Hogwarts, a Scholar Becomes a God Chapter 125

Clark's [Disgust Technique] was cast by his eyes. Quirrell just glanced at him, and he saw the ridicule and contempt for himself in his eyes.

Like that, as if mocking himself for being a weak and timid coward, not a Hogwarts professor at all.

If it was normal, the opponent's inferior aggressive tactics would not be taken seriously by the clever Quirrell.

However, Clark has already used the four abilities of [Suppressing Morale], [Spiritual Infection], [Feeling Emotions] and [Charming Humans] to make so much foreshadowing, and now he has used the second-level ability [Disgust]. It took 6 points of psionic energy before and after, and it also depends on the starting point effect.

So Quirrell somehow, after seeing Clark's gaze, suddenly felt a little bit of disgust at Voldemort in his heart.

Originally, this kind of disgust would have been suppressed by Quirrell's fear of Voldemort, but he couldn't die, and Voldemort was still blaring threats and urgings in his ear, which instantly intensified his disgust.

"Enough! Shut up, you **** bastard."

Voldemort was stunned. In his anger, he let out a sharp laugh, "Hahaha, it's so funny, you dare to resist, this is the funniest joke I've seen this year."

Seeing this situation, Clark immediately knew that he was stable, and the contradiction between the two was aroused.

Voldemort was still too arrogant, and he didn't take Quirrell to heart at all. Of course, it was also possible that his remnant soul had fallen into a state of madness because he had made too many Horcruxes.

Anyway, Voldemort's disdain for Quirrell was vividly displayed in his words, and once an honest man was pushed into a hurry, it was quite scary to go crazy.

"You're a great, great master," Quirrell said in an odd tone, directly attacking Voldemort, mocking his previous suffocation in Albania.

Clark watched from the side, but at this time, he was not in a hurry to add fuel to jealousy. It is said that if you talk too much, you will lose. body.

"I still remember that when I first saw you, you were parasitic on a snake and entangled with another snake? This is not something ordinary wizards can do, and I don't know what the snake is. Male or female."

"Ah~"

Quirrell's vicious words directly angered the small-minded Dark Lord, making him unable to bear the backhand that was left on Quirrell.

The severe pain from his soul almost made Quirrell incontinent. This method similar to the Cruciatus was completely irresistible.

Quirrell immediately knelt down and kept hitting his head against the ground. His forehead quickly turned black and the corners of his mouth drooled uncontrollably.

"Please...please...you, master...I was wrong...wrong." Quirrell said intermittently.

Well, sure enough, a refined egoist cannot be expected to make sacrifices.

Clark hurriedly continued to activate his mouth cannon skills.

"Professor Quirrell! Look in the mirror and see where you are now.

The pain may be temporary, but if you beg for mercy and obey, then your servile appearance will last a lifetime.

Of course, you may not have a lifetime. At this time, Harry is afraid that he has already flown back to the castle and met Professor Dumbledore who came back. "

Saying so, Clark's heart was not as calm as he showed.

"Such a good opportunity, why hasn't Dumbledore returned? Lucius's business is too unreliable, let him delay it for a while, but it has been delayed for so long, no wonder Voldemort in the original book did not want to see him, and after resurrection, he will be He's put him on the fringes."

Secretly wrote down a small notebook for Lucius in his heart, Clark thought of another point, "However, Dumbledore should have returned, and he is hiding somewhere, watching the situation at the scene, right? He He is the headmaster of Hogwarts and has the authority of the entire castle, which is like his mage tower, it is impossible not to have the means to monitor all parts of the school."

Thinking of this, he glanced around vaguely with the corner of his eye, and found that the whole room was empty, not even a portrait, but the mirror of Erised, the mirror space inside might be a good place to peep. place.

And his words also successfully reminded Quirrell that Clark had just said that Dumbledore had left a hand in the mirror to save Quirrell. As long as he looked back, just one glance, this **** parasite could be killed. get rid of.

Quirrell turned his head subconsciously and wanted to look at the Mirror of Erised. His heart was already filled with disgust for Voldemort, which had already satisfied the preconditions for the Mirror of Erised to be activated.

However, only hearing a crisp "click", Clark's eyes widened, and Hermione covered her mouth in horror.

In front of them, Quirrell's head really turned, twisted 180 degrees, as if there were a pair of invisible big hands, holding his head, and then rubbing it fiercely, decisively and simply.

This is, Voldemort is the first to do it!

As expected of a vicious old-fashioned Dark Lord, he didn't hesitate to use his hands, and he didn't give Quirrell a chance to come back, and he broke his head abruptly.

Of course, Quirrell wasn't dead yet, this was the magical world of magic, even with a broken cervical spine. It's just that his consciousness at the moment has fallen into shock due to the severe pain, and the one controlling Quirrell's body has turned his head into Voldemort.

This was the first time Clark had come face-to-face with Voldemort. He didn't forget that the Dark Lord was also a master of Dementor, so he hurriedly applied the [Hidden Thought] spiritual technique to himself.

[Hidden Thought]: Level 1 ability, consumes 1 power point, the spiritual power will set up a defense line for your brain, restrain the unconscious scattered thoughts, and make others unable to read your surface thoughts. The stealth effect depends on the intelligence gap between you and the opponent, and lasts 15 (intelligence) seconds.

The eyes of the two people looked at each other, and Voldemort's eyes exuded a charming light, which was thought-provoking~www.mtlnovel.com~ But Clark's heart was peaceful, as stable as an old dog, without a little turbulence.

But even if they couldn't read their minds, just glanced at them, they all felt a certain kind of quality from each other, and they couldn't help but feel a sense of sympathy.

Therefore, the two did not say a word, and moved their hands almost at the same time.

"Blades are fired at once!"

【Spiritual Acupuncture】!

With [Spiritual Invasion]!

After all, it was Clark who made a high chess move. After Quirrell, the magic of the mind made another extraordinary contribution, and Voldemort, an old river and lake who hunted wild geese all day, was finally pecked by the geese.

[Spiritual Acupuncture]: Level 2 ability, consumes 3 power points, you can condense the spiritual energy into a needle of the mind, stab the enemy's soul, and deal spiritual damage equal to twice your intelligence to the enemy. (Note that if the intelligence gap between you and the enemy is too large, it may cause backlash against you.)

[Spiritual Invasion]: Level 1 talent ability, you can add a point of spiritual penetration to any spiritual ability by consuming 1 power point, and this skill can be stacked.

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