Ted and Quirrell made complex spell-casting gestures while hiding behind the pillars.

This is the takeaway from previous research, which uses gestures instead of chanting spells to cast spells......

"Iron armor! Stop! Professor Quirrell suddenly cast a spell to prevent the sneak attack of the floating one-handed sword behind him, and then knocked it down.

"Humph! Ted, is your Levitation Charm combined with a Movement Charm already able to be released silently? Quirrell's eyes were fierce, and the jealousy in his heart skyrocketed.

As Ted spoke, he silently cast a levitation spell, trying to backstab Quirrell with Neville's dropped one-handed sword.

As a result, Quirrell had Voldemort in the back of his head, but it didn't work.

This kind of talent is exactly beyond his reach, a real genius!

A smart and excellent wizard like Quirrell is the one who understands the gap between himself and a genius the most, and he understands more than ordinary students, and he is even more desperate! This is also the reason why he embarked on the path of bloodline and did not hesitate to take refuge in Voldemort.

"Sure enough, very talented!" A hoarse voice suddenly came from the back of Quirrell's head. Like rotten wood rubbing against rough stone.

"Master?!" Quirrell's facial features twitched, and his expression was very complicated.

Horror, remorse, jealousy, several emotions are intertwined on one face. It was clear that it was not a good idea to defect to Voldemort, but it was too late.

"Let me face him!" Voldemort's voice rang out.

"Master, he doesn't deserve your ......"

"Shut up! Let me face him! "Voldemort wanted to see Ted more than Neville, the boy who defeated him.

Professor Quirrell shuddered and turned away, reaching out to untie the purple turban that had been wrapped around his head for a year, and had been infested with lice.

A gray, cement-like face with unusually proportioned facial features, growing on the back of Quirrell's head.

Ted is sure of one thing: Voldemort really doesn't have a nose!

Ted Epifani...... You are very talented, and staying at Hogwarts will only waste your talent. Voldemort opened his mouth, his voice flat.

"Moreover, Dumbledore is extremely wary of a Muggle wizard like you, who is of ordinary origin and has more talent than ordinary people, and he will stare at you deadly...... If you stay here, you'll only be marginalized. ”

"So...... Come with me! I will teach you how to harness your rare talents, harness magic, master power, and bring the mediocre to their knees! You will be able to share in my glory......"

Voldemort's voice was low but generous, as if it were magical, with an indescribable temptation that made people unconvinced.

At least Quirrell listened with excitement, as if he had gotten everything Voldemort had said.

But these words, Voldemort never told him~ Voldemort just regarded him as a temporary annual parasite.

Professor Quirrell was too excited to control himself, but Ted's mental resistance was lv3, and this level of prophetic bewitchment could not shake his will.

But Ted didn't mind making a fool of himself and delaying his time.

"Oh, you're the mystery man? I've heard about you. Ted pretended to be puzzled.

"That's right, me, Voldemort! The Greatest Dark Wizard! Immortal! Voldemort's voice suddenly became louder, as if to cheer himself up.

"But how are you now? Besides, Professor Quirrell doesn't seem to be getting any good! I was even forced to drink unicorn blood, and I've heard that he would suffer a serious curse......"

Ted's words stabbed Professor Quirrell into Professor Quirrell's heart like a red-hot awl, and his whole body began to tremble.

He drank the blood of a unicorn, he received an unbreakable curse, and his life was over!

Finished! Nothing, I'm done!

At Ted's voice, Quirrell began to waver.

"Huh?" Voldemort suddenly wondered, "Ha, haha!" Ted, you didn't disappoint me! You have such power! Hahahaha, follow me, we're too similar! Only I can teach you how to be strong......"

Voldemort is now crippled, but his knowledge is still there, and as a master of soul retrieval, he is keenly aware of the psychic power in Ted's words.

Although he didn't know what this power was, he felt it affecting Quirrell's will.

As he said, Ted was too much like him back then.

He had this special power to influence others in the first place!

When Ted heard Voldemort's words, he said to himself: "Not good! Like you, am I going to be unlucky?

Although he didn't find any clues, Dumbledore was probably watching nearby!

If this makes Lao Deng suspicious of me, it will be miserable.

"Fart! We're different~" Ted immediately took a stand - using four cards in a row!

【Wild Boar Cannon (Green)】

【Snowball Chase (Green)】

【Fire Dragon Fireworks (Green)】

……

First, with a "bang", a fat and strong boar appeared from the void and rushed directly at Professor Quirrell with its big teeth.

Then a fist-sized snowball also slipped into Voldemort's bear face! Voldemort should be quite familiar with this~

Then a five- or six-meter-long colorful fire dragon composed of sparks and fireworks suddenly appeared, and rushed towards Professor Quirrell with its teeth and claws.

Of course, none of this can hurt Quirrell or Voldemort.

"Divided!" The boar exploded and dissipated into a large spark.

The snowball was not worth the shot at all, and was blocked by the Iron Armor Charm.

Voldemort: You're here again?! Hey, why do I say again?

"Stop!"

However, this time Quirrell miscalculated, and the fire dragon fireworks were not erased by Quirrell's general counterspell, but swelled up in the face!

The fireworks and fire dragons that became huge swooped down in the air, swallowing Professor Quirrell with their big mouths open, and suddenly the sparks splashed everywhere, and the fire trees and silver flowers never sleeped, crackling~

"Idiot!" Voldemort's voice rang out in the crackling fireworks, "All curses are over!" ”

Although he still had to rely on Quirrell's body, Voldemort casually used a powerful spell that would end - a spell that usually required multiple wizards to cast together, and Voldemort didn't even use a wand.

After all the spells were over, the fire dragon fireworks disappeared in the blink of an eye.

All that was left was Professor Quirrell's scorched wizarding robes, like fishnets. Quirrell has never been so sexy in his life~

At the same time, Quirrell's body also trembled, he had been possessed for more than half a year, and now his body was getting more and more stretched, not to mention being controlled by Voldemort with a thousand spells.

The burden of Voldemort's possession, coupled with the possession casting, is still high-level magic, and it is almost going to squeeze Professor Quirrell dry!

However, there were cold raindrops falling on Professor Quirrell's bald head, and his face and Voldemort's face were wet!

The first three cards are all feints, and the last card Ted uses is [Neville's Failed Scabies Potion (Green)].

"Ah~~~" screams rang out.