HP: Let professors walk towards the light

"What on earth is this mirror used for? How can I use it? Master, help me!"

Then a strange voice came from Quirrell, which made Harry shudder. Only Rena, who was eavesdropping, discovered that it was a voice that was so familiar to her - Voldemort!

Reina bit her lip and widened her eyes. Damn, she never thought that Voldemort would possess Quirrell.

The smell of garlic! Unexpectedly, she guessed it right - the garlic was to cover up the rotten smell on Quirrell's body, which was the smell of Voldemort!

Harry fell to the ground, Quirrell untied the ropes that bound him, called him to the mirror, and asked him what he saw. It was the Mirror of Erised, and Voldemort seemed to think that Harry could see the location of the Philosopher's Stone from it.

"He's lying, he's lying!" said the shrill, disgusting voice again. "Let me tell him, face to face..."

"No, Master. You haven't recovered yet!"

"I already have enough strength."

Quirrell brought Harry to him, and Quirrell untied his turban, turned around, and revealed the back of his head. Lena also saw that it was Voldemort's face! There was a pair of scarlet eyes on the dead-white face, and there was no nose, only a slit, like a snake -

Reina tightly grasped the wand in her hand, waiting for the right moment and thinking about what might happen in a while.

Voldemort knew that the stone was now in Harry's pocket. Harry rushed towards the door. Voldemort shouted, "Catch him!" Quirrell turned quickly and reached out to grab Harry.

The moment Quirrell touched Harry, Harry groaned in pain from the scar on his forehead again. Just as he was about to break free, Quirrell was suddenly knocked away by two different forces!

"Stop it, you'd better stay away from him!"

When Harry heard the familiar voice, the pain in his forehead eased a lot. He immediately turned his head and saw Rena, wearing a hood, pointing her wand at Quirrell on the ground, while Quirrell was curled up on the ground looking at his hand.

"Hermalena, why are you here?" Harry ran to Rena in surprise.

"Idiot! You were knocked away by a student! Idiot!" Voldemort shouted.

"No, it's not her, Master, it's..." Quirrell still looked at his hands in disbelief.

"Catch Potter! Catch him!"

"I advise you not to underestimate me. Dumbledore is on the way. I think I can hold on until then - Voldemort." Rena said coldly.

"Who are you!" Voldemort shouted angrily.

"Tallos, Master, I know her. She is one of my students. Her name is Hermalena Tallos." Quirrell stood up.

"You do well in Defense Against the Dark Arts, but do you really think you can beat me?"

Reina was suddenly thrown into the air and slammed against the wall. An invisible pressure pinched her neck and pressed her against the wall. Even though she was tense and kept paying attention to Quirrell's movements, the silent and wandless magic was too against the rules.

"Reina! Damn it, let her go!"

Harry cursed and rushed forward to pounce on Quirrell. Without the magic restraint, Reina fell from the wall and collapsed to the ground. Quirrell was also thrown to the ground by Harry, and his head hit the ground. Harry immediately pressed Quirrell's face with his hands. Somehow, Quirrell screamed in pain and tried to pry Harry's hands apart, but his hands became red and swollen the moment they touched Harry - at the same time, Harry's head was also hurting, and it was getting worse and worse, and the pain was so severe that he could hardly see Quirrell's face.

Quirrell made a series of pig-like screams, and Voldemort was pinned to the ground and roared something incoherently. Reina clenched her wand, stood up shakily, and prepared to help Harry. After taking two steps, a hand fell on her shoulder. She looked up - it was Dumbledore!

Dumbledore smiled and said to Reina: "Thank you for your hard work. Leave the rest to us."

After saying that, he walked towards Harry and Quirrell who were arguing with each other. Snape followed behind him. Snape walked up to Reina and looked at her with a very dark face.

"I remember we just met this afternoon, Talros, why are you here?"

"Professor Snape, I just spotted Harry and the others and followed them because I was worried they were in danger." Reina replied.

"So, you admit that you were wandering around at night? Do you know how dangerous Quirrell is? Where on earth did you get the courage to deal with a senior professor? If Headmaster Dumbledore and I hadn't arrived in time, you would have even lost your life! When did you learn to be as reckless as Gryffindor? What if something happens tonight? Did you consider the consequences when you did this? Wasn't the last detention enough to teach you a lesson?" Snape said a lot of things in a row, and Reina had to silently accept the scolding.

"Okay, let's stop talking, Severus. She is a brave girl. Now you should take her to Poppy. She is injured." Dumbledore held the unconscious Harry in his arms, while Quirrell was lying on the ground, his life or death unknown.

"Sir, that... mysterious man..." Reina asked him.

"Call him Voldemort, Hermalena. It's a pity that he escaped. I think he might look for a body to possess again. I hope you can keep what happened in the dungeon tonight a secret, especially about Voldemort, okay?" Dumbledore still smiled.

"I know, sir, but I won't tell anyone."

Dumbledore nodded, carried Harry out, and Reina was also carried away by Snape.

They arrived at Madam Pomfrey's hospital wing. Ron was awake and sitting up in bed, with Hermione sitting next to him.

"Harry! Lena, why are you here too?" Hermione stood up.

"I saw her. She was following us! But my head was hurting so much that I thought I was hallucinating." Ron pointed at Lena.

"What do you mean?" Hermione looked at Lena.

"Yes, I went with you. I heard about your plan and was a little worried about you, so I thought of going out to see you at night. I didn't expect to actually meet you." Lena lied calmly.

"Oh my God! How could this happen? What happened to this child?" Pomfrey walked in and found the place full of people. She asked Dumbledore in surprise.

"Poppy, please treat these two children as well. They are also injured." Dumbledore looked at Harry, whom he had put down, and Hermalena, who was being forced on the bed by Snape.

"Okay, okay, I won't ask, but you can't let these kids do anything dangerous again!"

Madam Pomfrey went over to examine Rena and Harry in turn. Dumbledore walked up to Snape and said, "Severus, that child..."

In fact, the two of them had already arrived at the scene when Reina cast the spell, and they stood where Reina had originally hidden and watched the confrontation between the three.

Dumbledore looked at the girl. She didn't look like an eleven-year-old child at all. She reacted quickly and stood in front of Harry without any fear. She even shouted out Voldemort's name. Dumbledore felt that if Quirrell had not attacked by surprise because of his mastery of silent and wandless magic, she could really hold on for a while as she said.

And he clearly saw that even though she was blasted against the wall, she did not panic, and the wand in her hand was still pointed at Quirrell.