning awl, piercing into Professor Quirrell's heart, and he began to tremble.

He drank the blood of the unicorn, and he was subjected to an unremoved curse, and his life was over!

It's over! I'm done!

In Ted's voice, Kilow began to shake.

"Huh?" Voldemort suddenly wondered, "Hahaha! Ted, you didn't disappoint me! You actually have such power! Hahaha, follow me, we are so similar! Only I can teach you how

Become strong…”

Although Voldemort is now very ruined, his knowledge is still there. As the master of soul-sucking and thought-taking, he keenly sensed the spiritual power carried in Ted's words.

Although he didn't know what this power was, he felt that this power was affecting Quirrell's will.

Just as he said, Ted was so similar to him at the time.

He had this special force that influenced others at the beginning!

When Ted heard Voldemort's words, he thought to himself: No! Just like you, wouldn't I be in trouble?

Although no clue was found, Dumbledore was likely to be observing nearby!

If this makes Lao Deng suspicious of me, it would be miserable.

"Fart! We're different~" Ted immediately made his position - using four cards in a row!

【Wild boar cannon (green)】

【Chasing Snowball (Green)】

【Fire Dragon Fireworks (Green)】

...

First, with a "bang", a fat and strong wild boar appeared from the void and rushed towards Professor Quirrell with his big teeth.

Then a snowball as big as a fist also blurred towards Voldemort's bear face! Voldemort should be quite familiar with this~

Then a colorful fire dragon five or six meters long composed of Mars and fireworks suddenly appeared, and rushed towards Professor Quirrell.

Of course, this can't hurt Kiro or Voldemort.

"Split up!" The wild boar exploded and turned into a large area of ​​Mars and dissipated.

The Snowball was not worth the action at all, so it was blocked by the Iron Armor Spell.

Voldemort: Are you here again?! Hey, why should I say again?

"The curse is stopped!"

However, Qilu made a mistake now, and the Fire Dragon Fireworks were not erased by Qilu's general anti-curse, but instead swollen and rushed into the face!

The fireworks and fire dragons that became extremely huge pounced on the air, opened their mouths and swallowed Professor Qiluo. Suddenly, sparks splashed everywhere, and the sky was filled with silver flowers, crackling ~

"Idiot!" Voldemort's voice sounded among the crackling fireworks, "All curses end!"

Although he still had to rely on Quirrell's body, Voldemort still used a powerful spell to end - this spell usually requires multiple wizards to be released together, and Voldemort even did not use a magic wand.

After all the curse is over, the fire dragon and fireworks disappear in the blink of an eye.

Only Professor Quirrell was left with a burnt hole, like a wizard robe in a fishing net. Quirrell had never been so sexy in his life~

At the same time, Quirrell's body also shook three times. He was possessed for more than half a year, and his body is getting more and more stretched, not to mention being controlled by Voldemort and using a spell.

The burden of Voldemort possession, coupled with possession casting and advanced magic, was almost exhausted by Professor Quirrell!

However, cold raindrops fell on Professor Quirrell's bald head, and his face and Voldemort's face were wet!

The first three cards are all feints, and the last card Ted used is [Navi's Failed Scabies Potion (Green)].

"Ah~~~" screams rang out.
Chapter completed!