v2 Chapter 91： Hell difficulty trapdoor level

When a person is used to eating delicacies of mountains and seas, he will occasionally find cabbage tofu delicious, but he will never be so heavy that he thinks swill is delicious.

If there is such a person around, the suggestion here is to send it to a mental hospital immediately, don't delay the condition!

Although Qiu's singing has not reached the level of "mountain delicacies and sea delicacies", her voice is full of the cheerfulness and purity of a girl, and it has a unique flavor.

In Cedric's words: "Autumn is more than enough to be the lead singer in the pop music group 'Naughty Goblin'."

The words of licking dogs can't be taken too seriously. They are good at using exaggerated rhetoric to describe things that were originally two or three points into eight or nine points. What's more, tanks can become fairies...

Fortunately, this time he didn't exaggerate so much. Qiu's singing was really nice.

You made a three-headed dog accustomed to Qiu's singing, and when you go to Pin Haig, you don't even roar, let alone sleep, the soul will be scared out.

We had to come to a conclusion: Hagrid was obviously drinking too much, and he was bragging in various ways on the wine field.

It's not illegal to brag, but his behavior hurt Quirrell.

Lu Wei was still sleepy at first, but now he is fully awake, he can't be awake anymore, and even the more he listens, the more he gets overwhelmed.

It stared at Quirrell, roared angrily, and charged forward with claws and claws.

Before Quirrell could react, he fell back to the ground, his chest aching.

Lou Wei bit Quirrell's head in one bite, dragging his body around like a toy, tossing it back and forth on the ground.

At that moment, Quirrell had the heart to die. It wasn't that he didn't want to resist, but the beast's claws smashed his wand into the air.

The most terrifying thing is that Lou Wei never brushed his teeth, the smell in his mouth almost suffocated him!

Even Voldemort, who fell into a deep sleep, was awakened again.

He was also dumbfounded. What does this mean?

Twenty minutes ago, he was still in the Forbidden Forest, and he had a good time with Dumbledore. In a blink of an eye, even a dog could bully him!

Quirrell...you're undercover! !

No matter how Voldemort cursed, Quirrell just didn't move, and Fluffy quickly lost interest.

After it got tired of playing, it dragged the "toy" for a distance and fell into the corner like throwing garbage.

Hagrid, this scheming bitch, can actually use tricks to dig holes!

Fortunately, Voldemort wasn't a vegetarian either. He roared, "Idiot, food!"

This is Plan B in the plan.

That's what Hagrid usually eats.

The so-called food is a string of bacon hanging on Hagrid's eaves, which is stained with Hagrid's taste.

Three-headed dogs don't eat strangers' food, but they will definitely eat food that smells like Hagrid.

Quirrell stood up tremblingly from the ground, took out the bacon from his pocket, and threw it into the distance.

He mixed a lot of powerful sleeping pills in it, even if the fire dragon ate it, he would fall asleep.

Smelling Hagrid's scent, Lu Wei really rushed over, picked up the bacon from the ground and swallowed it.

After a while, Lou Wei staggered as if he had drunk fake wine, and finally fell to the ground.

Quirrell wiped the blood from his face and quickly opened the trap door, it was pitch black inside.

"Is the investigation clear?" Voldemort asked worriedly.

Quirrell smiled and said, "The investigation is clear, Master. Here is Sprout's Devil's Web, just to give people a buffer.

Don't worry, I'm the best at dealing with this plant! "

After Quirrell finished speaking, he didn't think much about it, he just jumped down and started free fall.

After about two seconds, there was only a "pop"!

Immediately afterwards, Quirrell's heart-wrenching screams came.

ah ah ah ah~

There was no devil net, no pool, and no jumping bed on the ground. There was only a cold marble floor and a pool of warm blood left on the ground.

"I broke my leg." Quirrell covered his left leg and whimpered in pain.

If Quirrell's physics is good enough, it can be calculated that the height of his fall is nearly 20 meters.

Jumping down from such a high place, he didn't fall to his death, he just broke his left leg. I have to say... Merlin still loves him!

"Idiot!" Voldemort roared, "Didn't you say there is a devil's web underneath?"

Quirrell whimpered, and he pleaded in pain, "Master, shall we go back? Please..."

"Come on, we're here, the Philosopher's Stone is ahead!" Voldemort said sternly. "Take the Philosopher's Stone, and I'll give you eternal life!"

"But... my left leg is broken." Quirrell whimpered.

"Hurry up and use the recovery agent!"

Quirrell's wand lit up, illuminating the entire space below, and he caught a glimpse of two lines of writing on the wall:

--Guess who I am?

Followed by the Slytherin logo.

——Snape is here for a visit!

Quirrell cursed angrily, "It must be the devil's net that Snape stole.

I've heard from Sprout a long time ago that Snape is very stingy and wants to get back to his medicine storage room for anything good.

This dead ghost who kills a thousand knives!

When I knocked him unconscious, I should have killed him. "

It turned out that Quirrell was in the Forbidden Forest, knocking Professor Snape unconscious and hanging him from a tree.

Quirrell cursed, and quickly took out the potion from his pocket and applied it to the wound.

But Lou Wei's teeth contained toxins. For this kind of injury, the recovery agent was useless at all, and it couldn't heal his broken left leg.

After an unknown amount of time, Quirrell dragged one leg and slowly walked towards the next room.

He quickly entered a brightly lit room, and countless keys dazzling like gems were flying around the room with their wings flapping.

Quirrell found some brooms in the corner.

He looked at the broom and was speechless It was actually Comet 250 eliminated by the school!

Is this thing a human ride?

But some rides are better than none at all, not to mention that he has a broken leg, which is just right.

Quirrell rode his broom, kicked his right foot, rose into the air, and rushed into the dense group of keys.

As a student, Quirrell was not a member of the Ravenclaw Quidditch team, but he was the hidden king.

It's just that he is low-key and doesn't like to show off!

Time to show real technology, believe it or not, he can grab that key in a minute? !

Qui Luo Fei also rushed in as if straight.

"what!"

The moment he hit the key, he screamed in pain.

"It burned me!" Quirrell moaned, sucking on his blistered fingers.

"Who cast the Fire Curse!" Voldemort said angrily.

"It must be that dead dwarf Flitwick!" Quirrell cursed desperately.

In his sight, he soon discovered something unusual.

The key he just touched, actually burst out more than twenty keys in the air.

Before, the keys were flying in the air, never touching other keys. There were more than 20 more keys at once, squeezed into other keys, and then continued to copy the keys.

Like a nesting doll.

"It actually added a copying spell?!"

Quirrell politely greeted Professor Flitwick's multigenerational immediate family.

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(Ask for the recommendation votes, thank you for the reward from the "Feng Ling 15" boss.)

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