Chapter 108
The sheer force of the strength of a thousand bows made the four arrows pierce straight through Quirrell and carry him flying, stopping only when the arrows, with Quirrell skewered, embedded themselves straight into the wall.
Critical Strike! Explosive Arrow- 4 x (680 x 450%) = 12240 Attack!
For a second, all was quiet. And then Quirrell lifted his hand in a last ditch effort to perform some deadly curse.
An all-encompassing rage overtook Harry as it finally sunk in that this was the man that had taken his family away from him. This was his parents' murderer. This was their killer!
He started seeing red.
'Unicorn Boost,' Harry commanded in his head before speeding right next to Quirrell. "Take this!" he yelled, driving a devastating Iron Fist straight into his face.
"AAARRRRGHHHH" Quirrell yelled out in pain.
Ping!
Perk Shield of Lily activated!
Harry stopped and stared, barely even noticing the piercing pain in his scar. In front of him, Quirrell's face was blistering and crumbling.
With a fierce new determination, Harry grabbed onto Quirrell's head, using Gamer's Mind to compartmentalize the pain in his scar.
The blisters spread all across Quirrell's body, crumbling and destroying the wards around Quirrell along with his body. Taking the chance, Harry unleashed a massive volume of fire down what was left of Quirrell's throat, turning the entire man into ashes.
And then it was over.
The pain in his scar became too much for even the Gamer's Mind to handle. Harry's knees buckled and he fell to the ground. Through the corner of his eyes, he saw a black smoky cloud escape through the walls.
Hermione Granger had never run so fast before. She'd never had a good enough reason to.
And now she did.
Dashing through the corridors, she ducked along to the pathways to the dungeons. She was about take a turn to get to the path towards the Potions Professor's office when suddenly a sound rippled through the corridor from in front of her.
"YRROOWWWRR"
It had to be Filch's cat.
Hermione felt conflicted for a second before sense of urgency won over her respect of authority. And she decided that she wasn't far gone enough to consider a cat an authority.
The cat that was looking around the corridor received a prompt kick to her behind, sending her flying into a nearby classrom, the door to which Hermione promptly locked from the outside using a deftly performed Colloportus.
It would be a few days before she'd realize that she had just slammed the best kick of her life into her Transfiguration Professor's buttocks.
Then she ran as fast as she could until she reached the familiar door to Professor Snape's office.
BANGBANGBANGBANGBANG!
She kept banging on the door as loud as she could. Her efforts were rewarded when suddenly the door slammed open and the greasy-haired Potions Master appeared with an enraged frown on his face.
"MISS GRANGER! What in the name of Merlin are you doing? You just almost completely spoiled a potion that took over six months to brew! What were you th-"
"Quirrell's gone after the Stone Professor!"
Snape's angry tirade halted to a standstill, and he seemed positively thrown off for a second. Hermione rushed to add all she knew about the entire situation before she ended up losing points.
"And Harry's gone after him!"
"WHAT!" the Professor's expression seemed to be oscillating between rage and shock.
"Yessir. We knew Hagrid had let slip how to get past Fluffy and Quirrell already knew all the traps except yours and Harry somehow found out that Quirrell was going after the stone and he sent me to tell you to get Professor Dumbledore but I don't know what to do what do I do what do I do?!" Hermione started breathing heavily and blabbering. She was falling back into a panic attack.
Snape snapped out of his rage and pulled out a vial of potion from the folds of his robes. Quickly unstoppering it with a deft hand, he opened Hermione's mouth and let the light blue potion, which Hermione's mind automatically identified as a Calming potion, flow down her gullet, gently massaging her throat to relax it.
Hermione almost immediately calmed down. Opening the door, Snape ordered, "Get in. Quick." Hermione walked in, closed the door behind her and turned to look at what Professor Snape was doing.
Snape had closed his eyes, standing just off the center of the room, brandishing his wand. After a few quiet seconds, he uttered an incantation she had never heard before.
"Expecto Patronum"
Hermione gasped as wisps of light flew from the wand's tip and condensed into a shapeâŚthe shape of an animal. A doe, she realized as Snape went over to the glowing animal and said something into its ears. It nodded and condensed into a small ball before shooting straight through the south wall of the room.
Hermione was left staring at the wall. "WhatâŚwhat was that Professor," she asked hesitantly to the man, who'd gone off to the cooling rack where several cauldrons of potions were cooling.
"A message to Professor Dumbledore. You are not to speak about it to anybody."
"Yes sir."
Opening up the lid of a copper one, he filled two small crystal phials before pocketing them and headed straight towards the door.
Suddenly Hermione was filled with a terrible sense of trepidation. "I'm not staying back. I'm coming with you. To get Harry."
Snape made a small noise of frustration before sighing.
"Fine. I don't have time to argue with you. Just don't get in the way and don't be slow. If you see anything that could kill you, run."
"Yessir," Hermione said, running behind the Professor who started walking with long urgent strides out of the office. A wave of his wand and the door shut behind them.
"How do you get past the dog?" Snape suddenly asked when they finished climbing the stairs up to the third floor.
"What?" Hermione asked
"If you're coming along then you might as well make yourself useful Granger. How do you get past the dog? I presume Hagrid has told you."
.
.
.
.
.
.
đ patreon.com/William777đ
Subscribe to my Patreon for more advanced chapters