I opened a blind box at Hogwarts

Chapter 64 JO Doraemon

Biting cold wind gushes from the bottom of the bottomless cliff, and Joshua and Harry are in the continuous updraft, like pebbles drifting in the rapids.

Although it won't be directly blown off by the wind, it is more difficult to maintain balance than in other situations, and the school uniform robe fluttering in the wind adds to the difficulty.

And Joshua himself felt even more uncomfortable, he was almost dried up!
At first the lips were dry, but with the hunger and thirst and lips that cracked whenever he moved, Joshua knew that this strange cold wind was not as simple as it seemed.

"Joshua, don't you have a port key that can be transferred? Use it quickly!"

Ron, who was standing on the edge of the cliff behind, was anxious and anxious, at a loss and didn't know what to do.

"No, I've tried it before, and there's no way to use it here." Joshua tried to keep his mouth as small as possible when he spoke, and he could feel a violent urge on his lips before he said a word. pain.

With a slight touch of a finger, blood stains can be seen.

The seesaw is not very stable at the moment, and it is shaking slightly with gusts of wind. If you listen carefully, there is a "creak" sound mixed with the "whirring" cold wind.

"What should we do?" Harry also looked in a bad condition, blood dripped from the torn lip wound, and his pale cheeks showed that his body was much weaker.

"I have a solution, but I'm not sure if it will work." Joshua pretended to dig out his pocket, and then took out the bamboo dragonfly that he opened the blind box.

The bamboo dragonfly from the anime Doraemon is a kind of flying prop, and the method of use is very simple. Just wear it on your head and you can control the flight at will through your brain ideas, and you don’t need extra power. Where do you want to go? just go there.

Wearing the bamboo dragonfly on his head, Joshua can only pray in his heart that this "scientific" prop from the 22nd century can work, or it also belongs to the ranks of "produced by the system, must be a boutique".

With a thought, Joshua's feet left the ground, no, he left the wooden board he was standing on, but he didn't fly very high. After confirming that he could take off, Joshua immediately stood on the seesaw again superior.

This made the seesaw not tilt too much, and as Joshua fell, he gradually regained his balance with a small inclination.

"What's that?" Ron and Harry asked in unison, they were really curious why Joshua was always able to come up with some strange things.

"A magic item," said Joshua Ann, holding back the emotions in his heart, "it actually works, that's great!"

"Harry, I will run to you in a while, you must catch me!"

Joshua informed Harry of his plans one by one to prevent unnecessary accidents in the future, but the situation went well.

Before the seesaw was fully tilted, the bamboo dragonfly on Joshua's head carried him hovering in mid-air, and his palm firmly grasped Harry's wrist.

"Oh! It's great!" Ron couldn't help praising on the other side.

The weight of the two little wizards was not too simple for the bamboo dragonfly, so the two of them arrived at the door on the other side of the cliff smoothly.

Different from the previous wooden door, it has an arched stone frame that is much taller than Harry Joshua's height, and two equally tall and straight stone doors stand in front of the two of them.

Joshua and Harry were on one side, and the one in front of them pushed open the gap that could allow one person to pass through. Looking through the gap, it was still pitch black, and nothing could be seen clearly.

The bamboo dragonfly on his head hadn't been taken off yet, because there were still people who hadn't come, so Joshua said to Harry, "Harry, wait here, I'll go and fetch Ron over."

But before Joshua turned around, he heard Ron's trembling shout, "Joshua, Harry."

There was a person standing beside Ron, and this person was Quirrell.

The wand in his hand rested casually on Ron's shoulder, while his vicious eyes were staring at Joshua.

"Hand over that magic item, or your partner will turn into a cold corpse!"

"Ron!" Standing on the other side of the cliff, Harry and Quirrell wanted to confront each other. "Quirrell, you bastard, let Ron go!"

"I said, let him hand over the magic props on his head!" Quirrell poked Ron's face fiercely with the wand in his hand and said, "Don't make me say it again!"

Obviously, Quirrell was able to appear here, presumably he followed him all the way. As for the means used, invisibility cloaks are not the only ones in the magic world that can be invisible.

And he chose to appear at this time instead of waiting for Harry to get the Philosopher's Stone, presumably the biggest reason was the cliff in front of Joshua.

The Portkey is useless here, let alone Apparition, and the Levitation Curse does not work here, and Quirrell has no choice but to show up and use Ron as a hostage to get the bamboo in Joshua's hand. Dragonflies pass here.

Feeling Harry's gaze, Joshua didn't choose to compromise immediately but cursed, "I'm surprised that you didn't blow up to death in the Forbidden Forest, instead of running for your life, you ran to continue to kill me." Dangle in front of your eyes!"

"Yes, thanks to my master, I was able to escape, but you still left an indelible mark on my body!"

The wand in Quirrell's hand lightly touched his cheek for a while, and he saw that his face seemed to have shed its skin. Under the skin of a normal person, it turned out to be a face that was burned by flames.

The right eye was gone, and there was only an empty eye socket left. No nose and lips could be seen on the dark and scorched cheeks. The terrifying appearance scared Ron half to death.

And Harry, who was facing many, also trembled.

"Joshua Joestar, as revenge, I will stalk you to death with my own hands!" Quirrell's remaining eyes were filled with hatred and malice.

"To shut up!"

The hoarse and non-human voice sounded like a gloomy ghost. At the same time, Harry screamed in pain and covered his forehead, his eyes full of disbelief.

"Master?" Quirrell changed his posture just now, and cowardice appeared on him again. .

"Let me talk to him."

The hoarse voice sounded again, Quirrell looked unwilling but still obeyed the instructions.

First, the petrification spell was used to petrify Ron's body, so that he could not escape. After that, Quirrell slowly opened the thick turban wrapped around his head.

When the large turban fell completely, Quirrell's bald head was a small legend, and he slowly turned around on the spot.

Harry tried to scream, but no sound came out, the scar on his forehead felt like a knife had been carved into it at the moment.

Where the back of Quirrell's head should have been, there was a face. Harry had never seen such a hideous and terrifying face. The color of that face was as dead white as chalk. Two slender nostrils like snakes.

Harry clutched his forehead and couldn't say a word, only gasping in pain.

And Joshua directly pointed out the other party:

"Voldemort!"

(End of this chapter)