Hogwarts: Bourne Returns from Warhammer

Chapter 126 Quirrell’s Trap

However, those Madago cats who raised their heads after hearing the roar looked at Ryan with mocking eyes. They seem to express with their eyes: What is your name, little Karami? If you call us again, you will be cut off!
Among them, a few Madago cats even quietly gathered around the beech tree where Ryan was standing.

They seemed to want to climb up the tree and teach this little brother, who was several times smaller than them, a painful lesson with a blooming face.

However, what they didn't expect - and at the same time gave Bourne a bit of shock - that Ryan, who only had the blood of a cat, jumped down from the tree and smashed into the unruly Madago cats. .

Moreover, during the process of jumping down, this kitten, which used to look like a rather arrogant and often elusive kitten, actually continued to grow in size, its tail became longer and longer, and a long mane as red as fire grew around its head. The fur on its body, which resembles a golden gradient, seems to be covered with a thick layer of scales. The stacked scales rub together gently, emitting clusters of golden dark light.

Ryan, who turned into more majestic than a real lion, pinned several Madago cats to the ground with one huge paw, making them unable to move.

It opened its mouth wide and let out a deafening roar, startling many birds that were sleeping at night in the Forbidden Forest. Then, it stared with its bright big eyes and glanced at the group of Madago cats whose bodies could not help but tremble slightly.

It seemed to be saying: "I didn't expect it, you guys."

However, after waiting for a second or two, I realized that the Madago cats were secretly "disappearing" - in fact, for a magical animal that can separate itself, it would take this action after encountering a strong enemy. In fact, it is normal; when Professor Newt Scamander was chased by cats at the French Ministry of Magic, it was just because the Madago cats were driven by a magical contract.

Ryan was immediately unhappy.

I've turned it all the way up, and you guys actually want to run away?
Its body moved instantly, like a phantom spell, and every time it was right in front of a Madago cat that was moving backwards.

Because its teleportation speed is very fast, it looks a bit like the Madago cat that has many clones, but each clone only stays for a moment and then disappears.

Although it was a pair of thirty, the advantage was indeed on Ryan's side.

Those Madago cats were squeezed back step by step, and soon gathered together. Every Madago cat arched its back, which is a common stress response for cats when they are threatened. They were obviously frightened by Ryan's operation.

It keeps flashing, and there is no need to count the seconds. Is it possible that it is turned on?
At this moment, Ryan added the last dried fish to the group of trembling big black cats. It was seen that it straightened its majestic upper body, its red mane seemed to swell into a ball of flame in the wind, and it roared again.

"Ouch——!"

The Madago cats lowered their heads and responded with "meow, meow, meow" sounds from their mouths.

Immediately afterwards, the group of big black cats approached each other and merged one by one, eventually turning into the original form of a Madago cat that was slightly larger than the split Madago cat.

Ryan nodded with satisfaction, shook his head, shook the mane on his neck, and with a "pop" turned back into the cute golden gradient that looked a bit like a cat-nive. It even stretched out its paws to lick it.

However, it is still a bit young and does not realize that this appearance can actually arouse the urge of cat lovers to move, but it is not likely to be able to subdue some magical animals that are indeed a bit unruly in nature.

The original Madago cat blinked its big light blue eyes, and when it saw Ryan transforming back into its original form, it became a little eager to try again. It is a feline after all, and no cat likes to live under people for a long time.

However, at this moment, Bourne's majestic figure emerged from the dense bushes and walked over to Ryan who was "calling it a day."

Even though he was wearing armor, Ryan still recognized Bourne, so he didn't make any overreaction. As arrogant as Ryan, he even put on a "let me put my hands on my hips for a moment" attitude.

"You're awesome, you're awesome." Bourne praised it, then squatted down and looked at the big black cat that had just been subdued by his pet.

The primitive Madago cat squatted on the ground and tried its best to show what it means to be "well-behaved.JPG".

Just kidding, a guy who seems to be on fire is enough for it to drink a bottle. Who would have thought that there is a sixth man squatting in the grass?

You are noble, you are amazing...

But if I can't beat him, can't I surrender? You don’t want to ask me, where is my original workplace?
Of course, the above are all the psychological monologues of the Madago cat, which keeps its last bit of stubbornness firmly in its heart. And when Bourne stretched out his hand to it, it even tilted its neck and held out its head.

However, this is just its wishful thinking. In fact, Bourne has no interest in moving its triangular (not round at all) head.

Bourne pushed its chin open with the back of his hand, stretched out his fingers and pinched a metal nameplate hanging on its chest that did not exist in its split form.

The front of this dog...cat plate is engraved with "Ministère des Affaires Magiques de la France 70913", while the reverse is engraved with the words "Incanté, Envouté, Conjuré".

After solving the case, Bourne immediately understood: this big black cat should have something to do with the French Ministry of Magic.

Because those two sentences are translated as "French Ministry of Magic 70913" and "Cast, Spell, Summon". The latter are the three words on the emblem of the French Ministry of Magic. In French, they are the same as "Liberty, Equality and Fraternity". The spelling is very similar.

However, Bourne couldn't help but have a new question, why is this matter related to the French Ministry of Magic?

And just when he was puzzled, the metal nameplate in his hand suddenly burst out with a burst of high temperature, but this obviously could not hurt Bourne, who was wearing fire dragon armor.

"Quick freeze!"

Bourne released a freezing spell, wrapping the red metal nameplate in a ball of ice. This was the best way to deal with the burning curse.

The Burning Curse is a poisonous spell that can cause the target object to emit hurtful heat when touched. It is not considered black magic, but ordinary undoing of the curse has no effect on it. Therefore, this kind of spell is used in some vaults of Gringotts Bank, and the property that the thief touches will actually burn the thief.

However, it also has some loopholes. For example, as long as there is no direct contact with the target object being cast, the spell will not be triggered. For another example, when the item is frozen by the freezing spell, touching it with your hand will not trigger the spell.

Therefore, Bourne couldn't help but feel surprised again. Wouldn't the possessed Professor Quirrell naively think that he could be killed with such a gadget?
It's actually more of a prank prop than a hurtful trap.

You know, during the patrol some time ago, the possessed Chilo had a brief encounter with Bourne (and then his waist was shattered).

Logically speaking, they should already know that Bourne is not an ordinary little wizard. Putting aside whether the magic level is strong or not, they are definitely aware of the terrifying lethality displayed by Bourne's movements after transforming into "Hybrid Giant Magus" (in other people's eyes).

"The result is this..."

However, just halfway through the emotion, Bourne immediately noticed something was wrong.

There was a strong suction force coming from the frozen nameplate! He immediately realized that this nameplate was most likely another door key cast with the "Mentos" spell.

Gan!
Voldemort and the old silver coin are synonymous.

However, this time he mistakenly blamed Voldemort, because the person who came up with this "serial plan" was actually the usually wilted Professor Quirrell.
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Professor Quirrell, who pretended to be reading in the library to provide an alibi for certain things, was actually communicating with his master Voldemort rapidly in his mind.

His fingers quickly flipped through the pages of a thick illustrated hardcover magic book, as if he was just browsing the illustrations in a hurry, and the name of the book was "Rope Art and Advanced Magic: Captives, Females" The General and the Turtle Shell". "What if, I mean what if," he emphasized in advance in his mind: "When you don't want certain secrets to be leaked, and you encounter a little wizard who may cause the risk of leaking secrets, how should you respond? Woolen cloth?"

"Jiejiejiejie——"

Voldemort sneered and replied: "——If it were me, of course I would not forgive him. I would let him disappear silently. But if it were a French guy who was not doing things well, they would probably choose Use memory magic.”

"I couldn't agree more, Slytherin..."

Quirrell didn't notice (and couldn't notice) Voldemort's expression. He was still trying to say something with the excitement just now. But at this moment, a piece of paper suddenly appeared on the desk in front of him.

There was also a line written on the note: Come out of the library quickly. After all, you don’t want others to know about it, right?
Quirrell was immediately shocked.

Firstly, it was because of the words written on the note, and secondly, because he had no idea where the note came from?

"The Bowtruckle who eats country dogs is smarter than you!"

Voldemort cursed in his mind: "You can't tell, it was someone wearing an 'invisibility cloak' who walked up to you and put down the note."

"I, I really can't see it!"

Although he is not the kind of "righteous and confident", he took a lot of effort to recruit his subordinates. Voldemort didn't do it to make him admit his mistakes and have a good attitude, right?

"Idiot!" Lao Fu yelled.

"You shouldn't be concerned about where this note came from now, but you should be more concerned about how it disappeared!"

"You, you, you mean..."

"Hurry up and go to the place where the person is asking you. Deal with the situation according to the situation. It would be best if you can make the person who sent the note disappear."

Voldemort felt tired. He didn't expect that he had lived for so long and still had to teach someone how to do things.

"Yeah."

Quirrell nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, then got up and prepared to leave the library.

He moved a little bigger, and there was a harsh friction sound between the chair legs and the ground. And this also attracted Mrs. Pince's "death gaze".

"Hug, hug, sorry."

He apologized to the senior librarian, but his legs continued to stride towards the library door honestly.

Mrs. Pince frowned.

On the one hand, the rejection was ugly, and on the other hand, this lady who loved books saw that Quirrell, a distinguished professor at Hogwarts, actually put away the unfinished books when he left the library. He casually spread it out and dropped it on the table.

"The world is declining, and even professors don't set an example to show young wizards how to care for books and respect knowledge."

Mrs. Pince, with a gloomy face, walked out of the lending counter that was equivalent to her "Fortress of Solitude", walked to where Quirrell was sitting, picked up the book he was reading, and was about to return it.

As a result, she accidentally glanced at the title of the book on the title page, and then looked at the illustrated page that Quirrell had just turned over casually, which was not convenient to explain in detail...

"Merlin's thousand and one bookmarks!"

Mrs. Pince's eyes widened and she looked around in fright, then quickly closed the book and tucked it under her arm. She planned to throw it into the deepest part of the forbidden book area in a moment. Quirrell would not be able to easily borrow this book again next time.

And while Mrs. Pince was cursing in her heart and labeling Quirrell "not a serious person", he was indeed sneaking around in the corridor looking for the person who had just stuffed him a note.

Fortunately, the person who slipped the note to Quirrell was not a damned Riddler, and would not keep him guessing riddles to amuse himself.

"Professor Quirrell!"

"Ha, ha, Harry Potter!"

Perhaps because he was too excited, when he saw a little wizard taking off some invisible clothing and walking out from behind a moving statue, Quirrell's words became very strange.

"It's me, Professor."

Harry said.

"I'm sorry, but I had to use this method to get you to avoid the gaze of others and come out to meet me."

"Is there anything you need?"

Quirrell asked pretending to be calm.

"It's not me, it's us."

As he explained, the other two members of the trio, Ron and Hermione, immediately walked out of the corner of the corridor, one behind the other.

"We heard something today," Harry looked into Quirrell's eyes and spoke in a very sincere tone. "We originally thought there would be no chance to meet you in the short term, but who would have thought that Professor Snape would be taken away by the Aurors of the Ministry of Magic tonight."

"What do you want to say?"

Quirrell asked with narrowed eyes, his wand having slipped from his sleeve into the palm of his hand.

"Please continue to be so brave. Even if Professor Snape comes back, the three of us will support you. You must not be afraid."

(End of this chapter)