The Transformers at Hogwarts

Chapter 91 Confronting and provoking

Alan walked into the room for the second time, and the familiar flames appeared in front of him again. The order of the bottles on the table was the same as before, and the logic problems on the parchment remained unchanged.

Allen didn't know why the designer of the level designed it this way, but now he has one more choice-whether to face Professor Quirrell and Voldemort?

Regarding this choice, Allen was very entangled and hesitant.

He is very clear about the strength of Professor Quirrell, let alone adding Voldemort whose strength is unknown.

And he and Harry definitely couldn't beat Professor Quirrell.

If he continues to move forward, the probability of his survival can be described as ten deaths.

But Harry has gone in, what will he face?
Allen suddenly felt heavy in his heart. He couldn't imagine what happened to Harry next, and his heart suddenly became agitated.

He thought about the Halloween incident again, and he felt that the uneasiness in his heart suddenly eased a lot, and he made up his mind to move on and help Harry.

"I have always been protected by the bravest people!" Allen said softly to himself, "This is true in this life, and even more so in previous lives!"

"Now it's time for me to stand up bravely!"

Allen's eyes became firm, and he decided to face Professor Quirrell directly.

He took off his mask and finished the potion in the smallest bottle in one gulp.

It really penetrated his whole body like ice.

He put down the bottle and walked forward.

He mustered up his courage and saw the black flames licking his body, but he didn't feel it, and then he made it to the other side and entered the last room.

The first picture Allen saw after entering the room was Harry suspended in mid-air stiffly, and a man was taking out a red stone from his pocket
Allen was very sure that the red stone was the Philosopher's Stone, and he also knew that that person was Professor Quirrell.

Allen was about to release the petrification spell on that person.

And at this moment a voice sounded, this voice was cold and sharp, this voice made Allen feel as if he had fallen into an ice cave.
"Ah! Are you here to witness my victory? Allen!" The cold and sharp voice was mixed with sneer.

Allen was very familiar with this voice, he knew it was Voldemort.

The man gradually approached Alan. He walked awkwardly, as if he was walking backwards alone.
Allen finally saw clearly what that person looked like, and that person also saw clearly what Allen looked like.
Allen gasped in shock, and Voldemort also had a surprised expression on his face.

Because both of them have flat noses, and the nostrils are two thin slits
Alan was surprised when he could see that Voldemort's face was on the back of Professor Quirrell's head.
He remembered what happened on Halloween Eve again, and his heart sank completely
"Alan, you always surprise me!" Voldemort said in a cold and sharp voice.

Harry, who was floating in mid-air, was also lifted at this time, and he looked at the two people who were talking in surprise.

"It seems that we are the same kind of people, even the appearance is so similar, I appreciate you even more, Alan!" Voldemort added.

"You guys know each other?" Harry looked at Alan with suspicious eyes,

"Yeah! Didn't Alan tell you? He's been working for me all year, and he's my best assistant!" Voldemort provocatively provocatively, as if he had discovered something amusing.

"Shut up!" Allen waved his wand and cast the Petrification Curse on Voldemort, but the Petrification Curse was blocked by an invisible armor.

"Tsk tsk tsk! Is this out of embarrassment? I told you the truth, have you forgotten how you betrayed your friends in front of me?" Voldemort continued to provoke.

The way Harry looked at Alan completely changed. Alan wanted to explain, but the chill in his heart kept appearing, making him speechless.

And in Harry's eyes, this kind of performance is hesitating, the default performance.

Harry stepped back slowly, pointing his wand at Alan and Professor Quirrell, his actions had already shown everything.
"Harry, it's not what you think it is!" Alan wailed, exasperated by Voldemort's meanness.

But Harry was unmoved, his face was so gloomy that it seemed to be dripping water, and he looked at Alan as if he was looking at a stranger
"Kill if you want! Why do you slander me so much?" Allen said angrily to Voldemort.

"You know that I have always admired you very much. You have made such a great contribution to my resurrection. What reward do you want?" Voldemort continued to tease Allen. He seemed to enjoy the scene of his friend's backlash.

Allen waved his wand angrily, but his spells were blocked by Professor Quirrell's invisible armor.
"How about you continue to stay at Hogwarts as my undercover? Continue to help me with this great cause."

"After I return and regain control of the wizarding world, your contribution will be unparalleled, and I will reward you well at that time, think about it, Alan!" Voldemort said in a seductive voice.

At this time, Professor Quirrell also spoke: "Alan, don't hesitate, accept the gift from the master! The patience of the master is limited."

"Shut up!" Allen yelled at Voldemort.

Then he turned to Harry and said, "Harry, things really aren't what you think they are! We're friends and that's never changed!"

After speaking, he looked at Harry sincerely. The restriction of the oath prevented him from explaining to Harry in detail, and he could only convey his feelings with his eyes.

Although the nose of the same style as Voldemort makes this sincerity greatly discounted
Harry fell silent, he could see the sincerity in Alan's eyes
"Think about the time we spent together this year!" Allen continued.

Harry gradually began to waver, he turned his wand and pointed it straight at Quirrell and Voldemort.

Quirrell saw Harry's choice and said, "Master, our time is limited!"

Voldemort still wanted to make the last effort: "Alan, I really admire you very much. Now my victory is decided, and you only need to help me make suggestions in the dark in the future!"

The answer to him was the spell cast by Allen, and Harry cast his own spell on Quirrell at the same time.
The spells of the two hit the invisible armor around Quirrell's body, causing only ripples.
"Fix them quickly! Don't use the Killing Curse on Potter!" Voldemort ordered.

"I obey! My master!" Professor Quirrell smiled ferociously, he turned around now, his face was facing Harry and Allen, and he began to wave his wand
Harry and Allen are still casting their own spells.
Allen was keenly aware of Quirrell's intentions, and shouted at Harry: "Hide!"

Quirrell also cast his first spell:
"Drill the heart and gouge out the bone!"

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