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Chapter 157 Quirrell Is Afraid Of Hiding (Please Subscribe)

Quirrell felt like the sky was falling.

It’s that feeling of powerlessness that is both physically and mentally exhausted.

After so many years of hard work and hiding, I sold my body and soul.

What Quirrell wants is to be able to show his holiness in front of others and not be looked down upon by other wizards.

For this, he paid a huge price.

Even recently, he made a deal with a terrifying existence.

He gained a power that was completely not his own.

He originally thought that after getting these, it would be the beginning of his life.

Those who once looked down upon him and humiliated him will now look at him with admiration.

Even fear, fear, admiration...

Charlie was the first person he wanted to operate on.

But right now, everything makes him a little disappointed, or desperate.

Charlie was actually able to resist that force.

Even though Quirrell himself doesn't have much control over it, it's not something that ordinary wizards can resist.

He never expected that Charlie could not only resist this force.

It can also heal wounds attacked by this 12-power force.

All this is too incredible.

Much to Quirrell's horror.

At the moment, all he could see was Cha Yong's slowly approaching figure.

Even Voldemort's words were automatically filtered out by him.

Voldemort's roar was not heard at all.

"idiot!"

"Sober me up!"

"Bastard, how could I have a servant as cowardly and idiotic as you!"

Voldemort's face twisted for a moment, as if he was overwhelmed by anger.

Oh no, he only has a face now and no brain.

cowardly?

Quirrell was slightly startled.

yes.

A cowardly person who always pretends to be calm.

Quirrell shook his head, as if he was about to give up.

Charlie saw all this in his eyes and couldn't help but feel funny.

This Quirrell has a really weak mentality.

Such a simple toss-up will immediately cause your mentality to collapse.

It seems that to deal with such people, punishing the heart is more effective.

"Actually, you are not weak, but you are a waste."

"A wizard who can only rely on others is not even cowardly.

"They are just domestic slaves with three surnames. They have endless masters and endless dogs."

"Have you ever truly lived for yourself in all these years?"

Charlie said softly.

There was no trace of amusement in his eyes.

Instead, he seemed a little serious.

"Look at you now, do you still look like a human being?

"Your whole body, bones and skin, don't look like a normal person at all."

"The back of your head has rotted away because it was parasitized by Senior Tom."

"Look at your chest again, it's no longer even human.

"Look down and see Senior Tom's twisted face. Don't you feel disgusted?"

"Are you still you?"

"58..."

Charlie smiled.

Quirrell was struck by lightning.

The whole person froze in place.

He reached out and touched the back of his head.

A moment of trance.

Then he looked at his belly and saw Voldemort's cold and disdainful eyes.

Quirrell is a bit silly.

I don't know what is going on in my mind.

Charlie also took action, but just looked at Qi Lu.

He wanted to see what kind of behavior someone like Quirrell would do.

"I am no longer me..."

"Knew it……………."

"Hahahaha... Ever since I handed my soul and body to you and to that existence, I am no longer me at all."

"I thought I could become stronger and gain the respect of others."

"But the truth is, what did I gain?"

Quirrell looked up.

In just these few moments, he seemed to understand a lot of things.

He kept looking at Charlie and Voldemort.

What he was going to do was anyone's guess.

Voldemort couldn't hold it back in the end.

The hoarse roar sounded again.

"Idiot, look where you are now."

"Think about what you are going to do now, Charlie is right in front of you.

"You actually still have the mind to think about all this nonsense here."

"Let's take action and snatch the magic stone. Our ambition will be realized."

Voldemort's eyelids twitched.

This feeling is very uncomfortable, irritating and hard to explain.

It's just that his almost distorted face looked extremely weird on Quirrell's chest.

"No, no, no..."

Quirrell muttered.

He heard Voldemort's voice, but this time he didn't obey.

Instead, he looked at Charlie blankly.

Charlie looked at him with a faint smile to see what kind of behavior he would do.

a long time.

Quirrell didn't speak anymore, but walked towards the Mirror of Erised in a daze.

Charlie moved slightly to make way for him.

Not long after, Quirrell walked up to the Mirror of Erised.

Voldemort's angry curses sounded again.

"Idiot, what on earth are you doing?"

"Go get me the magic stone! Damn it, you are so careless at this moment."

"As long as you attack, there is still hope."

"That aura, it's just that you haven't fully mastered it yet."

Just as Voldemort continued to curse, Quirrell suddenly made a move that made Charlie a little confused.

Quirrell raised his hand, raised it high, and then brought it down with a palm.

He slapped his body hard.

Hit Voldemort straight in the face.

Voldemort's whole face twitched.

Even the scolding stopped abruptly at this moment.

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He laughed out loud.

Voldemort felt that the sky was falling and it was unbelievable.

Quirrell, a cowardly, true believer.

To make such a rude move towards him.

"My master, please shut up first."

Quirrell chuckled.

There was no emotion in his tone.

Afterwards, Quirrell stopped caring about Voldemort and looked up at the Mirror of Erised.

soon.

Quirrell's desire appeared in the magic mirror.

That's Hogwarts.

Quirrell spoke in the auditorium. He is a professor respected by everyone and a candidate for the president.

Charlie, Harry and the others applauded warmly from the audience.

Quirrell was all smiles.

Everyone admired Quirrell very much, even Snape and the others congratulated him.

The camera turned and Quirrell appeared at the Ministry of Magic again.

At this moment, he has entered middle age.

The Minister of Magic abdicated and officially ceded the position of Minister of Magic to him.

Quirrell held flowers in hand and delivered a speech in the huge conference room.

All the senior officials from the Ministry of Magic applauded.

Even the officials from the Ministry of Magic of other countries were present to celebrate him.

Quirrell smiled broadly.

He stood in front of the mirror and got everything he wanted most.

"Quirrell, the Mirror of Erised, is this your last hope?"