"Help!"
Quirrell hurriedly shouted after hearing the knock on the door.
Lorne frowned and put down the wand in his hand.
It seemed that he could only give up on the idea of giving his senior another shot.
"Consider yourself lucky!"
Pettigrew looked at Voldemort, who was still in shock, with disdain. Then, under the other party's incredulous gaze, he directly passed through the wall and disappeared from the room.
Quirrell was still clutching his arm, screaming in pain.
"Idiot, stop shouting! They'll find me when they come in!”
Voldemort cursed, unwilling to give up.
Then, he used the magic power that he had recovered a little to wrap the purple headscarf on the ground again.
"Professor Quirrell, are you all right?"
Filch, who was outside, heard the cry for help and kicked open the wooden door.
He was a Squib and did not know how to use spells. He could only use this simple and crude way to open the door.
The wooden door was kicked open with a bang, and Filch saw Professor Quirrell lying on the ground, wailing.
The other party was hugging his arm and trembling non-stop, and fresh blood was flowing out of his nose.
This was the effect of being hit by the Killing Curse, which was not very powerful!
Though Filch was a Squib, he had spent decades at Hogwarts and seen all kinds of spells.
It was like a truly powerful Killing Curse. The dead couldn't even see any injuries.
However, if the power was weak, the injured person might have a nosebleed and pain all over his body.
Someone attacked Hogwarts at night!
Filch's clouded eyes sank into horror. This was a big deal, and Headmaster Dumbledore had to be told!
"Come on, Filch, I... I can still be saved!”
"Get me to the infirmary and get Snape here!”
Professor Quirrell looked at Filch, who was frozen in place, and stammered in pain.
It didn't matter whether that annoying Snape was targeting him or not. The only person who could save him now was the Potions Master, Snape!
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At night, in the bathroom on the third floor.
Lorne looked at his trembling hands because of Avada's death and could not help but feel a little regretful.
"Looks like these Unforgivable Curses aren't that easy to learn.”
He remembered the few spells in the Restricted Section that he had read through when he had been studying them with Hermione.
However, due to the lack of experimental subjects, he did not have the opportunity to use it.
This was the first time he had used the legendary most vicious Killing Curse.
He did not expect it to be so difficult to control.
The moment he cast the spell, Lorne felt that the powerful magic power was out of control, and then the hand holding the wand trembled.
At least half of the green Killing Curse's power had been deflected.
In other words, Quirrell's arm had only been grazed.
He had wanted to practice his skills again, but Filch, who was patrolling outside, had arrived.
Moreover, his current condition was not too good, because almost an hour had passed.
In other words, his current ugly appearance would not last long before he changed back.
Lorne stood in front of the mirror in the bathroom. His height began to shrink, and his fat body became thinner and stronger. Soon, his golden hair grew back, and he recovered.
"Tonight's plan is complete.”
He had perfectly used Pettigrew's identity to disgust Voldemort.
He had thought that Voldemort would find out sooner or later that he was in disguise, and as a genius of Slytherin, he knew about the compound potion.
Lorne did not care.
He just wanted to see what was wrong with Senior Tom.
After exchanging some learning experiences with Senior Tom, he felt that there were many areas where he was lacking and needed to learn well.
For example, Avada's Lifestealer's control!
This was also why he chose to walk through the wall at the back, not caring if Voldemort would find him.
After the mission was completed, Lorne yawned sleepily.
Then, he returned to his dormitory and went to sleep.
She slept very comfortably tonight.
But Quirrell and Snape, who were already lying in their beds, were completely confused.
"What did you say? Tell me that coward is not dead!？”
Snape's usual calm was gone, and he shouted at Quirrell in disbelief.
"He even wants to be the Dark Lord?"
"Yes, I saw him use the Killing Curse on me.”said Quirrell, holding up his waxed arm."My arm is the best proof.”
Quirrell, guided by an angry Voldemort, told Pettigrew that he was still alive.
Quirrell's life was saved after Snape's potion concoction, but the arm he had rubbed against would take at least half a month to recover.
"That cowardly rat is still alive…"
Snape narrowed his eyes and looked like Quirrell, who was not lying.
According to Dumbledore's instructions, he knew that Quirrell was definitely related to Voldemort.
But according to Quirrell, Pettigrew was a Death Eater and wanted to kill him.
And tonight, the two sides, who were on the same side, had already come into conflict.
It looked like he had to go and find Dumbledore.
However, it was surprising that the rat was still alive.
Hatred flashed through Snape's dark eyes. Good thing you're not dead.
In the past, that rat had been hiding behind the three of them and had no chance to teach him a lesson. However, it was different now.
"I'll show you regret, Pettigrew!”
Snape's whisper was loud and clear in the silent corridor.
The moonlight shone on the principal's office.
Dumbledore's face turned serious after hearing what Snape had to say.
"What a great lie and joke. I didn't expect Pettigrew to be alive.”
"And he's a Death Eater, and what's even more ridiculous is that he's got the Medal of Merlin.”
Snape added.
Pettigrew was a spy, and even he, an insider who had joined the Death Eaters long ago, had no news of him.
Pettigrew's defection had occurred near the end of the war.
And at that time.
"It wasn't Sirius who betrayed Lily, it was that cowardly rat!”
said Snape through gritted teeth.
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