With Voldemort possessed, the ropes on Quirrell's body automatically fell off.
Struggling to get up, Quirrell picked up his wand that had fallen aside.
Patting the dirt on his body, Quirrell stumbled and said, "Lord... My lord, what do we do next..."
"Waste!"
Voldemort was inexplicably furious, if he had any other choice, he wouldn't have chosen this waste of a man like Quirrell.
Just at this moment, Quirrell was still useful, so Voldemort could only force himself to tolerate his stupidity.
"When people come, I will deal with them with you!"
Voldemort said in a harsh tone, "We have to be quick, we can't hold Dumbledore off for too long over at the school's hospital wing."
Quirrell sighed in relief and opened his mouth to compliment him, "My lord has actually fooled Dumbledore ..."
"Shut up!"
Voldemort barely held back his anger at Quirrell.
What kind of situation is this, and you're still sucking my toes? Can't you think of something useful in such a time?
Truly the worst Dead Eaters I have ever taken under my wing.
"Dumbledore is the most hypocritical person in this world, as long as we exploit that, we can easily deal with him."
After all, he was the only minion left at the moment, so Voldemort still explained it to Quirrell.
So that he wouldn't have to be a confused ghost in hell when he dies.
On the other side.
After Dumbledore's Phoenix Patronus flew out of the restricted area on the third floor, the first person it encountered was Snape.
Dumbledore was a little hesitant.
He wasn't sure if Voldemort was trying to trick him by playing a game, but Down was indeed in trouble there, and he had to go over there in person to fix it.
But there was still a good chance that Voldemort was still in the restricted area on the third floor.
And Snape ...
If Snape still wanted to go back to lurk by Voldemort's side, he must not go against Voldemort openly at this time.
"What happened?" Snape asked, frowning.
Dumbledore's voice came from within the Phoenix Patronus, "Quirrell went to the restricted area on the third floor, Voldemort's wandering spirit should have gone to Down's side, I'm going to go over there and have a look."
"You go and inform Minerva, tell her to go to the third floor and imprison Quirrell. Be careful, Voldemort might still be on the third floor."
After saying that, the Phoenix Patronus was about to fly away to notify the others.
Although the other professors' side had been prearranged long ago, it was still better to go over and take a look to feel at ease. Especially on the side of the young wizards, at least one professor from each house should also go over.
"Wait!"
Snape called out to the Phoenix Patronus, and after a moment of hesitation, he said, "I'm going to the restricted area on the third floor, when will you be back?"
In Snape's opinion, if Quirrell was the only one in the third-floor restricted area, then he would just take the person into custody.
But if Voldemort was also there, then he could still get close to Voldemort and lay the groundwork for future infiltration.
"No!"
The Phoenix Patronus refused without thinking, "We can't let Voldemort get help at this time."
It was easy to go undercover, but once Voldemort asked Snape to help him, Snape would be caught between the rocks, and more than likely, it would lead to Voldemort's early resurrection.
Dumbledore was only hoping now that he could drag it out for a few more years.
Snape's expression shifted, "The Dark Lord would prefer for me to stay by your side, but you must come sooner."
"... Five minutes!" The Phoenix Patronus said a time, then turned and flew away.
Snape made his way to the restricted area on the third floor.
The trails in the restricted area couldn't trap Quirrell, and naturally, it couldn't trap Snape.
In front of the Mirror of Erised.
Snape met Quirrell and also Voldemort, who possessed Quirrell.
Snape stopped in his tracks and muttered with a shocked face, "The Dark Lord...?"
"Severus, I never thought we would be reunited here, in this manner."
Voldemort's narrow scarlet pupils looked directly at Snape, "Look at me! Now I'm in this position, and the man who once swore allegiance to be my servant has become Dumbledore's lapdog."
Snape looked terrified, "My lord, you were the one who told me to lurk at Dumbledore's side all these years...I thought you had..."
"You thought I died that night ten years ago?"
Voldemort sneered, "I told you more than once that I went further than anyone else in terms of stopping death. In the end, when I disappeared, none of you came out looking for me."
"I really thought you were dead."
Snape explained before looking to the Mirror of Erised, "My Lord, Dumbledore put the Philosopher's Stone in the Mirror so that only those who wanted it, but didn't want to make use of it, would be able to get it."
Voldemort snorted at that, "Dumbledore is still so hypocritical, only playing tricks."
"My lord?" Quirrell showed a bit of presence.
In his opinion, he figured that no one among the three present could get their hands on the Philosopher's Stone.
"Shut up!"
Seeing Snape, an excellent servant, Voldemort was finding it harder and harder to tolerate Quirrell, a fool.
It's true that people were afraid of comparisons.
Not to mention, when Quirrell became a professor, he ended up having a group of young wizards team up to kick him out of the school.
On the contrary, when Snape was a professor, all he had to do was stand there, and not a single little wizard would dare to speak up.
That was the disparity!
"Severus, seeing me like this now, are you still willing to serve me?" Voldemort's scarlet gaze gazed coldly at Snape.
"Of course, I await your return at any time."
Snape bowed slightly, "What can I do for you, My Lord?"
Shhee-
A brightly coloured phoenix hovered in the air above the empty stone room, and as the fire flashed, Dumbledore, dressed in white robes, appeared out of nowhere.
"Tom...!"
"Dumbledore!?"
Voldemort gritted his teeth, "You lied to me again, the phoenix can apparate in the castle!"
Dumbledore: "..."
Thank you for trusting me so much!
But ... with all the house elves in the castle's kitchens, haven't you noticed anything in the seven years you've lived at Hogwarts?
House elves can also apparate in the castle.
"Let's say you win this time," Voldemort said without a care in the world.
"Ahhhhhhhhhh-"
Quirrell suddenly screamed at the top of his lungs.
"Tom, you...!" Dumbledore's expression changed.
Voldemort was actually sucking the life force out of Quirrell.
Snape pretended to look at Voldemort and then at Dumbledore, standing still as if he were a minion.
"You...haha... I've got something more important!" Voldemort was vaguely smug.
With different experiences, people's thoughts and perceptions were naturally different.
Although a decade ago, a killing curse was rebounded by Harry Potter, Voldemort really didn't put Harry Potter in his eyes during this period of time.
In Voldemort's perception, rebounding the killing curse was mostly due to Harry's mother and had nothing to do with Harry himself.
In the original story, Voldemort was actually obsessed with killing Harry personally for several reasons.
One is to make a statement in front of the Death Eaters.
Two, because, during Harry's first year, Voldemort realized that he couldn't touch Harry.
Three, because, time and time again, Harry had used the Disarming Charm to hold back his killing curse.
Whereas this time, Voldemort didn't have a head-on encounter with Harry.
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