Hogwarts Elemental Destroyer

Sure enough, how much can a child know?

It's all written stuff, not as much as they can grasp.

If it weren't for Voldemort's request, he wouldn't bother to pay attention.

Wouldn't it be nice to have this little time to study how to open the magic mirror?

Quilo did not dare to speak out his own thoughts.

If you make Voldemort unhappy, just do something in his mind and you can turn him into an idiot.

"Master, what do you think we should do now?"

A brief silence.

Voldemort was still a little unwilling to give up. He always felt that this child knew something.

Otherwise, why would he suddenly mention the Philosopher's Stone to Harry.

"Hypnotize him."

Quirrell, who was still smiling at William, suddenly raised his wand.

"Hypnotizing spell!"

A ray of green light penetrated William's body.

Everything happened in a flash of lightning.

William didn't even have time to use the puppet before he slumped down on the chair, his eyes a little dull.

Seeing that William was hit, Quirrell's face was filled with a smile.

Asked in a seductive voice: "Tell me all the clues you have about the Philosopher's Stone."

There was no hesitation.

William immediately said: "The magic stone has the ability to turn stone into gold. It can be made into a potion to make people immortal and gain eternal life. The last magic stone is in the hands of the legendary alchemist Nicolas Flamel."

Wait a while.

William still didn't speak.

Quirrell frowned slightly.

No more talking, really gone.

"Master, it seems he really doesn't know anything."

Voldemort also realized that he might have thought too much about the Sorcerer's Stone and was a little nervous, but he could not admit his mistake.

"Erase his memory."

After saying this, Voldemort fell into a deep sleep.

He urgently needs to regain his strength, so he can save whatever he can.

"I knew it was a waste of effort."

Quirrell muttered in his heart, nodded, and raised his wand again.

"Forget everything that just happened, return to your original position, and then wake up."

William stood up and walked out of the office in a daze.

William breathed a sigh of relief when he returned to the place where he was talking to Carol.

His clothes were all wet with cold sweat.

I felt a little lucky in my heart that I had prepared some things in advance, otherwise I would have been in trouble.

He took out a potion and looked at it.

[Shining World Instrument: Remove all abnormal conditions, no LV restrictions. Maintain resistance and immunity to all abnormal conditions for 10 seconds. 】

Just when Quirrell shouted the hypnotic spell, William did not activate the puppet.

Instead, he directly chose to use the shiny world instrument.

It was precisely because of this prop that Quirrell was not successfully hypnotized.

The rest is all down to acting.

Fortunately, he deceived Voldemort and Quirrell.

As for why Voldemort didn't directly use Pinch Spirit on him, William also had some guesses in his mind.

Voldemort was very weak at first, so weak that he could only rely on Quirrell's body and the blood of unicorns to maintain his life. The remaining spells had to be used on Harry, and it would be a waste to use them on others.

Secondly, the current Voldemort's soul is incomplete. Every time he uses Pinch Divine Mind, other people's memories will enter his mind. This is adding insult to injury for a soul that is already disabled and full of impurities. William's use of this method is not worth the gain.

The two also believed that hypnosis was enough to treat a first-year student.

Didn't think much of it at all.

In order to prevent Quirrell from following behind.

William pretended to wake up after arriving at the designated address.

This prop played a huge role at the critical moment.

It’s just that the price is extremely high.

One hundred pieces are sold in packages of eighteen thousand gold coins.

Not just for sale.

But the effects of props are incredibly powerful for the world of Harry Potter.

It can be said that with this potion, William can walk sideways in the magic world even without a system.

William hurriedly walked towards Slytherin, away from this place of right and wrong.

Quirrell's questioning of him also signaled that Voldemort was impatient.

Voldemort will most likely choose to take action in advance.

The plot has changed a lot now, and I don’t know if the original events will happen during Christmas in a few days.

Just in case, William planned to use all the remaining money to make dolls.

If you can't defeat him, then use the rough waves of the fighter to drown him.

...

On the other side, Carol, who was running away, had no idea what was going to happen next.

He stared motionlessly at the fighting doll in front of him in a daze.

This doll is very delicately made.

It's like shrinking a human being.

"Perverts don't like big breasts."

"What did you say?" Bella heard Carol's voice from far away: "The voice was too low, I couldn't hear clearly."

Carol was startled and hurriedly put away the doll.

"Nothing? I'm practicing spells to prepare for tomorrow's Defense Against the Dark Arts class."

"Then practice hard and don't think too much."

Bella replied and plunged into the ocean of knowledge again.

Professor McGonagall's notes were very precious, and she wanted to understand the mysteries of advanced transfiguration as much as possible in a short period of time.

Seeing that Bella didn't come over.

Carol then took out the doll with confidence.

Pull your hair.

Pinch your face again.

Press with your finger.

Very flexible.

The blush crept onto Carol's cheeks again.

The touch on my fingertips is very moist.

It's like it's real.

Carol looked down and suddenly became extremely frustrated.

She didn't have this feeling herself.

Maybe it’s because I’m still young.

Carol comforted herself.

But it’s so comfortable!

It would be great if she could make a doll with her own image.

You can hold it to sleep at night.

Carol could already imagine that wonderful feeling.

Then I will make my breasts look like this doll.

Um!wrong.

Bigger than this.

I wonder if that guy will agree to the production.

His hands are so skillful and he can make such exquisite dolls. It shouldn't be difficult to make another one.

Wait, why let him do it.

Isn't that so!

No, I’d better do it myself.

Carol picked up her wand and looked up at the sky.

I thought about it.

Think again.

Think again.

She remembered.

Her grades in Transfiguration class were rubbish.

o (╥﹏╥) o

"Ah!!! Why is there such a thing as a transfiguration class?"

"If there was another way to learn subjects without casting spells, I, Carol, would definitely be a god of learning."

sad!

Then the puppet is enlarged.

The hand that was about to cast a spell hesitated and put it down again.

Forget it, she's not proficient in that spell yet.

Besides, if my sister sees the doll, she will be scolded to death.

That being the case.

That night I slept with my sister in my arms.

Bella is also a difficult person to control.

Carol ran towards Bella excitedly, with a different smile on her face.

"elder sister!"

(*￣3￣)

Bella: "!?"