In love with youkanshu.com, Hogwarts: I became the third generation of the Dark Lord

Hearing Wentworth say Quirrell's name, Harry and the others opened their mouths wide, their faces stunned, and their faces were full of incredible.

And at this moment, Wentworth spoke again and added:

"By the way, one more thing, he was the one who put the troll into Hogwarts on Halloween!"

After Wentworth finished speaking, the scene suddenly fell into a long silence, as if everyone needed time to digest the shocking news.

Outside Hogwarts Castle, there is silence, but the wind outside the castle is getting stronger and stronger.

After a while, Harry said hoarsely:

"So, Professor Quirrell, like Snape, is actually a Death Eater?"

Wentworth nodded and replied:

"I don't know if Professor Snape is a real Death Eater, but Quirrell must be!"

At this time, Hermione suddenly said:

"Wait a minute, so we're going to deal with Quirrell tonight, our Defence Against the Dark Arts professor?"

Wentworth glanced at Hermione and said meaningfully:

"Not only that, maybe, there will be windfalls too!"

But Hermione went on to say:

"Then why don't we tell Headmaster Dumbledore about this? This should be something that professors should take care of?"

Wentworth was about to speak, but this time, Harry grabbed in front of Wentworth and said:

"No, if what Senior Wentworth said is true, then I would rather avenge my parents in person!"

Hearing Harry's words, Hermione was taken aback for a moment. Although her face was full of anxiety, she didn't know how to persuade Harry.

In the end, Ron, who was still on the side, stood up and said:

"Harry, it's not that I want to hit you, and it's not that I want to stop you from avenging your parents, but, with your strength, if Quirrell is really a Death Eater, you may be in great danger! "

Wentworth glanced at Ron in surprise. He never expected that Ron could say such a euphemistic thing.

And Harry obviously knew what Ron meant. Harry was silent for a moment, but then he put his eyes on Wentworth again and said slowly:

"Senior Wentworth called me here, presumably to help me? What should I do?!"

Hearing Harry's question, Wentworth looked at Harry, their eyes entangled, Wentworth said slowly:

"Of course I can help you, but I only have one request, that is, you have to trust me! Trust me unconditionally!"

Hearing Wentworth's words, Harry nodded heavily and said:

"Of course, Senior Wentworth, you brought me to Hogwarts. In my heart, you, Headmaster Dumbledore and Hagrid are the people I trust most!"

Wentworth patted Harry on the shoulder, smiled and said:

"Remember what you said!"

And just when Wentworth called Harry to his side, in the depths of the forbidden forest, a figure wearing a cloak slowly walked among the dense forests, and beside him, there was another floating figure. a figure.

I saw a girl in a dark green robe with curly blond hair, her whole body seemed to be bound invisibly, following the figure, slowly drifting in the forest.

If someone could see the girl's eyes, they would find that under those green pupils, the girl's eyes were full of anger, anxiety and self-blame, but there was no fear.

When the man in the cloak walked to an open space in the forbidden forest, he glanced around and seemed very satisfied with the place.

I saw that man waved at the girl behind him, and the girl slowly fell down. Then, the mysterious man in the cloak snapped his fingers, and the invisible **** on the girl was released.

The girl was naturally Kassandra. As soon as Kassandra broke free, she did not try to escape immediately, but moved the joints of her arms and legs very calmly.

Seeing this, the mysterious man in the cloak smiled and said:

"No wonder he is loved by the heirs of the Grindelwald family, he is indeed a wise man!"

And Cassandra rolled her eyes angrily and said:

"Professor Quirrell, it's just the two of us here. What's the point of you wearing a cloak?"

The man was taken aback, and after a moment of silence, he gently lifted his cloak, revealing Quirrell's smiling face.

Cassandra looked at Quirrell's fake smile with regret.

In this afternoon's Defense Against the Dark Arts class, after the class ended, Quirrell suddenly left himself behind.

Quirrell told himself at the time that in view of his recent good performance, Quirrell planned to reward himself with a new spell.

When Cassandra was happily waiting for Quirrell to demonstrate a new spell for herself, she only heard a "shut up", and Cassandra instantly felt that her mouth seemed to be sealed.

Cassandra realized that it was not good. She took out her wand and ran out. However, when Cassandra took out her wand, she realized that she, who couldn't speak, didn't seem to be able to use it either. What a useful spell.

So, Cassandra, who lost the opportunity and couldn't use the spell, was easily caught by Quirrell and brought here~lightnovelpub.net~ Originally Cassandra was on the way Still thinking about why Quirrell did this, but hearing what Quirrell said just now, Cassandra suddenly woke up. Quirrell's real target should be Wentworth.

Sure enough, Quirrell then said:

"Kassandra, I've left a note to Wentworth telling him that you're in my hands, and if he wants to save you, he'll trade Harry for it! Guess what, Wentworth Will Tevos come?"

Hearing Quirrell's words, Cassandra frowned slightly and said:

"Professor Quirrell, if you didn't call out Wentworth's identity, I think, I would think that your target is Harry Potter, but since you know Wentworth's identity, you still use me to threaten He, how you look at it, Harry is just a pretense, your real target is actually Wentworth and the Umno party behind him, right?"

Hearing Cassandra's words, Quirrell was stunned for a moment, but Quirrell didn't expect that Cassandra suddenly broke his true thoughts.

At this time, in the forbidden forest where there were only two people, a third person's voice suddenly sounded.

Just listening to another person's laughter, it suddenly sounded in the Forbidden Forest, and Cassandra was also taken aback by the sudden laughter.

Cassandra looked around carefully, but never found where the man was hiding. So, Cassandra couldn't help but ask:

"Who are you?!"

He only heard the man laugh, and then said arrogantly:

"My name, I can hardly remember it myself. Some of them call me the Dark Lord and some call me Mysterious Man, but I like it better. They call me Voldemort!"