Starting Over At Hogwarts

Starting Over At Hogwarts Chapter 167

2021-12-20

Chapter 167 Wesson: I don't want to be sent back to the orphanage by Mr. Crouch...

What a greedy and stupid the little fellow!

This student's face is almost full of thirst for dark magic!

Professor Quirrell's eyes narrowed slightly, and his cowardly forced smile appeared again. The little fellow named Wesson in front of him was too stupid!
Throwing a bait...

This little fellow was hooked right away!
Even the Wesson in front of him didn't even have the slightest bit of cover for his city, and he was so greedy that he wanted to learn dark magic from him...

A thirteen-year-old little fellow, the city really did Not high, suddenly exposed to the high level magic of Fiendfyre Curse, which directly exposed his greed for magic knowledge...

When Professor Quirrell thought that Wesson was greedy and stupid, Wesson's heart was for this Defense Against the The Dark Arts Professor has the exact same idea.

Wesson didn't want that either.

Wesson didn't want to be caught by them!
But Wesson's own rank is too high, Voldemort and Prof. Quirrell together are a pair of idiots. If these two are too cautious, Wesson will not bite the hook at this time, and I don't know when they will be able to take it seriously. They...

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

Professor Quirrell put away the white paper with Fiendfyre Curse written on it, a look of complacency on his face, But still persuaded solemnly: "It's too dangerous...better...don't study..."

"Yes."

Wesson hesitantly clicked nodded before continuing calmly: " Mr. Crouch once told me that dangerous magic generally means formidable power powerful, and he doesn't allow me to touch the evil dark magic..."

When he said this, Wesson's eyes showed A touch of regret: "I heard that Mr. Crouch's son Barty Jr. Mr. Crouch was addicted to dark magic, took refuge in the second generation of Dark Lord, and finally died in Azkaban..."

This is no nonsense .

The grievances between Crouch father and son and Voldemort have a long history, generally speaking, these words will definitely arouse Voldemort's rebellious heart!

Old Barty Crouch didn't let Wesson come into contact with dark magic because his son Barty Jr. Crouch took refuge in Voldemort, which caused a tragedy, so now Voldemort must want to lure Wesson to learn dark magic, let old Barty's hard work go to waste!
"he he he he ..."

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

Obviously.

Voldemort heard Wesson.

The mood of the second-generation Dark Lord immediately became a little bad, and as Wesson expected, it became a little irritable, and the will of the Dark Lord suddenly became firm!

Anyway...

Drag Wesson, the little fellow, into the water!
This is fate.

Old Barty Crouch's son is on his side, and his adopted son must also take refuge in the Dark Lord, this is their destiny!
"But..."

Professor Quirrell rubbed his forehead and hurriedly tried to change the subject, fearing that Wesson would continue to say something that would irritate Voldemort, he carefully opened the mouth and said: "As long as it is a wizard...just curious about knowledge...right? At this time...this age...you must want more power in your heart...right?"

"..."

Wesson fell silent immediately.

Evidently, his silence seemed to Professor Quirrell to be the answer to silence.

Professor Quirrell's smile slowly filled with a hint of smugness, and he continued to guide the students in front of him cautiously: "It's not...it's not unspeakable...me and you...the same... Thoughts."

"Yes, professor."

Wesson nodded nodded dully, and he seemed a little reluctant to say this: "I am really curious about dark magic, because these magics The formidable powers are great and allow us to do more...but Mr. Crouch forbids me to touch them."

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

A frenzy flashed across Professor Quirrell's face, stammered open the mouth and said: "I can teach you...teach you something useful...always come in handy!"

After speaking, Professor Quirrell saw a look of astonishment in Wesson's eyes, and quickly continued to explain: "This is... this is for you to understand their formidable power... instead of using them to do bad things... Remember?"

"...Yes, Professor."

Wesson nodded, the stunned look in his eyes.

At this time, Wesson couldn't tell whether he was caught by Professor Quirrell or whether Professor Quirrell actually caught the fish himself...

Professor Quirrell...

Is it so gullible?

Wesson, however, thought it was too simple.

Professor Quirrell's guts were still too small, he didn't dare to introduce Voldemort's existence so quickly, he just wanted to use dark magic to lure Wesson into being fooled.

Professor Quirrell doesn't plan to introduce Voldemort to Wesson until Wesson becomes obsessed with more powerful dark magic methods, and maybe he won't have the opportunity to introduce Voldemort at this time...

As long as he is today purpose achieved!

If only he could ask Wesson where the ice crystal Phoenix was!
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 him by him. Yours?"

"Um..."

Wesson murmured a few words as he clicked nodded.

No wonder why Professor Quirrell is so enthusiastic today? Sure enough, I was going to ask about it! Now Professor Quirrell isn't doing anything yet!
This guy wants to smack White Wolf from him?
This will get him out?
Of course this will get him out!
Wesson thought for less than a second, then immediately opened the mouth and said: "I remember when Mr. Crouch once went to visit Durmstrang and picked it up in Northern Europe..."

"Nordic... Durmstrang … "

The smile on Professor Quirrell's face immediately stiffened.

Who doesn't know the whole magic circle, now the Nordic countries including the Durmstrang magic school are the site of the first generation Dark Lord Grindelwald!
This difficulty is a bit too high.

All wizards know it.

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

Once Grindelwald finds out...

Whether it's him or Voldemort, it's definitely impossible to be Grindelwald's opponent, and he'll be dealt with by the Dark Lord!
Although Professor Quirrell doesn't know that the current Durmstrang is currently hosted by Karkaroff, but the risk is too great, Voldemort also impossible to let him go...

That's Grindelwald!
Not any ordinary wizard!

Even Voldemort is arrogant, and it is impossible to think that he can compete with Grindelwald in this half-dead state... This Dark Lord is not stupid!

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

"Anivia is the only one left."

Wesson lowered his head slowly, seemingly casually opening the mouth and said: "I wanted to release it when I passed by, But its herd is its own..."

"Is there... one left?"

Professor Quirrell laughed embarrassingly.

This is a good reason.

This also made Professor Quirrell rest his mind. The question is, if there is only one left, how should he find Hagrid in exchange for a way to deal with Cerberus!
"en. ”

Wesson clicked nodded, and faintly discerned mentioning: "After so many years, no one has found a second...Ice crystal Phoenix is even rarer than Dragon."

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

Professor Quirrell clicked nodded along with the words, and felt a little uncomfortable.

The most important problem is not solved...what should I do?
In order to find a way to deal with Cerberus, to be able to enter the Chamber of Secrets where Philosopher's Stone is stored, Professor Quirrell's head was about to break, so he managed to secretly hook up with Hagrid, only to find that Hagrid gave him a big deal the problem.

"What's the matter, Professor?"

Wesson asked knowingly and deliberately inserted the knife.

"No...no...nothing."

Professor Quirrell shook the head, glanced at Wesson who was still sitting here, opened the mouth and said: "No...nothing. If so...you go back first!"

"..."

Is this fucking human language?
Do you want to drive him away because he thinks he is useless?
Wesson clicked nodded hesitantly, his eyes fell on the sheet of paper with Fiendfyre Curse written on it, his eyes filled with longing for that spell.

Professor Quirrell immediately noticed this scene and laughed a little unnaturally on his face. Maybe tonight wasn't for nothing, at least this little fellow took the bait!
"Want...want to learn this magic?"

Professor Quirrell looked at Wesson with a smile, opened the mouth and said earnestly: "Fiendfyre Curse...very dangerous...if...if you want to learn If so... remember to be careful... don't... don't... don't experiment..."

"..."

Wesson's expression immediately became excited, almost Like seeing a treasure, he cautiously touched the piece of paper on the table!
bang!
Professor Quirrell's hand also held the piece of paper, a smile on his face, and a disturbing threat gradually added to his voice: "Remember...don't tell anyone...I still have a lot to do. I taught you..."

After speaking, Professor Quirrell let go of his hand like a gift, and continued with a chuckle: "Actually, you should be assigned to Swright or Ravenclaw..."

“I can’t be sorted into that.”

Wesson grabbed the sheet of paper that read Fiendfyre Curse, and seemed to explain indifferently, “Mr Crouch. He said that he is not allowed to go to the Wright House, he must let me stay away from that house, or he will stop all funding for me, he does not want me to become like Mr. Barty Jr. Crouch... "

"Yes...is it?"

Professor Quirrell's mouth curled into a mysterious smile.

However, the professor clicked nodded, and as if thinking of something, he continued to ask: "But I...I heard...you drew...Gryffindor's sword..."

"I designed it."

Wesson still stared at the paper, as if all his mind was drawn to Fiendfyre Curse, who seemed to replied subconsciously: "If I don't , I'm probably about to be sorted into Wright's Forest by Sorting Hat...

Mr. Crouch told me that secret, as long as you know what's in the Sorting Hat, you can draw that sword, I just don't want to Put on the Sorting Hat.

If I put on the Sorting Hat and I'm assigned to the Wright House, I will be dropped out of school by Mr. Crouch and sent back to the orphanage. I don't want to be sent back to the orphanage. I'm a monster, so..."

When he said this, Wesson's expression changed, he seemed to have said something that he couldn't tell, he suddenly lifted the head looked towards Quirrell professor!
The professor looked at Wesson with a mysterious smile on his face, as if he was happy to have a Wesson secret...

"Don't worry..."

Professor Quirrell looked at Wesson with a smile, he seemed to have decided that he could control Wesson, and even stopped stammering when he spoke, as if he had changed a person: "Mr. Wright, I will not say it. , this is your secret..."

"..."

Wesson's expression was a little unpleasant.

Did this Professor Quirrell really think that was meant for him?
Just when Professor Quirrell wanted to continue threatening the student, a weak voice suddenly appeared in the back of his head: "Quirrell...take off the hood...I want to say a few words to this little fellow...what a pitiful My little fellow..."

Isn't Wesson's story familiar?