I didn't want to say anything, I didn't want to do anything, and I just looked at Quirrell quietly and seemed to be happy.

It is also unknown if Quirrell has obtained the Philosopher's Stone, judging by the current room furnishings, Dumbledore did not use the Mirror of Eris to protect the Philosopher's Stone.

"But wasn't Snape chanting a spell?" Harry couldn't believe Quirrell's words, could it be that Snape was a good man, as Dudley had said?

"Hmph, bastard!" Quirrell burst out laughing, "I'm the one who really wants to kill you. If it weren't for Snape's desire to save your life and chanting the incantation all the time, I would have thrown you to death. ”

"And your cousin, Mr. Dursley. He stared at Dudley gloomily, his face full of reluctance, "There won't be time to cast a spell on you that will ruin my gaze by filling your surroundings with clouds, in fact, if you hold on for a few more seconds, you will surely die." ”

"I didn't expect Snape to really save me. ”

"This nosy guy. Quirrell said coldly, "Otherwise, why would he be the referee for your second match?" he just wants to make sure I don't hurt you again." It's ridiculous...... In fact, he couldn't afford to spend such thoughts. With Dumbledore here, I couldn't do anything. I really admired Snape for making himself so unpopular, and the other professors thought Snape was trying to prevent Gryffindor from winning...... None of this matters, though, and I'm going to kill you tonight anyway. ”

"You're not going to be a fool, are you? Then again, you're really ridiculous. Dudley looked at Quirrell with disgust, "Stupid!"

Quirrell's manipulation wasn't ordinary, and he was a little naïve. Trying to throw Harry off his broom and fall to his death with a curse, he could have imagined how it was possible for so many people in the arena, not to mention Professor McGonagall, Professor Snape, and Miss Hooch to be present.

"You—" Quirrell glared at Dudley viciously, as if he was about to turn into a beast and swallow Dudley in one gulp, "the sharp-toothed boy. But I'm amazed at how good you are, your flames can freeze the souls of living beings, and your magic power is far greater than that of a first-year wizard. ”

Before he could finish speaking, he snapped his fingers, saying that it was too late and that it was too soon. I saw a few ropes jumping out of thin air.

"Divided!"

Suddenly, the rope broke into small sections, and no one was tied.

"You really know how to play," Tatsu disdains Quirrell's spell on the surface, but he panics inside, if he hadn't been vigilant, he might have been wiped out, and all four of them would have been neatly tied, "Are you surprised or the guy in the back of his head surprised." ”

Harry, Ron, and Hermione were nervous, and they let their guard down when they saw that Quirrell didn't have a wand in his hand.

"It's dangerous!" Ron exhaled.

They heard a chilling laugh coming from Quirrell, but Quirrell didn't laugh.

The laughter continued for a moment before it stopped, and then the voice reappeared, "Stupid enough to do so much in my time off, troll... Curse... The goal was not achieved, and it aroused suspicion. If I hadn't used Quirrell's shit, I'd have killed him a long time ago. ”

"Master......" Quirrell shuddered, and suddenly, he regained his composure, his face full of piety, "Master, I met you while traveling around the world, when I was a stupid lad with a very ridiculous idea of good and evil. It was you who pointed out my mistakes, there is no good or evil in the world, only power, and those incompetent people who cannot gain power... Since then, I've been faithful to you, but ......"

He began to tremble again and even began to cry under his breath, "I did make a mistake, I should have stolen the Philosopher's Stone from Gringotts in the first place, but I can't be blamed for that... For this, you punished me severely, but you really can't blame me for this......"

Quirrell's voice slowly fell so low that they couldn't hear it.

Dudley motioned for Harry to just watch quietly, he didn't know if Dumbledore was back now, or if he was back and was paying attention here, no matter what, it was the best chance to delay time.

However, the time did not drag on, and the voice began to speak again.

"Quiet! you shit!" the voice was very shrill and irritable, "Tell me how many things you have done, you failed to steal the Philosopher's Stone from Nicol Lemay's house, failed to steal the Philosopher's Stone at Gringotts, and let you figure out the level and you still made so many things for me, isn't it a waste?"

"Put me out, I'm going to talk face to face. ”

"Yes, master. Quirrell slowly raised his hand to untie the scarf from his head.

Dudley was frantically complaining about Dumbledore's cunning, and not only that, but he found something that frightened him, Voldemort didn't seem to be weak.

He thought about it, because of the dragon eggs, Hagrid didn't go to the Forbidden Forest to check it, which caused Voldemort to get enough unicorn blood.

This caught him off guard, and it seemed that he had to take advantage of this opportunity to sneak attack.

The large scarf on Quirrell's head fell, and his bare head looked surprisingly small. Then, slowly, he turned on the spot.

Quirrell had a face as white as chalk at the back of his head, red eyes glowing, and two long, snake-like nostrils underneath.

Hermione let out a frightened scream.

Dudley knew it was time to sneak up, and he had been secretly preparing for a long time, and he slammed the flaming flames into the terrifying face.

This graceful flame struck a nearby wall in a gorgeous arc in midair.

"This ......" Dudley had no idea that his spell would go astray.

At this point, Quirrell's left hand spun in a strange circle to face Dudley.

"You're good. Voldemort was full of appreciation, "I will leave you a chance to join me, so that you can leave a life." ”

As if confident that Dudley would agree, he ignored Dudley and stared at Harry, "Harry Potter ......" his voice was soft, as if whispering in his ear, "We meet again." ”

Harry staggered back at a loss.

"I'll give you the same chance to be loyal to me, take refuge in me... Otherwise, you'll end up like your parents... I miss them begging me for mercy before they died......" Voldemort laughed, "Loyal to me... I will rule the world. ”

"Have you gotten the Philosopher's Stone?" Dudley was afraid that Dumbledore would not be able to do the last pass.

Quirrell's body took a step to the side, and Dudley realized that Dumbledore had used it to protect the Philosopher's Stone.