Chapter 251 Victim, Quirrell

If this Snape is real...

If Snape is telling the truth, then Snape's arrangements are simply not comprehensive. Even Voldemort can't find any problems.

This Snape…

It seemed that he had already prepared for Voldemort's resurrection.

Voldemort looked at his once proud subordinate and couldn't help but show a hint of approval on his face. He praised with a sinister smile: "Severus, you did a good job..."

Obviously.

Snape brought him good news.

In comparison, the other subordinate in this secret room was obviously a waste. Professor Quirrell's groan interrupted Voldemort's good mood.

"Owner…"

Professor Quirrell's appearance became almost unrecognizable.

No. .

At this time, Quirrell seemed to be no longer human.

This professor, who could actually be called handsome, had a bloody face, blood flowing all over his body, and even some of his bones were exposed!

His body has almost completely collapsed!

Because of his blood...

All were dedicated to Voldemort and became the nourishment for Voldemort's resurrection!

Quirrell's palms have exposed dry finger bones, and the finger bones are still holding the magic stone tightly, but the light of the magic stone has gradually begun to dim...

There are cracks on the magic stone...

This item that can give wizards immortality has been completely damaged. Both Professor Quirrell and the Philosopher's Stone have to become victims of Voldemort's resurrection...

However, Quirrell's sacrifice...

But it completely resulted in Voldemort's true resurrection!

With the complete shattering of the Philosopher's Stone, the bodies of Voldemort and Quirrell were also completely separated. His body slowly floated in the air. The Dark Lord had returned!

For the Dark Lord…

Quirrell is just a victim...

Since it has been sacrificed, it is naturally worthless.

Voldemort slowly spread his arms and looked at his completely recovered body. He didn't even bother to look back at Quirrell who had sacrificed for him.

The Dark Lord turned his palms, covered himself with a layer of black veil with dark magic, and commanded with a cold expression: "Severus, give him a good time..."

If it's in a safe place...

Voldemort may also want to reshape Quirrell's body.

However, now that both Dumbledore and Grindelwald are watching covetously inside Hogwarts, he is too lazy to care about Quirrell as a burden!

Just looking at Quirrell's body, one could tell that he was in pain and on the verge of death, and it seemed that he might die at any time...

Give Quirrell a break...

This is the last mercy of the Dark Lord!

"Owner!"

Professor Quirrell looked at his master in disbelief!

More than a year ago, when the two of them met in the Albanian forest, that was not what Voldemort said when he bewitched him to become a Death Eater!

Why…

He obviously did it!

Why did his master give up on him!

"yes…"

Snape slowly took out his wand and pointed it at the unrecognizable Quirrell lying on the ground. He frowned slightly as if he couldn't bear to look at the fate of his colleague.

"Why don't you take action?"

A trace of dissatisfaction appeared on Voldemort's face.

"I just thought..."

Snape turned his head in confusion and suggested softly: "Professor Quirrell is of some use. He can help us attract Dumbledore's attention. Dumbledore has been staring at him..."

After finishing speaking, Snape added: "This chess piece still has value to you. Maybe we don't need to waste it now. At least it can be used as a bait..."

"Yeah?"

Voldemort's hoarse voice was a bit harsh.

The Dark Lord slowly raised his head, a strange smile flashed across his face, as if he had instantly understood Snape's thoughts, and said with a sinister smile: "Severus, are you worried that I will kill you?" Throw it out as bait?"

"…of course not…"

Snape shook his head with trembling lips. His body was slightly trembling, and he did not dare to look directly into Voldemort's eyes: "Sacrifice my life for you... This is my honor."

This is definitely what is meant to be said.

If Voldemort had any brains, he would definitely not let his loyal subordinate die; if Voldemort had no brains and really asked Snape to die, Snape would definitely beat Voldemort to death. brain…

fortunately.

Voldemort is quite knowledgeable.

As a former superior, Voldemort still knew a little bit about this trick of hitting a stick with a date.

"Severus, you are my most loyal subordinate."

Voldemort's body slowly fell to the ground. He walked step by step in front of Snape and comforted his men with a hoarse voice: "If a potions master is sacrificed, it will be a loss for the entire world..."

After saying that.

Voldemort slowly turned around. He glanced at Quirrell, who was looking completely different from a human being. He slowly stretched out his palm, and a burst of magical air suddenly blew by!

next moment!

Quirrell's wand fell out!

The wand flew directly into Voldemort's hand!

Voldemort raised the wand, slowly squatted beside Quirrell, and slowly pierced the wand into Quirrell's shoulder. A burst of dark magic flowed out of the wand!

"Ahhhhh..."

Along with the surge of magic power, Quirrell's body twitched violently, and the man's scream almost echoed through the secret room!

He couldn't suppress the pain and itching inside his body!

However, no matter how painful the body is, Voldemort's words can directly help to relieve pain. The Dark Lord whispered impatiently!

"Shut up!"

"It's... it's... the master..."

Quirrell could only breathe hard and use air conditioning to relieve his pain. He did not dare to offend Voldemort's patience!

This owner knows how to burn bridges!

If Voldemort's character issues are eliminated, his magic is indeed very powerful, and the black magic he masters is unparalleled. He can even save Quirrell, who was almost dying!

When Voldemort pulled the wand out of Quirrell's body, Quirrell's body had almost returned to its original shape. Some wounds exuded a strange silver color, and his palms, legs, and back shone like silver. Bright!

should say…

Is he worthy of being the Dark Lord?

Quirrell's injuries can actually be saved!

Snape couldn't help but have a flash of surprise in his eyes. It seems that Voldemort is really not that easy to deal with. Even the suppressed dark magic power is a bit too strong. Even Grindelwald is a bit worse. …

This is…

The power you get with your brain, right?

"Master...thank you for your...gift..."

After Quirrell's body recovered, he hurriedly stood up and turned into his stammering face again. He even glanced flatteringly at Snape next to him.

"Humph, what a pity..."

Voldemort ignored Quirrell's flattery and just looked down at the broken magic stone on the ground. He snorted again: "Forget it, I have gained eternal life anyway..."

After Voldemort felt pity for a second, his eyes fell on Quirrell, the victim. He slowly reached out and pinched Quirrell's chin, and said in a cruel voice: "You may be sent to prison by Dumbledore." Azkaban, are you willing to sacrifice for me?"

"certainly…"

Quirrell immediately followed suit, lowered his head tremblingly and said: "Sacrifice for you...this is...my honor...master..."

It's obvious.

There are big differences in the performance of the same movements by different people.

Voldemort glanced at Snape, who was calm next to him, and then at Quirrell, who he had hated in every way this year, and waved his hand towards him: "Then go ahead and help me attract Dumbledore's attention..."

"yes…"

Quirrell almost rolled and crawled away!

Voldemort looked at Quirrell's leaving figure with disdain, snorted coldly, and then said to another subordinate beside him: "Severus, come with me, let you see the greatest thing in this castle." A masterpiece…”