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Chapter 202 Quirrell’s Suffering Day

"Harry, actually I've wanted to ask for a long time, is this big wooden stick the wand you chose?"

On the corridor of a hotel in Diagon Alley, Hagrid was helping Harry move a lot of materials into the house, while holding Harry's new wand and asking speechlessly.

Hagrid swore that he had seen so many young wizards.

There has never been a person as full of personality as Harry. After all, he would probably believe this big wooden stick if it was said to be a weapon of the giants.

In response, Harry, who gently stroked the snow-white owl in his arms, just nodded slightly and did not explain much.

He was afraid that if he told Hagrid about his experience in Ollivander's wand shop, his elder friend would spread the news throughout Hogwarts at an incredible speed.

Actually.

The wands Harry bought at Ollivander's were far more than the one in front of him, and even describing them as a bundle was a bit underestimating him.

Maybe it's the benefits that come with being a time traveler, or maybe it's because the composition of his soul is extremely complex.

All in all, almost all wands showed a gesture of surrender to him.

After constantly trying out half of the store's wands and watching the bursts of golden light emerging from the wands, Ollivander finally squatted on the ground like a lunatic and let out strange laughter, and kept saying: He was muttering some strange words like "I understand, I understand".

Of course, these adverse effects aside.

It was precisely because of this abnormal performance that when Harry asked to buy more wands, Ollivander had a tangled look on his face, but he still agreed to Harry's unreasonable request.

Maybe this has something to do with his wealth, but no matter what, he got a satisfactory harvest at Ollivander's Wand Shop.

As for the owl in Harry's arms, it was Hagrid's birthday gift specially chosen for him, a well-behaved snowy owl named Hedwig.

Harry's friendly attitude towards small animals soon gained Hedwig's friendship.

From the way this little owl clung to Harry, it could be seen that she was undoubtedly very satisfied with her new owner.

"So Hagrid, are you leaving soon?"

Seeing Hagrid's speechless expression as he looked at the cane, Harry decisively chose to change the subject.

And such a trick obviously has an unparalleled effect on the simple-minded Hagrid.

"Well, after I send you to your room, I will go to Hogwarts to report the situation. After all, Dumbledore also cares about you."

Hagrid said as he reached out a hand and touched Harry's head with a smile.

"But don't worry, I will visit you often during the month before school starts."

Since Harry had awakened the memory of his past life and beat up Vernon on his birthday, he had no intention of returning to that oppressive environment before the start of school.

After some discussion with Hagrid, Harry decided to rent a house in Diagon Alley for a month and learn magic on his own.

Although Hagrid also said that he would take Harry directly to Hogwarts, Harry refused this proposal on the grounds that he wanted to get familiar with life in the wizarding world outside of school.

Harry knew that he had a mission target to kill Quirrell before the start of school, but it would be difficult to do so if he returned to Hogwarts.

While the two were talking, an exquisite room finally appeared in Harry's sight.

An empty and bright room, exquisite wooden furniture and even a magic mop that cleans itself.

Compared with the small and dusty cubicle that Harry once had, all of this seemed as beautiful as a dream.

"Hey, I knew you would like this."

Seeing the sudden glint in Harry's eyes, Hagrid couldn't help but touch his nose proudly.

Seeing Harry's satisfied reaction at this moment, he felt that his half month's salary in rent was well spent.

Looking at the spacious room and Hagrid who was looking at him with a smile, Harry stepped forward without saying anything and gave the other person a heavy hug.

"Thank you, Hagrid."

After having the memories of his past, he felt that he had become strong enough to ignore the harsh treatment he had received from the Dursleys.

But after feeling the warmth Hagrid brought him, Harry discovered that this kind of family-like care was what he had always longed for.

For Harry, Hagrid is undoubtedly his only friend in the world.

"Okay, okay, Harry, you are already a big guy, and you are much stronger than I was when I was a kid."

Slightly choked and out of breath, Hagrid patted Harry on the shoulder, turned around and left, and continued.

"Well, I'll go back first. You are the most sensible child I have ever seen. I believe that even you alone will never act recklessly."

When he reached the door, Hagrid turned back and waved to Harry again, somewhat uneasy.

"I'll be back soon tomorrow, you."

But before Hagrid could finish speaking, Harry gave the other party a reassuring look.

"Don't worry, I won't mess around."

After all, everything he wanted to do was premeditated and planned. How could it be said to be random?
Hagrid, who was completely unaware of this, just felt that Harry was more reliable than him. He immediately put down all his worries and said goodbye to Harry again with a smile.

"Oh okay, see you tomorrow Harry."

"See you tomorrow."

As Hagrid's figure gradually disappeared at the door of the hotel, Hedwig, who was held in Harry's arms and caressed, suddenly got goosebumps all over her body for no reason.

Then she looked up and saw an inexplicable and strange smile on her new master's face, which made her eagle body tremble.

"Okay, now that Hagrid has left, it's time to start taking official action. The next thing you should do is buy a gun first, right? You should try the medicine first."

As he spoke, Harry took out a strange dropper from somewhere and stretched it towards the little owl in his arms.

"Here, Hedwig, do me a little favor, please. Open your mouth."

"∑(ΦдΦllll!!!"

this moment.

Looking at Harry with a kind smile on his face, Hedwig suddenly felt that she had been happy too early.

The sun sets in the west and the moonlight becomes darker.

A figure wrapped in a black robe slowly appeared on the streets of Diagon Alley.

Today was undoubtedly an unlucky day for Quirrell.

Because today, he was about to start a dangerous plan to go to Gringotts to steal the Philosopher's Stone.

Although his master, Voldemort, had arranged all the plans for him, once things were revealed, it would mean that his wizarding career would be completely over. It was really difficult to make him happy under such risks.More importantly, his experience in the Leaky Cauldron today was definitely not good luck.

First, he was entangled by some strange gangsters, and then he was accidentally doused with wine by the bartender.

This made the somewhat superstitious Quirrell think that today was not a good day for action.

But obviously, the Voldemort in his head didn't think so.

"Hurry up and get things done, or I will control your body to act on your own now!"

Under the coercion of his unscrupulous boss, Quirrell finally slowly entered the confines of Gringotts.

And poor Quirrell obviously didn't notice at all that everything he experienced in the Leaky Cauldron today was related to a mastermind behind the scenes.

And the mastermind behind the scenes was holding a telescope from the Muggle world and quietly started his secret observation on the rooftop.

Although he was still a little uneasy, everything that followed after Quirrell entered Gringotts went extremely smoothly, which undoubtedly greatly relaxed him.

The goblin agent, who had used the soul control spell in advance, led him into the underground vault without any flaws and then passed out. Vault No. 713 also appeared in his sight.

Next, as long as the vault in front of you is opened according to Voldemort's instructions, then today's mission will be completely over.

And he will also become one of the few legends in the history of magic who has sneaked into Gringotts to steal without being discovered. Thinking about it, he is really amazing!

Thinking of this, Quirrell couldn't help but feel a little warm in his stomach.

No, why is it the stomach?

At this moment, Quirrell finally felt that things were not as simple as he imagined.

"Idiot, hurry up and open the vault door according to my method!"

Voldemort's cold voice kept coming from the turban on the back of Quirrell's head, but even so, the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor was still completely frozen in place as if he was deaf.

Unable to see Voldemort, Quirrell's already pale face was beginning to turn blue and distort at a speed visible to the naked eye.

A feeling of wanting to burst into life had completely taken over his brain.

As the saying goes, you can travel a thousand miles by holding your urine, but you can't travel even an inch by holding your urine.

Jiang Chen's improved laxative not only can control the burst time independently according to the dose, but it is also powerful and powerful, which is very consistent with his macho image.

But this was a bad crime for Quirrell.

At this moment, he didn't dare to move at all.

The ever-expanding pressure on his sphincter had reached the limit of his sanity.

And the next moment, the last straw that broke the camel's back finally appeared behind Quirrell.

The hot breath blew away Quirrell's turban in an instant like a violent typhoon, and Voldemort, who was attached to the back of Quirrell's head, was completely shocked by the astonishing scene in front of him.

Standing behind them was the white dragon guarding Gringotts' underground vault. Unexpectedly, this white dragon had broken free from its chains and approached them with a maniacal look on its face, dripping with saliva.

As for why Voldemort could see so many dragon micro-expressions, it was naturally not because he had any strange titles such as Master of Magical Beasts, but because the ferocious dragon spear of the white dragon in front of him was about to hit his face.

Voldemort swore that he had never experienced such an explosion in his entire life, so he couldn't help but froze for a moment.

What should the Dark Lord do if he is attracted by the White Dragon?
Wait online, hurry up! ! !
When powerful laxatives and love potions are combined, the effect will be extremely explosive. Today, Quirrell finally experienced it personally.

The sour feeling that hits the front and back together, as well as the trampling on the dignity and morality of normal people, are simply terrifying content that even nightmares would not dare to appear in.

However, after a long and torturous battle in the shit bath, the powerful wizard finally escaped from Gringotts through the secret passage prepared in advance.

In the dark alley at this moment, a short goblin was covering his wounds in embarrassment and moving quickly away from Gringotts.

It can be clearly identified from the indescribable smell. This embarrassed goblin is obviously the shape that Quirrell transformed after using the compound potion.

After experiencing this series of extremely outrageous experiences, and the discovery at the last moment that vault No. 713 was empty.

No matter how slow they were, Quirrell and Voldemort realized that they must have fallen into a conspiracy.

What's even more frightening is that even the Dark Lord Voldemort, who once dominated the wizarding world, has no idea of ​​the mastermind behind this incident.

This is undoubtedly the most terrifying thing.

It was really hard for him to imagine what kind of talent had appeared in the magic world during his weak years that could plan such an outrageous plan.

In this oppressive silence, Voldemort couldn't help but think.

If he could have made such an unlimited plan back then, I am afraid that the magic world would have ruled the world under his control.

At this moment, Quirrell suppressed the fear in his voice and finally spoke suddenly as if he remembered something.

"Master, we were targeted when we were at the Leaky Cauldron!"

After thinking about it for so long, he finally realized when he had been tricked.

When he was pestered by those gangsters in the bar, he might have been given laxatives and love potions in his food.

but
He is confident that his usual disguise is absolutely perfect. In the eyes of outsiders, he is just a poor teacher who stutters.

Who would notice his abnormality?
The more he thought about this, the more fear he felt in Quirrell's heart.

Because he discovered that even the Dark Lord, who once made the wizarding world fearful, had fallen into silence at this moment.

This is undoubtedly an enemy that is deeper and more terrifying than the Demon of Downs!

escape!We must escape quickly! ! !
Thinking of this, Quirrell's pace couldn't help but become a few minutes faster.

All the goblins in Gringotts had already been restrained by the crazy white dragon. As long as he could leave the apparated and sealed area before being discovered by the goblins, he would still have a chance to figure everything out.

After all, even the mastermind behind the scenes couldn't have done such an outrageous thing in Hogwarts under Dumbledore's nose!

However, just when Quirrell's focus was entirely on leaving this sad place.

However, he didn't notice that a snow-white owl had locked eyes with him strangely.

And with the owl approaching very quickly in the direction of Quirrell.

A pitch-black barrel also quietly pointed from the shadows at the fleeing Quirrell.

next moment.

The scorching firelight and thunderous gunshots instantly echoed in the narrow alley.

boom----!
(End of this chapter)