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Wilkes had just left the Ravenclaw common room, and immediately after leaving, he encountered "bad luck" in the corridor.
"This...Professor Quirrell, what can I do for you?... I have something to do at home now, and I am anxious to go back home. Can you wait until the next time when I am free?" Wilkes felt guilty about him because of what he did last night.
It's Professor Quirrell!
Professor Quirrell was wearing a dark brown wizard robe, with a turban wrapped around his head, and was reeking of garlic mixed with other flavors, which made people want to stay away from him.
"I didn't expect to be caught as soon as I got out of the common room. How could it be such a coincidence!?" Wilkes said in his heart.
Professor Quirrell's face was a little gloomy. Unlike in the past, he would not pretend to stammer for a while, and he even gave a "Hmm.. ." sound when he heard Wilkes's excuse.
"Follow me. I don't eat people, so why are you afraid of me?"
Professor Quirrell was staring at Wilkes suspiciously and then gritted his teeth and said in a low voice: "Or you are hiding something from me?!"
"No... nothing at all." Wilkes answered quickly.
Professor Quirrell sneered indifferently, without spending more time; he grabbed Wilkes's shoulder with one hand, walked to a nearby room, and closed the door with a backhand "push."
"There is something... I want to confirm it with you, that... Where is your dragon egg? Do you still have it?" Professor Quirrell closed the door and immediately turned his head, grabbing Wilkes by the collar, and questioned him.
"It turned out to be because of the dragon egg. I thought I was suspicious." Wilkes secretly said in his heart.
Although I do not know how Professor Quirrell escaped from Dumbledore, perhaps he hardly ran with severe losses.
Because of the dragon that appeared last night, it is not surprising that it made Quirrell suspect the dragon egg he took.
"Puff." Wilkes knew clearly, what was going on, but he pretended to smile on the surface:
"Professor Quirrell, the egg is in my suitcase, but you should have a very clear concept about the dragon eggs. It will take at least a month or two to hatch it."
While speaking, Wilkes suddenly took a careful look and took a step back, freed himself from Quirrell's rude grabbing, and then protected his four floating suitcases behind him with one hand.
"I said, Professor, you cannot get the egg back, I know...your little secret after all." Wilkes narrowed his eyes and indifferently threatened Professor Quirrell.
Listening to him, Professor Quirrell stared at Wilkes for a while before he calmed down.
"I will not. Although the dragon egg is indeed very precious, I have already traded it with you." Professor Quirrell indifferently said.
"Is there anything else? I still have a lot of things to do."
Wilkes did not want to spend too much time with Professor Quirrell at the moment because he was suspicious in the eyes of Snape and Dumbledore.
In addition to the last night's changes, it will be even more dangerous to stay here with him.
"Don't worry. Actually, there is another reason for coming to you this time, and that is..." Professor Quirrell's expression was a little stiff, and he changed his aggressiveness from before and said with a bit of embarrassment: "It's just to make a deal."
"Transaction?" Wilkes was taken aback.
This was beyond his expectation. He thought that Quirrell, or Voldemort, would avoid him, and he did not expect that they would try to make a...deal with him again in the end.
"Professor Quirrell, there is no deal between us," Wilkes said without hesitation:
"Although I really want to make a deal with you, I don't have time to do so. If there is nothing else, I will leave. I still have something to do." With that, Wilkes prepared to leave and began to walk slowly.
Of course, Professor Quirrell didn't want him to go, so he hurriedly stopped in front of the door with a gloomy expression on his face.
Wilkes frowned and prepared to attack in secret; as long as Quirrell intended to attack, he could guarantee that even if he had Voldemort with him, he would die in front of him in an instant.
"Don't worry, the content of this transaction is just that I want you to do something for me, and the rewards will definitely make you satisfied." Professor Quirrell said in a cold voice.
Wilkes, who was rejected to deal with him, suddenly nodded at him to continue speaking and became interested in his heart.
Quirrell then stretched out his left hand to his right, took off the two rings from his left fingers, placed them on the palm of his right hand, and pushed them in front of Wilkes.
"This is your reward. With all due respect, if it weren't for this incident, I would not get them out of my fingers, plus Lord Voldemort also would not have paid such a high price for such a trivial matter."
Professor Quirrell looked with envious eyes at the rings as if these two rings were very precious, and then began to say with irritation:
"These are two magical rings that have cast with a Space Stretching Curse, a Poisonous Curse, and a Protection Curse. Each of them has a creature inside, and the person who wears the rings can completely control them as he wishes.
The creatures inside of them are..."
While explaining to Wilkes, Professor Quirrell hesitated for a moment, then gritted his teeth and said: "two Voldebats!"