"Cowardice, mediocrity, such modest words, you don't need to say it. ”

Elena chuckled, took out a roll of parchment from her chest, and looked at it casually.

"Professor Quirinus Quirrell, don't you know that Hogwarts keeps a record of all the outstanding graduates, faculty and staff, and keeps them in the school records? S All Honors Graduates, and-"

Elena's eyes flickered with a strange light, and after a pause, she continued.

"—A professor of Dark Magic Defense who worked with the Dark Wizard Lord Voldemort and made remarkable sacrifices and contributions. ”

The world's cutest fairy queen read softly as she looked at Quirinus Quirrell's face, a subtle hint of curiosity and playfulness hidden in her lake-blue eyes.

Instead of his previous look of embarrassment, Quirrell fell silent after hearing Elena's description.

"It's funny that you didn't refute that when you heard such an assessment," the girl narrowed her eyes slightly, and continued, "Of course, this passage has not yet been officially written into the archives - after all, no one knows about the secret struggle that took place in the shadows after Voldemort's possession, except for yourself." I can only speculate from some side information...... For example, you quietly give a hint for help, and some clumsy bad things that have not yet had time to be implemented. ”

"Help-seeking tips? yet...... Bad things?"

Quirinus Quirrell blinked, looking at Elena with a confused expression.

"Trolls. If I'm guessing correctly, you've thought about sneaking trolls into the school before, right? Like on Halloween, Christmas, Easter, when the students gather in the auditorium. Or maybe you're going to secretly chant a spell during a Quidditch match to make Harry Potter fall off the broomstick and deal with Voldemort's assignment?"

Elena tilted her head and asked in a cute voice, as if she were asking about the rest of the fairy tale.

For a moment, Quirinus Quirrell felt the hairs on the back of his neck stand on end.

Even Voldemort didn't know about these things, most of them were just unformed plans in his mind, and before he could implement them, he died halfway through the encounter with these two demon kings on his first trip to the Forbidden Forest.

With the girl's demonic voice, Quirrell suddenly felt as if he had been completely stripped naked.

"Y-How could you......" Quirinus Quirrell said in a dry voice.

Obviously, a little bit of prophecy. ”

Elena spread her hands and said generously, "I remember there was a course at Hogwarts, some wizards have an innate ability to see the future, and I just happen to see some tributaries of the river of fate, and the observed future may not come as promised, but we can still use it to understand the world." ”

"It can't be, I've never heard of such a prophet. Quirrell's face was written with funny.

"yes," Elena smiled and nodded, "Professor Dumbledore thought so at first, maybe you can have a good conversation with the professor later." If you have enough time, I'd be happy to tell you stories, for example, how we annexed Gringotts, how we rescued the Soviet "wizard traitors", how we quietly captured the occupation of public opinion, and how we detained Voldemort's Horcruxes and studied them bit by bit in the secret room......"

Quirinus Quirrell's breathing gradually became rapid, and the fist of the quilt was clenched subconsciously.

Although he didn't know what the girl was talking about some of the stories, the news he and Voldemort had seen in the Daily Prophet some time ago, before he fell unconscious, and a little common sense about the wizarding world, was enough for Quirrell to paint a terrible shadow in his mind that would quietly envelop the world.

There is no doubt that he had just broken free from Voldemort's grasp, and now he had encountered an even more terrifying demon king.

"But you still haven't told me, why me?"

The young wizard took a deep breath to steady his mind, and with some effort to keep his tone steady.

"And even if I did, what does that mean? It just further shows that I am not the great wizard you expect, that I am not cold and clever enough when it comes to dark wizards, and on the other hand, there is nothing noble to save, and if it were decent wizards, I believe they would be much braver than I am. ”

"Oh, that's right. Professor Quirrell, courage and wisdom come in many forms. ”

Elena shook her fingers and said with a sweet smile.

"Your grades in school and your single-handedness to find and track Voldemort's tracks———— especially when Voldemort may not even know he was there himself - the fact that you managed to find him and start the battle wheel is enough to show that you are different. ”

"That's just ......luck," Quirrell chuckled.

"Well, okay. Let's just count that as luck. Let's talk about something else. ”

Elena pursed her lips noncommittally, glancing meaningfully at the scarf Quirrell had placed beside the bed.

"Why add garlic to your scarf? There is no shortage of similar situations in this world, and you have chosen the most lame reason - if I remember correctly, it should have been mentioned in the Defence Against the Dark Arts textbook in the third grade, real vampires are not afraid of garlic, and Voldemort's possession should not affect your memory, right?"

"I'm ......" Quirrell opened his mouth, a hint of gloom flashing across his face.

"What a clever excuse, the most important thing is that Voldemort's idiot was actually deceived by you. ”

Elena cocked Jiro's legs and shook them, snapping her fingers in appreciation.

"Even Professor Dumbledore probably couldn't have kept Tom Riddle in garlic for that long, right? ”

"And, of course, those warnings you haven't had time to give yet......"

Elena sighed lightly and blinked a little mischievously, "As one lucky person who was lucky enough to peek into the future, isn't it exactly what you expected to respond in time after receiving your message from the 'future' in advance?"

In the original plot, Quirinus Quirrell's actions are already full of doubts.

is different from those peers who rush through after just watching a few movies, Elena's "past life" is a fairly senior research party, and if she pushes back and verifies it in combination with the actual situation, she can naturally draw a lot of hidden information.

Strictly speaking, in the entire Harry Potter series, the only thing that is really completely under Dumbledore's control is the Philosopher's Stone.

Most people usually like to attribute this credit to the extraordinary wisdom of the Headmaster of Hogwarts, but few people pay attention to the efforts of Quirinus Quirrell in this secret, and the warnings he gave with his life again and again.

Perhaps Dumbledore noticed, but the old man chose the most cold and safe way possible.

"Troll, this is the first hint you intended to give us. ”

Elena pricked up her fingers, regardless of whether Grindelwald could understand or not, and said with a serious expression.

"Trolls' weaknesses are in the back of their heads, uninvited guests breaking into castles, big men who don't speak well, and the classic depiction of Defence Against the Dark Arts...... None of these elements seem to be problematic when taken separately - but if they were combined, there was just one 'troll' at Hogwarts giving a lecture at the time, wasn't it?"

"Quidditch, this is the second hint......"

"Unicorn blood, this was supposed to be the third hint......"

As Elena dissected it, Quirinus Quirrell's face changed until he let out a long sigh.

"Looks like I'm doing pretty well in the future?" Quirrell said, his voice trembling with a hint of trembling, "So you found out everything and laid an ambush on Voldemort in the Forbidden Forest in advance, didn't you?"

"Oh, sorry, it was just an accident. ”

Elena shook her head politely and replied with unusual candor.

"In the original plan, we were going to give you up outright, because no one knew how to separate one soul from another, and no one could be sure that the one left behind would be the original soul. In this case, then, it is obviously wiser and simpler to pretend that you don't know and wait for the next miracle to appear. ”

"So...... I'm actually a prison?"

Quirinus Quirrell nodded thoughtfully and gave a soft sigh.

"You can say that, yes. It's just that the jailers didn't take a good look at the cells - the jailers on both sides were derelict in their duties. ”

Elena turned her head to the side and glanced at Grindelwald with some disgust, and continued unhurriedly.

"Tom Riddle is not a gambler, he lacks the all-or-nothing romantic spirit. Therefore, to put it another way, it is only when Voldemort leaves you and allows your broken body to die in rapid exhaustion that you can truly get rid of your suspicion and have a chance to regain your life...... Yes, it's just an opportunity. ”

"Well, the time for explanation is almost over. I'll ask you again, what's your answer—"

The girl paused slightly, tapped her fingers on Grindelwald's wand, and said meaningfully.

"Don't worry, you have many chances to answer before you completely lose consciousness......"

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