Chapter 166 Wesson: I Don’t Want to Be Sent Back to the Orphanage by Mr. Crouch...

What a greedy and stupid little guy!

This student's face is almost full of desire for black magic!

Professor Quirrell's eyes narrowed slightly, and he showed his cowardly forced smile again. The little guy named Weisen in front of him was too stupid!

Throw a bait…

This little guy was hooked immediately!

Even the Wesen in front of him didn't even have the slightest bit of cover to cover his palace, and he was so greedy that he wanted to learn black magic from him...

A thirteen-year-old kid, whose city is not high-end, suddenly came into contact with advanced magic such as the Lihuo Curse, and his greed for magic knowledge was directly exposed...

When Professor Quirrell thought Wesson was greedy and stupid, Wesson had exactly the same idea in his mind about the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor.

Weisen didn't want this either.

Weisen didn’t want to be caught by them just like that!

But Wesson's own rank is too high, and Voldemort and Professor Quirrell are a pair of idiots together. If these two people are too cautious, Wesson will not bite the hook at this time, and we don't know when we can seriously hook up. them…

"This is...this is dark magic."

Professor Quirrell put away the white paper with the Fire Curse written on it. He couldn't hide a look of satisfaction on his face, but he still advised him seriously: "It's too dangerous...it's best...don't learn it..."

"yes."

After Wesson nodded hesitantly, he continued calmly: "Mr. Crouch once told me that dangerous magic generally means powerful, and he did not allow me to come into contact with evil black magic..."

When he said this, there was a trace of regret in Wesson's eyes: "I heard that Mr. Crouch's son, Mr. Barty Crouch Jr., was addicted to black magic and took refuge in the second-generation Dark Lord. In the end, Died in Azkaban..."

This is no nonsense.

Crouch and his son have had a long history of grievances and grudges with Voldemort. Generally speaking, these words will definitely arouse Voldemort's rebellious heart!

Barty Crouch Sr. did not allow Wesson to be exposed to dark magic because his son Barty Crouch Jr. was exposed to black magic and defected to Voldemort, causing tragedy. So now Voldemort must want to lure Wesson to learn. Black magic makes old Batty's hard work go in vain!

"Hehehehe..."

The smile on Professor Quirrell's face immediately became embarrassed, and he tried hard to rub his forehead to hide the dull pain in his brain.

Apparently.

Voldemort heard Wesen's words.

The second-generation Dark Lord's mood immediately became a little bad. Just as Wesson expected, he became a little irritable. This Dark Lord's will suddenly became firm!

no matter what…

We must also drag this little guy Weisen into the water!

This is fate.

Barty Crouch Sr.'s son is on his side, and his adopted son must also join the Dark Lord. This is their fate!

"but…"

Professor Quirrell rubbed his forehead and quickly tried to change the topic. He was afraid that Wesson would continue to say something that would irritate Voldemort. He spoke carefully: "As long as you are a wizard... you will be very curious about knowledge... right? At this time ...At this age...you must really want stronger power in your heart...right?"

"..."

Wesson immediately fell silent.

Obviously, his silence seemed to Professor Quirrell to be the silent answer.

The smile on Professor Quirrell's face slowly gained a hint of pride, and he carefully continued to guide the students in front of him: "This is not... not something unspeakable... you and I... have the same... idea."

"Yes, Professor."

Wesson nodded dullly. He seemed a little reluctant to say this: "I am indeed very curious about black magic, because these magics are very powerful and can allow us to do more things... but Mr. Crouch forbids me. Get in touch with them.”

"I...I can teach you something..."

A flash of enthusiasm flashed across Professor Quirrell's face, and he stammered: "I can teach you... teach you something practical... you will always come in handy!"

After finishing speaking, Professor Quirrell saw a look of astonishment in Wesson's eyes, and quickly continued to explain: "This is...this is to let you understand their power...rather than use them to do bad things...hehe...remember?"

"…Yes, Professor."

Weisen nodded, the shock in his eyes still lingering.

At this time, Wesson was a little confused whether he was the fish caught by Professor Quirrell, or whether Professor Quirrell actually caught the fish himself...

Professor Quirrell…

Are you so easily fooled?

However, Weisen still thought too simply.

Professor Quirrell's courage was still too small. He did not dare to introduce the existence of Voldemort so quickly. He just wanted to use black magic to lure Wesson into being fooled.

It is estimated that Professor Quirrell will not introduce Voldemort to Wesson until Wesson is addicted to more powerful black magic. Maybe there will be no chance to introduce Voldemort to Wesson at this time...

As long as he achieves his goal today!

As long as he can find out the location of the Ice Crystal Phoenix from Wesen's mouth!

Professor Quirrell thought about his purpose, and the smile on his face became eager: "Speaking of which... Mr. Crouch... is very good to you... I heard... that unique ice crystal phoenix... was given to you by him. of?"

"Um…"

Weisen nodded and cursed a few words in his mind.

No wonder Professor Quirrell is so enthusiastic today? Sure enough, I was going to ask about this! Professor Quirrell has done nothing yet!

This guy wants to trick White Wolf out of him?

Can this trick him out?

Of course this can trick him out!

Wesson thought for less than a second and immediately said: "I remember that Mr. Crouch picked it up in Northern Europe when he visited Durmstrang..."

"Nordic... Durmstrang..."

The smile on Professor Quirrell's face immediately stiffened.

Who in the entire wizarding world doesn’t know that the Nordic countries including Durmstrang School of Witchcraft and Wizardry are the territory of the first generation Dark Lord Grindelwald!

This difficulty level is a bit too high.

All wizards know it.

Even Professor Quirrell knows very well that there are three Dark Lords in the magic world today, and they will definitely not tolerate each other.

Once discovered by Grindelwald...

Neither he nor Voldemort can be Grindelwald's opponent, and they will be dealt with by the Dark Lord!

Although Professor Quirrell does not yet know that Karkaroff is temporarily in charge of Durmstrang, the risk is too great, and Voldemort will not let him go...

That's Grindelwald!

Not an ordinary wizard!

Even if Voldemort was arrogant, he would never think that he could compete with Grindelwald in his half-dead state... This Dark Lord is not stupid either!

Professor Quirrell looked at Wesson's slightly surprised expression and quickly continued the topic, smiling dryly and saying: "If there is a chance... If there is a chance... I would also like to raise one."

"Anivia is the only one left."

Weisen slowly lowered his head and said casually, "I wanted to release it when I went there, but it only had its own group..."

"Only...one left?"

Professor Quirrell smiled coquettishly.

This is a good reason.

This can also give Professor Quirrell some rest. The question is, if there is only one left, how should he find Hagrid in exchange for a way to deal with the three-headed dog?

"Um."

Weisen nodded and mentioned it casually: "No one has discovered the second one in so many years...the ice crystal phoenix is ​​even rarer than the fire dragon."

"That...that's really a pity..."

Professor Quirrell nodded along with the words, feeling a little uncomfortable.

The most important problem has not been solved... What should we do?

In order to get a way to deal with the three-headed dog and enter the secret room where the magic stone is stored, Professor Quirrell was almost out of his mind. He finally hooked up with Hagrid secretly, only to find that Hagrid had given him a huge gift. problem.

"What's wrong, Professor?"

Weisen knowingly asked and deliberately inserted the knife.

"No...no...it's okay."

Professor Quirrell shook his head, glanced at Wesson who was still sitting here, and said quickly: "No...if nothing happens...you go back first!"

"..."

Is this fucking human language?

Do you think he is useless and want to drive him away?

Wesen nodded hesitantly, his eyes falling on the piece of paper with the Fire Curse written on it, his eyes filled with desire for that curse.

Professor Quirrell noticed this scene immediately and smiled unnaturally on his face. Maybe tonight was not without gain, at least this little guy took the bait!

"Want...want to learn this magic?"

Professor Quirrell looked at Wesson with a smile, and said earnestly: "The Fire Curse... is very dangerous... if... if you want to learn it... remember to be careful... never... never... don't test it on your own..."

"..."

Weisen's expression immediately became excited, almost as if he was seeing a treasure, and he carefully touched the paper on the table!

Bang!

Professor Quirrell's hand also held the piece of paper, with a smile on his face, and a disturbing threat gradually added to his voice: "Remember... don't tell others... I still have a lot to teach you. of…"

After finishing speaking, Professor Quirrell let go of his hand as if it was a gift, and continued with a chuckle: "Actually, you should be sorted into Slytherin or Ravenclaw..."

"I can't be put in that place."

Wesson grabbed the piece of paper with the Fire Curse written on it, and explained indifferently: "Mr. Crouch said that I will never be allowed to go to Slytherin House. He must keep me away from that house." Stay away from the college, otherwise he will stop all funding for me. He doesn't want me to become like Mr. Barty Crouch Jr...."

"Yes...really?"

A mysterious smile appeared on Professor Quirrell's lips.

However, the professor nodded, and seemed to have thought of something, and continued to ask: "But I...I heard...you pulled out...Gryffindor's sword..."

"I designed it."

Wesson was still staring at the piece of paper, as if all his mind was attracted by the Fire Curse. He seemed to reply subconsciously: "If I don't do this, I may be sorted into Slater by the Sorting Hat." Lin Li…

Mr. Crouch told me the secret. Anyone who knows what is inside the Sorting Hat can pull out the sword. I just don't want to wear the Sorting Hat.

If I put on the Sorting Hat and was sorted into Slytherin House, I would be asked by Mr. Crouch to drop out of school and be sent back to the orphanage. I don’t want to be sent back to the orphanage to be treated as a monster, so..."

When he said this, Wesson's expression changed. He seemed to have told some secret that he could never tell. He suddenly raised his head and looked at Professor Quirrell!

The professor looked at Wesson with a mysterious smile on his face, as if he was happy to have mastered a secret of Wesson...

"don’t worry…"

Professor Quirrell looked at Wesson with a smile. He seemed to have decided that he could control Wesson. He even no longer stuttered when he spoke, as if he was a different person: "Mr. Wright, I won't tell anyone. Yes, this is your secret..."

"..."

Wesson's expression was a bit unpleasant.

Did Professor Quirrell really think that those words were meant for him?

Just when Professor Quirrell wanted to continue to threaten the student, a weak voice suddenly came from the back of his head: "Quillo... take off the turban... I want to say a few words to this little guy... He is really a sympathetic person. Little guy..."

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