Messing with Your Head (Please Bookmark and Recommend~)

"Of course I know you're not alone. Not just me—we all know."

Seeing Quirrell's expression, Noah suddenly revealed an inexplicable smile.

To be honest, Noah did not think Quirrell would be particularly difficult to deal with. But if he had the chance, Noah would be more than happy to mess with Quirrell's head a little.

For a wizard, one's state of mind was probably far more important than it was in any other profession!

After all, wizards were not warriors or the like, professions that could erupt with power by relying on rage.

An agitated or fearful state of mind would not do wizards any good. Even anger would at most make them recklessly squander their magic, and they might not even be able to unleash one hundred percent of their proper power.

Of course, this could be completely ignored for wizards powerful enough to rival gods.

Wizards who had reached that level could cast magic as naturally as they pleased. A bad state of mind would merely make them seem a little more foolish than usual, more reckless, and easier to deal with.

Quirrell was no high-level wizard. In fact, his combat ability could be described as terrible.

From the original story, Noah knew that Voldemort had grown so weak that he could not control Quirrell's body to fight at all. Even if he could, Quirrell's magical power would not meet Voldemort's requirements.

If Noah messed with Quirrell's head at a time like this, dealing with him would become even easier and more effortless!

Though messing with someone's state of mind was rather underhanded, Noah did not care. He was a wizard, not some honor-bound knight!

"What do you mean?" Quirrell's expression became slightly unnatural, and his movements stiffened for a moment.

"I heard that you once went to the Dark Forest to gain practical experience in Defense Against the Dark Arts, right? I think you probably encountered someone there, and that's how you became like this, isn't it?"

Noah smiled faintly and began using what he remembered to strike at Quirrell's state of mind.

What he wanted was to slowly draw out Quirrell's secrets and make the man panic.

"Hmph." Quirrell's face turned even paler, but he still said nothing.

"Ever since then, you started wearing that ridiculous purple turban. It gives off a strange smell, and it makes many people unwilling to get close to you. I think someone has already entered your body, right?"

"..."

"Let me think. Since you were the one at the Quidditch match, and you were also the one who released the troll, then when Professor Dumbledore left, did you send him a letter in the name of the Ministry of Magic to lure him away?"

"..."

Quirrell's expression was growing uglier and uglier. He discovered that this little brat knew his affairs so well!

Clever people always thought too much. As a Ravenclaw, Quirrell had always been exceptionally intelligent. If this brat Noah knew about him, then what about Dumbledore and the others?

But he quickly felt a little relieved. If Dumbledore and the others knew, they would naturally not have let a few children come here. Quirrell would have been facing a terrifying White Wizard like Dumbledore!

"Do you think Professor Dumbledore doesn't know about you?" Just as Quirrell relaxed a little, Noah spoke again.

"Isn't that the case?" Quirrell stubbornly retorted.

"Please, you really are naive. Though we really shouldn't have come here, I couldn't restrain my curiosity—especially when I could meet that legendary person." Noah still wore a smile, but in Quirrell's eyes, he looked utterly punchable.

"So..."

"So we came here first. Do you really think we would run here to die without any protection? Please, you're a Ravenclaw. So am I!"

Noah's words nearly drove Quirrell to despair!

That was right. In his eyes, how could someone as clever as Noah do something so foolish?

Then the answer was obvious: this boy must have prepared a way out, which was why he was so fearless!

"Kill him now! We need to leave quickly!"

Not only Quirrell, but even Voldemort, hidden within his body, was somewhat flustered at this moment.

If Dumbledore came, he would be in serious trouble!

Though even if he died in his current state, it would not affect his resurrection.

But the magic that split souls caused every fragment of the soul to become almost an independent existence!

That meant every soul fragment was practically independent!

And every one of those fragments wanted to become the main body. They all treasured the life they had awakened to!

Voldemort was selfish, and every fragment of his soul had inherited that nature. They all wanted to become the "original body"!

"Incendio!"

Having received Voldemort's instructions, Quirrell immediately drew his wand and cast a spell directly at Noah and the others as quickly as possible!

He did not want to be caught by Dumbledore either, even if he felt that he had already been exposed!

"Heavy Armor Charm!"

Noah reacted quickly as well. He had been watching Quirrell's movements the entire time, so the instant Quirrell drew his wand, Noah drew his own.

Unlike Rocky, who was on the offensive, Noah had to look after the people behind him, especially Harry and Ron!

So the first spell he chose was a defensive one for them. After all, this was not a movie, and Quirrell was not foolish enough to underestimate his enemies and run over to deal with them using his hands.

Only after Noah and Quirrell's first exchange did Harry and Ron finally react.

The sight made cold sweat pour down their backs. Especially when they noticed that although Kate and the others had remained silent, they had also drawn their wands the moment Noah and Quirrell clashed. Harry and Ron felt even more ashamed!

Good thing we asked them for help!

At that moment, both of them thought the exact same thing. Without Noah and the others, they might not even have made it through the challenges to get here.

And even if they had somehow made it in, against Quirrell, they probably would not even have had a chance to resist before being burned to ashes.

"Hm?"

Noah, standing amid the flames, had no idea what Harry and the others were thinking. But he suddenly sensed that Quirrell did not seem to have cast any defensive magic.

And the second spell Quirrell cast seemed to be Impedimenta?

That immediately gave Noah some ideas, and he became even more confident.

Just as I thought. This guy's state of mind has been affected. Now this is getting interesting.