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Harry and the others were no longer like bugs, tossing and turning over and over there.

Professor Quirrell came back to his senses in the mirror, his eyes full of anger and disdain.

"Benjamin, I'm giving you a chance to perform now. All you have to do is give him to me and I'll let you go. And I assure you, master, he will reward you well. ”

However, by the time Professor Quirrell tried to convince Benjamin, he had already raised his wand, and yes, there was already a flickering light on the tip of his wand.

However, Benjamin had a calm appearance, which shocked Harry and the others, and at the same time, it also made Professor Quirrell a little jealous.

Perhaps, what is the successor of this wizard? After all, he is a descendant of the Ludwig family.

"Professor Quirrell, I'm not interested in your master yet. Of course, I don't think my father would have worked for Voldemort. (Professor Quirrell: "No!, you're not qualified to call him by his name!") It's just that if you want to threaten me with magic, I'm afraid you'll not only kill me, but you and your master don't want to get this magic stone in my hand!"

"Oh my God! I can't even look at it! Harry, you can find a way to save Benjamin!"

"Shut up, Miss Jack-of-all-trades! Benjamin isn't as weak as you think!"

"yes, Malfoy, he's just a first-year!"

The three children were discussing with each other, but they were tied up with ropes and couldn't do anything anyway.

"Stumbling Charm!"

"Bone Cage!"

Both used spells at the same time.

Yes, Professor Quirrell was indeed threatened by Benjamin, and the dark magic he intended to use turned out to be a painless stumbling charm.

Of course, the spell was unexpected, hitting Benjamin and causing him to fall to the ground.

The Philosopher's Stone fell off his hand and rolled to the side.

Professor Quirrell was overjoyed, and when he tried to rush over to get the Philosopher's Stone, he found that a pile of white bones appeared under his feet, forming a solid cage that trapped Professor Quirrell's feet inside.

"What kind of magic is this? I've never seen it!"

Professor Quirrell said angrily, once again aiming his wand at the bones beneath his feet, blasting them to pieces.

It's just that Benjamin, who was in the distance, had once again taken the Philosopher's Stone and put it in his pocket.

"Hermione, do you know what magic it is, how does it look so scary, is it dark magic!" Harry said with some excitement, in fact, he still had some envy in his heart.

But that's Benjamin, that's a Slytherin, how could he envy a Slytherin!

Our Miss Jack-of-all-trades was confused, but she was subconsciously on Benjamin's side, and she had a wonderful premonition that Benjamin didn't want anyone else to know that he could do this kind of magic.

Hermione and Draco said at the same time, "It's not dark magic! ”

It's definitely the best excuse, although if you think about it, even family magic will be classified as black and white magic.

It's just that in the current situation, Harry didn't have time to think, and he accepted the explanation.

"No wonder Professor Quirrell was tricked, but Benjamin is really good. Harry said unconvinced.

Draco snorted, reminding, ", he's a Slytherin. ”

Benjamin could hear the conversation between them the whole time, which made his already not very beautiful mood even more irritated.

Merlin's beard! You want to talk, can you go out and talk? And after the chat, it's best to give each other a forget-all and nothing, so that everyone can end happily!

Benjamin wasn't as relaxed as Harry, and in fact his magic wasn't of any use to Professor Quirrell.

At most, it can be ten seconds of delay.

Benjamin and Professor Quirrell fell into an eerie calm.

A person is thinking about what deadly magic he has that can repel the other person. The other is racking their brains to find magic that can defeat their opponents without harming the Philosopher's Stone.

"Except for your weapons!"

Professor Quirrell thought about it, but still found this spell to be the most useful. As long as there is no wand, then the wizard has no combat effectiveness.

Without combat effectiveness, he can't run out, isn't this clearly tied up?

Professor Quirrell was proud of his high intelligence, and he thought to himself that his master would be even more pampered by his master, and yes, he would be the new leader of the Death Eaters by then!

Draco was puzzled by the resentful look that Professor Quirrell had cast at him, he had clearly done nothing.

Benjamin was hit without accident, and it was very difficult to dodge magic in such a confined space.

Especially if the other person is much more powerful than your magic.

When Benjamin's white, bone-dragon wand fell to the ground, Harry and the others were breathing and their hearts were beating faster.

However, it was Hermione who was the first to scream.

"No, Harry, we've got to figure it out! He will, he'll kill Benjamin. ”

Draco habitually taunted, "Mudbloods, can you please stop yelling," but when he realized that they were still in the same camp, Draco added, "Of course, we do have to think about how to deal with this annoying rope." ”

Benjamin glanced at his wand, he just wanted to make sure the magic hadn't broken.

It's good, it's unscathed, and it seems that it makes sense that Mr. Ollivander hasn't gone out of business for so many years.

Benjamin didn't have Hermione's worries, he would cast spells without a wand anyway, and for him, the wand was just an enhancement.

The only bad thing is probably that he exposed his hole card.

However, something unexpected happened.

A button on Benjamin's chest suddenly fell off on its own, and before Benjamin could grab it, it reverted back to its original form.

"Vampire bats!"

"Oh, vampire bat, I saw it in a magic book. It has been said that vampire bats can turn into bloodlines after they have sucked enough blood. Just like the legendary vampires. ”

"Vampire bats? I saw them when I was in Romania. Benjamin, you have a lot of treasures, and you have given me a lot of surprises!"

Nana flew towards Benjamin's wand, and Professor Quirrell drew his wand and aimed it at Nana.