Why is it because of Elena Kaslana again?!

Wait a minute...... So, isn't it because of the poaching of unicorns?

Yes! I almost forgot!

As a Philosopher's Stone maker who has lived for hundreds of years, "Paracelsus" may have used more magical animal materials than he had ever seen in his life, but he was just a wild unicorn, and he was not going to find fault with a beast.

After hearing the old wizard's voice, several thoughts flashed through Quirinus Quirrell's mind.

Is that the reason......

Quirinus Quirrell and Voldemort breathed a sigh of relief, which was much easier.

After all, although they were a little aggrieved and embarrassed, they had been in a situation of being beaten passively throughout the short firefight, and strictly speaking, they had never met the little guy at once.

Finally, when it was time to start fighting back, Elena summoned a three-headed dog from her chest and drove him all over the field, busy collecting the dirt stained with unicorn blood on the ground before it was too late, let alone impossible to fight back.

“...... Professor Quirrell, I said it. If you dare to hurt that child, I'll kill ...... with my own hands."

"Wait! I haven't even touched a hair of her!"

However, before Grindelwald could finish speaking, the young Defence Against the Dark Arts professor suddenly took the initiative to remove the wand in his hand, turned to look at the old wizard, and said loudly with a little humiliation and a bit of anger.

"From beginning to end! from beginning to end...... She's beating me!"

"Huh?!Is that so?"

Grindelwald's face froze, and the momentum that had been brewed was interrupted again.

It was only now that Gellert Grindelwald finally had the leisure to see the tragic situation of the young wizard in front of him.

If Quirinus Quirrell had said something else, Grindelwald might have hesitated, but the old devil believed most of the cries in the tone of the "victim" almost immediately.

The poor Defence Against the Dark Arts professor is no longer simply embarrassed.

As Halloween approaches, the temperature in the Scottish Highlands has already dropped to the lowest level of the year, and even in autumn clothes can sometimes feel the slightest coolness, but Quirrell is now only covered with a tattered undershirt.

As the bleak forest wind blew, Grindelwald could see very clearly that the young wizard shivered unconsciously.

The clothes on Quirinus Quirrell's chest and abdomen had long since shredded into strips of torn cloth, and the exposed skin was an unnatural blur of flesh and blood, and if it weren't for the unknown silver magic that covered it, this wound alone would have been enough to render most humans incapacitated at all.

Grindelwald, who had personally taught and witnessed how Elena turned an ordinary explosive spell into a destructive spell that was almost akin to the level of the Dark Arts, knew that Quirrell's wound was most likely the handiwork of the white-haired ball.

Undoubtedly, this is the reason why Elena triggered the unbreakable oath.

Although it is not clear the specific situation at that time, but from the situation of the contract, at least Gellert Grindelwald is certain that Elena was definitely the first to attack.

And judging from Quirrell's tragic situation, it must still be the same sneak attack as always.

But......

Grindelwald narrowed his eyes, and just as Quirrell thought the old man was about to ask more questions, the old wizard raised his wand without warning and pointed forward, a scorching beam of magic brushing his cheek and striking the trees behind him.

"Maybe it didn't hit it. But you fought back, didn't you?"

Looking at the young wizard in front of him who narrowly escaped his spell again, Gellert Grindelwald raised his eyebrows with interest, whispered slowly, and with a tap of the wand in his hand, several more spells flew forward.

"And you should have shown a certain amount of threat, otherwise the kid would not have taken the initiative to release the three-headed dog, Elena's lack of injury only shows that she is lucky, and her strength is barely passable......"

"Oh, don't look at me with that look of astonishment, or would you like to hear something, meaningless sympathy and patient judgment of right and wrong...... I'm sorry, but that's Dumbledore's way of doing things, not mine. ”

Unlike Albus Dumbledore, Grindelwald has always adhered to the habit of taking the initiative and eliminating hidden dangers in advance.

Perhaps the poor Defence Against the Dark Arts professor made more sense than Elena in terms of the incident itself, but for Grindelwald, it was never the side that influenced his actions that made more sense.

"Damn! what a bastard who doesn't make sense at all!"

Quirinus Quirrell cursed under his breath, dodging the spell light in a somewhat embarrassed way, and without hesitation, he turned around and ran towards the exit of the Forbidden Forest—the three-headed dog of hell and a centuries-old legendary wizard were no longer something he could handle.

I saw him running fast, and the wand in his hand was whizzing backwards with all kinds of spells.

Compared to the aging original Dark Lord, the young and strong Quirinus Quirrell has a particularly obvious advantage in physical fitness, at least in this kind of forest chase, as long as you pay attention to protection and dodge spells, you can still run away.

The premise is ...... The other side must also follow the rules of the foot chase.

"Sure enough, it's a young man, and his physical strength is really good......

Grindelwald glanced at the young man who was running fast not far away, and after a little attempt to chase two steps forward, he decisively stopped, turned around and climbed onto the back of the huge three-headed dog beside him, and raised his chin.

"Lu Wei, catch up with him!"

Facing the spell issued by Quirrell, Grindelwald had no intention of dodging, and his lazy wand shook a little, and a translucent arc of magic shields emerged, taking all the oncoming attacks lightly.

Immediately after, a pale blue magic fire poured out from the tip of the old wizard's wand, turning into a blue phoenix and quickly pounced on the back of the fleeing young wizard not far away, and all the trees along the way were like hot cheese, silently fusing into two under the scorching wings, and not even half a second of barrier could be formed.

The temperature of the entire forest seemed to change from autumn to midsummer in an instant, and everything seemed to start burning with the trajectory of the blue phoenix, and a straight flame trail firmly locked on the wizard in front of him.

Quirinus Quirrell never imagined that just an ordinary flame would become so terrifying, and in his impression, even the legendary black magic [Fierce Fire Spell] did not seem to have such a trembling power.

It's like ...... Even the soul and magic can be devoured together, the desperate power from purgatory.

"Quirinus, you concentrate on finding your way, and I'll take care of the rest. ”

At that moment, Quirrell's weak and hoarse voice suddenly sounded in Quirrell's head.

As Voldemort's voice recalled, Quirinus Quirrell reached into his arms with his left hand uncontrollably, pulled out a lump of dirt stained with silver-white blood, and shoved it into the giant scarf behind his head in a particularly rough way.

"Lord, master...... You're ......"

"That's enough! Leave me alone! Run in the direction of the castle, phew!"

Voldemort munched on the unicorn-stained dirt as he said viciously, "Phew, I'll deal with it, old madman." As long as we get back to Hogwarts, we'll be safe. ”

Once back at Hogwarts Castle, as a full Hogwarts professor without any mistakes or misdeeds, it would be impossible for the old wizard to kill Quirrell in front of so many teachers and students.

Facing the old wizard who was most likely "Paracelsus", Voldemort didn't want to gamble if he became a wandering spirit, whether he could escape smoothly after losing his ability to resist completely.

From Grindelwald's point of view, Professor Quirrell's right arm writhed with a click, folded upside down into a strange shape, and raised his wand backwards with a trembling wand aimed at the terrifying flaming phoenix.

In the next second, a black hole-like vortex appeared at the tip of the wand.

The pale blue flames were quickly devoured, and the phoenix carrying the breath of death seemed to plunge into the mire, and disappeared into the air without even raising a wave.

"Oh?!, finally someone else has made a move. ”

The corners of Grindelwald's mouth were raised, and there was a bit of amusement in his eyes.

Finally, it's starting to get a little interesting.

Just bullying a crappy ordinary wizard is a little too boring for him.

Moreover, with his understanding of Elena, if this Professor Quirrell really only had that little magical strength just now, it would be impossible for him to persist in the stage of "letting the dog" attack under the indiscriminate bombardment of that little girl.

"Speaking of which...... You're a Defence Against the Dark Arts professor, right?"

The wand in Grindelwald's hand burst out a few sparks, intercepting the spell counterattack in front of him that suddenly became violent, grinning, and said meaningfully.

"Now, then, let me see if you're really competent, 'Professor Quirrell'......?" I've gained hands-on experience in Defence Against the Dark Arts. ”

"Arvada gnaws on big melons!"

"Arvada nibbles on big melons!

Two dazzling green beams lit up in the Forbidden Forest almost simultaneously.

Although the two generations of the Dark Lord never met in their heyday, they coincidentally had their first friendly exchange under the influence of Elena in this unwatched Hogwarts Forbidden Forest.

It's just that neither side knows the true identity of the other party for the time being.

......

At the same time, on the other side of the Hogwarts Forbidden Forest.

Elena, who was chasing the unicorn, fell into a little accident.