Alder, unicorn feathers, nine feet long, curved, this is the wand that Quirinus Quirrell got at the Ollivanders wand shop.

Unicorn feathers produce the most consistent magic and are difficult to succumb to dark magic, alder itself is difficult to bend, and the owners chosen are mostly helpful and beloved, suitable for silent spells, and have a good reputation for being suitable only for wizards of the highest level......

Judging by Quirrell at this time, this wand is not a good match for him at all:

The unicorn feather's difficulty in succumbing to the dark arts was a joke in relation to his situation, the supple and elastic body of alder, the hard-to-bend alder wood, and Quirrell's own identity as a thief, the man's lackey, as a professor at Hogwarts, was trying to hurt his students......

This is a standard villain.

Neville didn't know a lot of things, he didn't know why Quirrell stole the Philosopher's Stone, he didn't know how Harry and Hermione got caught, he didn't know what Snape's identity was if Quirrell was a real thief, and he didn't know if Dumbledore knew Quirrell was a thief.

After all, Neville had never been smart, and it was normal for him not to know that.

But because he was Neville, he knew what he was supposed to do:

Save your friends, protect the Philosopher's Stone, and catch the thief by the way if you can.

"Smack!"

Quirrell snapped his fingers, and Harry and Hermione rose quickly upwards until they reached the ceiling. The room is a domed structure, and the highest point is more than 10 meters above the ground. Harry and Hermione remained motionless from beginning to end, unable to even blink their eyes, apparently under the Petrification Charm. And if they fall from that height, death awaits them.

After all, not everyone can be as non-human as Neville.

Quirrell's attention was on Neville, and he was able to catch his breath when he was done with the fact that Neville had been standing still.

He had done all he could to prepare for Neville, but the protective spell he was best at couldn't keep him alive under Neville's fist for more than three seconds.

If it weren't for the hole cards, if it weren't for the fact that he had to get the Philosopher's Stone, Quirrell wouldn't have chosen to be Neville's enemy at all, at least not as he was now.

"Where's the Philosopher's Stone?" Quirrell asked.

"I don't know. ”

Neville shook his head, he was telling the truth, and that was all he could say.

Quirrell apparently didn't think Neville would know where the Philosopher's Stone was, and when he entered, he saw Neville carrying the large mirror and trying to leave. If Neville had already gotten the Philosopher's Stone, there was no need to do anything more, apparently he really hadn't gotten the Philosopher's Stone, but it must have something to do with the mirror.

As for Neville's misleading intentions, Quirrell really didn't think Neville could do it.

Neville was going to take the mirror with him and go back and study it slowly, but Quirrell couldn't do so, as he wasn't sure if the mirror was thrown by Dumbledore by mistake, but just a smoke bomb.

Quirrell would certainly be willing to inspect the room if he could, and he was sure that man would be able to break through Dumbledore's defenses and get the Philosopher's Stone.

However, Neville was clearly an obstacle, and as long as he was here, Quirrell wouldn't dare to go within ten paces of him, let alone look closely.

After a moment of silence, Quirrell said to Neville, "Now turn around, don't look back, until you reach the opposite wall." ”

Why?

Neville didn't speak, but his expression was clearly asking the question. It wasn't Defence Against the Dark Arts now, and Quirrell didn't feel the need to explain it to Neville, he just coldly urged:

"Let's go!"

Neville turned around and walked towards the other side, not looking up, so he didn't see Harry and Hermione's eyes popping out. If they could still speak at the moment, they would say the same thing:

"Be careful!"

Quirrell's wand was raised again, swiping a few times in the air, and there was an eerie green light at the tip of the wand, like a ghost fire born in a pile of bones, full of ominous and dead silence.

While there were some spells Quirrell could do without a wand, he had to use a wand because he couldn't afford to fail to cast a spell. With some knowledge gained from that person, plus his own talent and hard work, he managed to skip the step of shouting the spell, and now it was much more hidden.

The spell was about to be completed, and Quirrell's face was grim, but the smile quickly froze and even turned into horror.

"Smack!"

As Neville walked over to the mirror, he suddenly lifted his foot and kicked the base of the mirror. The force of his kick was very skillful, and the mirror rose off the ground and slammed into the nearest pillar, castrating extremely quickly. Neville's feet stomped heavily on the ground, and the whole person flew straight up like a rocket, and directly above him were Hermione and Harry.

"Damn it!"

Quirrell cursed viciously, the spell was almost complete, but if he insisted, the mirror would crash against the pillar. He didn't dare to bet on whether the mirror would be shattered, but it was not something he could do to distract him and keep the mirror without terminating the [Curse].

"Rubbish!"

A shout rang out, and Quirrell's staff-holding arm, which had been about to stop, continued to wave, and the other arm was raised to lightly touch the mirror that was about to crash into the column.

The mirror seemed to be grabbed by an unknown hand, dragging it toward Quirrell. The green light of the Reaper Curse shot towards the ceiling, where Neville had just caught Hermione as it fell downward, but his unsuspecting back was exposed to the deadly green light.

Not only that, Quirrell's wand was aimed at Harry on the other side, and Harry, who was tied into a dumpling, flew towards Quirrell as if attracted by a magnet.

【Caught!】

Neville was overjoyed when he touched Hermione, but an extremely strong electric current suddenly hit him, his body trembled slightly, and his hair stood on end, but he still didn't let go of his hand.

Quirrell was insidious and cunning, manipulating both Hermione and Harry, triggering a spell on contact, and an almost high-voltage current would instantly attack the nearest person.

With his back to Quirrell, Neville didn't see the trail of the green light, but he could feel the horror of the spell, and he had already noticed it before it was finished.

Neville waved his wand, a subtle little movement he'd connected hundreds of times, like instinct. With the dance of his wand, he whispered the spell he had already thought of:

"Yuga Dim Leviosa!"

This was Neville's emergency measure, and if he could only catch one, the other would have to use the spell to save him. But Quirrell's reaction was almost the same as before, and the original spell continued to be released, distracting himself to hold the mirror in place, and at the same time he was able to get Harry back back, and now Neville had to use this spell to dodge the curse.

Falling downward, Neville and Hermione suddenly gained an upward thrust, unlike Professor Flitwick's demonstration in class, which was like a giant grabbing something and throwing it upwards.

"Bang!"

Neville's back slammed into the ceiling, and there was a spider web-like crack behind him, and if he hadn't adjusted his position, Hermione would have been killed instead of being killed.

The green light of the Reaper Curse shot straight at the wall at the end of the room, and although it didn't succeed in killing Neville, the mirror and Harry were in control at the moment, so Quirrell felt that it was a good loss.

As a result, a confident Quirrell began to take revenge on Neville, who had a nice object at hand.

Quirrell was confident,

Quirrell felt that he had a great advantage,

Quirrell held out his claws to Harry......