NOVEL NEXT The Transformers at Hogwarts
Chapter 46
Chapter 46 Dialogue
late at night.
Professor Quirrell's office.
The office is still very dark, and there is still a strong smell of potions
A large purple turban floated in the air, as if controlled by an invisible big hand, and quickly flew to the fireplace in the house, and then a green flame ignited on the surface, and it was burned to ashes in an instant
A wand sticks out from a shadow in the room and is held tightly by a pale hand
The owner of the wand seemed to hate the smell of the burning purple turban very much, so he pointed the wand at the fireplace and said a spell: "Whirlwind sweep away!"
A gust of wind blew the smoke and ash from the burning purple turban down the chimney
Then the house fell silent.
After an unknown amount of time, a young voice sounded timidly:
"My lord, man! The plan failed again!" The voice was full of fear and cowardice, "It's all your fault for your incompetent servant, I have let you down again, master, please punish your servant! "The voice began to stutter, and the fear contained in it reached its peak, and the voice trembled a little because of fear.
After a while, a cold and sharp voice sounded:
"No, you did a good job today! We just lacked a little bit of luck!" The voice was like ice, without a trace of warmth or emotion.
"Actually, your performance today is worthy of praise. You controlled yourself in front of that old fox Dumbledore! I won't punish you this time!" The cold voice finally fluctuated.
"Ah! Merciful master, thank you for your kindness, thank you for your kindness to your weak servant, your servant will always be loyal to you... woo woo woo." The young voice became excited, and finally the voice began became choked up.
"Enough!" The cold voice began to get a little impatient.
The young voice stopped suddenly, "Okay, master!" The young voice began to be full of fear.
The room fell silent again.
After a long while, the young voice sounded timidly again: "Master! Snape seems to have begun to have doubts about me. He won't tell Dumbledore, will he?"
"Hmph! Snape won't gain the trust of that old man Dumbledore! As long as he doesn't get caught, it doesn't matter!" There was a hint of contempt in that cold and sharp voice.
"As for Dumbledore, he will definitely have doubts about you!" There was a hint of solemnity in the cold and sharp voice.
The young voice exclaimed, as if a little flustered.
"It's worthless! Does this scare you? Even if Dumbledore doubts you, he won't think that I share the same body with you!" There was some anger in the cold and sharp voice.
"Besides, Dumbledore, as the greatest wizard of this century, will not use means to investigate you just because of his suspicion of you." The tone of the cold and sharp voice was full of sarcasm.
"No one understands Dumbledore better than me. It's ridiculous that he always insists on some stupid ethics! Ridiculous insistence! Ridiculous ethics!" The tone of the man with the cold and sharp voice became contemptuous again.
The person with the youthful voice seemed to breathe a sigh of relief.
"Master, what about Aaron Phoenix? Why don't we stop guiding him in the future?" The young voice asked cautiously.
"Stupid! The thing happened under Dumbledore's nose, and that kid, Phoenix, is not stupid. Didn't you tell Phoenix and Dumbledore that you were pretending to be unconscious? You think Dumbledore is right. Is your suspicion not enough? Cough cough cough cough."
The person with the cold and sharp voice seemed to suddenly become very angry, and after speaking such a long paragraph in one breath, his voice became a little weak at the end, and he began to cough.
"Master! Master! Please forgive your stupid servant! Your servant is really damned! Please take care of your body, master. Don't hurt your noble body because of your servant's stupidity." The young voice suddenly became tense And panicked.
The man with the cold, sharp voice coughed for a while before stopping.
"We should keep the status quo, that kid Phoenix is smart, don't let him see the flaws! I'm afraid he won't dare to come because of his own guilt!" said the man with a cold and sharp voice.
"And Phoenix is very useful to us. With his information, the success rate of our plan will be much higher, and our body will be able to travel less. The rate of deterioration of this body is accelerating!" The cold and sharp voice suddenly calmed down.
"Master, you are so wise! Your extraordinary wisdom will always be the guiding light for your stupid servants!" The tone of the young voice suddenly became flattering.
"Although that kid, Phoenix, is mentally ill and can resist my Legilimency spells, the Dark Lord has never played with people's hearts only by relying on Legilimency spells! 11 years old! It is the age most easily affected, I want to lead This young man is on the right path, let him be my loyal servant! After I regain my strength and defeat Dumbledore to regain control of the wizarding world, I will have a good talk with Phoenix about what happened today!" The cold and sharp voice The voice suddenly became rational.
The young voice praised again.
"At that time, Quirinus, I will give you the most powerful power in this world! Your status will be second only to me, and I will train you to be my successor! You will become the Dark Lord II , What do you think of this title?" The tone of the cold and sharp voice suddenly became seductive.
"Wooooow~ Great master! Your stupid servant has made so many mistakes and let you down so many times, yet you are so kind to your servant! Such magnanimity! Your servant is so touched! Your servant must dedicate everything to our cause!" The young voice became incoherent with emotion.
But the cold and sharp voice suddenly became tired and peaceful, and the owner of the voice seemed to be lost in memory.
"Quirinas! Do you know what kind of life I have lived all these years?" The cold and sharp voice paused, but did not give the owner of the young voice a chance to interject.
"It's been 11 years since I changed from a dark lord who controlled the magic world to a lonely ghost overnight! It's been 11 years!" The cold and sharp voice was full of strong hatred.
"For the past 11 years, I have been hiding in the barren mountains and wild mountains, possessing various small animals, eating raw meat and drinking raw blood, living in stinky beast dens, not being able to keep warm in winter and not in summer. Refresh the heat! These are not important! The important thing is that I have lost most of my strength! Every minute and every second of these 11 years has been the cruelest torture for me!" At this time, the cold and sharp voice became deep .
Then the owner of the cold and shrill voice started singing
"Pain! Suffering!"
"My hatred burns in the abyss!"
"The world will tremble at my torment!"
"The sad Ministry of Magic will collapse in my rage!"
"In the end, all old orders will be destroyed!"
"In my shadow, all disobedients are reduced to ashes!"
"So, for the final victory! I can swallow my breath, and I must swallow it!" The cold and sharp voice became firm, making the final conclusion.
"Ah? Swallow? Master, have you swallowed it yet?" The young voice asked suspiciously.
"Stupid! Stupid! Stupid! Why are you so stupid!" The cold voice suddenly became hysterical.
"Ah! Master, I was wrong! Master, please forgive me this time! Master, don't want it."
"Drill the heart and gouge out the bone!"
"Ah! Ah!! Ah!!!"
Ask for collection!Ask for tickets!
(End of this chapter)
late at night.
Professor Quirrell's office.
The office is still very dark, and there is still a strong smell of potions
A large purple turban floated in the air, as if controlled by an invisible big hand, and quickly flew to the fireplace in the house, and then a green flame ignited on the surface, and it was burned to ashes in an instant
A wand sticks out from a shadow in the room and is held tightly by a pale hand
The owner of the wand seemed to hate the smell of the burning purple turban very much, so he pointed the wand at the fireplace and said a spell: "Whirlwind sweep away!"
A gust of wind blew the smoke and ash from the burning purple turban down the chimney
Then the house fell silent.
After an unknown amount of time, a young voice sounded timidly:
"My lord, man! The plan failed again!" The voice was full of fear and cowardice, "It's all your fault for your incompetent servant, I have let you down again, master, please punish your servant! "The voice began to stutter, and the fear contained in it reached its peak, and the voice trembled a little because of fear.
After a while, a cold and sharp voice sounded:
"No, you did a good job today! We just lacked a little bit of luck!" The voice was like ice, without a trace of warmth or emotion.
"Actually, your performance today is worthy of praise. You controlled yourself in front of that old fox Dumbledore! I won't punish you this time!" The cold voice finally fluctuated.
"Ah! Merciful master, thank you for your kindness, thank you for your kindness to your weak servant, your servant will always be loyal to you... woo woo woo." The young voice became excited, and finally the voice began became choked up.
"Enough!" The cold voice began to get a little impatient.
The young voice stopped suddenly, "Okay, master!" The young voice began to be full of fear.
The room fell silent again.
After a long while, the young voice sounded timidly again: "Master! Snape seems to have begun to have doubts about me. He won't tell Dumbledore, will he?"
"Hmph! Snape won't gain the trust of that old man Dumbledore! As long as he doesn't get caught, it doesn't matter!" There was a hint of contempt in that cold and sharp voice.
"As for Dumbledore, he will definitely have doubts about you!" There was a hint of solemnity in the cold and sharp voice.
The young voice exclaimed, as if a little flustered.
"It's worthless! Does this scare you? Even if Dumbledore doubts you, he won't think that I share the same body with you!" There was some anger in the cold and sharp voice.
"Besides, Dumbledore, as the greatest wizard of this century, will not use means to investigate you just because of his suspicion of you." The tone of the cold and sharp voice was full of sarcasm.
"No one understands Dumbledore better than me. It's ridiculous that he always insists on some stupid ethics! Ridiculous insistence! Ridiculous ethics!" The tone of the man with the cold and sharp voice became contemptuous again.
The person with the youthful voice seemed to breathe a sigh of relief.
"Master, what about Aaron Phoenix? Why don't we stop guiding him in the future?" The young voice asked cautiously.
"Stupid! The thing happened under Dumbledore's nose, and that kid, Phoenix, is not stupid. Didn't you tell Phoenix and Dumbledore that you were pretending to be unconscious? You think Dumbledore is right. Is your suspicion not enough? Cough cough cough cough."
The person with the cold and sharp voice seemed to suddenly become very angry, and after speaking such a long paragraph in one breath, his voice became a little weak at the end, and he began to cough.
"Master! Master! Please forgive your stupid servant! Your servant is really damned! Please take care of your body, master. Don't hurt your noble body because of your servant's stupidity." The young voice suddenly became tense And panicked.
The man with the cold, sharp voice coughed for a while before stopping.
"We should keep the status quo, that kid Phoenix is smart, don't let him see the flaws! I'm afraid he won't dare to come because of his own guilt!" said the man with a cold and sharp voice.
"And Phoenix is very useful to us. With his information, the success rate of our plan will be much higher, and our body will be able to travel less. The rate of deterioration of this body is accelerating!" The cold and sharp voice suddenly calmed down.
"Master, you are so wise! Your extraordinary wisdom will always be the guiding light for your stupid servants!" The tone of the young voice suddenly became flattering.
"Although that kid, Phoenix, is mentally ill and can resist my Legilimency spells, the Dark Lord has never played with people's hearts only by relying on Legilimency spells! 11 years old! It is the age most easily affected, I want to lead This young man is on the right path, let him be my loyal servant! After I regain my strength and defeat Dumbledore to regain control of the wizarding world, I will have a good talk with Phoenix about what happened today!" The cold and sharp voice The voice suddenly became rational.
The young voice praised again.
"At that time, Quirinus, I will give you the most powerful power in this world! Your status will be second only to me, and I will train you to be my successor! You will become the Dark Lord II , What do you think of this title?" The tone of the cold and sharp voice suddenly became seductive.
"Wooooow~ Great master! Your stupid servant has made so many mistakes and let you down so many times, yet you are so kind to your servant! Such magnanimity! Your servant is so touched! Your servant must dedicate everything to our cause!" The young voice became incoherent with emotion.
But the cold and sharp voice suddenly became tired and peaceful, and the owner of the voice seemed to be lost in memory.
"Quirinas! Do you know what kind of life I have lived all these years?" The cold and sharp voice paused, but did not give the owner of the young voice a chance to interject.
"It's been 11 years since I changed from a dark lord who controlled the magic world to a lonely ghost overnight! It's been 11 years!" The cold and sharp voice was full of strong hatred.
"For the past 11 years, I have been hiding in the barren mountains and wild mountains, possessing various small animals, eating raw meat and drinking raw blood, living in stinky beast dens, not being able to keep warm in winter and not in summer. Refresh the heat! These are not important! The important thing is that I have lost most of my strength! Every minute and every second of these 11 years has been the cruelest torture for me!" At this time, the cold and sharp voice became deep .
Then the owner of the cold and shrill voice started singing
"Pain! Suffering!"
"My hatred burns in the abyss!"
"The world will tremble at my torment!"
"The sad Ministry of Magic will collapse in my rage!"
"In the end, all old orders will be destroyed!"
"In my shadow, all disobedients are reduced to ashes!"
"So, for the final victory! I can swallow my breath, and I must swallow it!" The cold and sharp voice became firm, making the final conclusion.
"Ah? Swallow? Master, have you swallowed it yet?" The young voice asked suspiciously.
"Stupid! Stupid! Stupid! Why are you so stupid!" The cold voice suddenly became hysterical.
"Ah! Master, I was wrong! Master, please forgive me this time! Master, don't want it."
"Drill the heart and gouge out the bone!"
"Ah! Ah!! Ah!!!"
Ask for collection!Ask for tickets!
(End of this chapter)
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