Lying on the ground, Mu Yan's brows furrowed slightly with his hands behind his head.

Just now, the small red dot representing Professor Quirrell in his perception disappeared.

"It's noticed!"

He opened his eyes, and it was dark, and a group of black crows fluttered out of the Forbidden Forest to the south, and they released a muffled sound.

He had expected such a result, his rough mark, not to mention Voldemort, even Quirrell had a good chance of discovering it if he was careful.

For the possibility of the mark being discovered, he has already prepared a series of follow-up plans, it can be said that marking the robe through the flame accident is only the first step of his plan, it is only in the tentative stage, even if it is discovered immediately, he will not be surprised, it is already beyond his expectation to be able to save it until now,

But it doesn't matter anymore, he has set up one last trap at the wizard's chess, which has been triggered before the mark disappears, and then the mark has no effect other than sensing Quirrell's position.

It is very likely that it was because of that trap that Rocky discovered this mark on his body.

Slowly closing his eyes, Mu Yan's face was calm.

……

At this point, in the last room where the Mirror of Eris was placed, Quirrell sat on the stairs in rags, not to mention the robes, not even a complete garment.

"Hah...... Ha ......"

He gasped for air, the turban on his head had been torn off, and an ugly face squirmed strangely on the back of his head, making an old, hoarse voice.

"Looks like you've been targeted, Quirrell!"

"Hug ...... I'm sorry, Lord Dark Lord. Hearing Voldemort say this, Quirrell hurriedly explained, "It must have been Snapdo's work on me, he had already begun to suspect me." ”

"Snape......" Voldemort snorted coldly, not saying anything, but Quirrell heard the taunt in it.

"The Philosopher's Stone is hidden in this mirror, I ...... I'll take it out for you."

Knowing exactly what the consequences of being abandoned by Voldemort were, Quirrell hurriedly spoke, wanting to prove his worth.

He got up and trembled towards the magic mirror.

……

On the other side, on a huge wizard chessboard.

"Ron, are you alright?"

"Ron!"

Harry and Hermione screamed and ran towards Ron, who was crushed underneath the massive boulder.

Ron, who was smashed on the head and bleeding from the bleeding, had fallen into a coma, but fortunately, his breathing was still well.

Neither of them noticed in their panic that the bracelet that Ron was hanging on his hand gradually lost its luster and finally turned into a puddle of powder.

"Take good care of Ron." Harry looked at Hermione, unconsciously revealing a sense of calmness and decisiveness of a great achiever, "Then find the owl to send a letter to Dumbledore and tell him what happened here!" ”

"Ron is right, we have to move on!"

Harry stood up, his eyes full of determination.

"Don't worry." After a brief moment of panic, Hermione quickly reacted, "I'll take care of him." ”

She said, forcing an encouraging smile on her face, "I've always thought you were a great wizard!" ”

Harry looked at her with some surprise, as if he didn't expect to hear such words from her mouth, after all, of the three, Hermione's intelligence was recognized by both Harry and Ron!

"You have the courage and camaraderie that many wizards don't have, be careful, you'll make it!"

Harry nodded with some emotion, and suddenly felt that his heart was no longer so nervous, and a power called courage filled his whole body!

One last glance at the two of them, he turned and ran to the door of the next room......

The dark stone steps are hidden in the darkness, as if they stretch all the way to the abyss underground!

This was the first scene Harry saw when he pushed the door open.

The stone steps that went down to the middle of nowhere gave him the feeling that he would never come back as long as he walked down, and even if he had already made up his mind, he couldn't help but feel a little afraid.

He took a deep breath, at such a great cost, he was now the only one left in the team of three, and Ron and Hermione's hopes were all pinned on him, he must not give up halfway at such a time!

Step by step down the stairs, Harry's fear was slowly being subdued.

"...... fluorescent flickering."

He waved his wand to light the only light in the darkness, and faded into the darkness along the stairs.

……

"It's the end of the day!"

Mu Yan suddenly spoke faintly, and after Hermione and Ron's point of light separated from Harry, he immediately understood what was happening.

“…… What's the final word? A familiar voice came from Mu Yan's side.

Although he didn't open his eyes, with the spiritual power to release vigilance anytime and anywhere, Mu Yan still recognized the identity of the person who came as soon as the other party came up.

"It's nothing...... his tone suddenly became a little helpless, "to speak...... Can you take care of your toad and let it lie on my lap if it doesn't have anything to do? Neville! ”

"Oh, okay......"

Neville hurriedly hugged "Laifu" who was lying on Mu Yan's trouser leg.

"Right...... I'm sorry. ”

Although the campus experience during this period of time has made him a lot more courageous, for some reason, he always unconsciously feels a trace of fear and nervousness when facing Mu Yan.

Alas-

Mu Yan waved his hand weakly, this was one of the few things that could make him feel very helpless this semester.

I don't know how Neville's toad took a fancy to him, since he met on the boat at the beginning of the school and successfully lay on Mu Yan's trouser leg, as long as Mu Yan is nearby, he will run to Mu Yan's trouser leg and lie on his stomach if he doesn't pay attention.

Can you imagine yourself concentrating on your lesson, looking down and suddenly discovering yourself in pain with a toad crawling on your trouser leg?

Mu Yan has experienced this kind of thing countless times, and his reaction has changed from shock at the beginning, to pain, and now he is completely numb.

If it wants to lie on its stomach, what else can he do with it, can he blow it up and eat it?

At that time, Mu Yan, who couldn't bear it, did go to the chef of Hufflepuff to learn how to fry toad legs, but later considered that doing so would increase the plot offset, so he reluctantly gave up.

"Damn plot shift!"

Mu Yan raised his fist and waved it at the sky, cursing in his mouth, if it weren't for this damn limit, he felt that he would be able to survive until the 7th grade in one go!

It's rare to have such a comfortable, undangerous environment to give yourself enough time to study, but you can't stay longer, and you are forced to die by yourself.

He suddenly felt that the amusement park was very bad in this regard, and put a delicious flatbread in front of you, telling you that the cake is all yours, but in fact there are invisible glass on both sides to separate the flatbread, and only a small part of the middle can be eaten, and this small part also hides various mechanisms, and if you bite into the glass, you will squeeze a little bit into the middle until you can't eat a bite.

Shaking his head, Mu Yan got up and walked down, the script was almost over, and it was time for him to end the scene.

……

Yes!!!

Professor Quirrell let out a terrible scream, and Harry, who had been pushed away, sat on the ground with a confused look in his eyes.

Just now, the moment Professor Rocky flew up and touched him, he suddenly felt a warm force gushing out of his body, and Quirrell screamed and pushed him away.

Harry looked at his hands in disbelief, he didn't expect them to be so powerful!

Quirrell howled in pain.

"What kind of magic is this? What kind of magic is this......"

Even if he was very knowledgeable, he couldn't make out what kind of magic could dismiss his powerful magic as nothing, and directly burn his body!

The point is that even an 11-year-old wizard can easily cast a spell without a curse!

"Go get the Philosopher's Stone! Idiot! ”

Voldemort, who grew on the back of his head, roared loudly, possession came at a price, and after the three-headed dog level, he could no longer directly control Quirrell's body.

Harry was also awakened by this roar, and hurriedly picked up the philosopher's stone that had fallen beside him into his pocket, and when he saw that Quirrell was about to pounce, he directly stretched out his hands to meet it.

Although I don't know why his hands are so powerful, who cares about these at this time, as long as they are useful!

Quirrell saw Harry's hand coming at him, and immediately screamed and rolled down the stone steps to a dog's, looking embarrassed, but not touched by Harry's hands.

He looked up and saw that Harry on the stairs had run down towards him, like a street thug in a fight, holding out his hands like pinching his neck!

Quirrell, who was extremely frightened, suddenly subconsciously took out his wand.

"Faint!"

This was the magic he was most proficient in, and even in extreme panic, the mental power model he instinctively constructed withstood the impact of the huge magic power, and a white light instantly lit up from his wand!

Boom!

To Harry's astonished gaze, Quirrell's body bounced high into the air, like a pebble out of a slingshot, and it was bounced off the wall behind it.

Blood poured down his forehead, staining Quirrell's eyes—a red patch of sight...... Feeling his consciousness gradually disappear from him, he remembered that his wand seemed to have been burned to a waste by the three-headed dog!

Call......

Harry watched in horror as Quirrell fell into a coma, as if glad that Quirrell's wand had malfunctioned temporarily.

Rustle rustle......

A trace of black qi emanated from Quirrell's body, gradually condensing Voldemort's face in the air, and his eyes seemed to shoot through the black mist to Harry.

Without saying a word, the black mist roared and rushed towards Harry!

Before Harry could recover from his surprise, he only had time to open his mouth wide, and in the next moment, the black qi full of evil and curse crashed into his body.

Click!

Something seems to be broken.

Voldemort let out a scream and seemed to be in great pain! Howling in pain, the black mist trembled and flew out of the stairs quickly!

Knocked down the stairs by the force of the impact, Harry only felt that the whole world was spinning, his consciousness was getting weaker and weaker, and he didn't have time to think, and his whole body was unconscious.

In his last moments before he fell unconscious, he seemed to see the silver bracelet on his hand gradually disintegrate into silver grit and disappear into thin air.

Scold......

A smile tugged at the corner of his mouth.

"Thank you....."