"You hung everyone upside down in mid-air...... It's amazing, I don't think I can beat you in the spell. ”

"Because of this, am I confined and how to be confined exactly, have I been deducted points!" Brie was a little annoyed, these troublemakers had provoked him, and they had caused him to suffer, wouldn't confinement be a waste of his study time!

"You didn't get any points." Hermione was a little helpless, Brie cared too much about the score, but he could add points to almost every class, except for the history of magic, but she also thought about it, in fact, she was the same, but this time...... "Slytherin and Gryffindor were deducted fifty points," she said. ”

"Fifty points! I've only earned less than 100 points so far, and they've deducted 50 points for me, and Hogwarts isn't just Slytherin and Gryffindor, and now Ravenclaw is probably surpassing it! ”

When Hermione heard Brie's anger, she suddenly became a little angry, and she also gritted her teeth and said, "Not only that, but then Harry and Weasley were deducted 50 points each, I was deducted 20 points, and Malfoy was deducted 70 points because he was the mastermind." ”

Seventy points!

Brie wanted to rush to Slytherin to beat Malfoy now, he hadn't earned so many points in more than a week, and all of them had been deducted, all of which had been paid for by Brie's hard work and rhetoric!

However, there is no way out, now I can only work hard to earn it back, Brie has this confidence, but, really unwilling!

"And my confinement, it can't be to deal with slugs for Snape." If that's the case, Brie must throw Malfoy in the bucket and let him be happy with the slugs to relieve his anger.

"No, you're going to Professor Quirrell, slugs are the three of them."

Well, garlic flavors are always a lot better than slugs.

"By the way, Aurora Sinista from Astronomy class today informed you that the weather is not suitable for stargazing tonight, so your Slytherin and Hufflepuff classes have been moved to Friday."

"Okay, got it, I'm going to have to go to Professor Quirrell tonight."

Brie quickly settled dinner and left the hospital with Hermione.

"Brie Ode?"

Brie had barely walked out when he saw a Slytherin senior approach.

"I'm a Slytherin 7th year prefect, and we're sorry for what happened...", saying sorry, but this man didn't make Brie look any sincere, more like... Alms?

"No need, prefect, I think everyone is very satisfied with the current state." Brie ignored the man, Slytherin never did things that didn't make sense, Brie was not stupid now that he had the initiative.

"You'd better not do stupid things."

The prefect stood behind Brie with a blushing face and not saying a word.

Brie walked towards the third floor, where Defense Against the Dark Arts professor Quirrell was the office and where Brie was confined today.

"Knock knock..."

"Please, please come in." Professor Quirrell in the room opened the door, and said, "Your confinement, confinement is every night, night, for a week. ”

Quirrell took out a black book, handed it to Brie and said, "Your mission, is to learn, learn the content of this book, and then the lesson, you, you need to assist me." ”

Brie took the Black Book, a notebook that had been turned over many times, and on the title page it read—Quirinus Quirrell.

"Here are my notes." Quirrell looked at Brie with a deep gaze, his words full of seduction, and Brie was drawn to that gaze as he looked up.

"I know you're a little wizard who loves to learn, so the position of assistant is what you need, and I think you'll be willing to help me."

The hollow-eyed Brie nodded, and what he didn't know was that at this point, a weak contract was attached to the top of Brie and Quirrell's heads, and Quirrell was the witness.

In an instant, Brie regained his expression and looked at Quirrell as if nothing had happened, "Don't worry, Professor Quirrell, I will be a good assistant." ”

"When, of course, I will also give the assistant, appropriate plus, extra points." Professor Quirrell seemed to revert to his cowardly appearance, walked back to his office seat, and then said to Brie, "You can stay, stay here, or go back to study and study by yourself, you can use it at night." ”

Brie's eyes lit up, and of course he wouldn't stay in this garlic-smelling place.

"See you then, Professor Quirrell, and I'll be doing my assistant duty next Monday!"

Brie happily took Quirrell's notes and left, and after he left.

"Lord, master, why did you make such a contract with that kid......" Quirrell was a little afraid, because the contract consumed his life force, and this contract could only be strengthened with the continuous mutual assistance of both parties, otherwise the restrictions would be very weak.

Quirrell slowly removed his turban, revealing a terrifying noseless face on the back of his bare head.

He whispered in a hoarse voice:

"He's not ordinary, and if he doesn't use this tiny contract, he'll find out...... A naturally occlusive person cannot be controlled by a soul-snatcher for a long time, unless his soul opens an opening to me. ”

"Why not, 'help each other', I give him strength, he becomes my slave, this is fair!"

"An orphan who has been led into the abyss, this is really the most comfortable thing for me in more than ten years"

……

Brie took Quirrell's notes and walked to the eighth floor, the contents of the book were useful, but Brie always felt weird.

What happened?

As soon as Brie returned to the corner tower, he heard Very, who was sitting on the bronze lampstand, shouting loudly: "You have a new person outside with you behind my back!" ”

After saying that, it hurriedly rushed to Brie, sniffed left, sniffed again, and then said with a dejected face: "How can you insult me!" ”

"Do you think this kind of contract will hide it from me?"

"No!"

"What happened?" Brie suspiciously lifted the tip of Verr's bronze tail, nodded at its snake head, and said, "Speak clearly." ”

"Hmph, this is a very hidden contract, if I hadn't made another contract with you before, I wouldn't have found out."

"He's a double equal contract... Hmph, the other party helps you get what you need, and you also have to help the other party get what he wants, but you need to fall deeper and deeper in the subtle..."

Verr reacted, looked at Brie and said angrily, "Someone is trying to harm you!" ”

"Hurt me—" Brie frowned, pursed her lips, and dropped the note on the table, flipping it gently with her wand, but nothing unusual.

"Let me see!"

Veril volunteered and spat out a mouthful of lamp oil on the note, and Brie hurriedly removed the note.

"This should just be an ordinary note." The color inside the cloth was a little bad, he didn't expect Quirrell to do something to him, would the professor do such a thing to a student?

He flipped and flipped and turned, and finally on one of the pages he came to—

"The power of the soul?"

In just a few words, Brie's pupils dilated slightly.

Brie looked closely and quickly found the key point -

Everyone has a soul, but only dark magic can control the soul, the treasure left by the ancient Slytherin, the vessel of the soul brings a new life to the soul, but also brings the awakening of power.

If you want to see the soul, darkness is the way to go.

"Darkness is the way to go?"

Brie also saw some black magic below, and what surprised Brie the most was that in addition to the three unforgivable spells, there were also extreme black magic such as fire and spiritualism.

But Brie always remembered.

"Casting any black magic requires a matching malice."

Throwing the note aside, no matter how powerful the black magic recorded on it was, Brie didn't touch it rashly, and reason was always Brie's toughest strength.

"Professor Quirrell, what the hell are you trying to do?"

Brie silently closed his eyes, and then he saw a terrifying face, and he said hoarsely: "I give you strength, and you will obey me......"

A thread that was too weak to work was wrapped around Brie's wrist, and Brie could perceive it through the power of nature, and it could be broken with a slight wrestle, but.

"I'm not going to get strength from you."

Brie didn't look at the notes at all, but took out the notes he had obtained in the corner tower and looked at them silently.

"In contrast, you're too picky, Professor Quirrell, you're going to teach me magic, it's in this note, it's more detailed than you've said, and there's a way to resist the erosion of your heart, although I don't like it."

……

As time passed, the second day came, and the Potions class in the morning annoyed Brie, but of course the three troublemakers were even worse, if it weren't for the three of them who used slugs in today's class, Brie's face would have been even worse.

"+5 points for Mr. Oude, excellent cold healing potion."

Snape came up to Brie, picked up the pink potion, walked up to Harry not far away, pinched Harry's chin, and said, "Drink." ”

Harry swallowed the potion in humiliation, and Ron sympathized with Harry's plight, scolding Snape hundreds of times in his heart when he saw Harry's eyes glaring in distress.

"Bitter! Siha ......"

"Well, that's good." Snape sneered in satisfaction.

"It seems that Mr. Oude is indeed very good."

As Harry kept sticking out his tongue, hot air erupted from his ears, this is the normal condition for people with a cold to drink potions, last night Harry, Ron, and Malfoy all washed slugs with cold water, and made a mess of the place because of each other's fighting, which made Snape very angry when he returned to the office, and drove them away, and the next day all three were sick.

"Hahaha..." Soon, the classroom was filled with laughter, leaving Harry embarrassed and helpless.

"Malfoy, take your potion after class, as for Mr. Weasley, you can find out if anyone is willing to help you, I haven't sent the cold potion from the school hospital yet, it's useless for you to go."

With that, Snape said, "Clean up your cauldrons, I'm going to see the paper on this class by next Wednesday, five inches, and now it's over." ”

After saying that, he strode away.

"Poof, how can anyone Weasley help, Harry Potter, or the rotten water in your cauldron." Malfoy filled the bottle with the pink potion in the cauldron and walked away with his men in high spirits.

"Damn, damn Malfoy!"

Ron...... I think we'll have to go to Hermione, Gryffindor is the only one who managed to make a potion, though Snape didn't look at it. ”

Brie packed up the cauldron and said to Hermione, "Let's go to the library to write papers, Hermione." ”

Hermione filled the potion, snorted, handed it to Harry, who looked expectant, and said to Ron, "Drink it now." ”

Ron was about to say something, Harry held the heat in his ears, handed the potion to Ron's mouth, looked at Hermione's vicious eyes, Ron gave in, and after a while, hot air came out of his ears, which successfully made Hermione stretch her brows, and said briskly:

"Let's go Brie, let's go write the paper!"