Hogwarts card wizard

Looking at Quirrell who was hit by the petrification spell, Kevin breathed a sigh of relief.To be honest, the trick just now was indeed a bit risky, and now the only exit was blocked by black flames, and he and Harry had nowhere to escape, if...Kelvin didn't dare to think about it.

"Haha!" Harry hugged Kevin immediately, and said with a smile, "That's great, buddy. You are simply a genius, you even beat a professor."

Although Kevin is very useful for Harry's admiration, he doesn't feel that he is really awesome because of it. First of all, he won this time because of the unexpected effect of the Fascination Curse magic card. Secondly, Kevin doesn't want to think too much Use this kind of magic card that may lose "chaste" at any time.

It will take at least one night for Quirrell to recover from the petrification curse, but by then all the professors should have rushed over, so Kevin and Harry decided to tie Quirrell up just in case, but damn it It's at this moment...in case it comes!

"You trash! Get up for me!"

It was that hellish voice again, the two of them were taken aback, but what really made them jump was that Quirrell stood up. Although he was still red-faced, dripping blood and panting heavily, he moved towards Then the two came over.

Kevin took out the magic card, and Harry took out his wand.But this time Quirrell really let the two realize what the gap is.Harry's wand was directly knocked into the air, and Kevin's spell was "shocked away" by a spell from Quirrell.

While dodging, Harry asked in horror, "Why is this happening?"

Kevin said: "I don't know, but it must have something to do with that voice."

Quirrell's actions at this time appear to be clumsy due to "special reasons", but where can the two of them go if the room is so big?

Kevin was heartbroken, and secretly said: "Fight it!"

The four magic cards in his hand flew out, but Quirrell didn't block any of them. The reason is very simple because these four magic cards did not become magic spells, but flew in four different directions.Surprisingly, three of those magic cards were stuck into the thick floor, and one was stuck on the marble pillar.

"Whoosh!"

"Whoosh!"

Two spells hit Kevin and Harry, and they found themselves unable to move their legs.Then Quirrell, who was panting heavily, came over angrily. At this moment, Kevin was about to cry. If God let him do it all over again, he would rather be killed by Quirrell directly than use the Fascination Curse magic card. Quirrell couldn't hold back... Kevin didn't dare to think about it anymore.

But suddenly the voice sounded again.

"You trash, take them to the mirror."

Quirrell's anger disappeared without a trace in an instant, and he returned to his previous cowardly and timid appearance, tremblingly said: "Yes, my master."

Then he brought the two of them to the mirror, pointed at them with a wand and said, "Tell me, what did you see?"

Kevin had heard Harry talk about the Mirror of Erised. Although he was in a dangerous situation at the moment, he still wanted to see what would happen to himself in the mirror, but no matter how he looked in the mirror, there were still three people. When nothing happened, suddenly he glanced at Harry, because Harry in the mirror smiled, but the key point was that Harry in front of the mirror had a confused look on his face.

Harry also had a dazed look on his face. He thought he would see his parents as before, but he didn't expect that he suddenly smiled in the mirror, then reached into his pocket, and took out a red transparent stone .

"Magic stone!"

Both of them were shocked, but they tried their best to control their expressions so that there was no change in their expressions.

In the mirror, Harry put the Philosopher's Stone into Kevin's pocket with a smile on his face. Almost at the same time, Kevin felt that there was something hard in his trousers pocket.At this time, Kevin's expression in the mirror changed. He patted his pocket and made a thumbs up gesture to the two.

"What did you see?" Quirrell asked angrily.

Harry said hastily, "Eh! I saw me shake hands with... Dumbledore, and... then I won the House Cup."

"Huh? What about you!" Quirrell asked Kevin.

Kevin pretended to look in the mirror and said, "Well, I saw... I saw you and an ugly guy begging for mercy under my feet... It's changed again, and now I'm forcing you to walk towards a Sow, oh... really hot eyes, are you sure you want me to continue describing?"

Quirrell was furious and was about to explode. The hellish hoarse voice sounded: "They are lying!"

This time Kevin felt that the voice was very close, and it seemed to come from Quirrell.

"Tell me, what did you see?" Quirrell asked loudly.

Kevin sneered and said, "I have to admit Professor Quirrell, this is the first time since I met you that your voice has the majesty of a professor. But do you want me to continue to describe those indescribable and disgusting things... …Forehead……"

Quirrell couldn't bear it any longer and grabbed Kevin's neck with one hand so that he could no longer make any sound except moaning.

"Stop it," Harry yelled.

Quirrell said gloomyly: "I will make you die very hard, you damn little bastard..."

"Let me talk to them," said the voice again.

Quirrell let go of Kevin in a hurry. Kevin's face was flushed and he breathed greedily for the air, but his eyes were fixed on Quirrell. It was a dead-looking look.

Quirrell's expression became extremely humble: "My master, your physical strength has not recovered yet."

"I still have some physical strength."

This time Kevin was sure that the voice was indeed coming from Quirrell, more precisely from his head.Sure enough, Quirrell began to untie the scarf on his head. Kevin Harry found that his legs could move and took a step back at the same time. After untiing the scarf, they found that Quirrell was a bald man, but soon their eyes focused on With the help of the Mirror of Erised, the two clearly saw the back of Quirrell's head, and almost vomited it out.

It turned out to be a face, a horrible face that made people sick and disgusting. Kevin really didn't know how to describe such a face in words. A face of praise.

"Harry Potter!"

That face looked at Harry in the mirror: "We meet again."

Harry could assure himself that he had never seen such a face that would give him sleepless nights for a month, but he called out the name of its owner.

"Voldemort!?"

"Yeah, do you see what I have become? See how I hide in someone else's body and linger."

Kevin looked disappointed, and said: "Mr. Voldemort, I have thought about your appearance in my mind, but I have to say that even the ugliest face in my mind is a hundred times more beautiful than you now."

"Hehe! Ai Li's mouth always makes me want to kill someone!"

"Thank you for the compliment!" Kevin said, and then asked, "Did you kill those unicorns?"

"Yes, the blood of unicorns has restored some strength in the past few weeks, but it can't give me a body, but there is one thing that can..."

Harry suddenly stood in front of Kevin and shouted, "Run, Kevin."

Quirrell waved the wand in his hand.

"boom!"

A wall of raging fire trapped the three of them together, and Voldemort said: "The boy who caught the Eli's house must have the Philosopher's Stone."