Looking at Peter Pettigrew's figure in the mirror, Lorne grinned.

Now that he has become Peter Pettigrew, he naturally wants to do something good.

Slytherin's stone door was opened in the dark night, and a fat and short figure walked out slowly.

"Let me think about it, Professor Quirrell's office should be on the third floor!"

Lorne, who has been paying attention to Quirrell for a long time, naturally made a note of his office.

In Hogwarts, some professors live in the office, while others have separate dormitories.

For example, Snape Living in Slytherin's dormitory, and the Defense Against the Dark Arts office is very large, Professor Quirrell usually lives there.

Following the dark stairs, Lorne arrived at the restricted area on the third floor.

At this time, he suddenly looked sideways He turned around and hid behind a huge stone pillar.

At the corner of the road, a dim yellow oil lamp gradually illuminated the surroundings. Filch, with messy hair, was patrolling the floors with Mrs. Norris.

Those nights Any young wizard who was captured would be put into the torture chamber in the basement by him. Many people who had been captured once were very afraid of him.

After Filch left, Lorne slowly walked out from behind the pillar.

"Filch is working really hard."

With a sigh, he walked towards the Defense Against the Dark Arts office deep in the corridor.

Professor Quirrell's office was lit with lights, very conspicuous in the dark night.

Still not asleep?

With this in mind, Lorne knocked on the wooden door.

"Please wait!"

Hearing the knock on the door, Professor Quirrell stopped what he was doing and walked towards the door in confusion.

Who would come to visit him at such a late hour?

It couldn't be Snape, right?

Since Quirrell came here to teach Defense Against the Dark Arts During class, he discovered that Snape had been secretly dealing with him.

But his master told him that Snape just had such a simple personality.

"You...you're Peter Pettigrew! ?"

When he opened the door, Quirrell saw the familiar face, his expression suddenly changed and he exclaimed loudly.

Peter Pettigrew?

Voldemort, who was resting on the back of Quirrell's head, also opened his eyes in an instant.

Quirrell once He is also a student who graduated from Hogwarts. How could he not recognize this wretched and ugly man in front of him!

But isn't he already dead? He died in the sudden big explosion, and he was also awarded the highest honor of wizards. Order of Merlin First Class

"You...you...you're not dead?!"

Qi Luo was a little frightened. He stammered in surprise.

"Why do you think I'm dead?"

Lorne, no, it was Peter Pettigrew who showed his long front teeth and asked Quirrell.

"But you weren't there for the explosion——"

"That's just a concealment!"

Peter Pettigrew interrupted him and touched Quirrell's head wrapped in a purple turban with the wand in his hand.

"We go in and talk."

Strange! When did Peter Pettigrew become so smart!

Voldemort felt the wand on his head and was startled.

Peter Pettigrew is synonymous with a coward in everyone's eyes.

But why did Peter Pettigrew appear here?

It's strange. Law and Voldemort reached an agreement on their questions.

As the two walked into the house, Peter Pettigrew put down the disguised wand in his hand.

"What do you mean by concealment just now!"

"And what are you doing here tonight?"

Before Peter Pettigrew could speak, Quirrell asked first.

He knew that Peter Pettigrew would never do anything good when he came to him tonight.

But now he was somewhat interested in what this"hero" said.

"To hide it, I was the one who caused the explosion. I wouldn’t have survived if there hadn’t been an explosion."

Said Peter Pettigrew and grinned.

"As for why I'm looking for you, as a Death Eater, I don't have any reason to kill a wizard, right?"!?

When did Peter Pettigrew become so brave!

Voldemort was shocked.

Lorne simply learned about Peter Pettigrew's past experience from the newspaper and speculated.

After all, eleven years have passed, who can still remember it for so long? It's good that he can remember that Quirrell in front of him is possessed by Voldemort.

As for whether he can pretend to be like it or not, he has never been in contact with Peter Pettigrew.

Who knows how to pretend?

Now all Lorne has to do is use a small As Peter Dwarf, come and disgust Voldemort, and get to know Senior Tom by the way.

"Eat... Death Eaters! Quirrell was startled, looking at the wand that was pointed at him, he suddenly panicked.

"Don't do it! I am also the master's servant!"

"Really? I do not believe!"

Peter Pettigrew stared at Quirrell with his wretched little eyes, and he actually felt a sense of threat.

"Avada——"

"No no no!"

"Stop it, Peter Pettigrew!"

The moment Lorne recited the spell, two different voices immediately came out.

One was Quirrell's frightened scream, and the other was a hoarse shout.

"Master, save me! Quirrell quickly opened the purple turban on his head and pointed the back of his head at Peter Pettigrew.

"Now you believe that I am the master’s servant!"

"Peter Pettigrew, I am your master!"

Behind Quirrell's head, a blurry face that kept moving was staring at Peter Pettigrew, and a hoarse roaring voice penetrated the soul.

"Owner?"

Peter Pettigrew put down the wand in his hand and looked at the face behind his head questioningly.

"Yes, it's me, the great Dark Lord is coming back!"

Voldemort looked at Peter Pettigrew who had lowered his guard and laughed.

The reason why he did not let Quirrell tell Snape about him was to prevent the group of Death Eaters from betraying.

But the little one in front of him Peter Dwarf will never do it!

Because he knows the character of this coward!

"Follow me - whatever you want! ?"

Halfway through the words, Voldemort suddenly widened his eyes.

He saw that the wand that had been put down was raised again.

"follow you? You are so weak, why should I follow you! Peter

Pettigrew grinned, holding his wand.

"you!"

Voldemort looked at the ugly Peter Pettigrew in front of him in disbelief.

He never thought that one day he would be looked down upon by this coward!

"As long as I kill you and Quirrell here, wouldn't the position of the third Dark Lord be mine?"

Lorne no longer wanted to pretend, and pointed the hand holding the wand at the back of the squirming head.

"Avada Kedavra——"

"You can't, how dare you, Peter!!"

Green light emitted from Peter Pettigrew's wand with a ferocious smile.

At the critical moment, Voldemort controlled Quirrell's body to turn around, and the green death curse directly hit his arm.

"ah!"

Qui Luo let out a miserable scream.

Just when Lorne was considering whether to give his dear senior a shot again, there was a knock on the door suddenly.

"Professor Quirrell, are you okay?"

It's Filch who is patrolling outside.

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