parentshiftbook Chapter 103 Hello, Hangman
Chapter 103 Hello, Hangman
Chapter 103 Hello, Hangman
"Please don't rush, Mr. Lynch."
Dumbledore's expression also turned serious. He stood up from his chair, staring at the image on the water screen with his deep blue eyes, while reaching out to block Lynch's path.
Lynch's self-light transferred to Dumbledore's profile.
"This boy must understand what he is facing," Dumbledore said in a heavy and serious tone.
Meanwhile, in the next room, Quirrell suddenly turned around, a smug, twisted smile on his face, his large head swaying slightly with his movements.
"Hello, Potter. Just when I was wondering if I would run into you here, you appeared right in front of me."
As he spoke, Quirrell snapped his fingers, and several ropes appeared out of thin air, binding Harry tightly.
Since facing the gallows in the Forbidden Forest a week ago, Quirrell has unconsciously begun to practice his rope-manipulation skills.
"It's you!" Harry was instantly reduced to a prisoner, but that was nothing compared to the shock he felt.
He never imagined that the person who had been trying to steal the Philosopher's Stone all along wasn't Snape, whom he suspected, but rather the timid and submissive...
Poor Professor Quirrell!
Seeing the surprised look on Harry's face, Quirrell felt very pleased with himself.
After all, his disguise over the past year had been too perfect, fooling almost everyone—except for that persistent Snape, even Dumbledore hadn't suspected him.
He couldn't resist showing off to Harry what he had done that year.
For example, he planned to release a troll during the Halloween dinner to steal the Philosopher's Stone, but Snape thwarted his plan.
Snape attempted to cast a spell on Harry's broom during a Quidditch match, hoping to cause Harry to fall from a great height, but this also failed because Snape's robes caught fire.
He attacked Harry and Hermione in the Forbidden Forest, nearly killing them. He then framed Lynch for killing the six Vagabond wizards, resulting in Lynch's current temporary imprisonment.
Harry's mind was in complete chaos.
It turns out that Quirrell was behind everything that happened this past year, and Snape was actually a good person after all?!
And what about the wizard Vagado who was killed, as Quirrell mentioned?
Were the Ministry of Magic officials at the school twice because of this?
Harry stood there, stunned.
It's also worth noting that because of Voldemort's long-term enslavement and torment, Curiosity's mental state is no longer that of an ordinary person. Now, immersed in the excitement of his impending success, his thoughts are even more unpredictable.
After rambling on and on to Harry, he turned around and started circling the Mirror of Erised.
Until a hoarse, inhuman voice came from him: "Use that boy..."
Harry noticed that Quirrell was terrified of the voice; he bowed almost instantly upon hearing it, adopting the posture of an extremely respectful servant.
The sound also made Harry feel very uncomfortable, as if a cold tongue was licking up his back, which made him shiver involuntarily. He had a vague guess about the owner of the voice.
Quirrell untied the ropes binding him and pushed him in front of the Mirror of Eris.
Harry saw himself blink in the mirror and put a bright red stone into his pocket.
Then, the real Philosopher's Stone landed in his pocket.
When Quirrell asked him what he saw in the mirror, he did his best to make up a lie.
Unfortunately, the lie fooled Quirrell, but not the voice inside him.
Quirrell untied the scarf from his head, revealing the back of his head, and Harry finally saw the owner of the voice.
Almost the instant he saw that hideous face, more like a snake than a human, a name rose from the depths of Harry's heart: The Bodies of Fury!
That villain who killed his own parents, the one and only evil monster Hagrid described!
He tried to scream, but no sound came out.
He wanted to back away, but his legs wouldn't obey him.
But even if Harry could move his legs, it wouldn't make much difference, because Quirrell took out his wand, pointed it at him, and Harry felt a tremendous force grabbing his robes and carrying his body toward Quirrell.
Just as Quirrell reached out his hand, ready to grab Harry who was about to fly in front of him.
On the back of his head, Voldemort's face suddenly changed, and a scarlet light shone from his eyes.
A gleaming silver shield appeared out of thin air beside Quirrell.
The next instant, a spell struck the shield, sending it flying towards Quirrell behind him. The force applied to the shield was so great that it carried Quirrell away.
Quirrell fell heavily to the ground.
Harry was pulled by the force of inertia, flying over the spot where Quirrell had just been standing, and crashed to the ground.
"Could you please stay away from this boy?"
A voice rang out in the room.
Harry shook his head, which was still spinning from the fall, and struggled to get up and look back.
"Professor Lynch!"
He exclaimed in surprise.
If someone were to ask who the most powerful wizard in Hogwarts is, the answer would undoubtedly be Dumbledore.
If this person were to continue asking who the second most powerful wizard at Hogwarts is, the answer would still be without a doubt—Professor Jim Lynch.
Professor Lynch's prowess was an impression that was gradually etched into the subconscious of Hogwarts' teachers and students over the course of the year.
Harry felt he had a lot to say about this.
Whether it was taking all the teachers and students up to the clouds on the first day of school, or easily defeating the black-robed man, Teacher Quirrell, in the Forbidden Forest recently—these were all facts he had personally experienced.
Although she wasn't fully conscious when the second incident happened, Hermione's precise and uninteresting narration was enough to make her imagine it.
So when Harry saw Professor Lynch appear in the room, he was incredibly excited.
Just moments ago, as he was about to fall into Quirrell's hands, he was filled with despair, knowing not only that his life was in danger,
The Philosopher's Stone is also going to fall into Voldemort's hands.
At this moment, Professor Lynch's appearance was nothing short of salvation in the face of despair!
Not only did it save his own life once again, it also ensured the safety of the magic stone.
Professor Lynch can definitely defeat Quirrell and Voldemort... right?
With that thought in mind, Harry got up and ran towards the edge of the room.
If you asked Professor Lynch a hundred times whether he could defeat Quirrell, he would answer yes.
But whether Professor Lynch could defeat Voldemort... he wasn't so sure.
After all, Voldemort is a legendary villain, probably a powerful wizard on par with Dumbledore. Even though he doesn't look too good right now, Harry thinks it's best not to underestimate him.
So he rushed to the edge of the room, intending to find a safe place to hide.
On the other side, Professor Quirrell also saw that the person who knocked him away was Lynch.
But before he could even begin to panic, Voldemort's evil and cold will overwhelmed his consciousness.
In the blink of an eye, Voldemort took control of Quirrell's body.
There was a crisp cracking sound.
Quirrell turned his neck 180 degrees, and Voldemort's face appeared in front of him.
A cruel smile appeared on his serpentine face, and his eyes, glowing with a faint red light, stared at Lin Qi.
Voldemort opened his mouth and said, "Hello... the Hangman..."