After successfully helping the trio obtain information about the Sorcerer’s Stone, Tver also began a plan to steal the Sorcerer’s Stone.

But before that, he came to the chessboard for the third time.

Compared with the previous disastrous defeat, he was now much more comfortable facing the chessboard. He easily eliminated Black, and the door to the next level was finally opened for him.

After investigating and finding no perception magic, Tver went directly to the next room without even looking at the chess pieces scattered on the floor.

Before his eyes could adjust to the sudden light in the room, a huge wooden stick was smashed towards him.

Along with the sound of breaking wind, a disgusting stench hit his nose, which even made Tver’s eyes water.

Once again, he was careless, thinking that Snape’s room would be first, and the troll next.

Without even pulling out his wand, Tver froze the troll with an angry freezing spell. At the same time, a big bubble locked the troll’s odor inside.

This made him sigh in relief.

This giant monster is bigger than the one in Halloween. If it is only for students below third grade, then this one can only be faced by senior students.

Because it seems that this smell is the most powerful skill, the stench emanating from the whole body is several times stronger…

After dealing with the troll, Tver came to the next room as if he was running away.

The room is very simple, with only a table on which seven bottles of different shapes are arranged.

As soon as he crossed the threshold, a purple flame rose up behind him and sealed the doorway.

Similarly, the next door ahead also burst into black flames, blocking the way forward.

Tver looked at the flames with interest.

The temperature above is very high, and there is a destructive power that belongs to magic. It seems to be a flame with special effects.

As for the method of passing, it is to solve the puzzle left by Snape.

But it didn’t have to be so complicated for him. He took out his wand and drew a circle around himself.

“Fire Shield!”

A blue-purple flame emerged ferociously around him as the wand moved in circles. The temperature of the flame was not high, and its range was not even large.

But that’s enough.

Tver was protected by the purple flames, and the black flames in front of him were like servants, easily clearing a path for him.

Next, is the last room.

This room is smaller than the previous one, but also extra exquisite.

The torches on the wall illuminated the place brightly, and the large mirror placed in the middle was even more shining.

Like a gem, luring Tver over.

However, he still checked the room cautiously. It would be bad if Dumbledore had left some kind of detection magic to broadcast what happened here live.

Surprisingly not.

He is still very confident in this aspect. Although he cannot beat Dumbledore with the Elder Wand in terms of strength, no one in this world can do it to hide a perception magic in his eyes.

Slowly coming to the Mirror of Erised, Tver also wanted to know what he longed for most.

People are like this sometimes, they don’t even know what they want. The more they grow up, the more confused they become.

Feeling that his memory was being mobilized, he didn’t stop it, or rather, he couldn’t stop it.

This mirror not only perceives memories, but more like searching for souls, seeing him clearly.

But it was still him, standing alone, as if it were an ordinary mirror.

No, the person in the mirror looks older!

His hair in the mirror gradually turned pale, his face was covered with wrinkles, and his body became a little rickety.

But still so handsome.

Tver looked at his old self narcissistically, and he vaguely guessed what he was longing for.

But the magic mirror also realized his desire for the magic stone, and it appeared next to his head.

He just glanced at the mirror and then withdrew his gaze.

Tver reached out and touched the mirror, and suddenly realized a problem.

The Magic Stone is stored in it by a magic similar to the Traceless Stretch Spell. If he destroys this mirror now, will the Magic Stone disappear forever with the collapse of space, or will it disappear like the Traceless Stretch Spell? Spit out the magic stone?

But he didn’t dare to bet on this possibility.

After groping for a while, he could feel that Dumbledore’s magic and the Mirror of Erised were perfectly integrated.

This kind of perfection is not something he can break now.

So he left here without any regrets.

But at the door, he met an unexpected but affectionate person.

Reasonable person.

“Welfare!” Quirrell glanced around in panic, “What are you doing here?!”

“Same as you.”

Tver looked at Quirrell’s face. It was much paler than what he had seen before. This was no longer a complexion that normal people could have.

This was a bit beyond his expectation. Logically speaking, Quirrell shouldn’t have weakened to this extent so early.

No, in the plot, Quirrell sucked the blood of a unicorn, and he was full of life before turning into ashes.

Gee, it looks like the plan is going to speed up.

Tver was calculating in his mind, but the expression on his face did not change much.

Just hearing his words, Quirrell’s eyes suddenly became angry.

“You also want to get the magic stone and run away secretly?!”

“…”

silence.

Deathly silence.

Tweel didn’t even know what expression to use to face Quirrell. Was this man influenced by Voldemort, or was his brain really broken?

“Ahem,” Quirrell also realized that he said something wrong and quickly made up for it, “I already know Snape’s arrangement, and now I’m just waiting for you -”

“Stop talking!” Tver stopped Quirrell’s words with a look.

Before they could hide, another hurried figure appeared at the corner.

Just by the “flowing” hair, you can recognize who it is.

“Is Professor Snape so free?” This time Tweel took the initiative, “You are still out jogging so late. Are you planning to lose weight?”

Snape’s face twitched, and he stared at Tweel with murderous eyes. He took a deep breath before he spoke slowly.

“It’s better than you two, wandering around in the corridor on the fourth floor at night. I don’t think the three-headed dog inside will like you here.”

His eyes went back and forth between Quirrell and Tver, as if he wanted to see something different on their faces.

But the moment Snape appeared, Quirrell returned to his usual trembling demeanor, his eyes evasive, as if Snape had done something to him.

Tver returned a playful look.

He was sure that he didn’t touch any sensing magic inside, but he was also sure that Snape definitely didn’t appear in front of them because he was bored at night.

So, are there any tricks inside that he doesn’t know about?

“Oh, there turns out to be a three-headed dog inside. I didn’t even know it,” Tver pretended to discover it for the first time, but it was so pretentious that Quirrell wanted to roll his eyes. “Such a dangerous thing can be placed here without fear of students running away.” Come in?”

“Why would students be interested in what’s inside?” Snape asked.

“How do I know?” Tver said with a smile, “Maybe there will be disobedient students who sneak in. You know, some students at Hogwarts like to take risks~”

Snape’s face suddenly darkened, “Are you threatening me?”

Tweel, still smiling, walked up to Snape and patted his arm gently.

“Why am I threatening you? I’m just reminding you to pay more attention to the safety of the students~”

After saying that, Tver glanced at Quirrell who was acting decently behind him, and left here first.

Staying awake most of the night is simply sick!


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