Hogwarts: Nagini captured at the start

Chapter 99 The village bully was actually a chatterbox

"Idiot, you can't even handle this simple thing. I'll do it. I'll talk to him face to face."

The hoarse, shrill voice rang out again.

"Master, your strength hasn't recovered yet!"

"I still have the energy for a conversation. Just do as I say."

"Yes, Master."

Quirrell raised his hand and slowly untied the purple headscarf. After the headscarf hit the ground, he turned around with a cold smile.

His head was completely covered by a face.

His face was frighteningly white, as if it had been plastered with putty. His bloodshot eyes churned with a murderous and ruthless rage. His nose was like a snake's, without a bridge or tip, only two thin nostrils.

Even though Robin already knew that Quirrell had been parasitized by the village bully, he still felt somewhat physically uncomfortable when he suddenly saw the sight of a head with two faces.

Robin Lestrange, Harry Potter.

It opened its mouth and made a whispering sound.

"Look what I've become!"

"After that great battle, I lost my body and magic, becoming a shadow and steam. I can only briefly retain a physical form by sharing a body with others. But there are always some wise and pragmatic people who are willing to offer their souls and bodies for me."

"The unicorn's blood helped me regain some strength over the past period, but what is that strength compared to my prime?"

"Once I obtain the Philosopher's Stone and concoct the elixir of immortality, I will be able to reshape a powerful, magically abundant body that is uniquely mine."

"Alright, Lestrange, why don't you have your Sorcerer's Stone? Where did you hide it?"

Great, we've found the person who taught Quirrell's face-changing skills. One second he's calm and collected, the next he's furious!

Luo Bin: →_→, you're so long-winded. Villains die from talking too much, and there's a reason why you were defeated in the end.

"Where's the magic stone? Where did you hide it?"

That face questioned again.

"Well, to tell you the truth, I ate the Philosopher's Stone. If you really want it, in a week, take your followers and go rummage through Hogwarts' latrine. Oh, and by the way, a word of advice: wear non-slip shoes when you're doing that, otherwise... ouch!"

After hissing angrily a few times, the face turned its gaze to Harry.

"Harry Potter, you're Lestrange's friend, you should know what trick he just played, right?"

"I don't know, and even if I did know something, I would never tell you."

"Don't be foolish. If you want to see the sun rise tomorrow, you must pledge allegiance to me and tell me where he hid the Philosopher's Stone. Otherwise, you will suffer the same fate as your cowardly parents, being cruelly killed by me. I clearly remember James and Lily kneeling on the ground, begging me to spare their lives before they died."

"No, you're lying. You're lying. My parents will never beg for mercy from you."

Harry retorted loudly.

"Oh, how touching."

"Courage, that fearless spirit, I've always admired it. Yes, Potter, your parents had that kind of spirit back then. Your father, James, fought me with his crippled body until the very last second before he died. Your mother, Lily, didn't have to die, but she... she desperately protected you, and I had to... tell me, what tricks did Lestrange play!"

"You won't get anything out of me."

"You two are really hard to like! Quirrell, it's time to use your truth potion ahead of schedule. Go and catch Lestrange."

"Yes, Master!"

Quirrell turned around, sneering as he approached the Magic Mirror. Harry jumped up and down a few times, shielding Robin behind him.

"Get out of the way, Harry."

Robin was deeply moved and urged Harry to move aside to prevent his friend from being caught in the crossfire.

"No, Robin, I'll hold Quirrell off. You take the Philosopher's Stone and get out of here."

"Hey, what a touching friendship! Stop being so modest, neither of you can escape today."

"Oh, really?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a dagger appeared out of thin air in Luo Bin's palm. With a light slash, he untied the ropes binding him.

He waved his wand and chanted, "The dragon emerges from its cave!"

In an instant, a green viper as thick as a thigh appeared beside him, its mouth wide open with sharp fangs, and charged toward Quirrell.

When Quirrell saw the blood-red mouth and white teeth, an overwhelming fear swept over him, instantly triggering his PTSD.

He collapsed to the ground, crying out in terror, "Go away! Don't eat me, Master! Waaah!"

The viper lunged forward and swung its tail, sending Quirrell flying three meters away.

boom!

(Sound of back hitting stone steps)

Qi Luo felt his internal organs rupture, his throat was itchy and sticky, and after vomiting a pool of blood, he pleaded bitterly, "Master, please...please save me."

"Fool, a snake scared you to death? Quirrell, I can help you get rid of your fear, but if you fail this time, I will abandon you and make you suffer the double unicorn curse alone forever."

"Master, I... I will not let you down again."

As soon as he finished speaking, Quirrell felt a sudden tightness in the back of his head, and then the surging waves of fear in his mind were repelled by overwhelming courage.

He stood up, a strange and twisted smile on his face. He waved his wand and shot a dozen green-glowing poison needles at the viper.

Luo Bin rushed to the green viper's side and used the Little Book's "Indestructible" skill to block the poison needle attack. At the same time, he waved his hand and created a red wall of fire.

A scorching heatwave rushed toward Quirrell, whipping his robes backward, but he did not move. He conjured a pile of damp ash to extinguish the flames, then snapped his fingers, summoning three thick steel pipes that spiraled forward.

Luo Bin used bright yellow flames to burn the rope to ashes, then drew a semi-circle with his arm and shot out a dozen blue-glowing poison needles.

Twenty minutes later, the once spacious and tidy room had become a ruin. The stone steps and floor were so rotten that they were unrecognizable. Gravel, mud, dead branches, ashes, poison needles, and flames were scattered throughout the room.

"Quickly, tell me, where is the Philosopher's Stone?"

Quirrell conjured up a swarm of red ants and questioned him.

Quirrell's ability to catch his breath amidst the combined attack of two people and a snake suggests that the village bully's method of helping him overcome fear is shady!

Harry retreated to the Magic Mirror and cast five Fire Charms to burn the red ants to death. "Robin, Quirrell isn't right. He's like a machine, he doesn't feel pain, and he doesn't feel tired."

Upon hearing this, Robin looked up at Quirrell, whose body was covered in wounds but whose spellcasting speed remained undiminished. "Um, is this some kind of biological weapon?"

Using spells to fight is probably not going to work; we need to think of another way.

Suddenly, as Quirrell turned to the side and exchanged wands with Harry, the village bully with bloodshot eyes came into Robin's view again, and the ferocious smile on that face gave him an idea.

While Quirrell and Harry were locked in a fierce battle, Robin quietly moved four meters to the right and then activated Mora's "Cocoon" ability.

(End of this chapter)