Chapter 38 Voldemort couldn't hold it anymore, the old bee was so shameless! Outside Knockturn Alley, the several dark wizards who had lured Charles here earlier all limped out with bruised faces and noses. Their faces were filled with dejection. Originally, he was thinking of making a fortune from Charles, a big fat sheep, and living the life of a wealthy wizard from then on. But I never expected that this was not a fat sheep at all, but a tiger in sheep's clothing! Now not only did they not make any money, but the three precious materials they bought with the mortgage loan were snatched away by Charles, and even their wands were taken away, and they were boycotted by the dark wizards. The day of debt collection from Gringotts was imminent, and if they couldn't pay off the debts, they knew with their butts that those goblins would absolutely squeeze out all the remaining value of their lives! These dark wizards, you look at me and I look at you. "What should we do now?" "It seems like we can't survive in the British wizarding world anymore. I heard that Gringotts is as cruel as ice to wizards who owe them money!" Just when they felt they were at their wits' end, the middle-aged dark wizard in the lead gritted his teeth and said. "I know a rumor that may help us turn things around."
Several people looked over, and the middle-aged dark wizard continued. "I heard that there is such a legend in the wilderness of northern Scotland." "Legend has it that there was a pair of wizard tomb robbers who specialized in stealing treasures from tombs. They lived a wealthy life and even enjoyed robbing tombs." "Until one day, they dug up an ancient tomb and unearthed an exquisite magic necklace." "It is said that the necklace is made of a magical metal that no one has ever seen before. It is shaped like the fangs of some kind of beast. Just one look at it will give you a sense of horror mixed with gorgeous beauty." "Later, the pair of wizard tomb robbers disappeared. Some legends say that they had an internal conflict over the necklace and both died in the duel. Others say that the necklace had some special magic that made them crazy and brought them to their own cemetery." "But what is certain is that the magic necklace is absolutely priceless!" "If we could dig it out of its grave in the wilds of northern Scotland, wouldn't that be a game-changer?" After these words were spoken, several other dark wizards also showed excited looks in their eyes. The priceless magic necklace is their only chance to turn the tables. The middle-aged dark wizard continued to encourage. "A person can be unlucky for a while, but he can't be unlucky for his whole life, right?" "We have hit rock bottom. There is nothing to be afraid of anymore!" After a while, they unanimously decided to go to the wilderness of northern Scotland to look for the legendary magic fang necklace. …… Meanwhile, in Diagon Alley. The garbage truck squeaked as it rolled on its own, and Tonks was jolted in the car, feeling like she had no desire to live. Being tied up by a little wizard and shoveled away in a garbage truck like this, Tonks felt like she was having an extremely ridiculous nightmare. And Charles was walking slowly on the side, looking very relaxed.
But if you look closely, you can see that his fingers are tightly clenched on the mithril wand, and his knuckles appear raised and white. Then, as if he was tripped, Charles staggered, but in fact he took the opportunity to turn around quickly and pointed his wand at a shadow on the street. "You've followed me all the way, come out." After a moment's silence, a figure wrapped in a large turban slowly walked out from the shadows. A curious voice sounded. "How did you find me?" Looking at this figure, Charles' expression was extremely solemn. In this kind of weather, he still has a headscarf wrapped around the back of his head, so his identity is obvious. It was Professor Quirrell, the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor who was possessed by Voldemort in the original book and broke into Hogwarts to steal the Philosopher's Stone. Under that turban, on the back of Quirrell's head was Voldemort's face! Ciel didn't know when Quirrell had targeted him. Now it seemed likely that Quirrell had been in Diagon Alley before. He witnessed everything Charles did and followed him all the way. If Charles had not cast a Clean Earth spell when he left Knockturn Alley in order to completely eliminate all traces of magic he had left behind, which just happened to cover the area where Quirrell was and sensed the extremely suffocating and terrifying magic, Charles would not have discovered that there was such a person lurking in the dark. At this moment, Charles felt cold sweat gradually seeping out of his back. He is not afraid of Quirrell, what he fears is the Voldemort in Quirrell. Although Voldemort is now in a state of residual soul, which is far from his heyday, a lean camel is still bigger than a horse. Even someone like Dumbledore did not act rashly before he fully understood Voldemort's remaining strength, so naturally, Charles was very wary. While tightly gripping the wand, Ciel was ready to recite the "Killing Curse". He also felt relieved. Fortunately, I had previously deduced the Apparition, otherwise if I were to fall into this situation and fail to win, I would be at the mercy of others! As for now, at least he could still run. But what made Charles slightly relieved was that Quirrell didn't seem to have any intention of attacking him, but instead applauded him. "I saw you wandering into Knockturn Alley before, and I was going to protect you, but I realized it was not necessary at all." "Mr. Ciel, you are a little wizard of Muggle origin who has not even enrolled in Hogwarts yet, yet you have such profound attainments in Transfiguration." "If we were at Hogwarts now, I would add 100 points to your house!" After some praise, Quirrell revealed his identity. "Don't worry, I'm not a bad person." "I am the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor hired by Hogwarts this year. I was in Knockturn Alley buying some materials for my class, but I didn't expect to witness such an astonishing scene." Then, Quirrell blinked his eyes, as if trying to get closer to Ciel. "I won't tell anyone about what happened tonight. After all, everyone should have some little secrets, right?" And in the next moment, Qi Luo's temperament became even colder and deeper.
He waved his wand casually, and a street lamp turned into a thick python, coiled on the street, making a hissing sound. When Charles saw this scene, his pupils shrank slightly and he exclaimed in amazement. It looks like Voldemort in Quirrell has taken action. Is he showing his strength to himself? This kind of transformation is indeed amazing. Although Ciel was the first to deduce Transfiguration, his attainments were only as profound as those of ordinary wizards. Compared with perverted geniuses like Voldemort and Dumbledore, his level was not even as good as theirs when they graduated, let alone Voldemort today. Just this move of Voldemort made a deep blue reminder sound in Charles' mind. "The host has obtained the living creature transformation branch material of the Transfiguration spell. The points required for secondary deduction in this direction have decreased." Such a reminder made Charles happy. Wow, I didn’t expect that when I first met Voldemort, he gave me a small gift? As for why Voldemort showed off his Transfiguration skills in front of him, Charles probably guessed that he wanted to seduce him so that he would continue to look for him after entering Hogwarts, or even help him steal the Philosopher's Stone. He might even make himself a hidden agent lurking beside Dumbledore. This made an idea come to Charles' mind. There aren't many opportunities to come into contact with a wizard of Voldemort's level. Although Dumbledore had previously promised to teach Charles more spells, this old bee was too wary and would set tests at every turn, which was not very pleasant. If he could see more advanced magic here at Voldemort's place, the materials Deep Blue could obtain alone would be enough to save Charles a lot of deduction points in the future. But Voldemort was not a philanthropist. When he possessed Quirrell, he had to consume his own strength. If he had not been greatly stimulated, he would not have displayed too much advanced magic. Is there any way to make Voldemort act on his impulse? Just as Charles was thinking about it, Voldemort, who possessed Quirrell, spoke tempting words. "Char, your talents and gifts are not something that ordinary professors can teach you." "But I happen to know some powerful magic, such as the Transfiguration you just saw. After school starts, you can come to me for advice if you need to learn any magic." "Teach me, but don't keep anything secret." Looking at Charles, Voldemort was very confident that this little wizard would not be able to resist the temptation and come to him. How could a talented young wizard who already had such great accomplishments in Transfiguration before entering school resist the temptation to learn more advanced magic? ! At this moment, Charles' eyes lit up and a thought flashed through his mind like lightning. Immediately, a look of disappointment appeared on his face. "Ah, Professor, I thought you were going to teach me something, but it turns out it's Transfiguration." Then, Charles lowered his voice. "Then let me tell you a little secret. Headmaster Dumbledore has already promised me that he will personally teach me Transfiguration after school starts." "The headmaster also said that his Transfiguration is the strongest in the entire wizarding world."
"I even asked the principal who had better Transfiguration skills, him or the You-Know-Who. The principal said that the You-Know-Who wasn't even worthy of carrying his shoes." "According to the principal, a lot of the You-Know-Who's magic was actually plagiarized from his notes, and then shamelessly claimed it as his own. It's simply shameless!" After Charles said this, Quirrell's expression gradually became stiffer. "???" "what?" "Dumbledore, old... old headmaster, said that?!" "Fuck, how shameless!" (End of this chapter)