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Each professor at Hogwarts has a separate residence, and Professor Quirrell’s residence is a dark room on the fourth floor.

But where exactly, Wilkes has not been there, so he searched for a long time before finally finding it.

Casting the Phantom Curse, he stood in front of a wooden door and looked at the sign that read: Defense Against the Dark Arts Class Professor’s Lounge

“Quirrell even chose such a remote place to live, let me find it easily.” Wilkes couldn’t help but complain, looked around, if it wasn’t for him, this room had just happened to take a look, and he really didn’t find that there was a room here.

After he complained, his expression never lost his vigilance, after all, coming to find Voldemort at night was a very dangerous thing in itself.

Although Voldemort is very weak now.

“I don’t know if Voldemort can still play intrigue after the Horcruxes are continuously destroyed.” Wilkes sneered secretly and tried to push the door.

As expected, the door was locked.

He was too lazy to ink, and directly began to bang on the wooden door, and suddenly, there was a “thump” sound in the corridor.

“This… It’s been so late, it’s… Who is it?! ”

Immediately, before Wilkes could take a few shots, Quirrell’s stuttering sound was heard in the house.

Without beating around the bush, Wilkes whispered, “It’s me, Wilkes.” ”

Crunch!

Immediately, as soon as he heard Wilkes’ name, the door opened, and Quirrell, who looked shocked, poked his head out and measured the person standing at the door.

“Wilkes?!” After making sure that it was really Wilkes outside the door, Quirrell’s eyes shone with expectation, and he immediately looked around, then grabbed Wilkes’ shoulder and whispered: “Come in quickly!” ”

Touch!

The next moment, the door slammed shut.

As soon as he entered the house, Wilkes was silent on the surface, but secretly took out his wand, not daring to be careless, looking at Quirrell, who had just closed the door, turned to stare at him, and his eyes narrowed.

“Since you came to me, then something…” Quirrell stared at Wilkes, his eyes revealing undisguised longing, and shouted, “Found it?!” ”

As soon as he saw Wilkes, maybe Quirrell would usually pull a few with him, but he didn’t have too much patience anymore and asked the most important question directly.

According to common sense, the Sden Lake black market has been opened, and if nothing else, he should have been traded by now, and Newt Motra is right.

“Tsk.” Looking at Quirrell, who was already impatient at this time, Wilkes laughed, narrowed his eyes, and said secretly in his heart: “It seems that Voldemort’s situation is no longer ideal.” ”

However, the more Voldemort’s situation became, the more relieved he became, but on the surface, he still had to do it.

“Since I came to find you, I naturally found it.” Wilkes pretended to be disdainful on the surface, took out a cage from the ring on his left hand, threw it at Quirrell, and said indifferently: “This thing, but it wasted a lot of my work.” ”

Hearing this, Quirrell’s face was ecstatic, he took the cage, held his breath excitedly, and looked at the cage in his hand, which was containing a strange creature.

A magical creature with red whole body and tumor-like hair on its back, resembling a house mouse.

Exactly the Newt Motla rat.

But at this time, Quirrell, whose face was full of surprise, suddenly changed, as if he had heard some order, silently put away the cage, and turned his head to look at Wilkes cautiously.

Wilkes frowned.

“Well, the thing is right, I don’t know if Voldemort is satisfied with this transaction.” He looked at Quirrell, disapproving, and said indifferently.

The only thing that can change Quirrell’s color is Voldemort who is resting on the back of his head and surviving.

“That’s right, Lord Voldemort is also very satisfied, but Lord Voldemort wants to ask you, about the Philosopher’s Stone…” Quirrell looked at Wilkes with jealousy in his eyes, and said in a deep voice: “I don’t know if you are interested, and Lord Voldemort…”

“Nope!”

Wilkes directly interrupted Quirrell’s words, and said without the slightest interest: “Since there is nothing else, then I will leave.” ”

With that, he walked to the door in front of Quirrell, who looked confused, and was about to leave here without being moved by the Philosopher’s Stone.

The deal is over, Wilkes doesn’t want to waste time here, and as for Voldemort, hehe, even a Philosopher’s Stone has to cooperate with others, which is already weak to the point.

Is this still the Voldemort he knows?

You know, Wilkes will wait, but he will destroy one of Voldemort’s Horcruxes.

“I don’t know if Voldemort can get through it, don’t burp directly, it’ll be interesting.”

Wilkes scoffed inwardly.

“Wait!” At this time, when Wilkes had already walked to the door, Quirrell’s voice suddenly came from behind him, and then said gloomily:

“That’s the Philosopher’s Stone!”

(ps:………………..) _

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