Snape was about to rescue him, but Kiro did not take the opportunity to escape and rushed over again as if he was red-eyed.

Old S pursed his mouth gently, and realized that Anton still had the strength to fight, so he simply turned his head toward Qiluo again.

His expression became serious, no longer the look of cat catching rats. The slightly narrowed corners of his eyes made Qilu tremble.

Xuete, why did my head rush up?!!

The atmosphere at this time was particularly subtle.

Snape didn't want to take the action, and Quirrell obviously had some connection with the Dark King. He wanted to stop the Dark King from resurrection, because Dumbledore said that Voldemort in the Wandering Soul State would not be resurrected after a long time.

But if he is resurrected, he will lose his room to deal with it if he kills Quirrell now.

Quirrell didn't want to do anything. After passing the blood, he was so scared that he was dying.

"Don't fight again!"

The cry of the little wizard came from not far away.

"Don't fight again!"

"You are my beloved mentors~~~~~~"

"Why do you want me to be here and watch all this!"

"Don't fight again!"

Snape raised the corner of his mouth slightly, waved his wand to repel the three-headed dogs, and the door closed.

Anton gasped as if he had survived the disaster and returned to his human form.

Then he was twisted up by Snape and took a big mouthful of potion, "Go back to the dormitory, don't run around at this time!"

Anton glanced at Snape, then looked at Kiro again, blinking, "Okay."

It disappeared into the eyes of the two people.

...

...

Take a quick walk!

jogging!

Speeding!

He rushed to the dormitory with both hands and feet.

Anton gasped and sat on the stairs outside the common lounge.

Mom ~

Too exciting!

Anton's brain kept echoing with the battle just now.

His research was successful!

The magic image of the Fire Dragon Skin plus werewolf successfully created a muscle version of the werewolf comparable to a black bear.

The defense is comparable to that of the fire dragon, and its power rises sharply.

Ness!

There are also two professors fighting scenes.

The way both sides picked up the curse of others just now was obviously a silent curse, but the effect was excellent.

There is also Snape's super fierce spell. Even if countless layers of iron armor curse are constantly released on his body, he is still knocked away.

Thanks to Professor Quirrell for being a meat pad, otherwise he would definitely be hit by a huge force to cause internal injuries.

In addition, Quirrell's spell is also very interesting, including ropes, fireballs, iron rings, fire lions... Those who know clearly know that he was from Ravenclaw, and those who don't know thought he was from the circus vocational and technical school.

Anton took a fancy to the fire lion, waved his wand, and a lion made of one and a half meters high as one head and one foot fell on the ground, which appeared like this, which was very cool.

Ask Snape or Professor Flevy the other day.

As for Professor Quirre...

Anton sighed. The Dark Lord's plan to steal the Philosopher's Stone failed, which attracted the attention of the school again, and hope became slim.

He could imagine how the furious Voldemort would torture Chilo.

You can also imagine how Quirrell would hate him.

Although Quirrell looks stuttering, this is an adult wizard with great strength, and he is a professor, and he has too many ways to deal with him.

Another point is that Voldemort will probably lose the mood to teach, and may even break up directly!

The little wizard who has been wandering in the wizard world for two years should not have a thorough understanding of these human natures.

"What a pity, this is a teacher who taught me many high-end classes."

Anton felt sad.

Sighed a long time.

He decided to tell Dumbledore that Lao Fu hid in Quirrell's head and killed him completely!

...

...

the next day.

"Professor Dumbledore, my teacher has become so strange!" Anton looked serious.

Dumbledore caught a pile of cockroaches and threw them into his mouth, looking at Anton with a smile.

"Once he gave a lecture to me, his hat was tilted, and I saw half a face on the back of his head!" Anton's face looked extremely serious, "I have reason to guess that my teacher is possessed by something strange!"

Dumbledore caught another cockroach and threw it into his mouth, eating happily.

Anton held his hands on the desk and stared at Dumbledore tightly, "My teacher! Professor Quirrell! He is in danger now! Professor Dumbledore, you can save him!"

Dumbledore caught a cockroach and threw it into his mouth again, as if he was eating the delicious food in the world and narrowed his eyes.

What a fuck!

What is the reaction?!

Anton almost went crazy.

He danced with excitement, "I checked it. The professor had gone to Albania before, and I had heard of Fu..."

Dumbledore waved and interrupted him.

"He casts a spell on his name, and everyone who speaks his name will be sensed, and I think you should mind that."

Anton quickly covered his mouth.

Dumbledore pushed the plate over, "Relax, don't be so anxious, it's best to have some desserts at this time."

“…”

The cockroaches on the plate crawled around, and some crawled on the edge of the plate, flipped back to the bottom, their long tentacles swayed, and countless calves swayed.

"You reminded me last time, that really should have attracted enough attention." Dumbledore pointed to the plate with a smile, "so I used magic to detect it, and it was full of candy."

“!!!”

God has attracted enough attention!

When Anton heard the first half of the sentence, he was still wondering when he had reminded Dumbledore about Voldemort.

Since he traveled through time, he has been using his stupidity and a perfect tongue to pass by, whether it is a hundred-year-old fairy, Snape who wanders on the black and white border, or a business elite in the French Muggle world, he is simply invincible.

However, when I arrived at Voldemort, there was a little problem.

When it comes to Dumbledore, it is completely invalid.

He was numb.

Smiling, I can’t tell Lao Deng’s idea at all, I’m playing with the ball!

He grabbed a pile of cockroaches with discomfort and threw them into his mouth. To be honest, he always felt disgusted by this thing, but now he felt that Lao Deng's unpredictable attitude was even more disgusting, so the pile of cockroaches seemed to be fine.

"Um!!!"

The cockroaches are crawling in their mouths, but they do not feel itchy. Instead, they have a rich and sweet smell that swims in their mouths.

Try to bite gently...

It's slurry!

The rich chocolate aroma, the mellow peanut butter, and the attractive oil of cashew nuts exploded in the mouth. Several fragrances and tastes mixed together make it look particularly layered.

Anton raised his eyebrows and continued to chew, his eyes lit up.

He was a little hesitant, "I seem to have eaten some sweet and sour taste of berries?"

Dumbledore laughed, "Yes, it's a mixed jam of raspberry and blueberries. How about it? I'll just say it's delicious, right?"

"Sparrow food!"

Anton licked the corner of his mouth, "Can I have another one?"

Old Deng clapped his hands, and a drink appeared in front of both of them. "Honey lemon juice, take a sip after eating, and your mouth will become particularly refreshing."

So on this Halloween afternoon, the sunset glow dyed the sky red, the breeze floated and the veiled curtains, and the old and the young tasted the afternoon tea carefully.
Chapter completed!