John never considered reporting to Dumbledore that Voldemort was hunting unicorns in the Forbidden Forest.

First of all, this doesn't do John any good at all.

It was impossible for Dumbledore to treat him differently and reward him with anything good just because he told the secret.

Secondly, letting Dumbledore know these things in advance is likely to affect the subsequent development of the plot about the Sorcerer's Stone.

When John thinks about it, he just needs to quietly improve his strength and do nothing else.

Quirrell just needs to do what he is supposed to do.

As a result, Quirrell came to find him now.

He was also invited to the office.

What is this going to do?

Kill and silence?

John shook his head secretly.

This possibility is not high. If Quirrell really wanted to do that, he would not have chosen to put out the fire in the Forbidden Forest.

And although John is not Quirrell's opponent yet, if he really wants to take action and make some big noise, he can still attract other professors.

Therefore, murder and silence are never justified.

After ruling out this option, the biggest possibility John could think of was that Quirrell wanted to take advantage of him.

The corners of John's mouth raised slightly.

He does not object to being used by others, provided the benefits are large enough.

Moreover, when the time comes, it’s still unclear who will use whom!

After thinking about this, John nodded and said:

"Thank you? Professor, what are you going to give me?"

Quirrell was stunned for a moment.

The so-called thank you gift was actually just an excuse to lure John to his office.

In fact, he himself had not thought about what he was going to give John at all, and was prepared to give him whatever he wanted when the time came.

But I didn't expect that John was so shameless that he asked what it was on the spot.

Quirrell stammered:

"It's... it's a surprise."

"Professor Quirrell, to tell you the truth, what I hate the most is surprises." John shook his head and said, "So I think you'd better make it clear here first, otherwise, I won't go.

Alright."

Hearing this, Qiluo was really anxious.

He hesitated and thought for a long time, and then said in a whiny tone:

"I...I'm going to teach you a spell that can be used to resist black magic. How about the Flying Sand and Rocks Spell? Have you heard of this...this spell?"

Of course John knows the Flying Stone Curse.

This thing is actually a curse often used in wizard duels.

When it casts a spell, it will produce blue fire, causing an explosion, which can destroy objects or seriously injure the opponent.

Of course, the specific power depends on the magic power of the caster.

John has been coveting this curse for a long time.

It's a pity that Professor Flitwick thinks that John is too young and is not suitable for learning such a difficult-to-control and relatively lethal curse.

But Quirrell obviously has no such scruples.

John nodded and said with a cheerful smile:

"I'm very interested in this curse, Professor Quirrell, let's go now!"

As he spoke, John took the lead and walked towards the Defense Against the Dark Arts office.

This confused Quirrell.

He didn't expect that there would be such a huge contrast in John's behavior.

But in the end, he followed.

The two arrived at the office and subconsciously wanted to close the door, but they heard John say again:

"Just leave it open like this. Your office should be ventilated. It smells like garlic."

"Garlic repels vampires!"

Quirrell retorted.

But after saying that, he nodded, walked straight to the desk, took out a notebook and handed it to John.

"This is... the notes I took when I first learned... the Flying Sand and Stone Curse. Maybe you... you can learn it on your own. You know, I... I'm not very good at speaking, and I'm not very good at teaching."

Stuttering and incompetence are the persona that Quirrell currently holds over his head.

This guy is really dedicated as an actor.

Even in class, they just follow the textbook, only teach some theoretical knowledge, and never expand beyond the textbook.

John didn't expect the other party to teach him step by step, so he just retreated to a position near the door and started reading.

And at this sight, John's eyes lit up.

As a top student who graduated from Ravenclaw, Quirrell is actually very talented. His notes are beautifully written and easy to understand, making people very comfortable to read.

More importantly, by reading this notebook, John finally understood the power of [Flying Sand and Stone].

To paraphrase some game terms, it is not a single-target beam skill such as [Petrify All] and [Strength Release], but an AOE skill, and it is non-directional. You can freely control the attack trigger point, trigger time and even range.

That kind of.

Just think about it.

Two wizards are fighting.

After one party launches an attack first, the other party's choice is generally to hide or block.

Among them, blocking requires seizing the opportunity, but what if [Flying Sand and Stone] explodes in advance just before the opportunity arrives?

Hiding is a similar situation.

This kind of AOE skill cannot be avoided by ordinary dodge methods.

Therefore, if you want to block or avoid [Flying Sand and Rocks], you need to use magic spells with greater power and range to hedge, offset and block, or directly use teleportation abilities such as phantom to dodge.

But this is very disadvantageous.

Because the magic power consumption of the two is not the same at all, [Flying Sand and Stone] is much less.

With such a powerful and convenient way of use, it is no wonder that it is often used in wizard duels.

John was looking at the notes with great interest, but Quirrell beside him couldn't sit still.

He twisted unnaturally in his seat, and after a while he finally said:

"Mr. Shafiq, I want to ask...ask you a question."

John turned the pages of the book and said perfunctorily without raising his head:

"Just ask."

This attitude made Quirrell feel a little tight, but he continued:

"Ahem! What do you think black...black magic is?"

This time John finally pulled his eyes from the page.

He stared at Quirrell, secretly thinking that this guy's fox tail was finally exposed.

This question is most likely what Voldemort wants to ask, not Quirrell.

And the reason why you ask this is to test?

John's mind moved slightly and he said with a smile:

"I think the so-called black magic refers to those powerful spells that may be detrimental to the user's physical and mental health."

"Don't you think it's... they're evil?"

"The same knife can be used to kill people, but it can also be used for cooking, labor, and even surgery to save people. In my opinion, black magic is such a knife. What is evil is not black magic.

But those who use black magic to do bad things."

Quirrell was silent.

Because the answer John gave was exactly the same as the one he used when he was persuaded by Voldemort in Albania to become a Death Eater!

Taking a deep breath, Quirrell continued to ask:

"So, do you think the 'mysterious man' is an evil person?"

Hearing this, John raised his eyebrows.

He felt that Quirrell was a little too bold.

This is not just because of the question Quirrell asked, but also because Quirrell did not stutter when he said that sentence just now.

Are you planning on pretending?

John said calmly:

"of course!"

The corners of Quirrell's eyes widened slightly.

John's answer was as expected.

However, just when he was about to use the words he had prepared to distort John's perspective, he heard John continue:

"A winner or a loser. If he loses, he is naturally the most evil person in the world. This has nothing to do with whether he is good or evil. And rather than saying that Voldemort is evil, it is more that he is stupid!"

"How dare you call him by his first name and call him stupid!?"

"Isn't this a fact?" John chuckled. "First of all, his idea is stupid. Compared with the first generation Dark Lord Grindelwald, he is as childish as a child.

And even putting that aside, isn't it stupid that he ended up being killed by a baby?"

Quirrell was so angry that his face turned pale.

He gasped for air and immediately planned to drive John out.

In his opinion, there was no possibility of someone like John becoming a Death Eater.

However, before he could say anything, he felt a sharp pain in his head.

He knew that his master had rejected his decision.

Stretching out his trembling hands to cover his forehead, Quirrell said with difficulty:
Chapter completed!