I Am Hermione, Travel Through Marvel to Be the Savior

Impulse is the devil, or squatting in the corner with toilet paper is reassuring.

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The all-powerful Hermione, wearing a whole body of equipment, squatted in the corner of the dangerous center, so that no outsiders would notice.

The system prompts: [Congratulations for completing option 4, rewarding 1 roll of toilet paper]

not bad!

Hermione comforted herself that the daily necessities rewarded by the system were all of the best quality and least harmful to the skin, and they could be used when visiting relatives.

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On Hermione's side, the choices she faced were overwhelming, and her emotions were also turbulent.

And Harry and Professor Quirrell are still engaged in a one-on-one duel.

Professor Quirrell looked like he was sure of winning. He stood in front of the Mirror of Erised and asked, "What is this mirror for? Where is the Philosopher's Stone?"

Suddenly, a mysterious voice seemed to come from the abyss of hell.

Hermione, who was crouching in the corner with the toilet paper in her arms, felt her scalp tingling. This was the first time she had heard Voldemort's voice since she traveled through the dangerous Hogwarts for a year.

"Let that kid come over..."

Voldemort also seems to know that Harry Potter is the Chosen One, just like the legendary holy sword inserted in the stone, only the Chosen One can easily pull it out, ordinary people can't do it at all.

And if you want to get the Sorcerer's Stone, you must use Harry Potter.

"Harry! Come here!"

Professor Quirrell yelled at Harry Potter.

In the original play, Harry Potter seemed to be hypnotized, and the silly things just passed away.

The Harry Potter IQ here is online, although he was misled by Hermione before, leading to misunderstanding Professor Snape for a year.

But he is not really stupid, if the bad guys let you go, you just pass by obediently?

Here Harry shook his head, not only did not go over, but backed away.

And quickly took out his wand, ready to fight to the death with Professor Quirrell!

Chapter 66 Women's Clothing, Daba Daba

Harry's excellent response surprised Professor Quirrell with a hint of appreciation.

The atmosphere became anxious, and Professor Quirrell's magic was still very good. When he raised his hands, the surrounding flames burned out of thin air.

Block Harry's escape route.

Against a freshman, Professor Quirrell didn't even bother to take out his wand.

Although Professor Quirrell here is as arrogant as the villain in the original play, it is obvious that he is more powerful as a villain. Unlike the wizard in the original play, he fights like a shrewd woman.

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I saw Professor Quirrell chanting a spell, and with a wave of his hand, Harry felt as if he had been hit hard, and the wand in his hand fell off.

Immediately, Harry was strangled by the curse, his body flew into the air, and then flew to Professor Quirrell, looking at the Mirror of Erised in front of him, Professor Quirrell was full of villain charm: "Harry Potter, as long as you Obey me and I will not kill you."

"If you disobey my order again, I will smash your skull and let your body be buried here forever."

Professor Quirrell is a man who likes to use tricks. Whether he released trolls on Halloween, cast spells on Quidditch, or later used dragon eggs to deceive Hagrid, Professor Quirrell is a meticulous person, step by step.

Tonight, at such an important moment, he doesn't need to pretend anymore.

Facing a well-known first-year kid who often spoils his good deeds, Professor Quirrell can show his unusual viciousness.

"..."

Perhaps Harry Potter was frightened, or maybe he was controlled by a spell, unable to move his body.

"Nice job, Quirrell..."

The terrifying voice of Voldemort, which made people's scalp tingle, sounded again, as if reverberation had been activated in this closed place.

Hermione, who was squatting in the corner, swore that if she had a submachine gun in her hand at this moment, she would definitely give Professor Quirrell dozens of bullets without any hesitation, buying one and getting one free.

If it's not enough, take another bottle.

Too bad she didn't, so let's hope Harry has the best of luck.

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"Harry Potter, tell me, what do you see in this mirror?"

Professor Quirrell didn't want to admit that he just saw himself wearing women's clothing in the Mirror of Erised. Could it be that he is still a big guy in women's clothing?

This is absolutely impossible!

At close range, Professor Quirrell's scolding voice was quite terrifying, completely different from his usual performance.

Sure enough, people's hearts are complicated, and at different times, a person's state is also different.

Harry looked at the Mirror of Erised. When Miss Hermione misled him and Ron, saying that this mirror could see the future, Harry believed it at first.

But when Ron saw that he was married to Hermione, it made Harry feel wrong here.

Harry here knew Hermione here, and he always felt that this kind of thing was more like Ron's wishful thinking.

Hermione here is beautiful and delicate, she looks approachable, everyone loves flowers, but in fact, no one can really get close to Hermione's heart.

No one can understand what is going on in her heart.

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Harry found that the Mirror of Erised was really magical, it was completely different from what Harry saw for the first time.

The first time Harry saw his parents inside, they were still so young, if they were still alive, they must have been the age of uncles and aunts.

But this time, he was forced to look over.

Maybe my heart is full of worries about the Sorcerer's Stone!

'Must not let Voldemort get the Philosopher's Stone. '

'Must not let Voldemort get the Philosopher's Stone. '

Perhaps it was the magic mirror that heard Harry's call. Harry looked at the mirror, and there was also a [Harry Potter] in it. The Harry Potter was clean and had a confident smile on his face. [He] seemed to be It was the ideal version of himself in Harry's mind at the moment.

That [Harry] took out the Philosopher's Stone confidently, and was aware of Harry that [he] had put the Philosopher's Stone into Harry's pocket.

Then instantly.

In reality, Harry just felt that the inside of his trousers pocket was bulging, and it was obvious that there was something inside.

Harry subconsciously reached in.

'Gosh!Is this the Sorcerer's Stone? '

Like a huge crystal, the texture is superb, cool and smooth to the touch. Even if he didn't take it out, Harry could still feel that what was in his pocket at the moment was not ordinary things, but the hope of the entire wizarding world.

"What did you see? Tell me!"

Professor Quirrell was getting impatient.

Standing in front of the Mirror of Erised, everyone can only see what they can see. Professor Quirrell can't help but stare into the Mirror of Erised all the time. It's a great shame for him to sway his head like a lady-dressed man.

This may not be the real Mirror of Erised power.

It's a bad taste of the headmaster Dumbledore.

Of course, no one knows the truth.

Harry actually got the Sorcerer's Stone in his pocket, he was extremely guilty, and his forehead was covered with cold sweat.

"Me, I saw in the mirror... saw me becoming a Quidditch star, me, winning the House Cup."

This reason seems normal and fits the wish of the child wizard.

However, to that terrifying voice from the abyss of hell, Voldemort retorted: "He lied!"

Voldemort was unwilling to continue to be wrapped in cloth, he asked Professor Quirrell to let him out.

Facing Voldemort, Professor Quirrell became cautious again and said: "Master, I can deal with this elementary school student..."

But Professor Quirrell did not dare to disobey Voldemort, he still untied the cloth on his head.

For more than a year, Professor Quirrell has been wrapped in a thick cloth on his head, and no one can find out whether he has hemorrhoids or tumors on his head.

But at this moment, Harry stood aside, his heart almost shrank with fright.

Even Miss Hermione, who was crouching invisible in the corner, had already had a psychological expectation, and her heart tightened with fright.

so horrible!

Even if I have seen it in a movie, but at this moment, I am personally on the scene, and I am really facing the big devil in the magical world.

The terrifying atmosphere, chilling air, and icy senses are all enough to make one almost suffocate.

Voldemort's face, on the back of Professor Quirrell's head, was distorted and terrifying.

Voldemort suddenly opened his eyes, as if being stared at by death.

Fortunately, even Niubi's Voldemort did not find Miss Hermione squatting in the corner.

Voldemort stared at Harry, and for a moment Harry felt almost immobile, as if under a holding spell.

Voldemort's voice was resentful, like the wailing coming from the steel pipe, with its own reverberation.

"Harry Potter, look, what have I become because of you?"

"People are not human, ghosts are not ghosts, in order to survive, they are like a poor parasite that can only parasitize on others."

"The blood of the unicorn can delay my death, but it can't make me live forever. Therefore, I must get the Philosopher's Stone."

Voldemort may have endured the sweaty smell of Professor Quirrell's turban cloth for too long every day, and he has been aggrieved for too long. At this moment, like a boudoir, he growled at the culprit, Harry.

"Harry Potter, you are the most special wizard in the wizarding world besides me. As long as you and I cooperate, we can do a great job in this world."

Voldemort is indeed Voldemort, even if he has become a parasite, his means and the charm of the villain boss are not comparable to Professor Quirrell.

"As long as you help me get the Philosopher's Stone, I can help you resurrect your parents..."

Voldemort's magic level is still very high. He seems to be able to change the magic on the Mirror of Erised with a few words, so that Harry Potter can see the young parents in the mirror, so kind and warm.

At the same time, Professor Quirrell was so touched that he almost burst into tears. Just now, he had to endure the teasing of the magic mirror, which made him look at his own big guy in women's clothing for so long, scratching his head and showing off.