Hogwarts: Wizards Supreme

The exams are gradually approaching, the academic pressure is increasing, and the homework in various subjects has become even more arduous.

But this was nothing to Brian.

He continued his study plan, practicing spells in the Room of Requirement, enriching his knowledge reserve in the library, and sometimes wearing an invisibility cloak and sneaking into the restricted book area to look for interesting books.

Malfoy found new fun. He always took the trouble to taunt Harry and the others with deducting points. Once a day, seeing Harry's angry but helpless look, he felt refreshed all day long. , even the heavy homework doesn’t seem so annoying anymore.

Harry, on the other hand, was just the opposite. He had always been lethargic recently and felt like a street rat.

Brian knew this, but he could only shake his head helplessly. Malfoy seemed to regard this as a daily stress relief activity.

He took the time to mix the last few bottles of vitality potions with the potions at hand, and gave them to Quirrell at the right time. But Brian didn't think he could use the vitality potion anymore, he was so weak.

"Oh, no... no... I can't do it anymore, please..." Quirrell muttered while sobbing.

"Okay... okay..." He finally gave in and said with a trembling tone.

Quirrell's appearance is very much like his usual disguise.

This was the second time Brian heard Quirrell plead to the Dark Lord.

Obviously, Quirrell also struggled, not wanting to let the darkness swallow him completely.

But it is also obvious that he failed time and time again. Unable to struggle, he finally let his soul fall into the abyss.

Brian heard Quirrell talking to himself and sighed secretly.

Ever since Quirrell met the Dark Lord and decided to work for him, he couldn't look back.

He could not resist the power of the Dark Lord, and could only watch himself sink deeper and deeper into death.

Brian should take this as a warning. In fact, he was repeatedly jumping sideways on the edge of danger.

Brian adjusted his expression and walked up to Quirrell.

"Professor Quirrell, this is the potion for you." He said softly.

"Ah, Foley, thank you, I think I don't need it anymore." Quirrell stopped sobbing and returned to a calm state, but his tone was still trembling slightly.

"I need your help, Foley." He looked deeply at Brian.

"Oh?" Brian asked curiously.

"The Dark Lord needs the blood of unicorns to restore his strength, Foley." Quirrell said lightly, "However, unicorns are always keenly aware of darkness and malice. They hide far away from me. I always Can't find them."

"Then how can I help you?" Brian tilted his head.

"When there are more people, I can hide my malice better." Quirrell said coldly, "I need you to come with me to the Forbidden Forest."

"Originally, I wanted to follow Rubeus Hagrid secretly, but he has the keenness of a beast and can easily mess up my good deeds."

"The Dark Lord needs you, Foley." Quirrell said calmly.

"But don't I have ill intentions towards unicorns?" Brian was a little confused.

"No, they are more about staying away from the darkness in people's hearts." Quirrell sneered, "Anyway, Foley, there is more than just darkness in your heart."

Brian looked at Quirrell's gaze that seemed to contain malice and nodded slightly.

"Of course, I will help you, Professor Quirrell." Brian bowed slightly, hiding his darkened eyes under his black hair.

After returning to the common room, Brian sat in the armchair next to the window, staring blankly at the deep lake outside the window, tapping the armrest with his fingers.

"Quirrell is getting deeper and deeper. The malice in his eyes is so obvious." Brian thought, "When he asked me to go with him this time, he didn't actually consider my safety."

"He knew that I might be injured in the Forbidden Forest, or exposed to Dumbledore. But he didn't care so much anymore. The Dark Lord needed to recover his strength, and Quirrell's body wouldn't last long." Brian laughed. He smiled and said, "In his eyes, I am a chess piece that can be abandoned at any time."

"Actually, it's safest to report it to Dumbledore, and it will be settled once and for all." Brian thought, "However, it doesn't seem like I can't play with him. After all, I can also get witness points."

"Although Dumbledore knew that Quirrell had a problem, he was still playing a long game to catch the big fish. He did not monitor Quirrell himself, but just asked Snape to pay attention to him." Brian smiled, "How confident. That's right. , no matter what, Quirrell can't turn it out of his palm."

"Well...witness point..." Brian knocked on the armrest, "How should we do it?"

"It is difficult to control the time when a unicorn is discovered. But the Dark Lord will definitely not be satisfied with a unicorn. Maybe there will be a chance?" When Malfoy and the others are in confinement, the actors can be in place.

"There's another question. The person who was imprisoned in the original book was Neville, but now it's Ron."

"Will this have any impact?" Brian's eyes flashed with thought, "If you have the chance, you can test it this time. After all, Neville's role this time is actually not important."

"If this can be proven, it shows that the system is not so demanding on actors. It only needs to ensure that the main actors are present, even Harry Potter."

"This way, there will be a lot of room for maneuver next semester."

Brian's eyes were deep.

Daphne gently sat next to him and said in a light tone: "What are you thinking about, Brian?"

"I'm thinking about how to do something bad." Brian smiled.

"Haha, you are so funny." Daphne pursed her lips and smiled. She stroked Daisy's fur gently.

"Then what if I really want to do something bad?" Brian stared at her with his calm black eyes.

"Well, I think... you must have a reason to do it." Daphne pondered for a moment and said, "But no matter what, you won't do anything to hurt your friends, right? So I will support you."

Looking at Daphne's serious face, Brian couldn't help but laugh.

"So, as long as it's not something that hurts my friends, you will support me? Even if it's something very evil?" Brian said.

Daphne's little face wrinkled, she thought for a long time and said, "As long as it's not about betraying a friend, I think I'm willing to support you."

"I'm honored to have a friend like you, Daphne," Brian sighed.

"You too." Daphne raised her chin slightly, revealing a graceful curve like a swan. She smiled peacefully.

"If that's important to you, then just do it." Daphne looked at him worriedly and said, "I will cheer for you."

"Pfft... I was just kidding, Daphne." Brian chuckled, "You don't really think I'm going to do anything evil, do you?"

Daphne glared at him with her blue eyes and said angrily: "Okay, do whatever you want, I won't care about you anymore."

With that said, the little girl hugged Daisy and ran away briskly.

Brian shook his head slightly, but the smile on his face gradually disappeared.

He turned his head to look at the huge water monster passing by the window, and his eyes were gradually filled with darkness.

He is bound to do and is doing things that will disappoint his friends, isn't he? In other words, he has never really opened his heart to anyone.

He could only use lies to cover up everything and comfort himself that the ending was good.

In this world, he will eventually let down many people.

"But, I have always been on the right path."

When he is strong enough, everything he wants will come to him.

…

Brian wore clothes that were convenient for walking in the forest, a black hooded robe, a mask, and came to the edge of the Forbidden Forest under the cover of the invisibility cloak.

In the distance, Hagrid's hut was lit with lights, and the sound of dogs barking could be vaguely heard.

Brian put the invisibility cloak in his pocket and hid behind a big tree, waiting for Quirrell to arrive.

Soon, Quirrell walked across the field and walked towards this side. He also wore a hooded robe, hiding his face under the hood.

Brian's eyes under the mask looked at Quirrell, who was huffing and puffing like an aging and dying old wolf.

"Follow me." He reached out and grabbed Brian's shoulders, croaking.

His hands were trembling slightly, but they were extremely strong, gripping Brian's shoulders painfully.

"Am I really not going to let unicorns stay away from me?" Brian wondered in his mind.

"I have chosen a dark path a long time ago." He thought, "It's all for myself."

He has never been able to face the world with an open heart.

He does not deny his selfishness.