Voldemort is in a hurry now!

That Ted imp was right, Dumbledore's old immortal probably already noticed it.

You must hurry up and get the Philosopher's Stone and get out of here!

"Quirrell, cheer up! Grab Longbottom and make him look in the mirror! The Philosopher's Stone is in the mirror! Fast! Voldemort gritted his teeth and said these words.

However, Professor Quirrell was really depressed. Motionless.

Voldemort alone could no longer drive this tattered body.

"Get up! Hurry up, you piece of shit! Move on your own! ”

Voldemort was not at all polite to Professor Quirrell now, treating him almost as a throw-away consumable, not at all like he had been in the Albanian Forest.

A proper scumbag style - it's not uncommon to get it.

But what else could Professor Quirrell do? He had given up completely, and if he had to die, it would be better to save some effort.

However, Voldemort roared in rage, and his entire face struggled against the back of Quirrell's head, the edge of the skin connecting his face to the skin of his brain as if it were about to tear.

"Ahh No! Don't! Master! I move~I move~" Quirrell, who wanted to lie flat and rot, was moved by Voldemort's "painful whipping". If you want to lie down like this, it's impossible!

Quirrell, with a wrinkled, sobbing face, staggered to his feet and grabbed Neville from the ground.

"Get up and look in the mirror." Professor Quirrell was a little weak, lacking in confidence, and looked like he had kidney deficiency.

He really felt that he was going to be finished, and he was dying. I also felt Voldemort's impatience and indifference.

He is now a mixture of remorse and fear, and he is going crazy!

I can't even die now, I have to be squeezed out of the last value. He's so cruel!

At this time, Neville couldn't move, and could only stare at the Mirror of Eris in front of him with wide eyes.

Don't have the Philosopher's Stone, don't have the Philosopher's Stone, you can't let Voldemort get it, you can't let Voldemort get it!

Neville shouted frantically in his heart.

However, it backfired. The more you are afraid of something, the more you will come.

In the mirror, instead of his parents, as before, he appeared.

Neville in the mirror smiled and held an irregular red crystal, tucked it into his right pants pocket, patted it, and winked at himself outside the mirror.

Then Neville felt like he was sinking in his right pants pocket, something more.

Oops! Oops! Neville's heart sank to the bottom.

As Voldemort said, the Philosopher's Stone was indeed hidden in the Mirror of Eris, and Dumbledore also cast a spell to set the condition that only those who wanted to protect the Philosopher's Stone rather than use it could get it from the Mirror.

It's a very spiritual setting.

The Mirror of Eris is able to sense the desires of people's hearts, which can ensure that ordinary magic will not deceive them.

And anyone who has any intentions on the Philosopher's Stone will not be able to find the Philosopher's Stone in the mirror.

At least Ted couldn't get the Philosopher's Stone from the mirror.

It was when Voldemort discovered this that he didn't kill Neville, the boy who had killed him, in the first place.

Now, using Neville, he's found the Philosopher's Stone!

At this time, Ted, who had been hiding for a long time, had already poured himself a bottle of mana potion to restore his magic - the water of the blue bottle, the delicious water~

In order to configure this thing, Ted tried four times, and the herbs that Harley "borrowed" from Snape were exhausted, and finally with the help of Hermione, the configuration was successful, a total of three bottles.

Quirrell shuddered at the back of Neville's neck, sniffling, and cried out in a resentful tone, "Tell me, where is the Philosopher's Stone?!" ”

"Nope! There are no Philosopher's Stones! Neville retorted.

"Say it! You say! Professor Quirrell felt that his life was being lost, that death was approaching, and that his mind was about to collapse.

"Nope! I didn't see it. You're dead! I just, just saw that I won the House Cup for Gryffindor! Neville was still stiff-mouthed, even clumsily lying.

However, Voldemort was a master of Soul Fringer. He could even tell from Neville's tone of voice that he was lying.

"He's lying!" Voldemort said, "Let me come, let me face him!" ”

Quirrell could only turn around and look at Neville with the back of his head.

Neville only saw Voldemort's face head-on at this time, what an ugly face, like a noseless leather mask glued to the back of his head, and his facial features no longer looked like a human!

This is the great enemy who killed his own parents! Neville mustered up the courage to glare at him.

However, it didn't work, for Voldemort, Neville's little head melon was like a safe with an unclosed door, to observe at will.

In the three seconds that Neville was disgusted by his face, he discovered Neville's little secret.

"Oh, found it, in his trouser pocket! The Philosopher's Stone is in the right trouser pocket! Voldemort exclaimed in surprise.

"Nope! No! Neville shouted, but he was still in a state of hard work, and he couldn't struggle at all.

Voldemort reached into Neville's trouser pocket with one hand......

Ted, who was hidden in the distance, was also in a hurry, for fear that Voldemort's Philosopher's Stone would run away when he got it, and said in his heart: Dumbledore, when will you wait?!

However, Dumbledore didn't seem to be here, there was no movement at all.

"Hey! Professor Quirrell, stop! Do you want to help the abuse? Can't you see that Voldemort is going to kill you? He didn't want you to live at all! Ted, who was invisible, suddenly shouted.

His voice was really useful, and Quirrell's outstretched hand suddenly shook, and his whole body stiffened.

"It's too late for you to pull back from the precipice. Dumbledore can save you! You have to think about it! Ted continued his psychological offensive.

But Voldemort couldn't take it anymore, "Idiot, what are you hesitating about?" Don't believe his nonsense. Don't resist me! Get the Philosopher's Stone! ”

Ted continued to provoke on the side: "You see, he doesn't care about your life or death until now. He only cares about the Philosopher's Stone~ "Unlike me, I only care about geigei~

Professor Quirrell's head was sweating, his eyes were rolling, and his entire CPU was overloaded.

Voldemort's voice suddenly became softer: "Quirrell, as long as I get the Philosopher's Stone, I can be resurrected." When the time comes, you will be my most powerful subordinate, and you will not die! ”

Voldemort was obviously panicked, he didn't expect Ted to say this, it was just a word!

And he clearly felt Quirrell's mind wavering!

Damn, did he really think about betraying himself?! Damn rubbish!

"When he forced you to drink unicorn blood, he didn't want you to live. You can only rely on Dumbledore! This is the last chance! Professor Quirrell, you think clearly! Ted fanned the flames frantically on the side, and his voice was very loud.

Damn it! Damn it!

At this time, the soul was scattered, and Voldemort, who was in a state of great cripplement, was about to explode in anger.

He didn't care about arguing with Ted about Quirrell's life or death, after all, he really didn't care about Quirrell's life or death.

He squeezed Quirrell's mana again, then forcibly took over Quirrell's body, controlling Quirrell's reach to pull out the Philosopher's Stone from Neville's trouser pocket.

"Ah~~~"

Quirrell let out the worst scream ever, as terrible as someone had torn him in half.

His hand reached into Neville's trouser pocket in a twisted motion, his whole body shaking like a jump.

At this point, Quirrell's face twisted into a ball, his eyes turned up and down, and saliva flowed out! He was played badly by Voldemort.

Ted couldn't just say it, he took two out of his pocket, hid in the shadows and threw them out.