Chapter Ninety-One: Hell Difficulty Trapdoor Panel Level

When a person is accustomed to eating delicacies from the mountains and seas, he will occasionally think that cabbage and tofu are delicious, but he will never be so heavy as to think that swill is delicious.

If there is such a thing around, the advice here is to send it to a psychiatric hospital immediately, don't delay the condition!

Although Qiu's singing voice has not yet reached the level of "delicacies of the mountains and seas", the voice is full of the cheerfulness and purity of a girl, and it also has a unique flavor.

In Cedric's words: "Autumn is more than enough to be the lead singer in the pop music group 'Naughty Leprechaun'." ”

They are good at using exaggerated rhetorical techniques to describe things that were originally two or three points into eight or nine points, and even worse, tanks can become fairies......

Fortunately, this time he didn't exaggerate so much, and Qiu's singing voice was really good.

You let a three-headed dog get used to hearing Qiu's song, and then go to Pinhag that doesn't even roar in tune, let alone sleep, the soul can be scared out.

We have to come to a conclusion: Hagrid is clearly drunk and blows all sorts of blows on the wine floor.

It's not illegal to brag, but this kind of behavior of his can hurt Quirrell.

Lu Wei was still sleepy, but now he is completely awake, and he can't wake up anymore, and even the more he listens, the more he listens.

It stared at Quirrell, roared, and rushed over with its teeth and claws.

Before Quirrell could react, he fell to the ground with a sore chest.

Louwe bit Quirrell's head and dragged his body around the ground like a toy.

At that moment, Quirrell even had the heart to die. It wasn't that he didn't want to resist, but that the beast's claws knocked his wand away.

The scariest thing is that Lu Wei never brushes his teeth, and the taste in his mouth almost suffocates him!

Even Voldemort, who had fallen into a deep sleep, was awakened again.

He also looked confused, what does this mean?

Twenty minutes ago, he was still in the Forbidden Forest to show his might, and he and Dumbledore were five or five, and in the blink of an eye, even a dog could bully him!

Quirrell ...... You're undercover!!

No matter how Voldemort cursed, Quirrell just didn't move, and Lowe quickly lost interest.

When it got tired of playing, it dragged the "toy" for a distance and fell into the corner like garbage.

Hagrid, a scheming, will even use tricks to dig holes!

Fortunately, Voldemort was not a vegetarian either, and he roared, "Fool, food! ”

This is planned Plan B.

That's what Hagrid usually eats.

The food is a string of bacon hanging from Hagrid's eaves, which has the smell of Hagrid.

Three-headed dogs don't eat strangers' things, but they certainly eat food with Hagrid's scent.

Quirrell scrambled to his feet, pulled the bacon out of his pocket, and threw it off the distance.

He mixed a large number of powerful sleeping pills in it, that is, the fire dragon would fall asleep after eating it, and he didn't believe that Lu Wei would sleep after eating.

Smelling Hagrid's scent, Lu Wei rushed over, picked up the bacon from the ground and swallowed it in one bite.

A moment later, Lu Wei staggered as if he had drunk fake wine, and finally fell to the ground.

Quirrell wiped the blood from his face and quickly opened the trapdoor panel, which was pitch black.

"Is the investigation clear?" Voldemort asked unapprehensively.

Quirrell smiled, "The investigation is clear, master." Below this is Sprout's devil's net, which is to leave a buffer for people.

Rest assured, I am the best at dealing with this plant! ”

After Quirrell finished speaking, he didn't think much about it, and directly jumped down and began to free fall.

After about two seconds, I only heard a "pop"!

Immediately after, Quirrell's heart-rending screams rang out.

Ahhhh

There were no devil's nets, no pools, no trampolines, only cold marble floors, and a pool of warm blood left on the ground.

"I broke my leg." Quirrell clutched his left leg and whimpered in pain.

If Quirrell's physics were good enough, he could deduce that he had fallen nearly twenty meters high.

jumped down from such a high place, and actually didn't fall to death, but only broke his left leg, I have to say...... Merlin still favors him!

"Idiot!" Voldemort roared, "Didn't you say there is a devil's net down there? ”

Quirrell wept bitterly, and he pleaded in pain, "Master, shall we go back?" Please......"

"Hurry up, we're here, the Philosopher's Stone is ahead!" Voldemort said sternly. "Take the Philosopher's Stone, and I'll give you eternal life!"

"But...... My left leg is broken. Quirrell wailed.

"Hurry up and use the restorer!"

Quirrell's wand lit up, illuminating the entire space below, and he caught a glimpse of two rows of writing on the wall:

- Guess who I am?

It is followed by a Slytherin logo.

- Snape is here!

Quirrell scolded, "It must have been Snape's stealing of the devil's net."

I've heard Sprout say that Snape is so slamming that he wants to get everything good back to his medicine pantry.

This dead ghost who kills a thousand knives!

I should have killed him when I knocked him unconscious. ”

It turned out to be Quirrell in the Forbidden Forest, knocking Professor Snape unconscious and hanging him from a tree.

Quirrell cursed, quickly took the potion out of his pocket and applied it to the wound.

But Lou Wei's teeth contain toxins, and the restorative is useless for this injury, let alone treating his broken left leg.

After an unknown amount of time, Quirrell dragged one leg and slowly walked towards the next room.

He soon entered a brightly lit room, and countless keys that shone like jewels flapped their wings and flew around the room.

Quirrell finds a few broomsticks in the corner.

He looked at the broom and was speechless, it was actually the Comet 250 eliminated by the school!

Is this thing ridden by a human?

But some rides are better than no rides, not to mention that he broke a leg, which is just the right thing to use.

Quirrell rode his broomstick and kicked his right foot into the air, charging into the dense array of keys.

As a student, Quirrell wasn't a member of the Ravenclaw Quidditch team, but he was the hidden king.

It's just that he's low-key and doesn't like to show off!

It's time to show off the real skill, believe it or not, he'll be able to grab that key in a minute?!

Quirrell Fei also rushed straight in,

"Ahh

The moment he hit the key, he screamed in pain.

"It burned me!" Quirrell groaned, sucking on his blistering fingers.

"Who added the fire curse!" Voldemort said angrily.

"It must be Flitwick's dead dwarf!" Quirrell cursed in despair.

In his sight, something unusual was soon discovered.

The key he had just touched actually burst out of more than twenty keys in the air.

Before, the keys flew in the air, never touching other keys, and there were more than twenty more at once, squeezing the other keys, and then continuing to copy the keys.

It's like a nesting doll.

"You even added a copy charm?!"

Quirrell politely greeted Professor Flitwick's multi-generational immediate family.

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