HP Polar Night

"I think this should be the checkpoint set up by Professor Snape." Agares said, looking at the potion bottle and the note on the table.Professor Quirrell glanced at the note, and he smiled softly, even showing disdain clearly in his laughter.This performance was extremely inconsistent with his usual image, and Agares glanced at him indiscriminately.

Professor Quirrell quickly picked up the smallest bottle on the table.

"Blake, here, have a drink."

He's not stuttering at all at the moment, and his demeanor has changed, as if someone had taken Polyjuice Potion and turned into Professor Quirrell.

Compound Potion!

Is this Professor Quirrell pretending to be someone else?

Agares picked up his wand.

"Disarm you!" Agares immediately used the magic spell, the disarming spell, the stun spell, the petrification spell, and even the crushing of bones to release all his strength.But every spell was perfectly counteracted, and in the end Agares was disarmed by the opponent's disarming spell to remove his wand.

"You are not Professor Quirrell, who are you?" Agares regretted his negligence.

Along the way, he felt that the other party was inappropriate several times, but because of the friendly relationship with Professor Quirrell this semester, as well as his blind confidence in himself, he thought that he would not be in danger.

Now, however, Agares will pay the price for his arrogance.

He quickly thought of the possible identity of the other party.

The dark wizard who hunted and killed unicorns in the forbidden forest and drank the blood of unicorns!It must be him, he somehow sneaked into Hogwarts, used Polyjuice Potion to deal with Professor Quirrell, and then came here disguised as him.

Originally, he was not included in the opponent's plan, but it was probably at that time that Agares bumped into him himself.

So the black wizard did his tricks and brought Agares down.

It's just why the other party mixed into Hogwarts. If the checkpoints set by these professors are not for training students, then what is it for?

Agares didn't have time to think about this, the opponent's wand was pointing at him, and he had to take a sip of the potion in the bottle. "Pass through." The other party said coldly.

The black flame, the devil's fire that burns everything.

If the potion is wrong, Agares will be burned to nothing.

He quickly recalled what he saw written on the note just now.Fortunately, the dark wizard's choice should be the correct answer.

Agares stepped over the flames and he succeeded.

Behind the flame is another room.

Agares was pointed by the black wizard with his wand and continued to walk forward. They entered the last room.

Compared with the tests and obstacles set up in other rooms, the last room looks empty, with only a magic mirror standing alone in the center of the room.

Mirror of Erised.

Agares recognized it immediately.

He and Harry accidentally broke into the room where the magic mirror was placed during a night tour, where Harry saw the family he longed for, and Agares saw his inner desire: to have power and to be successful , gain authority.

Compared with Harry, Agares had already realized his desire. The function of the Mirror of Erised was only to help him see where he was going in the future, so he quickly broke free from the temptation of the mirror. no longer appear there.

Harry, on the other hand, went several times afterwards and spent night after night there, even if it was just sitting there in front of the mirror and writing his holiday paper.After that, Harry didn't go again.He told Agares that Headmaster Dumbledore had appeared there and told him the secret of the Mirror of Erised.He also promised the principal that he would not go there again.

Later, the Mirror of Erised was removed, and it turned out to be moved here.

"Agareth Black, an ambitious Slytherin, the dangerous experiments you and your children did in private are very interesting." The black wizard with Quirrell's face on his face sneered.

Agares didn't want to anger the other party at all. He didn't even have a wand now, and he didn't know many spells without a wand, and he hadn't solved the mystery of this aspect yet.He swore that if he successfully escaped this crisis, he must spend more energy on improving his strength.He will never, never let himself fall into such a situation again!

The other party didn't seem to care about his answer at all, he left Agares aside and walked towards the Mirror of Erised.

"It must be in there!" He walked around the mirror twice, but apparently found nothing.

"Blake! Come here, find something out of here!" He became even more agitated.

Agares did not disobey the other party's order. He walked over and saw himself in the mirror again, but this time was different from the last time. This time he in the mirror held a sword in his hand, Wang Mian It is firmly worn on the top of the head.

"What did you see?" The other party obviously couldn't see what he saw.

"Myself," Agares replied curtly.

The black wizard sneered: "Of course, how can I count on you."

Agares watched him warily.

But the other party obviously didn't intend to kill anyone. He turned around, faced the door, and said softly, "I think we may have a better candidate."

In the next second, the door of the room was opened.

A startled Harry Potter appeared there.

"Professor Quirrell? Agares?" Harry looked very dazed, and the person in front of him was very far from the one he guessed.He couldn't help but wonder if he was having a very real dream.

But Quirrell confirmed his guess.

The expression on the face of this wizard wearing a big turban is no longer the old apprehension or shrinking, he sneered chillingly, and said in a mocking tone that had never been in his mouth: "Look, our boy Here you go, Harry Potter, I guess you'll be here."

"Professor Quirrell?"

"Of course it's me. Why, you thought it was Snape? Aha, a big black bat, and a... pitiful...professor Quirrell who can't... speak well, Who would doubt the latter?" Quirrell imitated his stammer.

Agares opened his eyes slightly.

He didn't expect this, but once the other party dissected the truth, the past situation became so clear again.How could a cowardly wizard know so much profound magic.It is obviously not enough to push these to Professor Quirrell's grasp of theoretical knowledge.

His accident was seen by Quirrell, the wizard who usually taught Agares well smiled very proudly at the moment. "Look, even our famous Slytherin boy, Agareth Black, hasn't figured this out for a semester. Looks like I should be proud of my disguise. It fooled Dumbledore , fooled Snape, and of course you too."

"Why are you……"

"Shut up! Blake!" Quirrell seemed to be very impatient with Agares, and he successfully overturned all the impressions the latter had of him, including the harmonious teacher-student relationship.

Agares was silenced by a deadbolt.

Harry looked worriedly at his dark-haired friend, who shook his head indiscriminately.

"The time now belongs to me and Potter. As for you, I will come to you after I finish the master's task. Until then, you just need to stand quietly, otherwise, what is waiting for you is not just a simple Cursed. I think you should know very well."

Quirrell's threat was very effective, Agares nodded to indicate that he knew, and stood quietly on the side as the background.

Harry tried to distract Quirrell, who kept talking to him.It had some effect, at least he knew who was the one who wanted him to fall off the broomstick, and who the real culprit was to let the troll out.

It's a pity that the diverted topic couldn't always be effective. Quirrell kept his mission firmly in mind. He dragged Harry to the Mirror of Erised, asking him to find out the secret hidden here, the Philosopher's Stone. .

Harry stood in front of the mirror, trying to hide his expression, Quirrell was standing obliquely behind, seeing nothing, but Agares was standing in front of Harry.The two of them exchanged a glance very quickly.

"Tell me, what did you see?"

"I saw myself shaking Headmaster Dumbledore's hand, I... I got the House Cup for Gryffindor..." Harry made something up.Agares tried to slowly approach them while Quirrell was not paying attention.

But suddenly, a hoarse voice came from Quirrell, but his lips did not move.

The voice said, "He's lying, come on, let me come and talk to him myself."

Quirrell looked very flustered and terrified, but he didn't dare to disobey the voice's request.He took off the surprisingly big scarf on his head, and slowly turned his back.On the back of his bare head hung a long, pale face.

Both Harry and Agares gasped.

At this point, even if he is as calm as Agares, he will lose his mind for a moment.

"Looks like you're all surprised to see me. Harry Potter, Agareth Black." The red eyes flicked between the two boys, "Yeah, look at me What has become! The most terrifying Dark Lord in the wizarding world, now only shadow and steam are left, and he can only have form by sharing a body with others. Look at you, Blake, a smart and excellent Slytherin. Powerful Strength, supreme ambition, you are so similar to me."

Agares was shocked.

"Boy, I'm going to give you a chance to follow the Dark Lord and get the Philosopher's Stone from Harry Potter. With it, I'll get the elixir of life and regain my body. The Dark Lord will regain his When I return to this world, I will take back what originally belonged to me!"

Agares looked at Harry subconsciously, and saw that the other party also looked up at him.

"No! Don't think about it!" Harry stared fiercely at that face. He looked extremely heroic at the moment, and he had no concern that the other party was the most terrifying mysterious man in the wizarding world, the murderer of his parents.

Voldemort chuckled, "Naive Gryffindor, I'm afraid I'll never know what kind of thing you give to a true friend. Agares, why don't you show him? Those little tricks you learned with Quirrell in private , haven't you done an experiment with the castle's spider mice?"

Agares lifted his foot and walked towards Harry.

Harry's eyes widened in surprise, and he subconsciously took a few steps back. "Agares..."

"Harry, give it to me." Agares stood in front of the green-eyed boy and held out his hand to him.

The author has something to say:

What Agares and Quirrell have learned, I think, everyone knows.And Quirrell taught him this because of the order of the Dark Lord.So this is very important.