Chapter 32: Contacting Professor Quirrell again

"Crackling."

Wilkes, who was still reading a book and was surrounded by warmth and crackling sound, sparks from the fireplace.

"Bump!"

Wilkes suddenly closed his book and glanced at the clock in the common room.

Usually, at this time, he will continue to read books for a few hours, but tonight, he still has something to do.

"I hope everything goes well, otherwise..." Wilkes's eyes had a serious look as if he would deal with Borgin.

After all, tonight, he was going to see Professor Quirrell, who was possessed by Voldemort!

After class this afternoon and before returning to the common room, Wilkes thought for a long time and finally decided to contact Professor Quirrell and send a letter to him that he will meet him tonight!

When he knew that Wilkes wanted to see him, and of course, he replied that he accepted Wilkes's request because he had no plans for tonight.

Taking out his wand, Wilkes put tricks on Snape's tracking spell, then cast a "phantom spell," quietly left the common room, and rushed to the appointment.

The Office of the Professor of Defense against the Dark Arts, also known as Professor Quirrell's office, is located on the third floor of Hogwarts Castle.

Wilkes, who cast the phantom spell, walked in the corridor on the third floor, with sweat on his forehead, walking carefully by moving in steady steps.

Because in addition to Professor Quirrell's office on the third floor, the Stairwell Gargoyle, the entrance to Dumbledore's office is also on the third floor. As long as the passphrase is correctly said, the stone slabs will turn into escalators opening the office door.

Now, he had to step over it to reach Quirrell's office.

Although the corridor was empty, it is also possible to meet Dumbledore, so he never dares to be careless!

He stopped in every few steps, observed his surroundings, and moved again when he found nothing wrong.

Although the phantom spell is easy to use, it can make the body's surface appear with a protective layer, colored like a chameleon as if it blends into the surrounding environment and achieves the effect of "invisibility," but it is not perfect.

As long as you observe it carefully, you will still find the strangeness, and in front of the magical wizard, even the invisibility cloak will be exposed, not to mention the mere "phantom spell"!

"Huh..." Wilkes sighed with relief after crossing the stone entrance of Dumbledore's office.

Wiping the sweat from his brow, Wilkes knew how dangerous this kind of attempt was. He is even more nervous than he was in the forbidden forest.

If he happens to be found, he will be in trouble.

In a moment, Wilkes finally walked to the door of Professor Quirrell's office. Without stopping, he slightly squeezed the wand under his robe, calmed his breath, and tried to open the door directly.

"Crunch!"

The door was unlocked.

"Yes...who is this?" As soon as the door was opened, a stammering voice came from the room.

Wilkes did not answer immediately, but walked quickly into the room, closed the door with a backhand "touch," and then removed the Magic Curse.

"Professor Quirrell, it's me, Wilkes." Wilkes smiled indifferently, stepped into the room, and saw Professor Quirrell, who had been waiting for a long time.

Professor Quirrell sighed with relief when he saw Wilkes.

"Well... Mr. Wilkes, I do not know why you want the professor to wait here in the middle of the night... Waiting for you, you know, but now..."

"Tsk tusk." Looking at Quirrell, who was stammering, Wilkes chuckled disdainfully. If he did not know the original identity, he might have been fooled by him.

"Professor Quirrell, I think you should stop acting in front of someone who knows you, after all..."

"There are only two of us here." After Wilkes finished speaking, he took a wooden stool and sat down indifferently.

"Wh...What? I don't understand what you are talking about, Mr. Wilkes." Professor Quirrell was shocked but hurriedly controlled his shock, looking at Wilkes with a confused expression.

Wilkes sat on the wooden stool and did not immediately answer, but he never left the magic wand from his hand.

Looking at Wilkes, who was staring at him, under Professor Quirrell's wizard robe, he also held the wand from the beginning, but now Wilkes startled him, and his palms were sweating.

"I said...Professor, I have already said in the letter that I sent to you in the afternoon, I am here to make a deal with you, not to accompany you in your acting. If you can't be the master, then ..."

There was a sharp gaze in Wilkes's eyes, the place fell in silence, and then he said indifferently: "Come out and let us have a talk, please."

"Teng!"

Suddenly, as soon as Wilkes's talked, Professor Quirrell, who had been sitting at the professor's seat, was stunned.

"How is this possible? Is it possible that he really already knows...!?" Professor Quirrell was shocked, became confused, and he froze for a while.

...

The atmosphere in the room suddenly become heavy, and after a while, a voice that did not belong to the two of them came out, which seemed even deeper and hoarse, came out breaking the silence.

"Wilkes, how did you find me?"

When Professor Quirrell heard it, his face suddenly turned pale, but when he looked at Wilkes sitting on the wooden stool, his expression remained indifferent from beginning to end, and he was not surprised at the sudden appearance of the sound!

That was exactly the voice of Voldemort, who is attached to Professor Quirrell at this time.

"When did you find out? I have always been..." Professor Quirrell muttered in horror as if others had discovered the most profound secret in his heart, and he was panicked.

Looking at Quirrell, who is now in a supporting role like a clown, Wilkes said indifferently: "From the beginning."