Hogwarts snake in the mist

Quirrell turned left and right around the Mirror of Erised, but couldn't find the Philosopher's Stone. "What is the use of this mirror? Dear master, please help me."

That voice appeared again.

"Use that boy, use that boy"

"Okay, okay." Quirrell clapped his hands and first loosened the rope around Harry. He glanced at Eric warily without letting go of the rope around him.

"Come here." Quirrell dragged Harry to the Mirror of Erised. "Take a good look and tell me what you see."

I had to make up a lie to fool him, Harry looked at the Mirror of Erised with wide eyes.Eric moved, holding the wand tightly in his hand. He was waiting for Harry to get the Sorcerer's Stone.

"What did you see?" Quirrell fiercely picked up Harry's collar.

"I saw Gryffindor win the House Cup and Dumbledore and I were shaking hands."

Quirrell let go of Harry in disgust, "It's really useless." He muttered, and the rope around Eric was also loosened.Quirrell is ready to let Eric try.

The moment he let go, a small black snake suddenly burst out from the ground and bit Quirrell's wrist.

"Ah" Quirrell was caught off guard, his hand shook and his wand fell to the ground.The little snake on the ground just now was specially shaped by Eric using shadow energy. Because the room was relatively dark, it provided a good cover for the little snake.

Indeed, the wound on Quirrell's wrist exuded a trace of black mist, and a black energy visible to the naked eye spread along the blood vessels.His expression was also distorted by the sudden severe pain.

"Harry, don't let Quirrell get his wand" Eric shouted towards Harry who had not reacted for a while.

Harry immediately knelt down and reached for Quirrell's wand without realizing it.

"Bring it to me." Quirrell rushed over with a ferocious expression and reached out to grab it. Unfortunately, Harry was one step ahead and got Quirrell's wand first.He grabbed Harry's hand and tried to snatch it away, but he whined again.

Quirrell's hand began to turn red as if it had been burned by coals, and it was the same hand that was bitten in the first place. The second injury was the most fatal.

Harry stumbled and ran to Eric, grabbing his wand. "What happened to him?"

"Maybe it's the kind of severe pain you get when you come into contact with him." Eric answered Harry's doubts in a low voice.

"Crush out the bones," Quirrell almost yelled. He actually held a wand in his hand. The red light flashed from the wand and flew straight to Harry and Eric.

Why does he still have a wand? Before Harry could figure out what was going on, he was pushed aside.

"Fuck!" Eric yelled out an expletive in pain. He didn't expect that Quirrell actually had another wand. The Cruciatus Curse came too suddenly, and he originally wanted Harry to help block it.

But counting the time, Dumbledore was coming soon. In order to shape his character, Eric had no choice but to take the Cruciatus Curse.

However, he still underestimated the power of the Cruciatus Curse. He thought it would only hurt for a while, but he didn't expect it to be so painful.The pain was so painful that he couldn't think at all, and it felt like there were thousands of awls stabbing him hard in his head.

Every part of the body was roughly dismantled and then put together with force, and then continued to be dismantled, and the internal organs seemed to be twisted into a ball.

If he had known that the Cruciatus Curse was so painful, he should not have been greedy for the opportunity to shape his character and gain favor, and not block Harry's attack.

"Eric" Harry saw Eric in such pain to save himself, and his small universe suddenly exploded, rushing towards Quirrell, and pressed his two small hands directly on his face with a "pop" sound.

Quirrell's face also appeared that red color like coals, and bursts of white smoke came out.

"Damn it!" Quirrell threw away his wand and started fighting with Harry.The Cruciatus Curse finally stopped, and Eric lay on the ground breathing heavily.

There were many double images in front of my eyes. The voices of Harry and Quirrell seemed to be far and near in my ears. It seemed that I could vaguely see Quirrell taking off his turban to reveal the face behind him. "Damn, I lost money this time." Eric tilted his head and closed his eyes.

When he opened his eyes again, Eric had appeared in the infirmary, and the bedmate next door was Harry.

"Oh, you see you know enough. Eric is already awake. Let's have a good chat with your little friend." Dumbledore had obviously just finished a conversation with Harry.

Did I miss something? It's a pity that neither Dumbledore nor Harry planned to tell Eric what they just talked about, especially Dumbledore, who left as soon as he saw Eric woke up.

"Harry, what happened between you and Quirrell?" Eric didn't know what happened next. He only knew where he almost died from pain.

"Well, as soon as I rescued you, Dumbledore arrived. He defeated Quirrell in time, got the Philosopher's Stone and sent us to the infirmary."

"He said that when he arrived, he just saw me rushing over and interrupting Quirrell's Cruciatus Curse. But, Eric, what about you? You were hit by that guy's Cruciatus Curse."

Eric recalled the pain caused by the Cruciatus Curse. After being silent for a few seconds, he smiled and said: "I'm fine, the Cruciatus Curse is nothing more than that. I still haven't figured out why Quirrell has a second wand."

In Harry's eyes, Eric's silence and smile turned into a look of pretending to be relaxed because he didn't want to worry his friend.

"Quirrell's second wand is actually my wand. When I was trying to grab the wand from him, my wand also fell to the ground." Harry lowered his head in embarrassment, "Thank you very much for helping me block the Cruciatus." curse."

The atmosphere between Eric and Harry suddenly became emotional, but it only lasted for a few seconds before it was broken by Eric's awkward smile.

"It's okay, who said we are friends?" Eric smiled awkwardly and waved his hand. In short, he regrets it now, especially regrets it.

Then Harry begged Madam Pomfrey to finally meet with Hermione and Ron for 5 minutes to talk about what happened next.

Ron and Hermione listened to Harry tell them what happened next. When they heard that Eric had escaped Avada Kedavra and was hit by the Cruciatus Curse, they looked at Eric in surprise.

"It's just luck." Eric smiled.

"I went back to find Ron and wake him up, which took me a while, and then we made a mad dash to the Owlery, only to meet him in the foyer."

"Dumbledore seemed to know about this. He just said, 'Harry and Eric have noticed him, right' and then rushed to the fourth floor." Hermione also told what happened to them later.

"Harry, Eric, listen to me, we must come to the year-end party tomorrow, okay" Ron said.

"The scores are all calculated, Slytherin won the House Cup again, the Quidditch team is without Harry, and we were defeated by the Ravenclaw team. The food at the banquet was indeed good."

Just when they were about to chat for a few more words, Madam Pomfrey burst in and said, "Okay, okay, I've let you chat for nearly 15 minutes, it's time to go out."