Hogwarts: My Plants Have Billions Of Evil Points

Looking at the students laughing and laughing on weekends, Quirrell felt that he was a bit out of place in this school.

Those children were young and in full bloom, but they looked young, but in fact their bodies were withering and rotting like rotten wood.

Even the Squib who cleaned up the castle was in better shape than he was.

All this is thanks to his honorable master, who is like a leech lying on his bones and sucking his marrow, gradually sucking his life away." City Quirrell himself dared not speak out.

Recently, Quirrell noticed that his body began to emit a peculiar smell, which made him have to cover up the peculiar smell emitted by himself with strong spices.

This made him think of a piece of rotten meat steak marinated in spices.

He was very familiar with this smell. In the past, when Voldemort possessed those God of Gamblers snakes, they would emit this smell soon after.

Then in a few days, these poisonous snakes will die suddenly, and Voldemort will continue to exist in the body of another poisonous snake.

He is a demon, watering his soul with other lives, and the next victim is himself.

Unless he can find a unicorn and suck its blood.

Although this will make himself entangled with a vicious curse, Quirrell still chooses to curse before dying and being cursed.

 …

Who the hell can tell him where all the unicorns have gone? Except for the first time I met a follower and lost it, I never saw it. Where did it go.

Is this so undead?

Quirrell thought angrily, and patted his forehead involuntarily.

He felt that his condition was very bad, not only physically, but also mental and memory were damaged to varying degrees. He originally wanted to show well in the Defense Against the Dark Arts class

But every time I go to class, I feel my mind goes blank.

The knowledge he had memorized in the past and the magic he practiced seemed to have disappeared, and he couldn't recall them at all, let alone teach them to his students.

This made his status in Hogwarts plummet, almost turning into a joke.

But this is not without benefits. For example, the students all think that they are a dull and honest person, and a dull and honest person will not do bad things.

But Quirrell couldn't be happy, his intuition told him that his condition might have deteriorated to a certain extent, and he might die suddenly at any time.

"As long as you find the Philosopher's Stone, you won't necessarily die." Voldemort's cold voice suddenly sounded in Quirrell's mind, making Quirrell's body tremble.

"Master...Master...you are awake," Quirrell said, fighting back his fear.

"Yeah, I heard you complaining as soon as I woke up, and the distracting thoughts in your mind are almost killing me." Voldemort said cruelly, "If you have this time to complain, don't you have time to inquire about the checkpoints set by other professors?" ?”

At this time, neither Voldemort nor Quirrell took the initiative to go to the corridor on the third floor to see what kind of dangerous things were there.

All they know about it is Dumbledore's "don't go there if you don't want misfortune", and Dumbledore telling him "to prepare some dangerous levels for protecting something.

Obviously, the Philosopher's Stone was hidden in the corridor on the third floor, but Quirrell didn't dare to act rashly, because if he didn't pay attention, his life would be lost.

How could he have imagined that Dumbledore's so-called level of guarding "something" would be some weird and funny thing?

He also thought that other professors tried their best to create levels in order to protect the Philosopher's Stone.

So before breaking in, it is necessary to inquire about the content of the checkpoint.

But Dumbledore told him in advance that the professors didn't know each other's content of the level, which made him very distressed. When inquiring about the content of the level, he was always cautious about insinuating, for fear of arousing others' suspicion.

But even so, he was still suspected.

"Sorry master, I tried my best, but those professors are too tight-lipped, I didn't even find out what was suspected by that Snape." Quirrell said without tears.

"Snape..." Voldemort fumbled. "He's a very astute man indeed."

"Master, let's find a way to kill him, so that my actions will be easier." Quirrell, who was thinking of bad ideas, said quietly.

....... Don't think about superfluous things. "Voldemort said indifferently. "If you really can't get any information, then don't inquire. Find an opportunity to cause confusion. Why don't you go and see for yourself?"

But... but the master, the three-headed dog in the first level... I'm worried...々……" Quirrell said in fear.

He was worried that he would be bitten into several pieces by the three-headed dog.

"With me here, what are you worried about? What you need to worry about is under what circumstances will the chaos you cause be able to hold down all the professors, and at the same time, no students around will notice or disturb you." Voldemort said.

"But master, what should I do?" Quirrell asked.

..." Voldemort's voice faltered.

Is it possible that I will lose my intelligence by boarding Quirrell? Is this guy really a student of La Wen Keluo?

Voldemort complained in his heart.

"Don't you think about it? Didn't you arrange the troll in the level and haven't sent it into the level yet? Take it out and use it!" Voldemort roared angrily, wishing to use this useless shredded by his hands.

"I'm sorry Master, please calm down," Quirrell (Wang Qian's) brow was dripping with cold sweat, but he still asked a little embarrassedly, "But how can I prevent the students from noticing me, you see , they're always running around the castle valley."

"Then bide your time! You stupid bastard, wouldn't you choose the time when the students have to gather together for the professors to manage?" Voldemort's roar shook Quirrell's head.

"I see, Master." Hearing Voldemort break up the plan and tell himself, Quirrell, who felt that his brain was not enough, finally understood, and Streak agreed.

To say that such an opportunity is not impossible, Quirrell remembers that it will be Halloween in a while, and the tradition of Hogwarts has never changed, and that is to hold a dinner on the night before Halloween.

All students, professors and other school staff will be there.

That was his chance!.