Save the world from Hogwarts

Lin Zhen gave her an encouraging smile.

Hermione read the piece of paper several times, then walked back and forth in front of the row of bottles, pointing her finger at them and mumbling to herself.

"I know." Hermione clapped her hands, and a smile spread across her face that was flushed with excitement, like bright sunshine.

"The smallest bottle will allow us to pass through the black flames to stop Quirrell." Hermione said happily.

Lin Zhen glanced at the table and concluded the same thing as he had guessed.

"There is only less than one mouthful left." Lin Zhen looked at Hermione again, "Then which bottle will allow you to go back to Draco and the others through the purple flames?"

Hermione pointed to the pot-bellied bottle on the far right.

"You drink it first," Lin Zhen looked at Hermione, her eyes burning with seriousness, "Go back to find Draco and Ron. Then, let Draco ride the broomstick to the cellar to find Snake. Professor Pu, Professor Snape must know how to contact Principal Dumbledore. I am no match for Quirrell, I can only stop him for a while."

"But," Hermione hesitated, "what if that man is with Quirrell?"

"Don't worry about me," Lin Zhen flashed a smile, confident and calm, "Have you forgotten who I am? I am Harry Potter, the savior."

Hermione looked at Lin Zhen, her eyes began to turn red, her lips trembled, she stepped forward and hugged Lin Zhen.

"Harry, you are a great wizard," she choked.

Lin Zhen touched her hair: "You're not bad either."

Hermione let him go.

Lin Zhen handed the pot-bellied bottle to Hermione.She reached out and took it, pouring the potion into her mouth in one breath.Then she shuddered.

"Are you okay?" Lin Zhen asked worriedly.

"I'm fine," Hermione shivered again, "This potion tastes really bad, and it's as cold as ice water."

"Go back quickly before the medicine wears off," Lin Zhen urged.

"You have to be careful, Harry. Good luck to you." With that, Hermione rushed into the purple flames without looking back.

Lin Zhen picked up the smallest bottle: "It's really disgusting. I wonder if it's stained by Quirrell's saliva."

He stared at the potion in the bottle for a long time.

"Forget it, let's just go there." Lin Zhen sighed softly.

He put down the bottle and stepped toward the black flames.

The flames were burning brightly and looked terrifying.Lin Zhen didn't stop and stepped straight into the flames.His body was covered with a transparent, thin layer of flames. No matter how hard the black flames licked, they could not harm Lin Zhen at all.

Lin Zhen walked through the flames and entered a new room.There was already someone waiting for him in the room.

"Good evening," Lin Zhen put away the flames covering her body and said hello to Quirrell, "Professor Quirrell, how have you been lately?"

Quirrell is now skinny, with sunken cheeks and dull eyes, looking like a vampire.He stood in the room with a large mirror next to him, the Mirror of Erised.When Lin Zhen came in, he had just turned around in front of the mirror.

"Harry Potter" Quirrell's face was ferocious, his voice was full of hatred, and he looked like he wanted to tear Lin Zhen into pieces.

"I can't bear such warm greetings." Lin Zhen grinned, "I'm so happy to see you still so lively."

With that said, Lin Zhen took a few steps forward.Quirrell backed away involuntarily with fear on his face.

"Why?" Lin Zhen narrowed her eyes and asked with a smile, "Am I so scary? Let me guess, it will be hard for you after you come back from the Forbidden Forest."

Quirrell steadied himself and stared at him fiercely: "Humph, you think you can deal with me with your little tricks. I am just a savior who has just learned magic for a year."

Lin Zhen was so busy: "Oh, why don't you take action now? What a great opportunity?"

Quirrell's face twisted a few times, his lips opened and closed, but in the end he said nothing.

"Let me talk to him." Suddenly, a hoarse and unpleasant sound came from Quirrell's body, like a saw cutting wood.

Lin Zhen watched Quirrell's movements with interest: He raised his hand and untied the heavy scarf on his head in circles, and an unpleasant smell of garlic spread freely.

Lin Zhen waved her hand in front of her nose in disgust.

The scarf was all untied, Quirrell threw it away and slowly turned his back.A distorted and blurred face appeared on the back of his bare head.

"Harry Potter, I think you know who I am." It said, "Now, I want you to come to the mirror and tell me what you see."

There was a hint of disgust on Lin Zhen's face, and the raised eyebrows and corners of her eyes seemed to be smiling, but there was no closeness or gentleness that made people feel his full malice.

He sneered softly: "Who are you Voldemort? You are so funny. Don't you realize that no matter how brilliant you were in the past, now you are just the spirit behind Quirrell. You want me to listen to your words and act, huh, you still Not qualified."

Voldemort's face became more and more distorted.It roared, but could do nothing.

The contempt on Lin Zhen's face became even more obvious: "Look, so what if you are angry? You can't do anything to me."

"You are fine, Harry Potter." Voldemort suddenly calmed down, "If you are willing, join me. I can bring your parents back to life, and you will also gain fame, power and money."

Lin Zhen showed a faint smile: "Fame and fortune are not important to me. However, I am very interested in what you said about resurrecting my parents. I think you are willing to tell me more about my parents. .”

"Hahahahaha" Voldemort laughed happily, "Your father and mother are both brave people. That day, I came to your house to kill you. Your father knew that he couldn't fight me, but he still tried to stop me. And Your mother, I originally wanted to spare her life, but she came to stop me again and again. She even cried and begged me not to kill you. Oh, she said she was willing to trade her life for yours. Life. What a great mother.”

"So you killed her"

"Yes, I was angered by her and killed her with a death curse." Voldemort's voice sounded a little impatient, "But I didn't expect that I would encounter trouble with you."

Voldemort's vaguely shaped eyes stared closely at Lin Zhen: "I still haven't figured it out. You were just a little baby at that time, even just one month old, but..."

"But I made you look like this." Lin Zhen tilted her head and finished Voldemort's unsaid words with a smile.

"You" Voldemort was angry again.

"This is a fact, isn't it?" Lin Zhen raised her eyebrows slightly and said slowly, "Don't you want me to look in the mirror? I'll just go over there."

Voldemort shut up in satisfaction.Quirrell kept his back to him, moved a step to the side, and made room in front of the mirror.Lin Zhen stepped forward and faced the mirror.

The mirror reflected a little boy with black hair and blue eyes, with a lightning-shaped scar on his forehead.He smiled at Lin Zhen, and with a proud look on his face, he reached out and took out a bright red gemstone from his robe.Lin Zhen's expression remained unchanged as she watched the little boy gesture to him to be silent, stuffed the gem back into his robe, and patted it gently.

Lin Zhen felt that the pockets of her robe were heavy.He continued to stare at the mirror, trying to see what it would reflect again.

But Voldemort obviously couldn't wait any longer. He asked hurriedly: "How did you see where the Sorcerer's Stone is?"

Lin Zhen turned around and looked at it, smiling: "I saw I got the magic stone."

"Give it to me" Voldemort ordered.

"You are so funny." Lin Zhen mocked, "Should I give it to you and then let you kill me?"

"You damn thing, you fooled me," Voldemort roared, "Kill him!"

Quirrell, who had been turning his back to Lin Zhen and acting as Voldemort's body, quickly turned around and rushed towards Lin Zhen with a grin, while reaching out to take out the wand from his pocket.

"Master," Quirrell smiled viciously, "I have wanted to kill you for a long time, Harry Potter."

Lin Zhen walked lightly and calmly took a few steps back.Before Quirrell could cast a spell, he raised his hand, and a flame as bright as the sun shot out from his left hand and shot towards Quirrell.

Quirrell was shocked. Having already suffered a loss once, he did not dare to underestimate this seemingly harmless flame again.He rolled on the spot and hid.Unexpectedly, the flames followed his movements and continued to fly towards him.

Quirrell was shocked and angry. He dodged the flames and raised his wand to chant a spell, but the flames came after him again.

Lin Zhen stood in front of the door that was no longer burning with black flames, quietly watching Quirrell dodge awkwardly as he was chased by the flames.

"Kill that boy" Voldemort couldn't stand it anymore, "Kill Harry Potter, you stupid servant, and the fire will disappear."

Lin Zhen chuckled.

"But Master," Quirrell said while dodging aggrievedly, "I don't have time to recite the spell."

"Idiot" Voldemort roared hoarsely, "go up and strangle him to death"

Does Voldemort think I can only emit one kind of flame at a time? Lin Zhen thought, maybe because of the loss, his IQ has become low.

Quirrell turned sideways to avoid another attack from the flames.Taking advantage of the brief moment when the flames adjusted their direction, he flew towards Lin Zhen.

Lin Zhen didn't move. The joy of success flashed in Chilo's eyes, and his hands were about to touch Lin Zhen's slender neck.

Quirrell's pupils reflected the ambiguous smile on Lin Zhen's lips. Before his joy of completing the task could dissipate from his eyes, his whole person turned into ashes and dissipated.

"Who are you?" Voldemort lost his parasitic, transparent soul and appeared in the room, "Harry Potter can't be so powerful"

An imperceptible smile flashed across the corner of Lin Zhen's mouth, like a ripple on her face, gently crossing her face, condensed two sparks in her eyes, and disappeared in the depths of her eyes.