Mysterious Walker at Hogwarts

"Mr. Mysterious Walker, are you here?" After an unknown amount of time, Quirrell suddenly asked.

"Qi Luo, you should have noticed that I have arrived, right?" Dean disguised himself as a mysterious walker and turned out from behind the tree.

With the blessing of the Disillusionment Curse, Dean's disguise ability is getting better and better, and no one can see through the true face behind the clown mask.

"Sure enough, you have been hiding behind the tree." Quirrell acquiesced to Dean's guess.

"So what you just said was actually something you deliberately induced Snape to tell me?" Dean said, gently shaking the Mystic Walker cane with the Thunderbird wand hidden in the middle. The mist spread, covering the two of them. Shrouded in it, wisps of inconspicuous but powerful thunder and lightning loomed in the mist.

The power of the Mysterious Walker is strong again!Quirrell sighed secretly.

The fog and thunder and lightning made Quirrell feel as if he had fallen into a cage. He knew that this was a safety measure specially set up by the Mysterious Walker to prevent Voldemort. As long as he did not make any irrational actions, he would not be harmed.

"Your prediction is very accurate. I did get the news about the Philosopher's Stone after Christmas." Quirrell said with admiration.

"Because you were also invited by Dumbledore to be one of the people who set up the barrier to protect the Philosopher's Stone, right?" Dean smiled.

"...You are right. In fact, I didn't need to be so anxious before. When the time comes, Dumbledore himself will tell me where the Sorcerer's Stone is hidden." Quirrell said.

"Since you already know the whereabouts of the Philosopher's Stone, why did you leave a mark and ask me to meet?"

"Because I was stumped at the first level. I didn't know how to get past the vicious three-headed dog."

Dean shook his head and sighed softly: "Qiluo, Qiluo, you didn't tell the truth. When you met with me, you definitely didn't want me to help you predict the method of passing the three-headed dog. I think with your strength, even if you don't With the help of your master, there should be a way to subdue the three-headed dog."

"I admit it can be done, but the movement would be too big and it would definitely alert others. Especially Snape, who is staring at me almost all the time. If there is even the slightest movement, he will definitely appear!" Quirrell said resentfully. .

"Actually, as long as you move your master out, Snape will definitely help you unconditionally. After all, he used to be your master's most loyal servant." Dean probed meaningfully.

"The master doesn't trust Snape. He said that he needs to continue to observe before he can confirm Snape's loyalty!" Quirrell screamed, as if Snape would fall out of favor once Voldemort confirmed Snape's loyalty.

"Can you please bring your master out? I want to talk to him personally."

"No! The master is currently recuperating!" Quirrell categorically objected, "He will not wake up until a particularly critical moment."

"I understand." Dean chuckled, "You are so eager to see me, maybe it's because you are getting weaker and weaker, right?"

"...Have you guessed it?" Quirrell sobbed, looking so fragile at this moment.

"Actually, I discovered this shortcoming last time." Dean nodded, "Your master is parasitic on you, which is equivalent to sharing life with you. This situation will naturally occur over time."

"Do you have any solution?" Quirrell asked almost pleadingly.

"Energy potion." Dean replied without hesitation, "If you can drink a bottle of energy potion every day, it should be able to greatly alleviate the current bad situation - probably until the end of the semester. I think you should find a way then. Got the Philosopher’s Stone.”

"One bottle a day! Where can I get so many energy potions?" Quirrell shouted desperately.

"This is indeed a problem." Dean pretended to touch his chin, "I guess even if the entire Hogwarts raw material inventory is used, there won't be enough energy potions - Quirrell, if I never show up , what are you going to do?"

"I, I don't know." Quirrell took a few steps back in panic.

"You don't know - but your master must have a solution, right?" Dean asked.

"He, he asked me to drink the blood of unicorns!" Quirrell yelled in collapse, "I, I can't do that!"

"Why? I think drinking unicorn blood is not unacceptable as long as it can prolong life." Dean tried to sound evil.

"It would be too cruel not to do that!" Quirrell backed away step by step.

"If you are not cruel to the unicorn, you are cruel to yourself." Dean said coldly, "If you can only choose one of the two, do you choose to die as a unicorn or yourself?"

"I, I don't know, I can't choose." Quirrell covered his face and sobbed.

"Very good, it seems that you also know that using fresh unicorn blood to extend your life means that you will be completely cursed by the unicorn and have a half-dead life." Dean was very satisfied to see that Quirrell still had a conscience Wei Ming, so he is still worth saving?

The most important thing is that the rescue goal of the first school year of the "rescue" mission seems to have been clear.

"I, I don't want to be that person." Quirrell said weakly.

"I'm glad to see that your mind is still clear. It would be unwise to harm a unicorn at any time." Dean reminded, "But, Quirrell, you should know that when you are possessed by your master From that moment on, you can’t actually look back.”

"I know, that's why I ask you again, please help me get out of his control." Quirrell begged.

"Let's put it this way, Quirrell. Unless you completely betray your master and hand him over, then I can show you a clear path." Dean said frankly.

"No, I can't do it. Once I have the idea of ​​betraying my master, he will immediately notice me and kill me." Quirrell slumped to the ground helplessly.

Dean couldn't help but feel a little strange after hearing this. This was not the first time that Quirrell asked him to help get rid of Voldemort's control. Could it be that in Voldemort's eyes, this was not a kind of betrayal?Or is it that the "memory isolation" spell Quirrell developed himself is so powerful that it can prevent Voldemort from detecting such a "trivial" betrayal?

"In that case, I can only wish you good luck and get the Philosopher's Stone as soon as possible." Dean replied after thinking for a moment.

"Can't you help me get rid of his control?" Quirrell said desperately.

"When I help you get rid of him, he will definitely notice it. I am not sure that I can guarantee your safety." Dean shook his head regretfully, "At present, the wisest choice is to get the magic stone as soon as possible, so that your safety The master will take the initiative to leave your body, so that you can hope to get rid of him completely."

"But I don't even know how to pass the three-headed dog level!" Quirrell shouted.

"So if you are willing to pay a little price, I can help you make a prediction about how to pass the three-headed dog." Dean said cunningly.

"What price?" Quirrell seemed to have grasped a life-saving straw.

"I heard that Deputy Minister Umbridge of the Ministry of Magic has two precious formulas in her collection, the improved wolfsbane potion formula and the potion formula that can make the Squib a real wizard. If you can help me get it, I will help You make that prophecy." Dean had already thought of this method of killing people with a borrowed knife.