Chapter 074: Two-Faced Man

The other three immediately scrambled to clean up the table, Draco and Catherine divided some defensive trinkets among the other two, and then the four of them raised their glasses together, and when they met and drank them down, a cold feeling immediately came out of their hearts, which made them shiver together.

"Let's go, lest the effect of the medicine be overdone." Harry said.

Then they drew their wands and pierced through the black flames. Behind the flames was an empty room, with the Mirror of Eris in the center of the room, and a person standing in front of the mirror.

But before they could see the man's appearance, their wands were knocked away and landed in front of the mirror.

"What a grand gift for you!" Catherine grabbed Harry, who was about to run to pick up his wand, and said unhappily, "Professor Quirrell! ”

"Quirrell!" Harry looked up at the man in dismay, "But I thought it was—Snape—"

"Severus?" Quirrell burst out laughing, not his usual high-pitched trill, but a chilling sneer. "yes, Snape doesn't look like a good guy, does he? He flew around like a giant bat, which helped us a lot. With him there, who would doubt that he could be pitiful, the stammering-stammering Professor of the Quirrell? Ha-ha-" he suddenly put away his laughter, "Of course, I really don't understand why you didn't suspect him in the first place, except for our Miss Catherine?" ”

"You probably didn't expect that," Catherine smiled, "I was there the day Gringotts was robbed, and Professor Snape was right next to me, so I didn't suspect him from the start. ”

"Then why do you suspect me?" Quirrell seemed curious.

"The shards of Gringotts' gates smell on you." Catherine's tone was calm, "And on the night of the first flying lesson, when I ran out to find Harry after the lights went out, I smelled the same smell in the foyer, and I wanted to trace it to where it came from, but it was so dark that day I saw only a man with a big head. ”

"So you're starting to doubt me?"

"Yes," Catherine said calmly, "but what really confirmed my suspicions was on Halloween Eve, that you let the trolls out to attract the attention of the others so that you could check the mechanism of the Philosopher's Stone, right?" ”

"Yes, it's just that I didn't expect Snape, who had already become suspicious of me, to rush to the fourth floor and try to stop me." Quirrell showed an angry expression, but then he calmed down, looked at Catherine and the four of them, and said in a voice that he thought was very soft, "Okay, let's stop talking nonsense, as long as you can help me get the Philosopher's Stone, I can give you anything you want, wealth, knowledge, ......"

"Will you be able to resurrect my family?" Harry interrupted him mockingly.

But Quirrell replied, "Of course! As long as there is a Philosopher's Stone, there is nothing that cannot be done. ”

"You're lying." Hermione exclaimed, "There is no magic in the world that can resurrect the dead. ”

"I can resurrect her now, if you help me take out the Philosopher's Stone." Quirrell seduced.

"She, you say my mother?" Harry wondered.

"No," Quirrell shook his head, "your sister." ”

"What did you say?" Harry exclaimed in surprise, "I have an older sister. ”

"Don't you know?" Quirrell gave a strange expression, "You do have a sister, she ......"

"She's not dead, she's just missing." Catherine interrupted Quirrell, "If she's dead, Quirrell, you won't be able to resurrect her." ”

"Catherine," Quirrell began to seduce her. "Don't you want to know where you came from? Don't want to be reunited with your brother? ”

"Do you know where I came from?" Catherine's eyes narrowed.

"That's right, as long as you help me find the Philosopher's Stone, I'll sue you."

"It's tempting." Catherine gave a mocking look, "But without your master, Quirrell, would you be able to do this?" ”

"Master, my master?" Quirrell quibbled.

"I don't think you can forget," Catherine smiled, "the master who completely made you obey his orders and scared you." ”

"I'm not afraid of him!" Quirrell roared.

Harry was puzzled, and just then, a shrill voice rang out from within Quirrell's body.

"Let me talk to her...... Talk face-to-face ......"

"Master, your body hasn't recovered yet!" Quirrell spoke up.

"That's a little bit of effort...... I still have ......"

Catherine felt as if she had been back in the Forbidden Forest on the night she had been bound by the other's magic, and she could only stand there and watch Quirrell undo his scarf, and then he turned away.

Where it should have been the back of Quirrell's head, there was a face, and it was so hideous and terrifying. The color is dead white like chalk, and the red eyes glow, and below are two long nostrils as slender as snakes.

"Catherine ......," he whispered.

Catherine was taken aback and subconsciously wanted to retreat, but couldn't move.

"Your body!" Catherine was amazed that she was still able to speak.

"Yes!" The face said, "Only shadows and vapors remained...... I can only have a body if I share a body with someone else...... But there are always those who are willing to let me into their hearts and minds......" It paused, as if to evaluate something, "I am very surprised—how did you find me?" Catherine! ”

"Gryffindor-and-Hufflepuff-after that Quidditch match," Catherine heard her voice tremble, but her body finally regained consciousness, "I followed Harry -- I heard Professor Snape -- and Quirrell's conversation, and their last words made me suspect that there was someone standing behind Quirrell, and that he was the one who instructed Quirrell to steal the Philosopher's Stone. And my encounter with you in the Forbidden Forest made me realize that you are the one who really wants the Philosopher's Stone. Her voice finally regained its steadyness.

"You are really like your mother," he said hoarsely, "as brave and clever as she is—she would not have died—but she defended your brother with her life—and now it is your turn to protect him—Catherine?" ”

"Yes." Catherine suddenly pulled Harry behind her, "I won't let you kill him again." ”

"Oh - yes - I really won't kill him - until I get the Philosopher's Stone." Voldemort smirked.

Catherine suddenly realized something, and she jerked her head to look at the Mirror of Eris, where Draco was standing.

"Malfoy!" Hermione saw it too, and she exclaimed, "What are you doing?" ”

"Stop him!" Catherine shouted.

Harry, who was closest to him, immediately rushed towards Draco, only to be blocked by an obstacle charm.

"Silent!"

Quirrell shouted, and the room immediately fell silent, except for Draco's muttering.

“…… I see the Philosopher's Stone...... I've got to get it out of here......"

As Catherine ran towards Draco, Harry suddenly turned and charged towards Quirrell.

"I see Dumbledore...... He took the Philosopher's Stone and put it in the mirror...... How do I get it? ”

Draco was still talking to himself, Hermione was still overwhelmed, Catherine had just gotten through the barrier spell, and Harry had caught Quirrell's right hand.

"Ahh Quirrell suddenly screamed and shook Harry and his wand away, and he looked painedly at his right hand, which was blistering.

"He's afraid of you!" Hermione yelled as a reminder, "Catch his hand and face!" ”

Without hesitation, Harry jumped up and grabbed Quirrell by the neck, screaming as he tried to tear Harry's hand away, only to get more blisters on his body.

"Hermione, catch!" Catherine picked up her wand from the ground and returned Hermione's to her, then pointed her wand at Quirrell and shouted, "Petrify!" ”

Hermione shouted, and Harry and Quirrell's arms snapped to their sides, their legs standing straight. Their whole bodies stiffened, and they swayed in place a few times before falling to the ground with a thud, looking like two hard planks.

Hermione ran over and flipped Harry over, his upper and lower gums locked together, unable to speak, only his eyes rolling, looking at the others in amazement, the brown-haired girl tried three times to undo Harry's full-body bondage spell.

"Tsk! It was a terrible feeling! Harry got up from the ground and said, "But it's good that you separated me from Quirrell, otherwise I would have fainted." He touched his scar with a pained expression on his face.

"It's hard to believe we've defeated—" Hermione swallowed hard, unable to continue.

"I don't think a full-body binding spell will do him." Catherine walked over and gave him back Harry's wand.

"Why?" The two Gryffindors asked, puzzled.

"Because he is—" Draco said, clutching his wand and grimacing, "the Dark Lord!" ”

"You're right!" The shrill voice came from Quirrell's body again, and several puffs of silver smoke came out of his body, and they intertwined to reveal the face that had just been attached to the back of Quirrell's head.

"I'm going to kill you!" Voldemort roared angrily.

"Ahh Hermione and Harry screamed loudly, and Draco swayed in fear, except for Catherine's sudden bright smile.

"Slytherin will not fear death, but fearless sacrifice will not be allowed!" The look on the face of the red-haired girl was as if she had seen the most beautiful thing in the world.

"Then you will sacrifice!" Voldemort yelled and lunged at Catherine, and the other three grabbed her by the arm in an attempt to pull her away, but they didn't.

This frightened all three first-year students to close their eyes, and although Catherine did not close her eyes, a pair of green wings suddenly blocked in front of her, and then, nothing happened.

When the wings were opened, Voldemort was gone, and Tracy landed lightly on her shoulder, and she looked at the doorway, where an old man with silver hair and silver beard was standing holding his wand.

"Professor Dumbledore!" Harry and Hermione shouted in surprise.

A dark figure rushed in and stopped in front of them, he was dressed as a wolf, his lips were white, and he looked at them with horror on his face.

"Professor Snape!" Catherine and Draco exclaimed in surprise.