Hogwarts: I'm really not the third Dark Lord

"...No one can stop me, I am the third generation Dark Lord!"

Quirrell laughed nervously for a while, and then continued: "As for that idiot Hagrid, only a few beasts died. Maybe his own mother will not be so sad after his death... He wanders around the woods all day long. He went back and forth and caused me a lot of trouble, so I had to ask him to shut up for a while..."

"Of course, I won't kill him. He is of great use... If you don't come to him tonight, I will have to turn into him and go to the castle... I must thank you, arrogant Ge. Miss Langer, you have reduced a lot of work for me..."

'I have to stall for time. When others find out that I have disappeared, they will definitely notify the professor...'

Hermione tried her best to calm down and asked aloud: "Why did you want to harm Malfoy?"

"This is a brilliant idea, isn't it?" Quirrell looked smug. "In the beginning, it was Harry Potter that Voldemort wanted to curse to death. The child stepped on Voldemort's head and gained a huge victory. Glory - Oh, the great savior, his name is known to everyone from England to Northern Ireland... This is something Voldemort cannot tolerate, but I persuaded him to change his mind, after all -"

"That kid is so famous that when he competes, countless pairs of eyes are fixed on him. It's hard to kill him in a broom accident, so it's better to use it to gain greater benefits..."

"Malfoy is a very good target. He is a newcomer. It is difficult to raise suspicions if there is a problem with the broom. Everyone will only think that he is not skilled... He is not very likable, and no one will pay attention to him all the time. He... What's even better is that the only two people who might notice him: Snape and Yodel, can't save themselves... In the end, as I expected, he fell from a height of fifty feet, but unfortunately - "

At this point, Quirrell glared at Hermione fiercely: "Nosy girl, who would have thought that the person who saved Slytherin was actually a Gryffindor..."

"If Malfoy dies, his father will go crazy... He will impeach Dumbledore crazily. With the power of the Malfoy family and his position on the school board, Dumbledore can only withdraw from Hogwart in the end. Get out of here! It's a pity that he only suffered some injuries. Lucius will not fall out with Dumbledore because of this trivial matter... The protector of the lower class who likes Muggles and Mudbloods can continue to sit in his principal's office. I I had no choice but to escape from here..."

"But you were obviously in the school hospital when it happened." Hermione retorted.

Quirrell smiled: "I made an agreement with Voldemort at that time. In the morning, I would go to the campus hospital to rest on the pretext of feeling unwell. Then Voldemort would control Neville to visit me. We would drink the polyjuice potion and I would become Neville's. I left the school hospital smoothly and sneaked into the stadium to curse Malfoy when the game started. Neville would lie on the hospital bed instead of me, and then he would tell Madam Pomfrey that the game outside was too noisy. He wanted to rest inside. Madam Pomfrey naturally had no reason to refuse. After leaving Madam Pomfrey's office, he went directly to Snape's office. And after I cursed Malfoy's broom, Returned to the campus hospital and lay back on the bed..."

"Look, I disappeared for less than 10 minutes. I have a perfect alibi... If Voldemort hadn't failed, no one would have suspected me... It's a pity that my perfect plan was ruined by that The idiot ruined it...what qualifications does that stupid guy have to be my master?"

Quirrell was still chattering, but Hermione's heart was lifted. She didn't know what time it was or how much time had passed.But just looking at the full moon above my head, I knew it was already late.

"You can't fool Dumbledore." Hermione pretended to be calm and said, "He must have known what kind of person you are -"

"Yes." Quirrell said casually, "From the first time we met, he has been very wary of me and asked Snape to spy on me. Unfortunately, he is too arrogant. He wants to use me as a stepping stone to the savior. A small BOSS in a great adventure. But he forgot that reality is not a novel... I hope he can understand this when he is at the Ministry of Magic."

"You also ordered Dumbledore to be taken away?"

"Yes, Lucius, that cunning old dog, his son is safe and sound, so he will naturally not want to go against Dumbledore... I had to send him a letter - in the name of Voldemort, I It will make him understand that if the Dark Lord can make him successful, he can also destroy him!"

"I have to admit that I was gambling. If he handed the letter directly to Dumbledore, I would have no choice but to stay away from here, but now it seems that I was right in my bet - "

Quirrell showed a pale smile: "Okay, Miss Granger, your little boyfriend is coming soon. If I were you, I would take good care of myself so as to leave him the last love in my life." remember."

As soon as he waved his wand, the rope around Hermione disappeared. Hermione fell to the ground, feeling sore all over, and the wand in her pocket disappeared.

But at this time she didn't care so much: "Little boyfriend, who is that?"

"Of course it's Jerry Yoder." Quirrell exclaimed exaggeratedly. "Even the mice in the castle know that your relationship is extraordinary——"

"I don't know about that kind of thing!"

"Perhaps," said Quirrell, "but my little friends tell me that he is coming here soon. Come on, come with me to meet him!"

'Why him? '

Hermione was confused. She didn't think Jerry could deal with this Quirrell who was completely inhuman. She even complained a little, why didn't she inform Professor McGonagall or Dumbledore at this time...

Quirrell seemed to have read through her thoughts: "Dear Miss Granger, since I dare to chat with you here, I won't be afraid of your rescuers.

To be honest, even if Dumbledore showed up here, he would never be able to save you before I kill you. "

Hermione is not stupid, on the contrary, she is very smart. From Quirrell's words, she immediately understood what happened: "You threatened my life so that Jerry could only come here alone?"

"No, no, no, you are more valuable than you think. At least you need one more magic stone."

Hearing this, Hermione fell silent.

Her mood was heavy, but also had a hint of indescribable sweetness.

At the same time, there are still some confusions - in the previous exchanges, she never felt the slightest romantic atmosphere from Jerry, and they even often quarreled, and the so-called "dates" that the other party often talked about were also More like some kind of prank.

But she had never been in love before, and she didn't know if her feelings were correct - after all, if they were just ordinary friends, they wouldn't risk their lives to save her, right?

Hermione suddenly remembered that in elementary school, those little boys often played tricks on the girls they liked to attract their attention.

That guy looks quite mature, but is he still just a kid at heart?