I earned 100 million Galleons at Hogwarts

Chapter 68 The Sad Voldemort
"Hasn't the time come yet?"

An ugly sound like fingernails scraping a blackboard sounded in a secret classroom in the castle.

"Master, don't worry, the dinner hasn't started yet, there must be many little ghosts running around outside, it's not safe for us to show up, wait a little longer, I will definitely take you to get the Philosopher's Stone!"

Professor Quirrell quickly straightened his body and replied tremblingly.

"hope so!"

Voldemort's voice contained dissatisfaction.

If it wasn't for him not having no choice, how could he possess this weak idiot.

After coming to school for so long, I still got nothing!
Hearing Voldemort's answer, Professor Quirrell heaved a sigh of relief, and leaned back against the wall again.

At this time, there was a loud noise from the depths of the classroom, and a twelve-foot-tall monster with muscles like rocks woke up wobbly.

It saw a person lying on the side, its eyes lit up, and it roared to swallow him.

But as soon as the giant monster took a step, it heard a crisp sound.

An iron chain was wrapped around its feet, and it could not break free.

Although the food is close at hand, it seems like a world away.

The troll roared angrily, and was about to hammer the wall and pull out the chains that were trapped in it.

However, at this moment, Professor Quirrell got up and skillfully threw a piece of meat into the giant monster's mouth.

The giant clicked its mouth twice, and the meat slid down its throat.

After a while, its eyelids also became heavy, and its huge body fell to the ground.

"Hey, baby, it's not time for you to go out yet, wait a little longer, and when you wake up again, I will definitely untie the shackles on you!"

Professor Quirrell looked at the troll and muttered excitedly.

That idiot Dumbledore!

He actually thought of letting him participate in the making of a mechanism to protect the Philosopher's Stone.

Professor Quirrell laughed out loud.

So he followed his plan and brought an extra troll to the school, and hid it here secretly.

During this period of time, he didn't think about food or tea.

Stay here all the time except for class.

You even have to run on your way, don't dare to waste any time!

I'm afraid that some mischievous students will come and ruin his great plan!

"Especially Brock and those two Weasley boys, damn it!"

Professor Quirrell said angrily.

The three of John, Fred, and George are like running around every day, passing by once in a while.

It made him terrified every time.

And once he almost got close to this classroom. If he hadn't reacted quickly, the troll would have been discovered by a few of them bastards!
But after thinking about it, the anger in Professor Quirrell suddenly dissipated slowly.

Because his plan is about to succeed!
As soon as the dinner party started, he would let the troll out.

Then he ran to the auditorium to make a big splash.

Those little wizards will definitely run around in fright!

At that time, he can take the opportunity to get what the master needs.

All the hard work is worth it for the great master!
A smile reappeared on Professor Quirrell's face.

He began to fantasize about Voldemort's reward for his success.

At that time, he must repay the three little guys well.

Well, let's try the Cruciatus Curse on them!
Not too much, right?
Professor Quirrell thought about those scenes, and the smile on his face gradually became distorted.

Time passed by, and the giant monster's body moved again.

Professor Quirrell took out his pocket watch and glanced at it.

"It's almost time."

Professor Quirrell drew out his wand to open the hinges on the troll's feet.

But before he could wave his wand, he stopped again.

"Master, I am ready to start my plan."

Professor Quirrell respectfully asked for instructions.

"let's start."

After getting a response, Professor Quirrell opened the hinge.

While the troll was still awake, he walked quickly to the corridor above, leaving behind a scent that attracted the troll along the way.

Standing at the corner for a while, I saw the dangling figure of the troll.

Professor Quirrell nodded slowly, and walked quickly to the auditorium.

He wanted to enter through the side entrance, but he didn't think that would be noticeable enough.

So he went around to the entrance of the auditorium gate.

At this time, the people inside were having dinner, so the double doors were tightly closed.

Professor Quirrell adjusted his clothes, making the clothes on his body messy.

He also imitated a few terrified expressions, but thinking about the panicked expressions of those people later, he couldn't help laughing again.

"This is not acceptable! You will destroy the master's plan!"

Professor Quirrell criticized himself harshly, then put his mind together, with a terrified expression, and pushed open the door vigorously.

"Have"

"Roar!"

Just as Professor Quirrell uttered a word, a shocking dragon chant suddenly resounded in the auditorium, scaring the words behind him back into his stomach.

With his body trembling, he stared blankly at the various behemoths circling above the auditorium, somewhat puzzled.

He didn't understand, he lost contact with the outside world for a few days, why everything is different?

It's as if the world has completely changed.

Professor Quirrell was a little overwhelmed.

The students in front of him were in a state of excitement, and no one noticed him.

Even when he opened the door, no one cared.

Everyone's focus is on the giant beasts in the sky.

Professor Quirrell looked at the giant beasts and found out that they were fake, so he shouted a few more words of relief.

But his voice couldn't overwhelm the cheers of the students and the roar of those silver machines.

Professor Quirrell was a little desperate, he closed the door silently, walked to a student and wanted to tell him that there was news of trolls.

But the student's waving hand nearly knocked the scarf off his head.

Professor Quirrell was startled, and quickly took a step back, away from the crazy crowd.

After watching for a while, he didn't find a chance, so he quietly slipped out of the auditorium and walked to a distant shadow corner.

"Master, master."

Professor Quirrell called softly.

After a while, a voice came from the back of his head: "How is it, has the plan succeeded?"

Because he was about to get close to Dumbledore just now, Voldemort let himself fall into a deep sleep, otherwise the elf would definitely find him.

"not yet"

Professor Quirrell recounted the scene in the auditorium to Voldemort.

"you"

Voldemort had just spoken.

Professor Quirrell thought that Voldemort was going to punish him, so he took the first step and rushed towards the direction of the auditorium like flying.

"Master, don't worry, after their game is over, I can create panic and complete my plan immediately!"

Voldemort had no choice but to fall into a deep sleep again.

He actually wanted to say just now, since those people don't care about other things now, why do you still care about that damn troll!
Wouldn't it be better to go directly to get the Philosopher's Stone?
No one has a chance to stop you!
But this stupid fellow can run faster than a rabbit!
Hey.
Excuse me.

I am surrounded by such insects, how can I complete my resurrection and unify the magic world?

(End of this chapter)