Hogwarts 1991

Chapter 113 A meal analysis is as fierce as a tiger
After McGuffin confirmed that Harry had left, he slid down from the tree slowly, and Quirrell was standing in the open space waiting for him with a piercing smile on his face.

Then he uttered the mantra,
"Reincarnation is endless, reincarnation is endless, eternal curse!"

As the sound of the incantation gradually sounded, McGuffin slowly recovered his human form, the black scales covering his body turned into a black robe again, and his two legs gradually separated...

The pungent and rotten smell in the soil diffused into McGuffin's nostrils again, and the world in front of him was no longer clear and bright in black and white, but turned into darkness, and the shadows of trees could only be seen a little closer...

—He is human again at last!

McGuffin moved his fingers, stroking the soft skin on his hand, obsessively feeling the touch.

"After all, it's no longer those fine scales...!"

"Cough, cough,..."

Quirrell coughed twice, and he reminded McGuffin of his current situation—he was not in the safe dormitory of Hogwarts Gryffindor, he was in a shadowy clearing in the Forbidden Forest, in front of a dark wizard.

McGuffin patted the dirt on his body and got up from the ground, staring at Quirrell coldly, without saying a word.

After the previous toss, Quirrell has already shown his purpose - no matter what the reason is, this guy must want to control himself in his heart, so he cast such a vicious curse on himself.

McGuffin didn't want to waste any more words, and now he pretended to be a snake to deal with him, and agreed to Quirrell's request.

Then,… look for opportunities
——Kill this turtle grandson!
Quirrell returned McGuffin's wand to him, and said: "You know too much, McGuffin! You must obey me obediently... I will touch this curse, otherwise you can only gradually become a snake and a living beast..."

——Sure enough, this guy still gave himself some false promises, but this is also good for delaying time, let him find out if it is possible to lift the curse with the help of the system.

"If you have any other orders, I will follow them..." McGuffin spoke very respectfully, without the glib feeling of before, but Quirrell could feel the resentment gushing out of this guy's heart.

"That's right!" thought Quirrell.

Quirrell didn't care what McGuffin was thinking, looking at McGuffin's resentful eyes, only then did Quirrell feel that he had completely controlled the little wizard through the blood curse.

"After this little wizard slowly transforms a few times, he will be addicted to the great increase in magic power and the joy of the improvement of magic talent! ... When he can find that he can automatically transform between snakes and humans, he will find that he will slowly lose the memory and sense of human beings, and will be replaced step by step by snake nature.

"But I have to find a way to complete the task given by the master, let this little guy perform ancient magic, explore his talent, and reproduce ancient war magic... And also pay attention to another meddling Harry, and get rid of this guy together if possible..."

Then Quirrell said coldly: "McGuffin, you have to keep an eye on Harry's movements for me, guide him to explore and find the secret of the Philosopher's Stone, and you must let him come to me at the right time...and you must practice casting ancient magic, otherwise you will be punished as before..."

McGuffin was a little relieved, because this guy Quirrell still has things to do for him, and it seems that he won't be detrimental to him so soon... But why does this guy have to learn ancient magic by himself?

After that, Quirrell told McGuffin to pay attention to Harry's behavior and report to him regularly, and then took him to Hogwarts Castle.

At this time, the castle is brightly lit in the night, revealing safety and warmth.

……

In the Gryffindor common room, the fire flickered, and only Hermione, Harry, and Ron were sitting there.

They watched McGuffin slowly walk in from the fat lady's portrait passage, his face was very ugly, without a trace of blood, as pale as a corpse.

"McGuffin, where have you been? It's so late..." Hermione screamed.

"We won, McGuffin! - Harry won!" Before Hermione could finish speaking, Ron stood up and looked at McGuffin angrily, and said in a slightly reproachful tone, "This game was very exciting, why didn't you go, McGuffin? ... And we won. Neville and I gave Malfoy a hard lesson, and his eyes were blacked out. And because you weren't here, Neville dealt with Goyle and Crabbe by himself, and he is still in a coma..."

Ron was whining and whining.

Harry stared closely at the pupils of McGuffin's eyes, staring at him suspiciously.

This made McGuffin very nervous. Harry wouldn't notice anything, would he?

——If I knew it earlier, it would be better to be a quiet and beautiful man (snake) and not touch Harry.

"Just now I was making an interesting gadget on the edge of the Forbidden Forest, Harry... this thing will definitely help you win this year's Quidditch championship..." McGuffin tried to 'explain'.

"Ha! . . . McGuffin, you haven't given up on that broomstick idea of ​​yours yet?" said Ron.

"That's it? This ridiculous idea, he didn't go to watch the Quidditch match!...Although it is true that McGuffin is very concerned about this matter, and he knows that he is a little crazy,...I didn't expect it to reach this level!" Ron thought with a face full of confidence.

"Just wait! I'll prove it to you..." McGuffin pretended to be angry and mumbled a few words, and brought the topic to the three of them. "But, are you guys waiting for me? Harry, why are you so serious... What happened?"

Harry recounted to McGuffin what he had followed Snape this evening and what he had seen in the Forbidden Forest——focusing on the big snake whose voice was very similar to MacGuffin, and he looked at MacGuffin suspiciously while talking.

"Are you really on the edge of the Forbidden Forest?...Why didn't I see you...and that big snake sounded more and more like your voice."

"Eh?... How could I be a snake? This requires very advanced magic, Hermione, tell me..." McGuffin asked Hermione for help.

Hermione also reacted, and to Ron, Harry and the others explained, "Indeed, Harry, changing from a human to an animal is an extremely advanced transformation magic. Even an adult wizard cannot easily learn this kind of magic. Only a few people in the UK can learn this kind of magic... But, Harry, why are you able to talk to a snake..."

Hermione noticed something she hadn't noticed before.

"Are you a Parseltongue?" Ron asked, gasping.

"Snake what? What am I?" Harry asked back.

"Parseltongue, meaning you can talk to snakes," said Ron.

"I know, this is the second time I've done this, I also once talked to a python at the London Zoo, and it said it came here from Brazil... It's a long story..."

Harry looked at Ron, Hermione, and McGuffin's terrified expressions, and his words with a somewhat flaunting tone slowly stopped.

McGuffin is trying to express his bewilderment with his wide eyes (⊙o⊙).

Harry was a little puzzled, "What's wrong with you? Why are you looking at me so strangely? I dare say many people here can do this..."

"It's bad, it's very bad, Harry, don't tell anyone about it in the future..." Ron asked seriously.

"Harry, don't go around saying that you are a Parseltongue. It is not welcome in Gryffindor. This is Salazar Slytherin's famous ability, so the symbol of Slytherin is a snake. Seriously, if we didn't know you well, we would think you were put into the wrong house by the Sorting Hat just because of this..." Hermione also added.

Harry couldn't help but think of what the Sorting Hat said to himself back then, 'Maybe Slytherin can help you to glory. '

The very thought of this possibility gave Harry an unexplainable panic.

He opened his mouth wide and couldn't speak for a long time.

McGuffin asked with a deliberately confused look, "Harry, what did that big snake say to you?"

Harry said in a daze, "He asked me to beware of Snape, saying that there are two monsters threatening me in the Forbidden Forest. It seems that the snake refers to Snape and Quirrell... I don't know how he knows my name? And Quirrell is threatening me... What does that mean?"

Ron joked, "Maybe it's because you are the famous Harry Potter, or... you are a descendant of Slytherin or something? That's why all the snakes living in Hogwarts know your name..."

"Ron?" Harry called a little annoyed.

"Seriously...how can a snake know Harry's name?" McGuffin said very 'seriously'. "Can we believe what this snake said? If what it said is true... then Quirrell has a big problem. This may explain why Snape is always staring at Quirrell... Maybe when he was looking for the Sorcerer's Stone, he found that there are people who want to get the same thing as him..."

McGuffin analyzed the 'truth' of this 'seriously'.

Harry looked grateful, and he let out a sigh of relief—McGuffin turned the subject off.

"Quirrell?" Ron shook his head, expressing his disbelief. "How could he...Harry, I don't think you can trust a snake! Just think about the scene where Quirrell stood in front of the three-headed dog. He had to faint from fright on the spot, and then Hogwarts would have a hot, indescribable thing half an hour later..."

Several people then discussed various possibilities.

However, because of McGuffin's deliberate guidance, they came up with N brainy answers. The more they thought about it, the more confused they became, their brains burst, and they panicked with pain...

The last few people were too sleepy, or Hermione concluded, "In short,...Snape or Quirrell, one or both of them want to get the Philosopher's Stone, and only Quirrell can protect the secret of his level design... the Philosopher's Stone can keep it?"

"Hermione, what are you talking about? I'm too sleepy, let's talk about it tomorrow!" Ron yawned and complained, "According to this - the Philosopher's Stone will definitely be lost, everyone will be thinking about it, and soon... If this continues, the Philosopher's Stone will disappear next Tuesday!"

"In short, just in case—Harry, not only should you be careful about Snape, but also don't act strange in front of Quirrell, as usual, so as not to arouse his suspicion..."

McGuffin tried hard to instill the idea of ​​'Quirrell is a suspicious guy' into the minds of these little wizards.

— which made him really tired all night.

(End of this chapter)