The Deep Sea Wizard of Hogwarts

Quirrell quickly dodged to avoid it, and the water bomb hit the door panel, making a roaring sound.

Quirrell was also surprised by this power, but after looking at the intact wooden door, he felt a little desperate.

Such a powerful water bomb could not damage the wooden door at all, let alone expect anyone outside the house to notice anything strange here. What's more, he had sent Dumbledore away specifically to get the Philosopher's Stone today.

And the fact is exactly as Quirrell guessed. No matter how loud the movement is in this room, the corridor outside is still silent. This room has been isolated by Him. Only an extremely powerful spell can break the "membrane" between the Room of Requirement and the school.

The situation had already become uncontrollable when the little wizard named Lind stood up from the ground again, and the psychological pressure that the other party put on him was not inferior to Dumbledore.

Even because of that guy's completely unreasonable way of acting, he was now even more frightened, and he had long since given up the idea of ​​dissecting and studying the other person.

And the crow on the opponent's shoulder has flown to nowhere...

Seeing that this road was impassable, Quirrell turned his head and looked behind him, and then his eyes widened involuntarily.

I saw Harry Potter hunched over, his hair hanging down like this. His steps trembled uncontrollably, as if his current standing posture was particularly forced.

At the same time, gills appeared on both cheeks, and fins were visible to the naked eye on his knees, elbows and other places. His back also bulged, making his robe bulging. It was obvious that fins were growing inside. It was something that Linde didn’t have just now.

Moreover, the colors emitted from Harry's body, including but not limited to fins, webs, scales, etc., are all blue-red, which is also different from Lind's body, whose colors are mainly blue-purple.

Harry looked at himself with a confused and somewhat horrified look, and some drool dripped from the corner of his mouth and fell into the water below.

Quirrell looked at his expression and forced himself to analyze the situation in front of him, "Harry's mental state should be fine and he is still sane, not like the little wizard just now.

No, no, no, that can't be the little wizard, he should be possessed by some kind of chaotic and crazy guy..."

"Otherwise, I wouldn't have done such a thing..."

Later, Quirrell thought of the reward the other party said, "getting a glimpse of His true face." Is this also considered a reward? ! This guy is simply more disgusting and evil than Voldemort.

On Harry's side, as the severe pain in his body gradually disappeared, he also felt changes in his body.

He lowered his head and looked at his hands blankly. Thin webs had grown between each finger. And on both sides of his jaw, he could also feel that there was a channel sucking in the rich moisture in the air.

The violent water bomb he spat out just now was just because he felt an inexplicable foreign body sensation in his throat just now, and then spat it out like spit.

Who knew it would have such a violent effect.

At the same time, every inch of his skin, every hair, and every breath seemed to be echoing the water on the ground. However, the stagnant water on the ground where his feet stood gave him a sense of discomfort, which made him want to take off his shoes and step barefoot into the water.

Then he looked at the guy in front of him, now the only living thing visible in the room.

Just when he was still a little confused, Quirrell fired a spell directly at him.

Harry just watched Quirrell wave his wand, and then he had an inference that was close to a premonition. "The spell will hit me in two seconds."

Of course, the time was not so accurate, but he could definitely feel when the curse would come.

He hurriedly turned around, and even if he didn't understand the situation in front of him, he could still understand that he was Quirrell's primary target.

It has to be said that Harry Potter has a talent for fighting. He rolled to the side and rear, and picked up the wand he just dropped.

As soon as I saw the white arms, I thought of...

Now that Quirrell had taken action against him, he thought of what Quirrell had said to him before Linder broke in. "I killed your parents..."

Even though Quirrell and Voldemort had turned against each other, in Harry's eyes, they were both on the same page.

Now, that hatred is igniting like a raging fire.

The moment he got the wand, the pool of water began to boil, as if it were boiling.

At the same time, Quirrell also chanted the magic spell loudly, "Heart-piercing and bone-cutting--"

The curse flew towards Harry, and Harry, who had obtained the wand, in this relatively comfortable environment, moved forward to release the curse with the hatred he had accumulated for more than ten years.

At this moment, he realized how powerless he was. Because he found that the magic spell released by Quirrell was very powerful, but he could only-"clear water like a spring"

But the power of this spell was much greater than he imagined. What was ejected was a jet of water as thick as the mouth of a cup, but at the same time, his magic power was also being consumed rapidly.

The water column on the physical level seems to have some kind of demon-breaking effect, even if it is directly connected to a magic spell like Cruciatus, it has an effect.

Those separated water droplets and water columns seemed to have inexplicable adsorption force, continuously sucking away the magical power of the Cruciatus Curse.

When the Cruciatus Curse hit Harry, it had become like a weak flickering fire.

The spell penetrated Harry's body, and he immediately felt a strong electric shock, which made him convulse, but this feeling quickly disappeared.

This was due to his water spell, the scales on his body, and the protective spell Lily cast for him.

Harry said with a scared look on his face: "What a terrifying curse, it actually makes me feel like I was electrocuted." At the same time, his body began to feel tired. This inexplicably powerful water curse consumed too much of his magic power. .

Quirrell, on the other hand, was caught off guard by this clear water spell and was knocked out before falling into the water. Although Harry was transformed into a deep diver by him, the transformation only took a few minutes, and his affinity for the water element was still not comparable to Lind's.

"It's this weird water spell again, it's like this again!" Quirrell roared in a low voice, he felt so uncomfortable.

Originally, all the frustration he had suffered this whole year was just for today.

In his original plan, he wanted to use its power to counter Voldemort after getting the Sorcerer's Stone today.

As a result, good news came: Voldemort sucked the blood of unicorns and became cursed. That was the first time this year that he felt happy from the bottom of his heart.

However, it was destroyed not long after.

When he was hunting unicorns for the second time and wanted to contribute to Voldemort's curse again, he was severely teased by an inexplicable guy.

good! Quirrell tolerated it, as long as it didn't affect his plan against Voldemort.

As a result, today, he scored twice. I finally managed to defeat Voldemort, but I only managed half of it, and I ended up setting myself up here. Forced to fight to the death with an eleven-year-old Gryffindor bug, he was once again struck by this inexplicable Clear Water Curse.

His life is now in danger. It is not easy to get out, and the rooms he passed before may not have detection spells.

Even if that inexplicable existence couldn't kill him, there was no doubt that he had trapped him now.

There is a high probability that he will not be able to escape now... If he had been lucky enough to find a way to escape before, now he completely wanted to kill Harry.

Quirrell thought, holding the wand firmly.

"You and the guy wearing the mask in the Forbidden Forest that day—" He staggered to his feet, his eyes filled with murderous intent.

"——What the hell is the relationship!"