"This mirror is the key to finding the Philosopher's Stone. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info" Quirrell muttered as he walked around the mirror, "something that only Dumbledore can take out..... But he's in London now.... By the time he came back, I would have run away. ”

"I saw the Philosopher's Stone, and I saw that I was offering it to my master. Quirrell looked at the front of the Mirror of Eris, his face flushed and excited.

Harry, who was beside Louis, was secretly struggling, and he gave Louis a wink, motioning for Louis to find a way to escape.

"Damn, how the hell am I going to get the Philosopher's Stone? Is the Philosopher's Stone hidden in the mirror and I need to smash it?" Quirrell said impatiently.

"Fossils for baths!" Louis snapped free of the rope, grabbed his wand and shot his magic at Quirrell.

Unfortunately, the magic didn't hit Quirrell at all, and the magic shot into the mirror instead.

"Louis, everyone calls you a genius, but now look at our genius wizard, he can't even target people with magic! Oh, what a pity. Quirrell looked at Louis with a look of pity, as if he really felt pity.

Louis's face didn't show the slightest disappointment, and instead a smile curled into the corner of his mouth: "Quirrell, didn't you find out who Headmaster Dumbledore asked who borrowed this Mirror of Eris?"

"Who borrowed it? Who knows? The important thing is that he hid the Philosopher's Stone in this damn mirror!" Quirrell walked towards Louis with a nonchalant face, he wanted to get the Philosopher's Stone and then deal with the two of them, but since Louis wanted to make trouble, he didn't mind solving them first and then finding a way to take them out.

When Harry saw that Louis broke free of the rope and started to deal with Quirrell, he was hopeful, thinking that Louis would be able to hit Quirrell. However, seeing Louis shoot his magic off his mind was dashed again.

However, at this time, Quirrell's angry cry was heard, "Damn it, what did you do!"

I saw that the stone floor under Quirrell's feet had turned into a bath, to be precise, with the mirror as the center, and the surrounding area became a bath. Quirrell was standing in front of the mirror, so he fell into the bath as a matter of course.

"So, it's important to know where the item came from, isn't it?" Louis said with a smile, "after all, I lent it to Headmaster Dumbledore, and I cast a fun little spell on it that can be activated under certain conditions, such as the spell I just cast." ”

Louis added, "Of course, I'm not afraid that Headmaster Dumbledore won't give it back to me then, but I just want to have some fun, and it seems to work well, doesn't it?"

As Quirrell tried his magic to get himself out of the bath, Louis took the opportunity to untie Harry's rope.

"Before Quirrell could react, hurry up and hide behind the pillar. Louis said quickly. Although Quirrell was trapped in place, and wizards never took the hand-to-hand combat route like trolls, and the wizard's main method was magic.

Louis pulled Harry and quickly hid behind the pillar, while Quirrell roared in anger, he tried many spells, but none of them could get him out of the bath.

"Let me ....... Let me ....." Suddenly, a hoarse voice was heard.