Hogwarts: Ravenclaw's Purple Thunderbirds

This sound made Harry's hair stand on end, but Professor Quirrell seemed to have been used to it for a long time, and his expression did not change much.

"Come here, Potter! Hurry up!" Professor Quirrell suddenly turned around and pointed his finger at Harry, ordering in a strong tone.

At the same time, a silent magic controlled Harry tightly.Let Harry walk towards Professor Quirrell step by step, holding the Demon Banner's hand in his pocket, and letting go of the handle of the gun.

Quirrell is actually a master of magic who can cast spells silently and without a wand? !Harry was shocked. He didn't expect Quirrell, who looked weak and harmless, to be such a powerful character! !

"Tell me, what did you see?" Professor Quirrell said viciously.

At this time, Harry looked through the Mirror of Erised and saw that he was holding the Philosopher's Stone in his hand, and then slowly put the Philosopher's Stone into his pocket.Dumbledore cast a spell on the Mirror of Erised. Only those who know the function of the Philosopher's Stone and want to get it, and do not want to possess it, can get the Philosopher's Stone.

The moment Harry put the Philosopher's Stone in his pocket in the mirror, Harry felt that his pocket suddenly became heavier, and there seemed to be something extra.

Harry knew it was the Philosopher's Stone.After secretly touching his pocket, Harry's expression showed something strange.

"Tell me, what did you see?" Professor Quirrell clearly noticed Harry's fleeting strangeness, grabbed Harry's hand, and asked excitedly.

"I saw I was shaking hands with Dumbledore and I won the Academy Cup." Harry answered without thinking.

Just as Harry finished speaking, that uncomfortable hoarse voice appeared again.

"He's lying!"

"Tell me the truth! What did you see?" Professor Quirrell frowned and asked again.

"I'll tell him."

"But Master, you haven't fully recovered yet." Professor Quirrell was obviously a little nervous, and he was also somewhat resistant to the voice.

"I still have some strength."

The voice sounded again, and this time Harry finally heard the source of the voice clearly, it was coming from Quirrell.This made Harry a little strange. Why did other people's voices appear on Quirrell's body?

Professor Quirrell let go of Harry's hand when he heard the voice, turned to face Harry, and began to slowly untie his purple turban in circles.

Harry turned his head and looked around, but saw no one else, and couldn't help but feel even more creepy.Harry's vision turned to Quirrell again, watching Quirrell quietly, ready to attack at any time.

The moment Professor Quirrell completely removed his turban, something terrible happened.Through the reflection of the Mirror of Erised, Harry saw a twisted and weird human face on the back of Professor Quirrell's bald head, and there wasn't even a hair on the face.Not only is it horrific, it's disgusting.

"Harry Potter, we meet again." The hoarse voice came again.

"Voldemort." Although Harry saw Voldemort for the first time, Harry would never forget that face.

"That's right, it's me. Look, what have I become?" Voldemort's hoarse voice was even worse than the wailing of an elderly crow when he was seriously ill and dying.

"Can it be left in England for future generations to admire for more than 300 years?" Suddenly a joking young voice came from the door.

He was a 12-year-old boy with a delicate face and a beauty that transcended gender. He had long black hair like a waterfall. The most eye-catching thing was the purple-pink eyes that were far more dazzling than gems. It was Blakely himself.

"Who are you?" Voldemort has never met Blakely, and it seems that Professor Quirrell has never told him.

From the look of Voldemort, did Professor Quirrell deliberately conceal some information?It seems that Voldemort actually spends very little time awake, and Professor Quirrell seems to be at odds with him.Blakely noticed that when he appeared, Professor Quirrell's eyes were somewhat anxious and worried, and it seemed that he was being controlled by force.

Then, the plan can be confirmed.Take advantage of his illness and kill him!Blakely put one hand behind his back and one hand on his chest in a gentlemanly salute.At the same time, the hand behind his back made a gesture to Gulan and Hermione behind him, indicating that he was ready to take action.

"My name is Blakely, Blakely Fite. This, uh, thing?" Blakely's words made Voldemort very angry.

"Damn brat! You succeeded in irritating me!!" Voldemort said angrily.

"Oh, I don't mean any harm. It's just that you may not know that you look more, um, domineering. And you are very personal and artistic. I'm even sure that you can put your portrait in the British Museum." Blakely's The voice was very respectful, but unfortunately the content made Voldemort unhappy.

"Three thousand years later, your portrait will still be hanging there securely, and no one will be willing to take it down." Blakely continued to express his inner friendly thoughts to divert Voldemort's attention.

"Damn Mudblood!!!" Voldemort couldn't stand Blakely's kind words anymore, and directly controlled Quirrell's body to hit Blakely with a killing curse.

"Come Blakely!"

"Gravity is heavy!"

The moment Voldemort attacked Blakely, Gulan and Hermione's magic was cast.Blakely was directly rescued by Hermione's Flying Curse, and flew directly into Hermione's arms to avoid the killing curse.Gulan's turn was so heavy that Voldemort couldn't react at once, staggering and almost falling.

"Touch!!" Before Voldemort could stabilize his body, a gunshot came from the direction of Harry. Harry had been ready when Blakely appeared. As long as he hit the opponent with the Demon Banner, the crisis was almost over. It's over.

But, it's a pity.Because Harry had never used a pistol, not to mention that his target was not only moving, but also had rich practical experience.

Well, in fact, the bullet fired by Harry missed the mark and only hit the open space about 5 meters in front of Voldemort.This situation is actually normal. It is difficult for people who have never used a gun to hit the target, but it is outrageous that Harry can't hit the target even when he is so close.

"Pah." Blakely made a clear sound as he watched Harry's eccentric marksmanship and slapped him on the forehead.Miscalculation, I should have let Harry practice shooting.Even if you practice for an hour, you won't miss Voldemort even if you are less than 4 meters away!

The corners of the mouths of the other two friends also twitched slightly. Originally, the matter could be over at this moment, but it turned out that the friends were not strong enough. They really couldn't lead this cheating teammate.Next time, Harry will definitely not be allowed to do the main output. This guy has no output at all.