Who let this Dementor into Hogwarts!

Chapter 49 Cohen: I have an idea
After breakfast, Cohen rushed to Quirrell's office. The smell of garlic was stronger than ever, indicating that Voldemort's physical influence on Quirrell was getting deeper and deeper.

[Soul Strength: 5 (Incomplete)/25]

[Soul Strength: 40+10]

Voldemort took away 20 points of Quirrell's soul strength, and the temporary value transferred to Voldemort's own soul was only 10 points.

Once Voldemort leaves Quirrell's body, the temporary increase in the value will disappear - Cohen doesn't actually have to worry too much.

"Mr. Norton, come in, come in—" Quirrell stammered as he led Cohen into the office, still sticking his head out to look around worriedly.

Then Quirrell locked the door and put a spell on it.

"Cohen, the Dark Lord really needs the Philosopher's Stone now. I have to speed up the process..." Quirrell said with a pale face.

Voldemort should put pressure on him - just like when playing a game, teammates who have a black screen of death always put pressure on teammates who are still alive.

"Then go steal it. You've been saying this for half a year." Cohen said with a droopy expression, "The big dog you saw last Halloween—"

"It's a protective measure left by Hagrid, the gamekeeper," Quirrell replied quickly. "I've already figured out how to get him to deal with the dog..."

There are almost no spells that can directly threaten the life of a magical creature like the three-headed hellhound - so wizards in the past believed that it was a guard from hell.

Its only weakness is falling asleep to the music—something Cohen meant to say directly.

But Quirrell pulled a huge, dark egg from the table.

"You told me I couldn't let a dragon into the castle, but you brought one in yourself, right?" Cohen looked at Quirrell with a stiff look.

"This is used to deceive Hagrid," Quirrell explained. "Dragon eggs can still be bought on the black market - but adult dragons are a bit - difficult to transport."

"Give me a few too?" Cohen asked. "That way I can try out a lot of magic. You know, it's easy for Dumbledore to find out if you capture a living person, but raising small animals is different. I can practice my previous magic ideas on them - things like chaining Avada Kedavra curses."

"After all, dragons are more resistant to magic—"

"Dragon eggs are expensive," Quirrell said embarrassedly. "I've spent all my savings. Those people who smuggle dragon eggs are crazy..."

"Okay..." Cohen replied reluctantly, "When are you going to ask? As soon as possible. I want to start before the final exams so that I don't miss out on my studies."

"The Dark Lord thought that after you succeed, you would learn from him..." Quirrell was puzzled by Coin's thoughts.

"Knowledge and diplomas are different," Cohen taught earnestly. "You're still too confined to the academic field. What I need is not just knowledge, but power."

"You need a diploma to get into the Ministry of Magic, and then you have to rely on the Imperius Curse and assassination to climb up step by step. This is called a peaceful coup. I have already studied the deeds of the two generations of Dark Lords. They were too brutal. You know, people tend to prefer gentler changes. When I rule the Ministry of Magic, I will use a few years to incite conflicts between Muggles and wizards..."

Cohen's several rounds of plans left Quirrell stunned.

"Good boy... Your plan does have its merits..." Voldemort's voice sounded slowly from under Quirrell's turban, "But there are many loopholes... The method of detecting dark wizards is not as simple as just behavioral performance..."

"Oh?" Cohen raised his eyebrows and took out his wand. "What if I take out this?" "Expecto Patronus!"

A thick white smoke gushed out from the tip of Cohen's wand.

"How is this possible!" Quirrell's voice rose several degrees, and he looked at Cohen's Patronus Charm in disbelief.

Although it has no form, it was indeed released—

But Cohen had used dark magic hundreds of times in the past six months! The creatures he had killed in Quirrell's office were enough to cover the entire Hogwarts Great Hall!

"Magic, isn't it amazing?"

"But you... aren't..." Quirrell remembered that the experiment at Burke Manor was probably a fusion of that dark magic creature...

"I went there the day before yesterday," Cohen said. "Although there were some twists and turns, I've pretty much figured out the reasons and process behind the experiment—probably because they added some weird creatures."

"If you look at it this way..."

Quirrell substituted the situation that "Cohen could disguise himself as a normal wizard" into the plan that Cohen had just mentioned.

It seems... this kid can really do it?
How could the Ministry of Magic prove that Coin was evil? That he was a Dementor? That he was an evil Dark Magic creature?
What kind of fucking Dementor can summon a Patronus?!
Even most people in the Ministry of Magic don't know this spell!

Quirrell and Voldemort behind his head were silent for a moment.

"So if you guys affect my plans, I won't hesitate to pretend to defect to save my identity," Cohen reminded him. "But you're good partners, and we have the same goal."

Coin was referring to Voldemort, who wanted to sow chaos and gain power.

"Of course...we will have more opportunities for cooperation in the future..." Voldemort's voice was like a poisonous snake spitting out its tongue, but for now, it seemed that he accepted the conditions stated by Cohen.

"So how do you plan to meet Hagrid? You certainly can't go to him to sell dragon eggs in your current identity." Cohen shifted the topic to Quirrell.

"Perhaps in the bar at Hogsmeade?" asked Quirrell. "I remember him often going to the Three Broomsticks to drink..."

"You're doing illegal business at the Three Broomsticks, right?" Cohen was a little helpless about Quirrell's plan. "At least go to the Hog's Head Inn? How about this, I'll tell Hagrid that I want some Butterbeer from the Hog's Head Inn - you wait at the Hog's Head Inn, and when he arrives, you can ask him to play cards or something, and bet on a dragon egg. He's sure he can't resist the temptation..."

"But how do you - let Hagrid buy you butterbeer?" Quirrell was a little worried about this plan.

"I've already established a good relationship with Hagrid. Do you think I'm running around the school every day just to exercise? These are all connections. The future of the British wizarding world lies in Hogwarts." Cohen waved his hand. "And I have an offer he can't refuse..."

Aside from Cohen, there was only one person in the entire Hogwarts who would not panic or drive away the Nightmare Unicorn with hostility after seeing it.

Hagrid would definitely be attracted by this creature he had never seen before, and he would definitely not refuse the unicorn's request.

For example, it wants to drink Butterbeer from the Hog's Head.

(End of this chapter)