The Grey Wizard of Hogwarts Chapter 89

"Armor protection!"

Quirrell was obviously not weak, so he instantly blessed himself with an iron armor spell, and quickly counterattacked, "Smashed to pieces!"

The spell was gently picked up by Snape, who looked at Quirrell coldly, "I thought you were smart enough to know not to hit the Philosopher's Stone."

Quirrell took a step back in fear, gritted his teeth, "Snape, I'm not afraid of you!"

Saying he was not afraid, Snape moved forward step by step, he could only step back.

Seeing that Snape had blocked the door where the Philosopher's Stone was stored.

Quirrell's face was full of unwillingness.

Suddenly he snapped his fingers, and a rope appeared out of nowhere, and swept toward Snape at such a fast speed that Snape didn't even react, and was restrained and tripped to the ground.

Bang!

The rope burst, turning into a spot of light in mid-air.

"Tips for carving insects..."

Before Snape could finish speaking, a huge three-headed dog rushed out from the door, its huge paws stepped on Snape's body, and its three huge mouths were full of fangs.

"Armor..."

Before Snape's spell could be finished, he snapped his fingers, and the rope reappeared, grabbing his wand.

The three-headed dog's head bit Snape's calf viciously.

"Armor protection!"

"Expel!" The curse light lit up, and the three-headed dog was ejected.

All this happened too fast, and it was only a few seconds before Anton swallowed.

He had seen Snape's invincibility.

Quirrell didn't expect him to be so strong. Although he didn't look as strong as Snape, he was particularly wretched. He deliberately made Snape go to the door, cleverly using 'he feared Snape' and 'he opened the door' two status quo.

And the curse of this rope!

Wandless Casting!

Silent curse!

Sure enough, there is no easy way to be promoted from teacher to professor by Dumbledore!

Anton himself knows a lot now, but if you play against Snape, forget it, if you play against Quirrell...

Only the 'Displacement Soul Spell' is useful.

Yes, that seems to be the trick.

It's useless to transform into a werewolf. This man's rope without a staff is a magical skill.

Especially for giant creatures that cannot cast magic, Anton can think of countless ways to bind the giant monster with ropes.

You can't underestimate anyone.

Anton clenched his wand, thinking about how he could reasonably leave this ghost place.

What the **** is in front of him!

A loyal Voldemort Death Eater who later defected to Dumbledore's most trusted Snape, and Snape didn't know that Voldemort was parasitic in Quirrell's body.

One is Voldemort's temporary Horcrux, Quirrell who is half a slave and half a subordinate, and a weak character who used to be ridiculed in school against the most powerful professor?

Yes, there is also a vicious three-headed dog.

The three-headed dog is not classified under the Ministry of Magic's Fantastic Beasts Danger Level because the creature is extremely rare.

Quirrell, who can easily deal with trolls, can only imagine the strength of the three-headed dog who can only use dragon eggs to go to Hagrid's side to deceive the secret of breaking through.

Unknown level, rare, powerful elite monster!

Is this a situation that a first-year wizard like me can face?

Professor Quirrell glanced at Snape angrily, his expression changed, and he finally turned away helplessly. At this moment, he saw An Dong at the corner, and a sneer suddenly appeared on his face.

The Dark Lord clearly liked the little wizard.

But it only represents the Dark Lord.

He worked hard to find the Dark Lord in Albania, tried his best to restore the Dark Lord's ability, and even helped to steal the Philosopher's Stone to resurrect the Dark Lord.

All the credit goes to him, why would there be such a small thing to steal the Dark Lord's attention!

He came first!

Obviously he came first!

Why is this little wizard!

He snapped his fingers again, and the rope appeared, wrapped around Anton's wrist, and pulled him out of the corner.

At this time, Snape rolled over and got up, enduring the severe pain of the **** calf, and the curse that he shot with all his hatred was coming fast.

Anton was pulled out by the rope and faced the curse light that faced Snape.

What's the matter, isn't this the same trick that Snape used to kill Pedro the goblin to death and lie there for half a year?

"Armor protection! Armor protection! Armor protection!"

Regardless of whether he could prevent it or not, he kept releasing Iron Armor spells on himself, stacking them one by one.

Bang!

Anton was knocked flying by the spell, and a huge force bombarded Quirrell, smashing him against the stone wall of the castle.

Poof!

Quirrell spat blood.

He watched in disbelief as the little wizard climbed up from him as if nothing had happened, grabbed him as he was about to flee, and said with concern, "Professor, are you alright?"

Special! let me go!

If you hadn't procrastinated, I would have left long ago!

Gollum.

Blood came out of his throat.

Quirrell felt very bad. He felt like his chest cavity was about to collapse, and there were painful groans from his ribs, internal organs, and spine.

And the Dark Lord that he relies most on, the master, completely lost the roar in his mind because of this collision.

He looked at the little wizard in front of him with some despair.

It was him who slowed down the Dark Lord's recovery!

It was him. He didn't die under Snape's spell, and he seriously injured himself. He could have just run away!

It's still him, holding on to himself and not letting go.

He pushed his legs back with force, but he could only slam into the wall with nowhere to go.

But what's so special, this little brat still called with a fake face full of concern, "Professor, are you alright, are you alright, are you alright?"

put! open! I!

Don't hold me!

Don't you see that Snape has come over?

Ah~~~

Quirrell is now very regretful that he just pulled Anton, and let himself stay in such a sudden change, otherwise he would have left long ago.

Everyone looked up and not looked down. No matter what Snape cares about, it will be in the future. Quirrell is sure that everyone will maintain the harmony on the surface.

Just leave now!

But the little wizard held on tight!

"Professor, are you alright!" The little wizard's voice was full of choked sobbing ~www.mtlnovel.com~ with concern written all over his face.

"Don't die!"

"professor!"

After such a delay, Snape limped there, his empty eyes full of murderous intent.

"Quirinas Quirrell..."

Quirrell swallowed and looked at Snape nervously.

He didn't notice that Anton stared at him with particularly cold eyes, as if he was looking at a dead person.

The little wizard's wand had been quietly pointed at him under the wizard's robe.

Yes, Anton was restricted by Dumbledore to black magic, and he could not release too many spells. Except for bionic spells, there were only two non-black magics he knew before entering school: floating spells and iron armor spells.

Other than that, it's just some common spells learned by first-year students and some temporarily unavailable black magic taught by Voldemort.

But that doesn't kill anyone?

Joke!

It was only in the spell class a few days ago that Anton discovered that he had an extremely powerful talent for floating spells.

Those weak students practiced for a whole class, but they couldn't let a feather float.

But as for him, the old wizard just overheard a few words and came back to teach him, so he floated a heavy chair.

What's even more outrageous is that it is said that this magic spell can float most of the things that can be lifted by senior students, and most of them will not exceed the weight that a person can lift.

He didn't go through much practice, and on Pedro's island, he let a large eight-meter-high machine fly into the box of the Traceless Stretching Charm.

What is this concept? He is very interested in giving Quirrell a levitating spell.

Only for Quirrell's head.

Gently mention it, take advantage of the situation!

He hasn't tried it yet, but it must be interesting.

Chapter end