Hogwarts: I am the Wizard of Goblins

Late at night, on the eighth floor of Hogwarts, inside the Responsive House.

After Shane withdrew his thoughts about going to the exam, he continued his work of building the guild on the ground.

His main purpose now is to build a house in the rest area of the guild station, where he plans to build a large three-story wooden house.

The design is that the first floor is a place for guild members to relax and play, and the second and third floors are office areas and bedrooms.

I saw that Shane first used magic to remove the bark of the pine and fir trees cut from the Forbidden Forest, cut them into cylinders of the same size, and then used [Crush] to cut out perfect gaps on both sides of them, and then the wooden house components with tenon and tenon structure came out.

However, once this was done, Shane continued to unleash the Fire Dragon Slayer Magic, and began to remove excess water from the logs.

This requires precise control, otherwise it is easy to ignite the wood, especially pine with a lot of resin, which should not burn too quickly.

The components of the cabin still need to be roasted for a while, and Shane is also sitting and waiting, with a chocolate popsicle in his mouth.

The big wooden house behind him is now only about to be topped out, and he recalls that it was exactly a week since the construction began, because he was not a professional architect, and he encountered a lot of difficulties in the middle.

And the reason why Sean had to go to such trouble and build the guild's house by himself was entirely because the natural magic he mastered could not be used to build the house.

The conditions for the use of natural magic require plants and water, and whatever shape the "Five-Four Zero" creates with this magic is, it must be a living plant.

Then the plant will take root and sprout, and Shane will never be able to control the root system of the plant that has been spawned by natural magic from destroying the ground.

So in the end, he honestly decided to build a house according to the traditional way.

After waiting for more than half an hour, all the log components were finally dried.

Shane used it to install them one by one on the corresponding grooves, and the guild's house was finally capped.

I checked the stability of the overall structure of the house again, and it was very good!

It was not in vain, he spent so much money to find someone to draw a drawing.

It took a week to finally build the cabin, and Sean's pride was born.

Then he took out his pocket watch and looked at the time, and before he knew it, it was close to midnight.

Time flies, I didn't expect to spend a school year at Hogwarts.

Sighing at the passage of time, Sean put his pocket watch back in his pocket and teleported back to the dormitory.

Then after some washing, I went to bed with a pillow in my arms.

At the same time, no one except Neville, who had been petrified, knew that three gryffindor cubs had escaped from the common room.

I don't know how long it was, but Sean fell asleep in bed, dreaming.

But suddenly, a small figure passed through the walls of the Ravenclaw student dormitory and quietly came to Shane's bed.

I saw this figure slowly stretch out a hand to Shane, but at this moment, Shane's eyes opened suddenly.

He looked at the owner of the hand in front of him, sighed helplessly, and said, "Peeves, can you not choose this time to play pranks? "

But as soon as he finished speaking, Peeves did not let out a mischievous laugh like he usually did, but said anxiously:

"Snake ...... Badass!"

"Albus Dumbledore isn't here, the baddies are in the school!"

Hearing this, Sean instantly frowned.

At the same time, the three Gryffindors finally came to a long downward staircase after a lot of hardships and through levels that were almost tailor-made for the three of them, such as the Devil's Vine, the Flying Key, the Wizard Chess, and the Potions puzzle.

I don't know why, it may be that Shane's butterfly flapped its wings, Ron was not sacrificed in the wizarding chess level, and Hermione simply used the levitation charm to lead the three of them directly over the purple magic fire gate that needed to drink the correct potion to pass.

"When did you get this magic?" Ron asked incredulously as he looked at the purple flames behind him.

"Isn't that strange? it's not that you don't know how to practice flying magic, it's just that you don't want to take the time to learn it!" replied Hermione proudly, and patted the spark on her robe.

In fact, it was because she couldn't call for a flying broom every time she took a flying lesson, so she secretly practiced her flying magic every day in order to outperform others......

After passing through the Purple Demon Fire Gate, the three little ones are greeted by an endless staircase that leads underground.

Although they didn't know what dangerous mechanism was at the end of the staircase, the three of them mustered up the courage and continued to walk.

And I don't know how long they walked, but they finally came to the end, only to see a huge underground hall in front of them.

There were dozens of stone pillars embedded in the stone walls around the hall, and in the center was a mirror that Harry was very familiar with, and in front of the mirror, there was a figure standing that everyone did not expect.

Harry only felt the scar on his forehead getting hotter and hotter, and he looked at the face reflected in the mirror of Eris, an incredible look, and Ron and Hermione next to him also had the same expressions.

"No! it can't be!" Hermione said in shock, "how could it be you, Professor Quirrell?!"

"Hahaha......"

Quirrell slowly turned around and let out an eerie, hoarse laugh.

The Arabic-style turban that had been wrapped around his head was long gone, replaced by a skull that was oozing with disgusting liquid.

On a face with a lot of burnt skin, a pair of green pupils were staring at the three Harry.

"It's you! It's you who was in the Forbidden Forest that night!" Hermione reacted immediately when she saw Quirrell's burns, "Impossible, how can you still be alive under such an attack!"

"Hahaha, clever little witch, but in fact, the student named Shayndora was not able to kill me. Quirrell's green pupils suddenly emitted endless resentment, but then he calmed down again, "But it doesn't matter, it just so happened that both him and Dumbledore thought I was dead, so I was able to sneak in." "

With that, he just raised his hand and summoned Harry to his side, and then grabbed him tightly.

"Harry!" Hermione and Ron exclaimed in unison.

Hermione hurriedly raised her hand to aim it at Quirrell, but she didn't dare to strike Harry for fear of hitting her.

Quirrell ignored Hermione and Ron and placed Harry in front of the Mirror of Eris.

After a while, he saw a piece of Harry's trouser pocket bulge out.

Immediately took out the Philosopher's Stone from his trouser pocket, and with a flick of his hand, Quirrell threw Harry, who was about to suffocate to death, directly on Ron, who was not far away.

Both of them fell to the ground in unison......

And looking at the legendary magic stone with magical power in front of him, Quirrell's eyes were a little fascinated and crazy. (If you read a violent novel, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

But soon, he reined in his emotions and focused on the three little ones again.

Hermione saw that there was no longer Harry to stand in her way, and she immediately used the most powerful magic she had ever learned.

"Flame Blazing Incendio!"

A fireball the size of a soccer ball immediately rushed towards Quirrell, but Quirrell didn't move a single step, not even make any movement, and the fireball dissipated in an instant not far in front of him.

Quirrell's emotionless green pupils stared at Hermione, and he said slowly, "I saw the shadow of that nasty woman in you!"

After speaking, the wand in his hand was slowly raised.

"Arvada gnaws on big melons!"

Hermione stared at the familiar green light in front of her in a daze, and the cold feeling of falling into death filled her body again.

At this moment, she regretted very much why she didn't listen to Shane's words in the first place, and said that she wanted to protect the Philosopher's Stone.......

But after a while, the expected death did not come. []

Hermione slowly opened her eyes, only to see that at some point, a familiar figure was already standing next to Quirrell with his wand in hand.

I saw him kick Quirrell to the ground fiercely, and then scolded angrily:

"You old immortal! I don't sleep at night, so I have to get up and save people!"

"And the old bee, you owe me a favor!!"

"Shane?!"

Hermione rubbed her eyes, making sure it was the person she had been thinking about for a long time, and hurriedly ran over.

And Harry and Ron, who had just hugged each other and were thrown to pieces, were also relieved to see Shane's figure, stood up and staggered behind Hermione.

Sean crouched down and pulled the Philosopher's Stone out of Quirrell's hand, looking at the stone in front of him that glowed red and flowed with special magical power, he couldn't help but have a hint of research in his heart.

"Sean!" Hermione ran over and threw herself into Sean's arms, tears streaming down her face.

Shane raised his hand and sighed when he saw the little witch like this, and then looked at Harry and Ron who were running towards him with a serious face: "Your self-righteousness almost caused Hogwarts to have three more cold corpses. "

Hearing this, Harry and Ron immediately lowered their heads in shame.

"And you, don't think it's okay to cry!" Shane tapped Hermione on the head again.

Hermione was in pain and immediately withdrew from Shane's arms, then wiped her tears resentfully.

"What's wrong with Quirrell?" asked Harry, looking at Quirrell on the ground as if he had been petrified.

"Illusion magic!" explained Shane, "Voldemort is like Orochimaru, splitting so many souls, and spiritual magic is his nemesis. "

Orochimaru, what did it come from?

The three little ones were puzzled for a moment when they heard this unfamiliar term, but they didn't pay much attention to it, thinking that it was a magical animal that they hadn't heard of before.

Soon, they were drawn to another term in Shane's words.

"Voldemort?!" Ron took a few steps back from Quirrell's body when he heard the name, "Isn't he Professor Quirrell, how can he be Voldemort?"

"Quirrell is dead, Voldemort was attached to his body like a parasite before, and after he was seriously injured by me in the Forbidden Forest, Voldemort may have used some unknown magic to hang the last breath of this body at the cost of Quirrell's life. "

With that, Shane kicked Quirrell in the face.

"Look at it, all these burnt skins are covered in scales. "

"So that means we've been in the same classroom with Voldemort for almost a school year?!" Ron looked scared, he really didn't expect that Professor Quirrell, who usually stammered and only promised, turned out to be the Dark Lord.

"Shane, how did you get here?" Hermione finally calmed down and asked Shane with red eyes.

"Peeves called me, and when he saw Voldemort slipping into the school in the form of a snake, he immediately called me over. "

Shane explained, and then with a lift of one hand, a bluish-purple flame appeared in the palm of his hand.

"I'll settle your affairs with you later, and I'll kill this guy who ruined my good dreams first. "

After saying that, before the three little ones could react, Shane threw the fire on "Quirrell".

Immediately, a cloud of black smoke erupted from Quirrell's body, and Voldemort's soul howled and fused with the fire, and desperately pounced on Shane.

But the ugly face couldn't move an inch from Shane a foot away.

Immediately afterward, the howl of Voldemort's soul became weaker and weaker, and Quirrell's corpse gradually turned to ashes.

In this regard, Voldemort's Horcruxes are reduced by one......

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