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Hogwarts, a Scholar Becomes a God Chapter 112

"I've been skeptical since your first class."

Hermione faced Quirrell and talked freely, even though her hands and feet were shaking a little, she still showed a lot of courage.

"Hogwarts is a prestigious school with a long history. Every professor in it is not only a top figure in the wizarding world, but also an elite among wizards. They are extremely outstanding in their own industry. You yourself Say, with your performance, what qualifications do you have to stand with them and work together."

"What qualifications?" Quirrell's smile became stiff for a while. "How can you stupid little guys know my level?"

"Yeah," Hermione nodded, "If you're really strong, then you're pretending, but your acting skills are too lame, the contrast between the front and the back is too big, and that's it, Professor Dumbledore still lets you Don't you think it's strange to continue to be a professor at Hogwarts?"

"I'm afraid he has already noticed something wrong with you, but he still has the confidence to keep you under his nose, not afraid that you will make any trouble. Maybe now, he is hiding somewhere, Watching you secretly, like a clown, providing him with fun."

"Hehe, impossible!" Quirrell's face turned pale in an instant. "He went to the Ministry of Magic today for the dragon farm, so don't be delusional."

Hermione continued to change the subject, "And last Halloween, you let out that troll, right! Clark once told me that if the murderer can't be found, the first eyewitness to find out, There's a lot of suspicion."

"Clarke, he's really smart," Quirrell said through gritted teeth, as if remembering some bad memory. "It's a pity it's not him who's here today."

"During the Quidditch match, Harry's broom was also your hands and feet!" Hermione was very sure.

Quirrell looked at her playfully. "Oh, why do you say that? I remember you cast a spell on Snape and interrupted his spell. Why are you suspicious of me again?"

"I was suspicious of you and Snape at the time, but now that I see you, I know who is the good guy and who is the bad guy."

"Ha, ha, ha," Quirrell laughed, "Snape, good guy? In this world, there is no difference between a good person and a bad person, some are just differences in identity and position. Just like Snape, You hated him before and thought he was a bad guy, but now you have me even worse, and you think he is a good guy again."

"No……"

Before Hermione's words were finished, Quirrell stretched out his wand, and an invisible binding force squeezed from all directions, instantly pinning her in place.

"Enough, don't think about procrastinating, just wait quietly, I'm going to look at this interesting mirror."

Quirrell turned and looked at the mirror carefully.

"Is this the key to finding the Philosopher's Stone?" he murmured to himself, walking around the frame, "What kind of trick is Dumbledore playing? I have to say, he's really good, but unfortunately, he should still be around now. London, by the time he comes back, I should have gone a long way..."

Hermione looked at it from a distance and quickly recognized that this might be what Clark had told her, the Mirror of Erised that Harry couldn't forget. And she quickly realized that the Philosopher's Stone must be related to this mirror.

Time was running out, she had to get the Philosopher's Stone before Clark rushed in. However, it seems that he can't be too proactive, otherwise Quirrell might be suspicious.

In front of the mirror, Quirrell stared greedily at it, almost sticking his big oily nose on the mirror.

"I've seen the stone... I'm offering it to my master... But is that all? Why can't I get it?"

"Master?" Hermione said deliberately, "So you still have a master, so you're just a hitman."

Kino ignored her, just touched the mirror with his wand, but still no response.

"Damn it," he cursed in a low voice, "is the Philosopher's Stone hidden in the mirror? Should I break the mirror?"

"Why don't you ask your master?" Hermione said, "After all, you are so useless, you can't even complete the task that your master has given you. I thought all this was just your ambition, but you are still the same. A timid and timid softball, it seems that Dumbledore really sees through you."

"enough!"

For the first time, a timid panic flashed across Quirrell's face.

"Yeah," he said, "sometimes, it is really difficult for me to complete the task of the master. After all, he is the greatest wizard of this era, and my power is so insignificant in front of him."

Hermione felt sick to his flattery, but continued, "The greatest wizard of the century? Isn't that Professor Dumbledore?"

"Ha, ha, ha, that old liar?"

Quirrell laughed, looking at Hermione with a little girl you're still too young.

"That mad old man was just rhetoric," he recalled in a fanatical tone. "My master was the greatest, and he was with me wherever I went."

Hermione looked at his devotion to his whole body, and a chill rushed to his forehead.

"I met him when I was traveling the world, when I was just a silly boy with a ridiculous and simple idea of ​​life, the master who pointed out my mistakes and gave me direction in life .

Since then, I have served him faithfully, but I have disappointed him many times, especially the most recent one..."

Quirrell shuddered suddenly.

"Ah, no, I was almost led astray by your little girl again. I have to help my master complete the task quickly."

"Master, master, help me, what is this mirror all about? What function does it have?"

Hermione was wondering, she didn't know why he was going crazy. There were only the two of them in this room.

Suddenly, a voice did answer Quirrell's question.

Hermione's hair stood on end, and she could clearly hear the sound as if it came from Quirrell's body.

It seems that there is another ghost on his thin body, or, in other words, a possessed evil god~www.mtlnovel.com~ use that girl... use that girl..."

Quirrell turned to look at Hermione.

"Okay, Granger, come here."

He pointed his wand, and the invisible force that bound Hermione instantly dissipated.

"No, I'm not going," Hermione refused, taking a few steps back.

"That's up to you, little girl, don't make me cast a curse on you."

The tip of the wand made of regular wood emitted thick black smoke, turned into a small snake, and protruded its forked tongue towards Hermione vividly, which was full of malice.

There was a struggling expression on her face. If Clark was here, she would definitely give an S card for her superb acting skills.

"Come here," Quirrell emphasized again. "You just need to look in the mirror and tell me what you see, and I promise you'll be fine."

Hermione walked towards him.

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