Mysterious Walker at Hogwarts

"Let's go, little brat, don't hinder the two professors here." Filch kicked Dean again angrily - this kick was naturally remembered by Dean in his little notebook.

Dean looked back three times at Snape and Quirrell, who were walking away from each other while whispering, and was very curious about the content of their conversation.

Another thing that made Dean feel very strange was that when Snape magically appeared to rescue him, he didn't even look at him from beginning to end, as if he was deliberately avoiding his eyes. What was going on?

The next few minutes were extremely torturous for Dean. Seeing that Snape and Quirrell were about to walk out of sight, he was still hesitant about his crazy plan to use Legilimency on Quirrell.

His intuition told him that once this plan was successful, it would definitely achieve unexpected results.

However, his reason told him that this was a crazy temptation on the verge of death. It was true that Voldemort, who was possessing Quirrell, was very weak at the moment, but it was definitely not something Dean could pry into at will.

Quirrell, who was forced to go with Snape on the other side, was also under tremendous pressure. He knew very well that Snape had always been resentful about his promise to be the professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts.

When Voldemort possessed him, he had warned him to stay away from Snape and not to hinder any of Snape's actions.

This undoubtedly put another heavy yoke on Quirrell, who was already very afraid of Snape.

Quirrell tried hard to avoid being alone with Snape, but his plan was obviously not successful.

Quirrell regretted his recklessness today. In fact, he did not realize that Dean was the one who followed him to the ruins of the castle, but Voldemort seemed to have noticed something, so he asked him to find a way to test it.

Unfortunately, instead of asking anything, Quirrell met Snape, his nemesis.

Voldemort knew better than anyone how good Snape, his right-hand man back then, was. Out of an inexplicable defensiveness and a sense of shame that he did not want others to know how vulnerable he was now, he was extremely weak at this time. In order to prevent Snape from discovering his existence, Voldemort blocked all his senses in advance when he approached Snape, which made Quirrell feel helpless.

"Snape, what on earth do you want to do?" Quirrell asked in a low voice after making sure that Dean and Filch could not hear their conversation.

"I have some thoughts on Defense Against the Dark Arts and would like to share them with you." Snape replied calmly without looking back.

Sure enough!Quirrell felt very depressed. In fact, when he learned that Snape was also interested in the position of Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, he wanted to give up. Unfortunately, Voldemort would never allow him to do this - this was the only way Quirrell could enter the Hall. Gwartz's chance.

Voldemort couldn't just watch the opportunity to seize the Philosopher's Stone slip away. This was the only most effective way he could think of to restore his strength.

"Snape, I promise you, I will only serve as the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor for one year at most. Next year and next year, I promise to recommend you to Dumbledore to take over this position." Quirrell vowed, in fact, if it weren't for Voldemort Quirrell didn't want to stay in Hogwarts for even one more minute.

Doing things under the nose of the so-called greatest wizard in history is definitely a kind of torture for the cowardly Quirrell.

Upon hearing this, Snape turned around suddenly, stared at Quirrell with sharp eyes, raised the corners of his mouth slightly and mocked: "Quirrell, do you think I will accept your... charity?"

"No, no, no, you misunderstood. I definitely didn't mean that." After Voldemort sealed himself off, Quirrell could not face Snape's strong pressure alone and was almost paralyzed by fear.

"Quirrell, I don't care what the purpose of your coming to Hogwarts is. Please remember one thing: never, never go against me!" Snape's dark eyes flashed with danger, making no secret of it. warned.

"I, I will..." Quirrell stammered. He and Snape looked at the direction where Dean and Filch disappeared at the same time - it was empty, there was no one, only the high windows seemed to There was a flash of red light.

"You feel it too?" Snape had a strange expression on his face.

"Someone is using Legilimency?" Quirrell asked uncertainly.

"It's really interesting." Snape's lips curled up slightly. Ever since he found out that Dean was a natural mind master at Dean's house, Snape would use Occlumency before meeting Dean every time - Quirrell obviously didn't have this foresight. .

"Snape, who do you think he is?" Quirrell asked frightenedly after he came to his senses. There were too many secrets in him, and any leakage would be fatal.

"What do you think?" Snape asked.

"It won't be you anyway." Quirrell said, half testing and half joking.

"Of course, if it were me, I wouldn't let you notice at all." Snape said meaningfully.

Quirrell's face suddenly turned pale, and he vowed to stay away from Snape in the future.

"Could it be Filch?" Quirrell guessed with a forced smile.

"As far as I know Filch... absolutely does not have this ability." Snape said firmly.

"Who could that be? It can't be that student, right?" Quirrell himself didn't believe it.

"Do you think it's possible? The mysterious man who must not even be named probably doesn't have such ability at this age." Snape sneered, "And as far as I know, the object of Legilimency must be within the field of vision. within, and the further away, the weaker the effect.”

"That's right. In this way, both Thomas and Filch have alibi - who could it be?" Quirrell said here and suddenly remembered the faint fire he had just glimpsed outside the high window. I was immediately speechless.

"Ah~ It seems that you have also noticed that the direction where the fire disappeared seems to be the eighth floor of the castle." Snape clicked, "Professor Quirrell, what were you thinking just now? Could it be something shameful? Is it something?"

Quirrell's breath was stagnant. Just now, he inexplicably remembered his childhood - it was very bloody, and it was quite similar to the life experience that Dean had fabricated.

It is precisely because of his experiences as a boy that Quirrell, who was already weak, became more sensitive and vulnerable.

That's why Quirrell, who had extremely low self-esteem, frantically pursued the power of black magic after graduating from Hogwarts. He simply believed that only if he was strong enough would he not repeat the mistakes of his childhood.

...So whoever used Legilimency on him just now saw nothing more than an unbearable childhood memory, so there shouldn't be any problem, right?

Quirrell comforted himself.

"I understand. It's getting late and I need to rest immediately." Quirrell said immediately and crisply.

"Well, good night. Don't forget what I said, Professor Quirrell." Snape did not continue to embarrass Quirrell.

After hearing this, Quirrell immediately left without looking back.

Snape glanced blankly in the direction of the Gryffindor lounge and said softly, "It seems that someone didn't learn their lesson."