Chapter 89 Must Be Interesting

"Armor protection!"

Quirrell was obviously not weak, so he immediately blessed himself with an iron armor curse, and quickly counterattacked, "Break into pieces!"

The spell was lifted slightly by Snape, and he looked at Quirrell coldly, "I thought you were smart enough to know not to use the Philosopher's Stone."

Quirrell took a step back in fear, gritted his teeth, "Snape, I'm not afraid of you!"

Saying that he was not afraid, Snape moved forward step by step, but he could only retreat step by step.

Seeing that Snape was already blocked in front of the door where the Philosopher's Stone was stored.

Quirrell's face was full of unwillingness.

Suddenly he snapped his fingers, and a rope appeared out of thin air, sweeping towards Snape, so fast that Snape didn't even realize it, he was restrained and fell to the ground.

Boom!

The rope exploded and turned into a point of light in mid-air.

"Small tricks..."

Before Snape could finish speaking, a huge three-headed dog jumped out from the door, stepped on Snape's body with its huge paws, and bit down on three huge mouths full of fangs.

"armor……"

Before Snape could finish his spell, he snapped his fingers, and the rope appeared again, grabbing his wand.

The head of the three-headed dog bit Snape's calf viciously.

"Armor protection!"

"Expel!" The magic spell lighted up, and the three-headed dog was ejected.

All of this happened so fast, within a few seconds, Anton swallowed.

He had seen Snape's sharp edge without a shadow before.

Quirrell didn't expect him to be so strong. Although he didn't look as powerful as Snape, he was very wretched. He deliberately let Snape walk to the door, and cleverly used "he was afraid of Snape" and "he opened the door". Two status quo.

And the magic of this rope!

Cast without a staff!

Silent curse!

Sure enough, there is no one who can be promoted from teacher to professor by Dumbledore's fancy!

Anton himself knows a lot now, but if he is against Snape, forget it, if he is against Quirrell...

Only the 'Misplaced Soul Curse' works.

Yes, that seems to be the trick.

It's useless to transform into a werewolf. The rope that this man casts without a staff is simply a magical skill.

Especially for giant creatures that cannot release magic, Anton himself can think of countless ways to restrain giant monsters with ropes.

You can't underestimate anyone.

Anton clenched his wand tightly, thinking about how he should get out of this ghostly place reasonably.

What the hell is in front of him!

A loyal Death Eater of Voldemort, who later turned into Snape, Dumbledore's most trusted subordinate, and Snape didn't know that Voldemort was parasitic in Quirrell's body.

One is Voldemort's temporary Horcrux, half slave and half subordinate Quirrell, and a weak character who was ridiculed at school before against the most powerful professor?

Yes, and a vicious three-headed dog.

Three-headed dogs are not classified on the Ministry of Magic's Magical Beasts Danger Class because the creatures are extremely rare.

Quirrell, who can easily deal with giant monsters, can only use the dragon egg to go to Hagrid to cheat the secret of breaking through the level when facing the three-headed dog. His strength can be imagined.

Unknown level, rare, powerful elite monsters!

Is this a situation that a little first-year wizard like me can face?

Professor Quirrell looked at Snape bitterly, his expression changed, and he finally turned and left helplessly. At this moment, he saw Anton at the corner, and a sneer suddenly appeared on his face.

The Dark Lord was clearly fond of the little wizard.

But it only represents the Dark Lord.

He worked hard to go to Albania to find the Dark Lord, tried his best to restore the Dark Lord's ability, and also helped steal the Philosopher's Stone to resurrect the Dark Lord.

All the credit is his, why is there such a small thing to steal the Dark Lord's attention!

He came first!

Obviously he came first!

Why is this little wizard!

He snapped his fingers again, and the rope appeared, wrapped around Anton's wrist, and pulled him out of the corner.

But at this time, Snape turned over and got up, enduring the severe pain of bloody calf, and the curse that he shot with all his strength in hatred was coming quickly.

Anton was pulled out by the rope, facing Snape's cursed light head-on.

What the hell, isn't this the same move that Snape killed the goblin Pedro to the point of death and lay there for half a year?

"Armor protection! Armor protection! Armor protection!"

Regardless of whether he could prevent it or not, he kept releasing the Iron Armor Curse on himself, superimposing them one by one.

Boom!

Anton was knocked into the air by the spell, and he hit Quirrell with great force, smashing him against the stone wall of the castle.

puff!

Quirrell spat blood.

He watched in disbelief as the little wizard climbed up from him as if nothing was wrong, grabbed him who was about to flee, and said with concern on his face, "Professor, are you okay?"

What the hell! let me go!

If you hadn't procrastinated, I would have left long ago!

Gululu.

Blood gushed from his throat.

Quirrell felt very bad, he felt that his chest was about to collapse, and there were painful groans from his ribs, internal organs, and spine.

And the Dark Lord he relied on the most, the master, also completely lost the roar in his head because of this collision.

He looked at the little wizard in front of him with some despair.

It was him who slowed down the recovery of the Dark Lord's physical strength!

It was him, who didn't die under Snape's spell and seriously injured himself, he could have just run away!

It was still him, holding on to himself.

He kicked his legs back hard, but he could only slam into the wall hard, with no way to retreat.

But what the hell, this little brat is still calling out with hypocritical concern, "Professor, are you all right, are you all right, are you all right?"

put! open! I!

Don't grab me!

Didn't you see that Snape was coming over?

ah~~~~

Quirrell now regrets that he just pulled Anton for a while, and let himself stay in such a sudden change, otherwise he would have left long ago.

Everyone looked up and looked down. No matter how much Snape cares, it will be a matter of the future. Quirrell is sure that everyone will maintain the harmony on the surface.

Just leave now!

But the little wizard held on tightly!

"Professor, are you okay!" The little wizard's voice was choked with sobs, and concern was written on his face.

"You don't want to die!"

"professor!"

After such a delay, Snape arrived with a limp, his empty eyes full of murderous intent.

"Quirinus Quirrell..."

Quirrell swallowed, looking at Snape nervously.

He didn't notice that Anton stared at him with cold eyes, as if he was looking at a dead person.

The little wizard's wand was already pointed at him quietly under his wizard's robes.

Yes, Anton's black magic was restricted by Dumbledore, and the spells he could release could not be too many. In addition to the bionic spell, there were only two non-dark spells he knew before entering school: the levitation spell and the iron armor spell.

Other than that, it's just some ordinary spells learned by first-year students and some black magic that Voldemort taught that can't be used temporarily.

But it can't kill people?

joke!

Anton also discovered that he has an extremely powerful talent for the floating spell in the spell class a few days ago.

Those weak students practiced for a whole class, but they couldn't let a feather float.

But for him, the old wizard just overheard a few words and came back to teach him, so he floated a heavy chair.

What's even more outrageous is that it is said that most of the things that can be lifted by this spell among senior students will not exceed the weight that one person can lift.

He didn't have much practice, so he let a large eight-meter-high machine fly into the box of the Untraceable Stretching Curse on Pedro's island.

What kind of concept is this? He is very interested in giving Quirrell a floating spell.

Only for Quirrell's head.

With a slight mention, take advantage of the trend!

He hasn't tried it yet, but it must be interesting.