Hogwarts time travel

No sacrifice, no devotion, this place where Ron's highlight moment in the original plot happened was unaesthetically ruined.

In the next room, needless to say, Quirrell's giant monster had its head smashed.

Stepping over the threshold, the door behind was covered with purple flames that suddenly appeared, and the door in front was covered with black flames, and a table emerged from the darkness.

There were several bottles of potions and a roll of parchment on it. Obviously, Snape's arrangement was not destroyed, or did Quirrell fail to destroy it?

After glancing at the logic questions on the parchment, he couldn't help but frown.

What is this?

Not to mention whether it is possible for Quirrell to tamper with the question, even if not, Luo Ya does not have the ability to solve it.

Only one force can break all laws!

Influenced by Quirrell, Loya also felt that violent customs clearance was a good way, ignoring the potion on the table, and went straight to the portal where the black flame was.

Stretching out his fingertips, flames entangled Loya's wrist like a long snake, but there was no burning pain as imagined, only a slight fever. Obviously, these flames could not do anything to Loya at all.

Pass through the flames, and behind you is the place where the Philosopher's Stone is.

Quirrell, I'm coming to see you!

The flame burned his body, but he was thrown away from behind in the next moment, and his eyes were clear, leaving only the huge space behind the door.

There is only one exquisite and gorgeous mirror in the empty space - the Mirror of Erised.

What about Quirrell?Luo Ya looked around suspiciously, but did not find Qi Luo's figure.

Could it be that Quirrell hadn't had time to come over?impossible!Who broke those levels?

Loya looked around vigilantly and walked to the magic mirror.

There is still only Luo Ya himself in the mirror, and the magic mirror cannot peek into Luo Ya's heart.

Suddenly, a pair of hands stretched out from the mirror and grabbed Loya's shoulders.

The hands were violently trying to grab Luo Ya into the mirror, but he couldn't pull it. Luo Ya was also at a loss by this scene, and looked at the hands on his shoulders in a daze.

……

The air is suddenly quiet,

It's embarrassing, it's really embarrassing.

Loya came back to his senses, grabbed these hands, exerted all his strength, and pulled the owner of these hands out of the mirror suddenly.

The man's hands were restrained, and the whole person fell heavily on the ground face down. The whole person fell to the ground, and he was speechless.

Loya showed a dangerous smile, isn't this Chilo?

Vampires have the ability to travel through the world in the mirror. This ability has not been acquired by Roja because of too short a time, so it seems that Quirrell has obtained this bloodline for a long time.

Quirrell raised his head in horror, what did this little monster grow up on?Not only could he not be able to pull him, but he also pulled him out of the mirror?

Roja squatted on the ground, holding Chilo's hands firmly with both hands, and looked at Chilo thoughtfully.

"Are you targeting me?"

Quirrell didn't say a word, this posture lying on the ground will lose face no matter what he says, I won't say it!

Seeing that Chilo didn't speak, Loya continued.

"When did you find out my identity? Oh, I think it was Halloween, and you hid aside when I killed the troll. Does this mean that your next attacks are all to blame me?"

Quirrell didn't raise his head, his face was down, and he didn't make a sound. As a vampire, using blood energy would only replenish the opponent's magic, so he had no choice but to use other methods.

In the next second, a lightning-like gray streamer shot out from the back of Qilo's head, and Luo Ya was caught off guard, and his eyes suddenly became blurred.

"Hahahahaha!" Quirrell couldn't help laughing wildly, his eyes were blinded, what are you using to fight me?

No, why doesn't this kid let go?

At this time, although Roya's eyes were hit by Quilo's dark hand, he still firmly controlled Quilo's hands, without any intention of letting go.

"Let me go!" Quirrell roared, what's going on with this kid?

"Stop talking nonsense." Luo Ya said calmly, how can I fight if I let you go?

The scenery in front of him gradually became clear with the blood in his brain surging, and the speed of Luo Ya's recovery surprised even himself.

"Qiro, he's recovering." A hoarse and weak voice suddenly sounded in this empty space.

"I know, Voldemort." Quirrell spit out a name coldly, "Now it's up to you."

"Oh, is that really the case..." Voldemort smiled coldly, and Roya vaguely saw a mass of distorted gray slime drilled out of the back of Quirrell's head, paused in place, and shot like a sharp arrow To Loya's face.

"It's broken!" Luo Ya was startled, this thing is very dangerous and disgusting!

"Moonlight Flying Arrow!" At the moment of the moment, with a clear shout, a crescent moon passed by Loya's ear, hitting the ball of slime precisely.

"Ah—" With a scream, the mucus was cut in half, half evaporated out of thin air, and the other half retracted into the back of Quirrell's head again.

Loya turned her head in surprise, and the scene in front of her eyes became clear again. It was Hermione and her two useless men.

"I didn't expect it to be Professor Quirrell." Harry looked at Quirrell lying on the ground in shock, "What happened to him?"

"I caught him, Harry, use your hand to touch him!" Loya recalled the original plot, and immediately yelled at Harry.

"Touch him?" Harry was taken aback, "Where to touch him?"

"Touch his face, no! Touch the back of his head! md!" Loya shouted cursingly, telling you to spit at me!

Harry obediently extended his hand to the back of Quirrell's head, and then there was an earth-shattering scream.

"Ahhhh-"

It wasn't Quirrell, it was Voldemort. He howled and rolled over the back of Quirrell's head, making the back of Quirrell's head uneven, like surging waves of flesh.

Soon, the screams subsided, and Voldemort, who had been wiped out with half of his soul, had no room to struggle, and was completely wiped out in pain.

"That's it?" Ron looked at the back of Quirrell's head in surprise and disgust.

"Professor Quirrell...is he being controlled?" Hermione asked suspiciously.

"Let me answer this question." The door was opened, and the third wave of tourists walked in today.

Talking Dumbledore, with McGonagall behind him, Flitwick, Snape, Sprout, almost all the famous professors came.

There is also a fat middle-aged man with a pinstriped suit, a bright red tie, a long black cloak, purple pointed boots, and a dark green top hat. His kind face makes him look very official. There were a few young men dressed as Aurors looking angrily at Quirrell on the ground.

Dumbledore raised his wand lightly, and the stones that acted as the floor bounced up from the ground, turning into hard-working bricks, and piled up on Quirrell one by one, making him only show his head, and liberated Roja. hands.

"Of course, Quirrell is not under control. To be precise, he has a cooperative relationship with the dark wizard behind his head."

"The murderer of the three attacks at the school was Quirrell! He once manipulated Peeves and wanted to rush into the Gryffindor lounge, but Peeves refused with firm will."

"He tricked us with a little trick, and took the opportunity to steal the Philosopher's Stone with his accomplices, fortunately," Dumbledore looked at Loya kindly.

"Our classmate Luo Ya discovered his conspiracy in time and stopped his actions."

"Yes, yes." The middle-aged man on the side said, "And the crimes committed by Quirrell are not limited to this one."

"Quirinas Quirrell, you brutally killed a reclusive old wizard in the Romanian jungle, and also killed twelve local Aurors in Romania. Your crime is heinous and unforgivable!"

"Yes, Minister Fudge." The Auror on the side stepped forward and gave Quirrell a cold look, "I am the local Auror stationed in the Romanian jungle. I asked for leave to go home that day. After I came back, all my companions Missing, I found their bodies in the jungle with pieces of Quirrell's clothes."

"This can't be used as evidence!" Quirrell screamed suddenly, and he wanted to struggle again.

"Yes, yes." The Auror sneered, "I guessed that you would say that, I gave my companion's body to the Muggle president, and they found your blood in the wound!"

"You were transformed into a vampire in the pool of blood, using your sharp claws to kill people, am I right?"