There's something wrong with this Hogwarts

Chapter 48

That's it, Quirrell dare not drink veritaserum, his identity is 100% confirmed.

Everyone decided to keep a distance from Quirrell in the future. This kind of person has an extremely complicated background and plays very messy.

It will be troublesome if it is infected with something strange.

The next level is full of murderous intentions, and it is normal to break the skin and hands.

If Quirrell's blood falls on his wound, it will be over!
At that time, other people will be eccentric, Ai, Mei, what's the big deal about warts, and the probability of winning is sputum.

I don't know how to refute.

"Drink up the veritaserum, and we can get the key to the North Star." Quirrell said coldly: "It's time to prove your loyalty to the Dark Lord!"

A small dose of Veritaserum can make a person tell only the truth and never lie.

But large doses of Veritaserum can burn your brain out!

There is so much in the pot, whoever dares to drink it up will die.

At least 20 people should take it together to keep the dosage below the standard.

"Quirrell, let them drink, you can't move." Voldemort said: "There are too many dark wizards. I believe that most of them are loyal to me, but it is inevitable that some people will have dissatisfaction."

"You also know that there is never a shortage of outlaws among dark wizards."

"Maybe some dark wizard has a grudge against me, and knowing that my soul is on you, he will pounce on you and explode himself."

Quirrell nodded, killing him, he would not drink veritaserum.

"The person who designed this level is really vicious." Voldemort said with emotion: "If a person sneaks in secretly, then he will never be able to pass the fluctuating star, and this amount of Veritaserum can't be drunk even if Slytherin is reborn. "

"Don't say one, not even three or five people!"

"Fortunately, we have thirty or fifty!"

Voldemort smiled, long-lost good news.

I laughed at Dumbledore's lack of strategy, and Headmaster Mark's lack of wisdom.

Who would have thought that dozens of loyal dark wizards would come here with me?

The commissioner of the Dark Lord's infrastructure team asked everyone to drink veritaserum, how could this work!

The wizards looked at each other, how dare they drink!
Lucius looked at his nose with his eyes and his heart with his nose, pretending to be dead.

He has great ambitions and has a big secret!
If someone asks, he told the truth, and he will die!
These ferocious and terrifying black wizards will not only torture themselves, but also kill his wife and children!

"Won't you drink, sir?" asked Tom.

"Tom, you are still young, and you don't understand many things." Lucius communicated with Tom in a low voice: "The water here is very deep!"

"Oh?" Tom became interested, the depth of the water is good, I like the depth of the water.

"Forget it, let me tell you, what a dangerous situation I'm facing now!" Lucius thought of a way to fool Tom in an instant, having spent decades of his life in vain.

"They're not Death Eaters!" Lucius said.

Tom's eyes were wide open, he was dressed in such black, and his breath was cold and strange. He didn't look like a good person. He looked more like a dark wizard than a dark wizard. Isn't he a Death Eater?
and many more.

It seems that there are really a group of powerful dark wizards in this world, prostrate at the feet of another person.

"That's right, they are the saints of Grindelwald!" Lucius said firmly.

Tom gasped.

Got it, got it all.

The first Dark Lord Grindelwald is getting old, and he needs the Sorcerer's Stone to continue his life!

Voldemort, the second Dark Lord, has only a remnant soul, and he needs the Sorcerer's Stone to be reborn!

Lucius upholds Voldemort's will, while the other saints are all from Grindelwald!
Lucius drank Veritaserum, if his identity was revealed, he would die!

"That is to say, in front of Lucius sent by Grindelwald's minions and the main body, I need to jump left and right, toss and turn, and get chestnuts out of the fire!"

Hard!

But it is difficult to be challenging!
Tom smiled, I, the greatest Dark Lord of all time.

Talented and talented.

Those two immortal relatives may still have a chance.

Now I only send a few men over here, and the Sorcerer's Stone will be in my pocket!
Bring it to you!

"Sir, you dance on the tip of a knife." Tom admired, "Your devotion to the Dark Lord is unmatched."

Tom likes a loyal servant.

As long as you are loyal, ability almost doesn't matter.

If the loyalty is not enough, the stronger the ability, the more reactionary.

Tom admired Lucius more and more. In the future, he must be his loyal servant!
Lucius touched his nose, now you say I am loyal, when I drink Veritaserum, you will be the first to try to kill me.

Students can't drink anymore.

After drinking Veritaserum, if his identity is exposed, how can he follow the clues?

Wouldn't it be empty talk to capture Voldemort alive and make great contributions?

It doesn't matter if you waste time, you waste a great opportunity, no one can forgive yourself!

The atmosphere at the scene was extremely embarrassing, no one said a word, and the air seemed to freeze.

Quirrell frowned: "What? It's just a drink of veritaserum, everyone drinks a little, nothing happens."

"When the master gets the Philosopher's Stone, we will all make great contributions!"

"He will give us unimaginable rewards!"

The big problem is that veritaserum can't be drunk indiscriminately.

Some people looked down at the floor, the pattern on the floor was so beautiful, and some people stared at the pot, studying the material of the pot.

"Roll the roll, let Lucius go first." Voldemort said, "My cunning old friend drinks, so they will talk."

Quirrell understands that there is a lack of a leader now.

"Lucius, take a sip first."

Lucius blinked, dazed.

"Ah? Commissioner, do I know you?"

Ah this.

Quirrell reacted.

That's right, Lucius is an old friend of the Dark Lord, he has nothing to do with me!
"You are not the leader, why should I listen to you?" Lucius was not polite.

Quirrell: "..."

Don't drink it?OK!

I'll find someone who can suppress you!
"Boss, it's not an option to go on like this." Quirrell leaned in front of Mark: "You are the leader of the Death Eaters recognized by the Dark Lord, give an order!"

"Everyone is willing to listen to you!"

Mark laughed lowly.

"Really? Okay, commissioner, take a sip first."

Quirrell lived in Bengbu.

Why don't you play your cards according to the routine?
You should follow my advice and suppress Lucius!
"Don't rush to drink this pot of potion." Mark said, "We haven't figured out what it is, what if it is highly poisonous?"

"Every dark wizard here is an indispensable force for us. If the Dark Lord's future team dies here because of drinking poison, the future Hogwarts people will laugh their ass off!"

"It's just Veritaserum!" Quirrell said anxiously, "It's not poisonous if you take a small amount!"

"Then take a sip."

Quirrell was silent, how dare he drink!

"Isn't that enough?" Mark said earnestly: "Special commissioner, it's not easy for everyone to go out and hang out. Who is not careful to live until now?"

"He smells like Veritaserum, looks like Veritaserum, is he really Veritaserum?"

"Such a careless black wizard, died long ago!"

Mark patted Quirrell on the shoulder.

"Don't do to others what you don't want to do to yourself, we dark wizards also have to have empathy."

Voldemort's first smile fell again.

Fuck, I swear on the Dark Lord's honor.

It really is Veritaserum!
(End of this chapter)