"Professor, are you sure you want to go?"

After listening to Quearns's story, in fact, there was already a faint fear in the young professor's heart.

It's just that, in addition to this fear, another idea of not admitting defeat has quietly risen.

Seeing his tangled appearance, Queens smiled again, his smile was very contemptuous, and he said disdainfully: "Professor Quirrell, you, shouldn't you be afraid to go?"

"Who said I wouldn't dare go?!"

It seemed to be a conditioned reflex, and the moment he heard Quinnes' disdainful tone, Professor Quirrell shouted directly and asked, "Mr. Quinns, where is that place? You tell me, I'll go over here!"

"Hahaha, I know that the professor has the courage to do it, you know, you are the professor of the Curse Defense class, it's just a few rumors, what's so scary, right?"

Queens looked flatteringly in admiration, and mockery flashed in the depths of his eyes again.

"Of course, Mr. Quinnes, now you can tell me where you saw the cochineal oak and the mandosawa?"

Seemingly inspired by himself, Professor Quirrell was now full of courage and confidence.

"Haha, Professor, that place is in the dark forest of Albania, but due to the existence of the dark forces there, I didn't remember the location, probably in the southeast region, you can focus on it there. Queens laughed and gave the exact directions.

Professor Quirrell nodded happily and thanked him, "Thank you so much Mr. Quinnes, if I can harvest it this time, I will definitely give you a specimen that I made myself!"

"Ah, then I'll congratulate you in advance! Professor Quirrell. ”

Quinns nodded, and then quietly added in his heart, if you come back, it will be the professor's own words...

With a wave of his hand, the soundproof barrier was removed, and the noise of the Leaky Cauldron Bar was heard again.

"Huh, Quinns, what kind of gift is it, and it's so mysterious?"

"Isn't it, can't even we listen?"

"Aha, Professor, don't let this kid fool you!"

"Professor Quirrell, what did this kid Queens tell you? Haha, can you tell the big guy?"

Many drinkers sensed the disappearance of the noise barrier and ridiculed one after another.

"Where do you get all this nonsense!"

Queens glared at everyone and said angrily, but it attracted more crazy ridicule from everyone.

And the protagonist of everyone's conversation, the young professor, unknowingly left the Leaky Cauldron Bar.

Back in his own dwelling, Professor Quirrell's mood calmed down a little, he was not as restless as he had just been, and there was a faint trace of remorse in his heart.

O Dark Forest!

That's a dark forest!

It is also a place that has become a taboo place in recent years.

That's right.

There was indeed an aura of dark spells in that place.

Sitting in his room, Quirrell pondered whether or not he wanted to go to the Dark Forest.

Although he loves to travel and collect more specimens of exotic flowers and plants, he is not crazy and does not put himself at risk in pursuit of these things.

When he was at Hogwarts, he was known for his timidity in the school.

Of course.

His level of spell defense practice is precisely because of this, which is why he is so weak.

Wait a minute!

Spell defense?

Curse Defense Professor?

Belch.

Isn't that an opportunity?

Faintly, the young professor seemed to hear a faint voice in his ears.

The voice was ethereal.

whispered in his ear, tempting...

This time.

It seems to be a very, very good opportunity!

A chance to prove yourself!

Unconsciously.

The confusion and worry in Professor Quirrell's eyes faded and replaced with a determined expression.

After simply packing up his salute, Professor Quirrell left his home directly through Floo.com—he doesn't know the illusion spell...

In fact, before he applied for a job with Professor Dumbledore, he was already experimenting with various experiments around the world.

Prior to this year, he had actually sent Dumbledore more than one job application, but not for a professorship in the Curse Defense Section.

Moreover, since there were no vacancies for professors in the relevant subjects, Professor Quirrell's cover letter may not have been seen by Dumbledore.

When it comes to outdoor adventures, the young Professor Quirrell is timid, but he is already an experienced expert.

In the dwelling where he lived, there were many places that he used to store the wildflower specimens that he had collected from all over the world.

With his luggage, Professor Quirrell made his way through customs and through the Floo Net to the dark forests of Albania.

Compared to the mortal world, in the world of the sorcerer and the qi refiner, distance will never be the biggest obstacle to two people from meeting.

Of course, in modern society, distance is also not an obstacle for people to meet.

Professor Quirrell didn't go straight into the Dark Forest, but instead went to the town outside the Dark Forest first.

Here, Professor Quirrell intends to inquire about the rumors about the Dark Forest first.

After all, he knew a few things about the forest, but those were just gossip.

It was even a small snippet of the words of some sorcerers.

He never looked into it.

I've never paid attention to this either.

Entering the town, Professor Quirrell checked into a small inn, perhaps because it was too early, and there weren't many guests in the hotel lobby at this time - whether it was the Western Continent or the Eastern Continent, a tavern and an inn were basically the same thing.

The lobby of the hotel is a small bar.

Professor Quirrell packed up his salute and went downstairs again, sitting down at the bar.

This bar looks much dirtier than the Leaky Cauldron, but it's much cleaner than Hogsmeade's Hogsmeade.

Of course, for any Hogwarts graduate, any pub is cleaner than the Hogwarts Bar!

"Boss, have a butterbeer!"

Sitting at the bar, Professor Quirrell greeted the bar owner.

"Okay sir, wait a minute. ”

The bar owner was not young, with a full beard, and after answering heartily, he poured his wine and asked, "This gentleman looks at the noodles, this is the first time you have come here?"

"Well, it's the first time I've been here. ”

Professor Quirrell nodded calmly, there was nothing to hide.

"Why, you don't want to go to the Dark Forest too, do you?"

Slapping the butterbeer on the table, the barkeeper pushed it in front of Professor Quirrell, guessing curiously.

"Uh-huh, is there a lot of people going to this dark forest?"

Professor Quirrell grabbed the one in the barkeeper's words, curious.

"Not really, a lot of people came a few years ago, and the Spell Guild sent people in. The bar owner poured himself a glass of beer and sipped it as he recalled, "It's just that for several years in a row, no trace of that mysterious person has been found in the dark forest, so not many people have gone in recent years." ”

"Hmm, why didn't anyone go?"

Professor Quirrell didn't quite understand, a few years ago, many people went because there were rumors that a mysterious person was hiding there.

However, now that the mysterious man is hiding there, why is there still no one going?

"Well, it's still that mysterious man!" the barkeeper sighed and said slowly, "Originally, there were some herbs in the Dark Forest, and at the same time, there were not so many dangers in the forest. ”

"At that time, the people of our town were very wealthy on the forest. ”

"It's a pity that since the rise of the mysterious people, many dark and evil creatures have been gathered, and at that time, the dark forest has become a gathering place for those evil creatures, so even if the mysterious people have not appeared for a long time, even if the people of the Spell Association have dealt with it many times, they still haven't been able to completely solve this problem. ”

"So... You see, there aren't any inhabitants in the town right now. ”

After listening to the barkeeper's words, Professor Quirrell nodded abruptly, and then asked again, "But, how did I listen to what you just meant, there are many people coming here recently?"

"Well, that's true. The bar owner pursed his mouth, and there was some confusion between his eyebrows, "It's strange to say, in the past half a month, there have been a lot of people coming, and I don't know why they went to that forest." ”

"The last half a month?"

Professor Quirrell also wondered why there were suddenly a lot more people going to the Dark Forest in the space of half a month.

Later, he consulted the bar owner about the Dark Forest, and the two of them had a good conversation.

Merely.

Neither of the two people in the conversation noticed that in the corner of the bar hall, a man with a hood on his head had a strange smile on his lips when he saw Professor Quirrell's figure.

The next day, the young professor, who was ready to work, said goodbye to the bar owner and, with his blessings, walked slowly towards the dark forest.

Not long after he left, a drinker quietly left, and a phantom shifted into the dark forest first.

The drinker appeared in a dark corner of the forest, and he couldn't help but shudder at the thick dark aura around him.

Suppressing the fear in his heart, the drinker subconsciously rubbed his palms, and then walked quickly towards the deeper depths of the darker aura.

As his footsteps deepened, the dark aura around him became more and more intense, and even the sunlight that originally swayed down between the branches and branches above gradually disappeared, as if swallowed by the darkness.

Before he could get closer, a shadow rolled in the place where the dark aura was at its strongest, and then turned into a huge face.

The face was terrifying, there was not a single hair on the pale face, no hair, no eyebrows, not even the nose, it was completely absent, only two narrow slits, and the whole face was like a skeleton.

Seeing the appearance of this face, the drinker hurriedly knelt down on one knee, and at the same time lowered his head, with an unusually respectful attitude.

"Hmm, what's the matter?"

The sound like the roar of a poisonous snake sounded quietly, echoing in the dark space, and the dark aura around it seemed to have been affected in some way, fluctuating in an orderly manner with this sound.

The drinker's body shook, and his head hung even lower.

"Returning to the great master, according to the instructions of Deacon Jax, the target has successfully entered the dark forest, and at present, he has successfully entered this forest. ”

"Oh, this guy has done something useful. ”

The serpent's roar echoed, and from his rising pitch you could feel that he seemed to be somewhat satisfied.

This relieved the ever-nervous drinkers a little.

"But..."

As soon as these two words came out, the drinker became nervous again, and couldn't help but hold his breath, for fear that punishment would come at any time.

"Forget it, when I recover from my injuries, I'll teach him a good lesson. ”

"I want to see who gave him the courage to dare to plan privately, to dare to attack Harry Potter!"

"The most important thing. ”

"You even let that little guy run away?!"

"Huh. ”

The serpent's voice was filled with anger, and the drinker hung his head tightly, controlling his body, not daring to make the slightest sound or movement.

Around him, the dark aura was accompanied by the sound of the rage, setting off a storm of tyranny around him.

I don't know how long it took, but the aura around me calmed down again.

The drinker still maintained a cautious movement.

Suddenly.

A spell was like a sharp blade, stabbing at the drinker, although he didn't release his sense, but as a high-level spell master, he still had his own sixth sense, and instantly sensed the spell attack that came from the attack.

But.

Under the suppression of the dark aura around him, he didn't dare to make any resistance at all.

Burst!

The spell smoothly pierced the drinker's body.

However.

This spell attack has no damage effect.

On the contrary, it even faintly loosened the chain in the depths of the drinker's heart.

"Alright, let's go down. ”

"Remember, make sure that guy comes over smoothly!"

The cold voice sounded again, but this time, it made the drinker like a pardon, his head lowered again, and after respectfully thanking him, he slowly got up.

"Thank you, Master!"

"Please rest assured, the subordinates will definitely send the target to you smoothly!"

After speaking, the drinker did not dare to turn around, so he bowed and retreated, step by step, slowly, backwards behind him.

Until the dark aura around him is no longer so strong.

Until a little bit of sunlight begins to appear around the body.

The drinker wiped the sweat from his forehead and straightened his waist as if relieved.

Subsequently.

After a short rest, he directly activated the True Yuan Force, and his figure disappeared in place in an instant.