Hogwarts Card System.

Chapter 91 Professor Quirrell is broken~
Voldemort is also anxious now!

What that little Ted said was right. That old immortal Dumbledore must have noticed it.

We must hurry up to get the Philosopher's Stone and get out of here!

"Quirrel, cheer up! Catch Longbottom here and make him look in the mirror! The Philosopher's Stone is in the mirror! Hurry!" Voldemort said these words while gritting his teeth.

However, Professor Quirrell was truly depressed and motionless.

Voldemort himself was no longer able to control this tattered body.

"Get up! Come on, you piece of shit! Move on your own!"

Voldemort was now rude to Professor Quirrell and almost treated him as a disposable consumable, which was nothing like his behavior in the Albanian forest.

A typical scumbag - he's not interested in anything anymore after getting it.

But what else could Professor Quirrell do? He had completely given up. If he had to die, he might as well save his energy.

However, Voldemort roared, and his entire face struggled hard on the back of Quirrell's head, and the edge where his face and skull skin connected was torn as if it was about to tear apart.

"Ah! No! No! Master! I move~ I move~" Quirrell, who wanted to lie down and wait for death, was moved by Voldemort's "whipping of pain". It's impossible to just lie down and wait for death!

Quirrell, with his wrinkled and tearful face, staggered to his feet and picked up Neville, who was lying stiff on the ground.

"Get up and look in the mirror." Professor Quirrell sounded a little weak and lacking in confidence, as if he had kidney deficiency.

He really felt that he was finished and was about to die. He also felt Voldemort's impatience and indifference.

He is now filled with mixed regret and fear, and is almost going crazy!
Now I can't even die, I have to be squeezed dry of my last bit of value. He's so cruel!

At this moment, Neville was unable to move and could only stare at the Mirror of Erised in front of him with wide eyes.

Don’t let the Philosopher’s Stone appear. Don’t let the Philosopher’s Stone appear. Voldemort must not get it. Voldemort must not get it!
Neville screamed wildly in his heart.

However, the opposite happened. The more you fear something, the more likely it will come.

Instead of his parents appearing in the mirror as in the past, he himself appeared.

Neville in the mirror smiled, took an irregular red crystal, stuffed it into his right trouser pocket, patted it, and winked at himself outside the mirror.

Then Neville felt something sink in his right trouser pocket. There was something extra in it.

Oops! Oops! Neville's heart sank to the bottom.

As Voldemort said, the Philosopher's Stone was indeed hidden in the Mirror of Erised, and Dumbledore cast a spell to set conditions: only those who wanted to protect the Philosopher's Stone rather than use it could get the Philosopher's Stone from the mirror.

This is a very spiritual setting.

The Mirror of Erised can sense people's innermost desires, thus ensuring that they will not be deceived by ordinary magic.

Anyone who has intentions on the Philosopher's Stone will not be able to find it in the mirror.

At least Ted couldn't get the Philosopher's Stone from the mirror.

It was because Voldemort discovered this that he did not kill Neville, the savior boy who had killed him, immediately.

Now, he uses Neville to find the Philosopher's Stone!

At this time, Ted, who had been hiding for half a day, had already filled himself with a bottle of mana potion to restore his magic power - the water in the blue bottle was delicious water~
In order to prepare this thing, Ted tried four times and almost used up all the herbs that Harry "borrowed" from Snape. Finally, with the help of Hermione, he succeeded in preparing it. There were only three bottles in total.

At this time, Quirrell grabbed Neville's collar tremblingly, sniffed, and shouted in an angry tone while crying, "Tell me, where is the Philosopher's Stone?!"

"No! There is no Philosopher's Stone!" Neville retorted.

"Hurry up and tell me! Tell me!" Professor Quirrell felt that his life was slipping away, death was approaching, and his mentality was about to collapse.

"No! I didn't see it. Give up! I just saw that I won the house cup for Gryffindor!" Neville was still stubborn and even lied clumsily. However, Voldemort was a master of Legilimency. He could even tell Neville's lies just from his tone.

"He is lying!" said Voldemort. "Let me face him!"

Quirrell could only turn around and look at Neville with the back of his head.

Only then did Neville see Voldemort's face from the front. What an ugly face it was. It was like a noseless leather mask stuck on the back of Quirrell's head. His facial features no longer looked like a human!

This was the enemy who killed his parents! Neville mustered up the courage to glare at him.

But it was of no use. To Voldemort, Neville's little head was like an unlocked safe, and he could observe it at will.

In the three seconds when Neville was disgusted by his face, he discovered Neville's little secret.

"Oh, I found it, in his trouser pocket! The Philosopher's Stone is in the right pocket!" Voldemort exclaimed in surprise.

"No! No!" Neville shouted, but he was still stiff and couldn't struggle at all.

Voldemort controlled one hand and reached for Neville's trouser pocket...

Ted, who was hiding in the distance, was also anxious, fearing that Voldemort would run away after getting the Philosopher's Stone. He thought: Dumbledore, how long are you going to wait? !
However, Dumbledore seemed not to be there, and there was no movement at all.

"Hey! Professor Quirrell, stop it! Are you going to help the evil? Can't you see that Voldemort wants to kill you? He doesn't want you to live at all!" Ted, who was invisible, suddenly shouted.

His shout was indeed effective. Quirrell's outstretched hand suddenly trembled and his whole body froze.

"It's not too late for you to stop now. Dumbledore will definitely save you! You have to think it through!" Ted continued his psychological offensive.

But Voldemort could not listen any longer. "Fool, what are you hesitating about? Don't believe his lies. Don't resist me! Get the Philosopher's Stone!"

Ted continued to instigate: "Look, he still doesn't care about your life or death. He only cares about the Philosopher's Stone~" Unlike me, I only care about geigei~
Professor Quirrell's forehead was sweating, his eyes were rolling around, and his entire CPU was overloaded.

Voldemort's voice suddenly became gentle: "Quirrel, as long as you get the Philosopher's Stone, I can be resurrected. Then you can become my most capable subordinate, and you will not die!"

Voldemort was obviously panicked. He didn't expect Ted to say this. It was absolutely to the point!

And he clearly felt that Quirrell's thoughts were wavering!

Damn it, did he really consider betraying me? ! Damn rubbish!

"When he forced you to drink unicorn blood, he never thought of letting you live. You can only rely on Dumbledore! This is your last chance! Professor Quirrell, think it through!" Ted was fanning the flames wildly with a very loud voice.

Damn it! Damn it all!
At this point, Voldemort's soul was in tatters and he was in a severely damaged state, and he was about to explode with anger.

He didn't bother to argue with Ted about Quirrell's life or death. After all, he really didn't care about Quirrell's life or death.

He squeezed Quirrell's magic power again, then forcibly took over Quirrell's body, controlling Quirrell to reach for the Philosopher's Stone in Neville's trouser pocket.

"Ah~~~"

Quirrell let out the worst scream he had ever heard, a scream that sounded as if someone had torn him in half.

His hand reached for Neville's trouser pocket in a twisted posture, and his whole body was shaking like he was dancing in a disco.

At this moment, Quirrell's face was twisted into a ball, his eyes rolled up and down, and his saliva was flowing out! He was played badly by Voldemort.

Ted couldn't just rely on his mouth. He took out two things from his pocket and threw them out from the dark.

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