Wow—

In an instant, the platform where Wang Yao was located became a vacuum zone, and the students rushed to scream and ran down crowded. The idiot Ron also wanted to run away, but was pulled and glared by Hermione, and then he woke up and Nuonuo stood aside.

In just a few dozen seconds, only Hermione Ron and Hagrid behind him were left on the platform. The other students ran clean.

"It must have been something wrong!" Hager shouted, he didn't believe Professor Quirreau's words at all.

Wang Yaoyao looked at the referee seat, too far away, Dumbledore, the size of a grain of rice, did not move, and he couldn't help but feel sank.

Dumbledore's indifference has shown that he is only trying to watch at the moment. This does not conform to Dumbledore's character, and it seems that he is suspicious on both sides.

Do you want to escape...

No matter how many dozen meters high the platform jumps down by himself, it is still half-dead. All the professors of Hogwarts are basically here, so where can they escape?

"It doesn't matter whether you are wrong or not." Wang Yao stood up from his wheelchair, came to the edge of the platform to hold the handrail, and looked down at Qilu in the center of the venue, his eyes flashed.

You would never have imagined Voldemort, the secret you are proud of is not worth mentioning to me.

After the Hogwarts Quidditch event, it became a farce. The appearance of the Death Eaters was unexpected. Some professors guided the students in the audience and the wizards in the outer courtyard. After a few minutes, people were all evacuated. There were only a dozen people left in the huge green field.

The crowd left and the silence returned to here.

"Watch the change." What Professor McGonagall wanted to say was interrupted by Dumbledore.

"Get out of here quickly." Captain Wood flew back to Harry and pulled his robe next to Harry. "We can't control this matter, let's leave first."

"Wang Yao is my friend!" Harry defended, his firm expression stunned Wood, and his hands couldn't help but relax. Harry also took advantage of this time and rushed to the platform where Wang Yao was.

"You..." Captain Wood clenched his fists and flew away from the court to meet. Professor Dumbledore is here, so Harry should be fine.

"Professor Quirrell. Even if you are a professor of the Hogwarts Black Magic Defense, you can't talk nonsense." Wang Yao said with another meaning. For some reason, he was also amplified and resounded throughout the field.

His calm expression made many professors frown secretly. This is not the emotion that an 11-year-old freshman would express. Some professors who originally tended to Wang Yao turned to Qiluo one after another.

Wang Yao didn't care about this, what was important was the result.

"I went to the Dark Forest to practice experience a few months ago, where I met several vampires and witches." Surprisingly, Kilow suddenly talked about his experience before being a professor of the Dark Magic Defense class.

"After I tried my best to subdue them, they told me a message. They were slaves of the Great Demon King of Voldemort, and Voldemort sent a newborn to mingle Hogwarts and become friends with Harry."

No one questioned the authenticity of his words, because Quirrell had actually practiced traveling a few months ago.

"Is what he said true?" Ron panicked. Hermione couldn't help but hold on to her smooth and white forehead, causing a headache for Ron's stupidity.

Wang Yao knocked Ron's head without looking back and looked at Quirrell from afar: "So you think I was sent by Voldemort. Maybe it was Ron?"

Ron twitched his mouth behind him.

"Of course it wouldn't be so easy to determine. The reason for me to confirm is that the monsters invaded three days ago. If you guessed correctly, you were intentionally putting them in the dungeon. Among all the students, only you, the "genius" who does not need to take magic classes, has time to do it."

Quirrell made the accent in the word "genius". As Voldemort's temporary container, Quirrell's personality was undoubtedly deeply affected. How could Voldemort, who was of blood supreme importance to the wizards of Muggle origin, not to mention that Wang Yao cannot use magic.

Has it been pressed on me? Wang Yao touched his nose, still fearless. He held Qi Luo's biggest life gate, so he naturally wouldn't be afraid of these things. He spread his hands: "I can't even magic."

"But your true abilities are not manifested in magic, Mr. Wang Yao. The overturned alley caught fire and fought against the monster three days ago. It's you."

"Well said, but it makes no sense."

Wang Yao raised his eyebrows slightly, and someone who was interested in turning the alley could find out after investigating it. But the giant monster station... There were only Harry and the other two present, so how did he know.

"Since I put the monster in, why fight it? Do you perform a hero saving the beauty and then hugging the beauty? Please, I am only 11 years old."

Wang Yao felt a hint of shame and annoyance pierced from behind.

Quirrell still questioned: "Trolls are a stupid, extremely difficult creature to tame. Maybe you put them in for some purpose, but they messed up good things."

Qiluo is not stupid either, and he did not involve the Philosopher's Stone under the trap door.

Wang Yao's face was full of praise, and he even seemed to be praising a few times. His confident look made Qilu unable to help but have a gloomy face.

"You are very awesome. If I hadn't known your background, I'd probably really let you deceive these professors and hide it from the truth. Professor Quirrell. Or... Voldemort?"

hiss--

The sound of gasping in the air came from the group of professors. This secret name made their hair stand up, and they felt a cold air wandering around.

Dumbledore was slight enough to shake his head. He was afraid that he would be like this when he heard the name. Should he say sad or not?

Qiluo suffocated and his voice became stumbling again: "What do you say again!"

The panic in Qiluo's voice made Wang Yao more sure of his thoughts. He secretly said that things had come to this point and he could no longer do good. End the plot early and then... go back.

Wang Yao raised his head slightly and narrowed his eyes.

The fragrant wind of earth caresses gently, and the sun shines on his face, warm. Wang Yao takes a deep breath, lowers his head and looks at Qiluo, and his eyes suddenly become sharp: "Why don't you take off the turban? Professor Qiluo. The turban is smelly, can't you smell it? Let the dark devil on the back of your head breathe in."

A brief silence. A breeze blew, blowing the green grass, and the wind blew the grass. It also blew everyone's clothes.

"Send me down." Wang Yao turned his head slightly and said to Harry.

"This is very dangerous..." Haeger dissuaded. Several other little guys, including Ron, were also worried. They never believed Quirrell's words from beginning to end.

"Don't worry, getting close will only make me safer." Wang Yao said.

"Look! Wang Yao is going to run away!" A professor pointed at Wang Yao and Harry who were riding a broom and took out his magic wand to shoot them down.

"Quelin!" Dumbledore ordered, and asked the professor to take out his wand to froze.

"Your personality is just a brain-like one," Dumbledore seemed to sigh and shook his head. "We'll go down too."

Wang Yao landed on the ground, and the tall audience stage blocked the sunlight, forming a shadow, making the surroundings a little cool. He patted Harry on the shoulder and signaled him to go back.

After Harry flew away, Wang Yao glanced at Dumbledore and the professors who were flying down using the floating technique, and slowly walked towards the distance. Finally, he stopped 10 meters away.

At this distance, Wang Yao could completely make him crushed to pieces before he even took out his magic wand!

Quirot didn't say anything, he showed everything with his actions. He stretched out his hand and untied the black and gray snail turban wrapped around his head. At this moment, a touch of mockery flashed through his eyes.

Wang Yao frowned deeply, and ominous premonition filled his heart.
Chapter completed!