Hogwarts: This wizard wants to improve too much

"Nordham Cottage!"

The precise name came out of Ethan's mouth, and with the appearance of a flame, Ethan disappeared directly from the fireplace.

It felt a bit similar to the last time when Professor McGonagall took him to Apparition. This time it was almost like being compressed and washed away in a pipe, but it was better than Apparition.

The vision was restored again. This was an empty wooden cottage. In addition to the fireplace where Ethan appeared, there was only a set of tables and chairs, and the rest was nothing.

Soon there was a sound in the fireplace again, and Denis Garr, Berkeley Andrew, and Dorn Jeff arrived one after another.

They all came from merchants who specialized in teleportation business in Knockturn Alley. In Great Britain, they could reach the cottages they set up in various places by using Floo powder. Bashi could be alone, and Ethan and others were teleported to the outskirts of Hogs-Maud Village.

For the outside world, the charges were different depending on the country, and the door keys were also used.

After leaving the cabin, Ethan told the others:

"Dennis, you can trade normally later."

"Got it, boss!"

Then Dennis took the two and the dragon egg to the agreed trading location.

And Ethan drank a bottle of polyjuice potion, turned into a sturdy middle-aged white man with black hair, blue eyes, and a height of 1.9 meters, and fell about 500 meters behind the others.

This polyjuice potion was added with the hair of an ordinary person in the Muggle world, and it was an American who came to travel.

After all, even if Ethan covered his face, his body shape was here, and it was obvious that he was either a dwarf or a minor.

...

When the three arrived, Quirrell had been waiting here for a long time.

As soon as he saw them, Quirrell asked hastily:

"Where's the dragon egg? Did you bring it?"

Quirrel still wore a purple scarf, wrapping the back of his head tightly. He still smelled of garlic, but he didn't stutter anymore.

In order to complete Voldemort's mission, Quirrell spent all his savings over the years just for this dragon egg.

And the dragon egg was related to the acquisition of the Philosopher's Stone. As long as he succeeded, he would have power, wealth, and honor.

Although Quirrell regretted going to the Albanian forest for training and making himself look like a ghost, he had already taken the bait and could only go down one path, believing in the pie Voldemort had drawn for him.

There was no turning back for him.

"Of course, in the magical animal trade, although we charge a high price, we also value integrity, right?"

"Don, open the box for him to see!"

Dennis looked at Quirrell calmly, just like in previous transactions, without revealing any flaws.

The reason why the Thres organization can become big is because of honest transactions.

It's just that they have a new boss now, and this rule is no longer his.The three of us have the final say.

As Dorn opened the box in his arms, Quirrell hurried over. He had no choice but to be careful. This was his entire fortune. As for Sles's credit!

It was none of his business. He couldn't afford any loss anyway.

There was a big black, shiny egg inside, several times bigger than an ostrich egg.

"You can't touch it!"

Just when Quirrell was about to start, Dorn took a step back and dodged.

"How do I know if this is a dead egg or something else?"

Quirrel certainly disagreed. He was not studying magical animals. He could tell its state just by looking at it.

"If you run away with the door key, who can we find?"

"This is the rule. You can't touch the goods before you pay."

Dennis also inserted himself between the two of them, blocking Quirrell's further actions.

"I am Quirinus Quirrell, the professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts at Hogwarts!"

"I guarantee with my identity as a Hogwarts professor that I will definitely abide by the deal."

Quirrel directly brought up his identity. In this world, Hogwarts is a signboard, and the professors there all give him some face.

And he really didn't intend to default on his debt.

Although he had this idea at first to save the money, the Imperius Curse can only control one person at a time. He would probably be discovered if he just used it. There are three people on the opposite side. If a conflict occurs, the dragon egg may be destroyed, so he had to give up this idea.

"If it was any other professor, it would be fine, but the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor? You didn't know that I graduated from Hogwarts. Which professor could teach for a full year without any problems?"

"Either they were sent to Azkaban at the end of the year, or they died or became disabled!"

"Besides, do you think we can go to Hogwarts or the Ministry of Magic to collect the debt with our identities?"

"If you are not sincere in making this deal, then we will cancel it."

Dennis's spit was sprayed on Quirrell's face, and he actually brought up the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor.

Who doesn't know that this is a yearly type!

Besides, with their shady identities, they can collect debts openly and go to Hogwarts. Are they dissatisfied with not being arrested and sent to Azkaban last time?

"This..."

Quirrel hesitated. What the other party said made sense, and he couldn't refute it, but wasn't he afraid of being cheated?

During this period, Quirrell has studied the information about dragon eggs. From the appearance, this is indeed the egg of the black dragon of the Hexagonal Islands.

But it is only the appearance.

"You pay the money, and we will leave after confirmation. Don't worry about this."

Seeing that Quirrell is about to be persuaded, Dennis added another sentence.

"Deal with him!"

Seeing Quirrell's hesitation, Voldemort immediately woke up from the back of his head.

Dragon eggs are contraband that are not easy to get with Quirrell's connections. This time he has a chance, but he doesn't know how long he will have to wait for the next one.

This semester is already halfway through, and he doesn't have much time left. If he doesn't quickly figure out how Hagrid controls the three-headed dog, what will happen when the Philosopher's Stone is returned to Nicolas Flamel?

Since Nicolas Flamel developed the Philosopher's Stone, there has never been a shortage of people looking for him, whether they are seeking wealth or immortality, but they just can't find the specific location. They only know that it is in France, and the demon is not sure to find it.

And Quirrell's body can hardly support himself, so it's not that easy to fool the next fool.

"I know, I know, Master!"

Quirrell agreed with tears in his eyes. It's really not your money, so you don't feel bad, right!

"Wait until I confirm before leaving!"

After reluctantly taking out a dragon-skin bag with a traceless expansion spell cast on it, Quirrell reminded him again.

This is the legacy left by his parents, plus his salary for many years!

He even sold his home to raise money.

"Don't worry, trust our reputation."

Dennis looked at Berkeley on the side, signaling him to take the purse.

At Voldemort's request, Quirrell was honest and didn't dare to say anything. After handing the purse to Berkeley, he stayed aside and watched.

After Berkeley poured out all the gold Galleons in the dragon-skin bag, he began to record them with magic.

"No problem, eight thousand gold Galleons!"

After counting, Berkeley nodded to the two people on the side.

"Five minutes, after you confirm, we will leave!"

As he said, Dorn handed the box containing the dragon egg to Quirrell. (To read the exciting novel, go to Faloo Novel Network!)

After Quirrell took it, he immediately began to check it, holding it in his hands to feel it, and shining it against the sun.

"Enough, idiot, this is real, let's go!"

"Yes, master!"

Quirrel responded quickly.

Just when he turned around, Dennis pulled the mark of the ghost on his body and told Ethan that the transaction was over. []

Then the three of them fled the scene as quickly as possible, they didn't want to be affected.

...

"Quirlinus Quirrell!"

"Who?"

On the way back to Hogwarts, Quirrell suddenly heard someone behind him calling him, and immediately turned back cautiously to watch.

"Thunder Explosion!"

Instantly, the entire path was covered in orange-red flames, rushing towards Quirrell.

"Protect everyone!"

"Armor protects!"

Quirell's reaction was also fast. He immediately drew out his wand and quickly arranged a double defense.

At this moment, he had only one thought: he was being robbed.

Otherwise, it would be impossible for him to encounter such a situation just after the transaction..

This group of poachers really deserves to die. Even when I was the Dark Lord, I didn't choose to rob the thieves. How dare you rob the thieves?

I still believe in your reputation, a piece of shit!

Boom! Boom! Boom!

...

The violent roars continued, and the orange-red flames were in a mess. The first blue barrier was torn into pieces in just a moment.

The second barrier stood firm under Quirrell's continuous supply of magic power.

"Avada Kedavra!"

Quirrell's counterattack came very quickly. The flames had not completely dissipated before they had already arrived.

In this dark green light that was faster than usual, Ethan felt a sense of despair in his heart. Is this the feeling of facing a big melon?

Bang!

A stone wall rose up, intercepting the dark green light, but it was also blown to pieces.

Using Transfiguration, a small stone on the ground was transformed into a stone wall that could just cover the human figure.

Looking at Quirrell who was intact and could fight back, Ethan knew his true level.

It should be said that he was worthy of being a Ravenclaw genius who had received twelve O grades and had the confidence to dare to experience adventures all over the world.

It was just that his performance during this period made Ethan look down on him.

"If you leave now, I will pretend that nothing happened!"

Quirrel held the box in one hand and raised his wand in the other hand, and suggested to Ethan.

After a simple fight, Quirrell found that this was not something that could be taken down in a short time, or that the opponent's strength was not inferior to his own.

Carrying Voldemort on his back would have a great impact on him, and he really didn't want to fight because he had to protect the dragon egg.

"Sure!"

"Give me the box, Avada Kedavra!"

"The tree is flying!"

Quirrell, who was always alert, was naturally not so easy to attack. He was not as good at Transfiguration as Ethan, and he was not sure that he could complete the transformation before the big melon came.

But when it comes to spells, Quirrell is quite confident.

A big tree on the right was immediately pulled by a huge force, almost breaking in half and blocking Quirrell in front of him, successfully blocking Ethan's big melon.

But before Quirrell could launch a counterattack, his heart suddenly twitched, and his body also spasmed uncontrollably and fell down directly. It hurt, it hurt a lot, and there was no part of his body that didn't hurt.

Quirrell naturally understood what happened. He was hit by the Cruciatus Curse!

As for how he was hit, Quirrell couldn't figure it out, and he couldn't figure it out. After all, he was almost over the pain.

Looking at Quirrell lying on the ground, Ethan waved his wand and the box containing the dragon egg flew over.

On the surface, it was the Killing Curse, but in fact, the Cruciatus Curse was the real deal. As for why the Imperius Curse was not used, it would be impossible for the Imperius Curse to work with Voldemort on his back.

With Professor Flitwick's experience in spellcasting and Ethan's Unforgivable Curse, he could cast spells silently and without a wand.So that the release was quite fast.

"Waste, give me your body!"

Voldemort on the back of his head finally couldn't bear it anymore. The dragon egg was taken away, and Quirrell was in such a state. If Quirrell died, he would only have a remnant soul. What else could he do?

Quirrel really didn't want to give his body to Voldemort. Carrying him with him was already consuming his vitality. If he gave it to Voldemort, the speed of vitality consumption would be like a river bursting its banks, and it would be impossible to stop it.

"Hurry up!"

Seeing that Quirrell didn't react, Voldemort began to urge him down. .