Quirrell's office.
"Master... Master, I was wrong. Please give me another chance…"
Quirrell was sprawled on the ground in a sorry state, his expression ferocious.
He seemed to be in great pain.
And judging from the wails coming out of his mouth from time to time, it was even more uncomfortable than when Aylwin cast the Cruciatus Curse.
"Master... Spare me, this time someone has cast the Cruciatus Curse on me.”
"Next time, next time I'll definitely get rid of Harry Potter!”
Quirrell was the only one in the classroom, and his shrill pleas for mercy made the room seem very eerie.
Slowly, the scarf wrapped around his head fell off, revealing not the back of his head.
It was a face without nostrils.
It was Voldemort.
Voldemort had stopped torturing Quirrell, but Quirrell was still twitching.
"Forget it this time. If you miss again next time, you won't be able to see the sun tomorrow.”
Voldemort knew, too, that Quirrell had indeed been struck by the Cruciatus Curse. Moreover, the methods of the caster were very brilliant. Even he couldn't find the source.
It was a long time before Quirrell slowly rose to his feet, drenched in sweat.
"Great Master, do you know who just put the Cruciatus Curse on me, Snape?”
Quirrell asked weakly.
"Humph! Snape? With his mastery of black magic, he wouldn't be able to do it to the point where even I couldn't detect it.”
A disdainful snort came out of Voldemort's mouth.
"It must be Dumbledore, who else at Hogwarts would do something like that?”
"Dumbledore? Isn't he a light Magus?"
Quirrell asked in confusion.
"Do you really think Dumbledore is just a light wizard who knows Transfiguration? His attainments in black magic are definitely not inferior to mine! He was a sanctimonious old man!”
Voldemort's tone was extremely sarcastic, but it also hid a deep fear.
Quirrell did not dare to retort, and could only follow Voldemort's lead.
"Then what do you think his purpose is?”
"Idiot, your previous actions were too obvious and made him suspicious. This time, it's just a small warning.”
"It must be like this!"
......
Hermione looked at Aylwin firmly.
"Snape hates Harry so much, Snape must have jinxed Harry and made him fall off his broom! Ron and I both saw his lips do the incantation again.”
Hermione stopped Aylwin on his way to the library and pulled him into a corner.
Then she began to explain her and Harry's deductions.
Aylwin said that Hermione's conclusion was too arbitrary. Snape had worked at Hogwarts for so many years. If he had the intention of killing students, he would have been fired by Dumbledore.
It was true that Aylwin didn't intend to tell the trio the truth.
First, he could not explain how he knew so much.
Secondly, this was the first copy Dumbledore had given Harry, and if he had come up and flipped the table, wouldn't that have been a perfectly harmless move?
In addition, Aylwin was ready to join in at the last moment to see if he could get the Sorcerer's Stone.
He was still very interested in this ultimate product of alchemy.
Now that Aylwin had finished studying the ancient runes, he began to study the magic patterns and magic arrays.
Devil scripts and devil patterns were different.
The ultimate use of mageweaths was magic arrays and alchemy.
If he could get a sorcerer's stone, Aylwin's research progress would be greatly improved.
Seeing that Aylwin didn't believe her, Hermione pouted angrily.
She was a little upset that Aylwin trusted Snape more than her.
Although she had some different feelings for Aylwin. But the little witch decided that when she and Harry and Ron found the decisive evidence, she would make Aylwin admit his mistake and beg for her forgiveness.
At the thought of this, a silly smile appeared on Hermione's cute little round face.
Aylwin looked at the confused little witch. She seemed to have thought of something, but her smile was a little silly.
However, he was not in the mood to explore the little witch's secrets. His current task was very heavy, and the knowledge of mageweath was even more complicated. He also had to study alchemy, so he did not have enough time.
Thinking of this, he did not stay any longer and walked towards the library.
Hermione came back to her senses and saw Aylwin's back disappear into the corner of the corridor. She quickly chased after him.
"Aylwin! Slow down, I want to go to the library too!”
......
The days passed and it was Potions again.
Snape had tortured Harry Potter as usual, and had sprayed his potions worthless. Then, he announced the end of the class with satisfaction.
After the troll incident, Snape had asked Aylwin to go to his office after class, so Aylwin had not left with Harry and the others.
Snape glanced at him and motioned for Aylwin to follow him. He turned around and left the classroom, then walked toward the office.
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