Chapter 193

Hogwarts: Start Fusion Phoenix Bloodline Chapter 193

Voldemort frowned and looked at his body, although the curse and poison in his body had now disappeared with the dissipation of the nightmare, but the damage caused had not been reduced by a single point, and now it was full of holes and there was not much time left!

If another body were willing to let him possess, he would abandon Quirrell without saying a word, but now there is no one to replace except Quirrell. He doesn't care about Quirrell's life or death, but he needs the Philosopher's Stone to help him resurrect himself.

"Peter, if you're willing to help me get the Philosopher's Stone, I'm willing to leave Quirrell at your disposal!" And teach you all the black magic of your own, how do you think the deal is? Voldemort thought about it and made a request.

"Voldemort, I can't offend Dumbledore and Nick Flamel for a philosopher's stone, and I still want to study at Hogwarts, so you should avoid the gold mouth." Although Peter was a little moved after listening to it, he still shook his head firmly.

"Then you promise not to reveal my business to anyone, and I will give you my knowledge of the Dark Arts, and no one understands me better than I do in the study of the Dark Arts!" Voldemort lowered his requirements, he only wanted the Philosopher's Stone now.

"Empty mouth, Voldemort, I don't trust you!" Although Peter is very impressed, working with this guy is to seek skin with the tiger, and the slightest carelessness will overturn the ship in the gutter.

"Cunning boy, I don't trust you very much, so how about an unbreakable curse?" Voldemort proposed, "This will ensure that I get the Philosopher's Stone smoothly, and that you will learn my black magic."

"The unbreakable curse requires three people to be present, and we only have two people now, how can we sign it successfully?" Peter asked.

"The third-party witnesses only need to be a race of wisdom, and the centaurs hiding in the woods over there can come out as witnesses!" Voldemort had already prepared, and then turned his head and said to the dense forest not far away.

Well? Centaurs? Peter looked at the centaurs who came out in amazement, it was Ferenze who had sent him earlier, this guy had not followed Bane back?

Then he was more wary of Voldemort's strength, even if this guy was so badly injured, he could detect that he didn't perceive something, which was really not to be underestimated!

Ferenze had been hiding in the distance for the morning to observe the place, and now that he was broken, he walked out. He walked quickly behind Peter, looked at 'Quirrell' with a wary face, and then looked at Peter with a complicated look, reminding, "Peter, working with such a dangerous figure is undoubtedly dancing on the tip of the knife, can you think clearly?" "

"Ferenze, why didn't you go back with Bane?" Don't you centaurs swear not to be involved in the affairs around you? If you follow me like this, you will be told by the people of your tribe. Peter asked in surprise.

"I was worried about the safety of you and the unicorn, so I watched from a distance and wanted to help you at a critical time, but I didn't expect to be discovered!" Ferenze explains, "And Bane guessed what I meant and didn't stop me from coming back. "

"Well, now that the numbers are all in place, let's sign the contract!" Voldemort's impatient voice sounded. His physical injuries were getting worse.

"Peter, have you really thought about it?" It's a fight with the tiger! Ferenze frowned and reminded again, deeply afraid that he would not be able to get out of it.

"Rest assured, Ferenze, I never prepare for a chance of victory!" Peter confidently said that he had no intention of destroying Quirrell now, otherwise Voldemort would break free from Quirrell's shackles, and the ghost would know what kind of moths would be caused.

And he also wanted to learn Voldemort's black magic, although Voldemort was mostly brain-dead, but the study of black magic had reached the extreme.

Although Peter did not want to specialize in black magic, he at least had to know about black magic, after all, when it came to the most powerful magic, black magic stood for the vast majority.

Looking at Peter's determined expression, Ferenze also helplessly said, "I hope you will not regret it in the future!" ".

In the Forbidden Forest, Peter and Quirrell stood on either side, their right hands clasped each other, and Ferenze stood in the middle, using a wand given by Peter to the hands held by the two.

"Voldemort, are you willing to impart knowledge of the Dark Arts to Peter Yorke without reservation without revealing you?" Don't cheat? Ferenze asked, looking at Quirrell with wary eyes.

"I do!" Quirrell chuckled.

"Peter York, would you rather keep a secret for Voldemort when he taught you the Dark Arts, and not reveal it to anyone else?" Ferenze turned to Peter again, his eyes filled with worry.

"I do!" Peter agreed cheerfully.

Anyway, as long as voldemort's ending is guaranteed, it will develop like the original plot line, he can learn a lot of knowledge from a master of black magic, and under the protection of the unbreakable spell, he is not afraid of Voldemort's obstruction.

Of course, in this contract, both of them intentionally or unintentionally ignored the original Quirrell, giving this unbreakable spell a chance to operate.

"Well, the oath is formed!"

As soon as the words fell out, both Peter and Quirrell had a scar-like mark on their wrists, a sign of an unbreakable curse.

If one party breaks the oath, it will be eaten by magic, and even Voldemort, who is not now alive, does not dare to easily try the consequences of default.

Watching Ferenze return the wand to Peter, 'Quirrell' frowned and reminded, "Peter York, give you a piece of advice, never give the wand to races other than wizards, they are not trustworthy!" "

Peter didn't speak, just looked at 'Quirrell', and then said happily, "Professor, your current body is rotten, how are you going to save it?" "

"I need unicorn blood!" Quirrell stared straight at Peter as if asking for his opinion. '

"Sorry, Professor, I just promised to keep secrets for you, and I'm not responsible for these things!" And I have a great relationship with the unicorns and won't trade them for them! Peter simply refused.

"Without unicorn blood, this body of mine can't last even a month, and then you won't even be able to learn a single black magic!" 'Quirrell' gritted his teeth in anger and threatened.

"That's your business, Professor!" Peter said indifferently.

"Then you can't stop me from hunting unicorns!" 'Quirrell' asked again.

"Impossible, they are my friends, and I will not allow you to hurt them!" Peter shook his head firmly, then, with a playful expression, suggested, "Maybe you can go somewhere else and look for traces of unicorns and see if you can find one?" "

"Peter York, you are looking for death!" I am Voldemort, the Dark Lord who frightens all wizards! Who gave you the courage to provoke me again and again! "'Quirrell' erupted in demonic pressure, and his robe flew. The wand in his hand glowed green.

Ferenze took the bow and arrow directly from his back and aimed it at the erupting Quirrell.

Undeterred by his momentum, Peter looked at Quirrell with a smile and said, "Professor, your current body, if you force the use of powerful spells, will completely collapse!" Unless you don't want this body and the Philosopher's Stone anymore? "

"Or, Professor, can you taste the unicorn I made with the Wishing Spell?" And it's the blood that the unicorn voluntarily gave, without a curse! "

Peter said as he cast a wishing spell with his wand, and immediately a white unicorn appeared in front of him and rubbed Peter affectionately.

"How do I know that you unicorn won't be a nightmare pretending to be again?" Quirrell said with a sneer.

"Then you've wronged me, Professor!" I wish you had to get better now and teach me magic!" Peter said with an innocent face.

Peter let the conjured unicorn lie on the ground, then cut a small opening in the unicorn's body and used the conjured vial to catch the silver blood flowing out.

He smiled and handed the vial to Quirrell and said, "This is the blood voluntarily donated by the unicorn, which can quickly heal your body, of course, it only has an effect before the unicorn has dissipated, but I think it is enough, isn't it?" "

"Later, as long as your body can't support it, you can come to me and exchange your magic knowledge for this life-saving medicine!" Well worth it, right? "