Phyllis stood by the stream, dressed in a woollen black hooded magic robe, as if blending in with the pitch-black background, blending into the darkness.

Kai...... Kate...... Professor...... You ask me out...... Come...... What's the matter...... Is it? Quirrell said with difficulty.

"Your stuttering seems to be getting worse, remember the last time we met, it was in the Dark Forest, and you weren't like that."

Phyllis's voice was crisp, naturally tinged with a chill, and it was summer and autumn, and Quirrell felt like he was already in the cold winter wind.

"Yes...... Oh, yes! ”

"You're upset?" Phyllis stepped forward, her cloak spread as if death had descended.

"I didn't ...... There is no ......," Quirrell said timidly, taking a few steps back.

Phyllis smiled slightly and said, "I heard that there is a bar in the dark forest, where there are good drinks that can make people drunk and dreamy, and the shopkeeper who can fulfill all wishes, I went in and took a turn, but unfortunately, I didn't run into it, what about you?" Have you encountered one? ”

There were not too many doubts in Phyllis's words, but there was a kind of teasing meaning, as if she had seen through the lies of the person in front of her.

Quirrell was stunned for a moment, and for a moment, the trepidation on his face completely disappeared and turned into vigilance and vigilance, but soon, a sincere smirk came back on his face, and he said, "No...... I didn't ...... either Didn't meet it. ”

"That's a shame." Phyllis took out her wand and said, "I've researched a new spell and want to ask you about it." ”

Phyllis waved her wand and wrote four different forms of death runes in the air. After the last stroke fell, the four runes thuded softly, fused together, and then turned into a gray flame.

The flames weren't steady, fluttering, and looked like they could go out at any moment, but they kept closing in on Quirrell.

Quirrell also drew his wand, turned into a handful of water, and sprayed it towards the gray flames, saying, "You...... What do you want? ”

The gray flames didn't seem to be corporeal, and a handful of water from Quirrell passed through them, showing no sign of contact with each other.

Forced by the gray flames to retreat, Quirrell suddenly stopped, lowered his head, and the voice he made was no longer timid, although it was still Quirrell's own timbre, but it was full of magnetic charm at this time. He simply said, "You're wrong." ”

Hearing this somewhat familiar voice, Phyllis's eyes lit up, and she was not mistaken, this Professor Quirrell had met the guy named "Tom" just like herself, but they had already closed the deal.

In the Dark Forest, Phyllis had a brief encounter with the mysterious creature, even if it was just an illusion, but the level of magic he cast was still terrifying.

Phyllis used to replay in her mind all night long the process of Tom's fierce fire, it was so subtle, too powerful...... This feeling was something that Phyllis had only felt with Dumbledore.

Because it's an illusion, nothing else can be seen. However, with this method of casting the spell, Phyllis judged that the strength of that guy was probably not below Dumbledore.

This is terrifying, Dumbledore is recognized as the most powerful wizard in the entire wizarding world, if not under him, combined with the name "Tom...... According to the information found by Phyllis, she already had a guess about the identity of the guy.

This is a very dangerous fellow, even if he is in a weak state now, Phyllis knows that, but she is still eager to get the knowledge in his hands, the knowledge of magic that represents great power.

It takes a lot of risk to seek skin with the tiger, but fortunately, this is within the boundaries of Hogwarts Castle, and Dumbledore is still in the Headmaster's office, with this layer of deterrence, I believe he will not make a rash move and embarrass himself.

Phyllis glanced at Hogwarts Castle and asked, "What did I do wrong?" ”

Quirrell didn't look back, but leaned slightly to the side and pointed the back of his head at Hogwarts Castle. He opened his mouth and said, "It's completely wrong, it's only fire, not power." ”

Phyllis was about to open her mouth to continue asking, but Quirrell stopped her and asked, "What is the headmaster hiding in the corridor on the right on the fourth floor?" ”

Phyllis smiled playfully and said, "You're curious? Well, I'll take a moment to ask for you. ”

"Don't say I asked." Quirrell emphasized.

"I know what to say." Phyllis let this down and walked away quickly.

Back at her quarters on the fourth floor of the castle, Phyllis was half-lying on the bed, thinking about what Quirrell had just said, "There is only fire, not power", how should this sentence be understood?

Is he lying to himself? There is a possibility. However, if you want to rule out this possibility, you still need to conduct an in-depth study of the ideas he gave to determine whether it works or not. And Phyllis felt that what he said was not wrong, the so-called strong fire, the focus is indeed not on the fire, but on the force.

Thinking along these lines, the focus of the power of death should be ......

The next day, at half past seven in the morning, Amy knocked on Phyllis's bedroom door and asked, "Master, do you want breakfast?" ”

After thinking about it for a night, Phyllis, who felt dizzy, said, "Come in...... What's there this morning? ”

Amy said: "The bad fish that was marinated before is ready, with whole wheat bread and a glass of hot milk, is it okay?" ”

Again, this kind of local cuisine is mixed together, and Phyllis is quite satisfied, and says, "Okay, bring it in...... I remember there was no class today? ”

"Yes." Amy replied, "The most recent class was in the afternoon of the day after tomorrow, for the fourth-year Ravenclaw and Gryffindor students. ”

Overall, Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry doesn't have a lot of classes for each professor, and for a less important subject like the history of magic, there are even fewer lessons to be taught each week.

Phyllis is quite satisfied with this, and having fewer classes means that she has more free time, although it will lead to a lower income...... Low is low, with the accumulation of hundreds of years of Kate's family, it is enough for her to eat and drink for a lifetime.

Phyllis was eating breakfast with a sad face, it would be best if she could study it herself, if she couldn't study it...... She really didn't want to ask Dumbledore about his arrangement, who knew what would happen if she asked like this, especially for that guy, it felt tricky to think about.

What a hassle! Phyllis sighed deeply.

It was then that it occurred to her that Leah seemed to be interested in the mysterious corridor as well.

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