The potion flowed like ice water in their blood, and the flames swept across their bodies and robes, but they didn't feel any heat, and their clothes were intact, as if an invisible shroud was spreading out of their bodies, forcing back the flames around them.Potions were truly magical, perhaps as Snape had said in his opening words in the first lesson, a discipline that could be used to brew glory and prevent death.Alchemy seemed to be even more fantastic, though, and Hermione couldn't wait to see what redstone was like.簌簌, 簌簌.Walking in the flames was no different than usual, for a while, the three of them saw only a sea of fire in front of them, and so suddenly, they came to another clearing, maybe the last room.Here a figure had his back to them, as if studying a great dressing mirror, very old, with a beautiful border, and the wood paint was somewhat mottled and faded.At this time, the man was furious in the mirror, as if he wanted to take something out of it, but he couldn't get his hands on it.Several times he raised his wand to shatter the mirror, but put it down in a huff."
Harry Potter, you're here, I'm still wondering when you'll find out the clue I left on purpose, I'm not going to kill you yet" Quirrell heard footsteps behind him, his head wrapped around the hood shook triumphantly, turned around with a weird smile on his face, and then stiffened there: "Granger?
You" "Bang!
”Hermione hadn't given him a chance to finish speaking, she saw Quirrell turn around, as if she had seen a replay of the scene yesterday when the trolls turned and rushed towards her, and she wouldn't hesitate any longer.Since Professor Wilson had led him here, and Quirrell was doing as bad as he had guessed, shooting was the only option.The three of them are definitely not the opponents of adult wizards, so they have to strike first.Pure-blood wizards knew little about Muggle weapons, and the power of the shotgun was fresh in her memory last night.A red bullet case ejected from the side of the gun, and as the muzzle flame flickered, a golden bullet engraved with a spiral pattern flew forward under the impetus of gunpowder.When it hits its target, there is a flash of golden light, and there is a sound like metal colliding, followed by a short grinding sound."
It's useless."
Quirrell triumphed, waving his wand in the air, "I already know how you killed the trolls yesterday, do you think a real wizard would be defenseless?"
The Iron Charm against Muggle weapons was a piece of cake. ”Quirrell then cast a spell, and activated ropes poured out of the ground, as if to tie up the trio.But Hermione didn't panic at all, she even stood in front of the other girls, and the muzzle of the gun in her hand was raised: "Is it useful, why don't you look down?"
”Only then did Quirrell feel a sharp pain in his body, and the strength in his limbs faded like a tidal wave.Looking down, a large hole appeared in his chest at some point, and there was even a golden energy spreading through the wound, eroding his body.He fell to his knees with weakness, and the activation ropes that had been meant to bind Hermione and them had reverted back to ordinary ropes as they lost control of the caster, and with a kick from Hannah, they fell into the surrounding flames and burned."
Impossible Muggle weapons, how can they be broken" Quirrell spat out the fragments of his internal organs, and finally returned to his usual stammering appearance, he had been pretending to be cowardly and stuttering, in fact, he was a graduate of Ravenclaw House, how stupid could he be?
He still lost to intelligence, and his arrogance towards Muggle technology eventually defeated him.Obviously, he still has so many future plans, and the promise that Voldemort gave him, but at this time, as his life passes, everything becomes empty.Hermione put the gun on her shoulder and pulled out her wand: "Surrender, I have potions here, hand over your wand, we" "Master!"
”Quirrell ignored her, and with his last strength he tore open his turban, before falling to the ground."
Did you win?"
Hannah saw that the professor was motionless.Susan took her hand, and the two stood behind Hermione, and she pushed her glasses, "Shouldn't it?"
He seemed to be dead. ”"Is it okay to kill the professor?"
Hannah looked distracted, beads of sweat sliding down her forehead."
The school rules don't stipulate that students can't kill professors, they only say that they can't hurt their classmates."
Susan is much calmer, her parents are dead, and she has a unique understanding of death's visit: "Besides, you've heard that Professor Quirrell wanted to trick the famous Harry Potter into coming here and kill him, and I believe we did the right thing." ”Hannah couldn't bear to look at the corpse again, she turned her head, "I hope so, do you still have chocolate frogs?"
I'm a little uncomfortable. ”Hermione silently pulled a box out of her fanny pack and handed it to the girl, she was a little dazed.Of course, she knew that the bullet might not be able to penetrate the Iron Armor Talisman Charm, so she didn't have any worries when she fired it, but this so-called 'Divine Gold Bullet' was completely different, the Iron Armor Charm might just block it for a few tenths of a second, and then it was pierced by the golden light that rotated like a drill bit.It was so fast, the light was so fast, that Quirrell didn't even feel it for a short time when he was punched a hole.She knew that she had made a similar mistake to Quirrell, that while the power of a firearm depended on itself, bullets were another important factor.And just then, Quirrell's head squirmed as if something was trying to get out of it, and the bulging bag shook its skin before turning into a pale face.The three women retreated one after another, and this strange situation almost didn't make them scream.The person who had been condemned to death just now had already sat up, and even tried to stand up with his joints in reverse, and his pale and noseless face let out a strange laugh: "Huh, young little witch, it's good that you can defeat Quirrell, this waste, but that's the end of it, if you kneel down now and offer your loyalty to me, maybe there will be a chance to live." ”The strange laughter in the back of his head seemed to be the hissing of snakes, and of course it could also be the sound of Quirrell's lungs and trachea leaking, but this terrifying scene still gave a strong impact to the girls anyway, and Hannah and Susan were both pale and unable to hold their wands steadily.The blood was still flowing on the ground, reflecting the light like a mirror in the light of the surrounding fire, and Hermione clenched the gun in her hand, "Who are you?"
”The fallen corpse had crawled to its feet, its head twisted behind it at an abnormal angle, all the joints were reversed, and the eyes of the living corpse were rolling around, as if looking for where Quirrell's wand had fallen.It was right in front of him, but he couldn't bend down head-on, and it would be too shameful to bend down in front of the girls like a dancer, so he didn't make any movement for the time being.just showed a mouthful of rotten teeth, squinted his eyes and said, "Me?
It doesn't hurt to tell you, I'm the future master of England, I'm Voldemort!
”"Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
”The shotgun opened fire in full automatic mode, and the golden light smashed Voldemort's head to pieces, and the headless corpse fell to the ground again, this time still.Hermione sighed, pulled out some new bullets to reload, expertly pulled the bolt, and innocently said to the two friends behind her, "I didn't want to hit the head"