The Fake Dark Wizard of Hogwarts

Today was the Quidditch match between Gryffindor and Slytherin. Ole wanted to kill some boring time, so he also watched the match in the audience.

However, the usually crowded auditorium actually had a circle with Ole as the center. However, he did not care about this and continued to watch the game.

The magical world is quite lacking in entertainment options, otherwise Ole wouldn't come to watch Quidditch. Even with the original filter, Ole doesn't really want to watch this game because he can't see where the players are... …

Suddenly Ole was tapped on the shoulder. He turned around and saw that it was Harry and the other three.

"Harry? Why didn't you participate in the competition?"

"Why should I participate in the game? How can a first-year student participate in Quidditch?"

Hermione and Ron next to them also looked at Ole in confusion, and Ole also said awkwardly:

"I think Harry's father is an excellent seeker, so I'm curious if Harry also wants to play Quidditch."

Upon seeing this, Ole quickly changed the topic, but Ron next to him became excited when he said this.

"Yes! Harry, why don't you try playing Quidditch?"

"I also want to play Quidditch, but the Gryffindor team won't accept first-year students..."

Ole saw this and said, "Why don't you go talk to Professor McGonagall? I think you are very good at using your broomstick."

"Yes Harry, let's go talk to Professor McGonagall, she won't disagree!"

"OK then……"

While Ole was talking, Quirrell's eyes kept glancing at Ole. After seeing this, Ole stared back, then turned his head away and stopped looking at him.

After the game, Ole was dragged by Harry and the others to Professor McGonagall's office. Ole didn't want to go in because it would cause her too much trouble. He was a little embarrassed to see McGonagall in private, but In the end, they were pulled in.

Professor McGonagall put down the quill in her hand, adjusted her glasses and said, "What do you want from me?"

Ron spoke first: "Professor, Harry wants to join the Quidditch team!"

"Harry...he's too young, I think it's better to forget it."

"Professor, I want to try..."

After hearing Harry's words, Professor McGonagall thought for a moment, and then said: "Then I will accompany you to try it out now. If you pass the test, you can enter."

Maybe Professor McGonagall thought that it was impossible for a first-year wizard to fall in her eyes, but she was obviously wrong.

Then Professor McGonagall asked the three Harrys to go out and wait for her at the door, and then said: "Mr. Carlson, I think my words may have been a bit radical that night at the dinner. I hope you won't take it to heart. I apologize to you for this."

"No, I should apologize to you. I really caused you too much trouble."

After arriving at the flying field, Professor McGonagall was greatly shocked by Harry's flying talent, and he immediately agreed to Harry's request to join the team.

Seeing that it was getting dark, Professor McGonagall asked Ole and the others to go back first, while she went to find Wood and tell him about Harry joining the team.

Suddenly, a sucking sound came from the grass nearby. Ole noticed it instantly and immediately thought of Quirrell, but unicorns shouldn't be here.

Before Ole could react, a black shadow sprang out from inside and instantly hijacked Hermione who was walking at the front.

"help me……"

Hermione was about to call for help, but her mouth was instantly covered by the man in black. Just as Ole was about to take action, a hoarse voice came out: "Don't act rashly, otherwise this little girl's safety will be in danger." Not allowed anymore.”

"Ole Carlson, put down your wand and come over right now, and I'll let him go."

Upon seeing this, Ole calmly cast a levitating spell on a piece of grass in the ground, then threw the wand to the ground and walked up to him.

"Imperio" Hermione took advantage of the gap when he cast the Imperius Curse to break free, and the floating curse snake that Ole had released before slowly handed the wand to Ole's hand.

But because Ole was struggling to resist the Imperius Curse and could not recite the curse, he could only stab the man in black in the stomach with his wand.

Seeing this, the man in black could only kick Ole away, stopped the soul-stealing curse, and immediately ran away towards the depths of the Forbidden Forest.

Ole watched as the blood on the wand was slowly being absorbed. It seemed that the man in black escaped because too much blood had been absorbed and he had no energy left to fight Ole.

Ole fell to the ground and was slowly lifted up by Harry. His face was extremely ugly due to resisting the Imperius Curse, and he even looked weaker than Hermione next to him, whose face turned pale with fright.

"That was the dark wizard just now. Thank you so much, Ole. Thank you for saving me!"

Hermione had not recovered from the shock, and her trembling voice was full of fear.

Ole waved his hand to indicate that he seemed to have not yet recovered from the effects of the Imperius Curse. The power of the Unforgivable Curse was really terrifying. If Ole hadn't learned Occlumency, he would have been controlled by Quirrell in an instant.

After being helped to the Gryffindor Tower, Harry asked Hermione and Ron to go upstairs first, while he helped Ole to the door of the Slytherin common room before going back.

After returning to the dormitory, Ole flipped through the booklet of the Unforgivable Curse more diligently. His desire for the Unforgivable Curse was magnified to the extreme at this moment. At the same time, the crown that Ole put in the box also exuded a little glow. Two different forces are affecting Ole's mentality.

When Quirrell returned to the office, he took off his black clothes. There was only a small wound on his abdomen, but he seemed to be extremely thin. His ribs were clearly defined, and his spine could even be vaguely seen. His face was worse than white paper. It seemed that Can only maintain a weak breath.

"You loser! Can't you control a first-year wizard?"

"Master, his wand is so weird. It can actually absorb my blood. If it weren't for the unicorn's blood, I might have been sucked into a mummy. And if it weren't for that damn contract, I could just use it. Kill them with the Killing Curse!"

Voldemort was silent for a moment, and then he said: "His wand is very powerful. Now don't think about touching him. Find a way to get the Sorcerer's Stone. If you can help me resurrect, you know the benefits." Deng Bullido will be called away by the Ministry of Magic in a few days, and then you can take action."

"Yes, master, I understand."

Then Quirrell put on his turban again, opened the drawer, took out the stored unicorn blood and drank it. As the blood was imported, the wounds on his body gradually healed, and his abdomen seemed to be forcibly filled. The haggard and pale face also regained a little color.