Rubik’s Cube Heavens

　　 The Eris Mirror is nearly four meters high, with a golden arch window frame, supported by two claw-shaped wooden tripods.

　　 A line of words is engraved on the mirror: Eris, Okhru, Aitoubi, Kavro, Aitang, Vohes.

　　 If you read it the other way round, it would be: What I reflect is not your face, but your inner desire.

　　Professor Quirrell obviously didn't know what Eris's Mirror was. At this time, he didn't pay attention to Kewen who was being ‘controlled’. Instead, he walked quickly to the Mirror and kept checking it carefully.

　　 After searching for a long time, Professor Quirrell couldn't find any clues on the magic mirror. He couldn't help but turned around irritably, trying to see if there were any clues around him.

　　 Turning around like this, he suddenly saw Kewen standing on the doorstep.

　　 "Come here!" Professor Quirrell raised his hand to Kewen and sternly ordered: "Find me clues!"

　　 Kewen is also curious about the Sorcerer's Stone, so take the opportunity to take a look.

　　 continued to pretend to be controlled, Kewen walked up to the magic mirror a little stiffly and looked into the mirror.

　　 However, Kewen's pupils shook slightly as a result.

　　Because he didn't see anything in the mirror, as if there was an ordinary full-length mirror in front of him.

　　 shouldn't be. Corvin secretly said.

　　 But his brains turned quickly, and after a little thought, Cowen knew the reason.

　　 But it is because he still maintains the Occlumency at this time.

　　Don't think that the Eris Mirror is very magical, it can reflect people's hearts. To put it bluntly, it is just an alchemy item with a permanent ‘intake of divine mind’ attached to it.

　　 Coupled with some visualization curses attached to it, it creates an effect that can reflect the inner image.

　　 Wanting to understand this, Covin suddenly lost interest in the Mirror of Eris.

　　 As long as he continues to study alchemy, he can create such a magic mirror sooner or later.

　　 But unfortunately, he can't get the Philosopher's Stone from the mirror.

　　 However, based on the original plot, Kewen felt that he might not be able to get the Philosopher's Stone from the mirror, because only those who did not use the Philosopher's Stone in his heart could get it from the mirror.

　　 However, Kewen had been curious about the Sorcerer's Stone and had a slight greed, so it was estimated that it could not meet that requirement.

　　 Kewen was in a daze for too long, which made Professor Quirrell a little impatient, so he asked in an uncomfortable tone: "How is it!? Have you found anything!?"

　　 "Nothing was found." Kewen replied in a dull tone, without ups and downs, "This is an ordinary mirror."

　　 "Normal?" Professor Quirrell frowned, turned his head and glanced in the mirror, and then yelled at Corvin annoyedly: "You dare to deceive me!? Obviously I saw what I was expecting in it!"

　　 "Shut up! Idiot!"

　　 Voldemort's voice reappeared, and he said with a tired tone: "He has been under your Imperius Curse! Now there is no thought that belongs to him!"

　　Professor Qiluo changed his face in a second, and nodded humblely, "Sorry master! I forgot this!"

　　 "Kill him!" Voldemort ordered impatiently: "Now he is useless!"

　　 "Yes! My master!"

　　 Professor Qiluo responded respectfully, and then raised his eyes to look at Kewen, his expression full of cruelty.

　　 Just as Kewen chanted the beginning of the'Shenfeng Wuying' spell, Voldemort said again: "Wait!"

　　 Professor Qiluo took out his magic wand and asked in surprise: "Master, do you have any more orders?"

　　 "Someone is coming." Voldemort responded softly.

　　 Professor Qiluo immediately turned his head to look at the door, and listened carefully. There was indeed a hesitant footstep approaching.

"Master!" Lowered the volume, Professor Quirrell said with a masterful look: "It should be the Harry Potter! During the day I heard him tell his classmates to come here tonight! That's why I Decided to do it in advance tonight, so as not to get the Philosopher's Stone by them!"

　　 Voldemort did not respond.

　　 Soon, the figure of Harry Potter walked out of the dark doorway.

　　 The dim moonlight that spilled through the skylight in the room shone light around the magic mirror, allowing Harry Potter to see the faces of Professor Quirrell and Cowen.

　　 "It's you!? Professor Quirrell? And... why is Senior Quinn here too!?"

　　 Harry looked very embarrassed at this time, the red sweater was covered with dust, and there were a few cuts.

　　 There are a few small wounds on his hands and face, and coagulated blood scabs can be seen.

　　 Obviously, the first few levels have caused Harry a lot of obstacles.

Corvin’s original concern was also correct. Harry was so embarrassed even if the trio worked together to break through the barriers. If Corvin hadn’t guided him at the beginning and now lacks Hermione’s participation, then Harry Potter would probably not be able to arrive alive. Here it is.

　　At this time, after hearing Harry's doubts, Professor Quirrell said somewhat of a matter of course: "Otherwise, who do you think it will be?"

　　 "I thought it was Snape..." Harry replied in confusion, "No! This is not right! Snape should be right..."

　　 Hearing what Harry said about himself like this~www.NovelMTL.com~ Professor Quirrell sneered slightly, and then his expression changed instantly, becoming the usual cowardly and pitiful appearance.

　　 said at the same time: "Yes, Snape does look like a bad guy. Who can suspect a stuttering poor Professor Quirrell?"

　　 "Then him?" Harry Potter felt that his cognition collapsed, and then looked at Cowen: "How come Senior Quinn... isn't he with Snape?"

"This genius?" Professor Quirrell regained his sullen expression, squinted at Kewen, and said with some pity: "Unfortunately, no one can deny his genius, but it's just a genius. I only need one.' The Imperius Curse' will make him obediently become my puppet!"

Next, Harry and Quirrell seemed to be playing home. Rory asked Harry questions and Quirrell gave a perfect answer and confessed to Harry what Professor Snape was carrying. Black pot.

　　 Not only Kewen couldn’t stand it, even Voldemort had no patience and couldn’t help but interrupt: “Enough! You trash! Get me the Philosopher’s Stone!”

　　 "Yes! I'm sorry master..." Professor Quirrell was so proud just now, and now he is so humble, bowed slightly to ask: "But, how can I get it?"

　　 "Use Harry Potter!" Voldemort pointed.

　　 Suddenly heard another sound echoing in the room, and Harry couldn't help scanning around in amazement.

　　 And Quirrell received the order and hurriedly walked towards Harry, while reaching out his hand to catch him.

　　 Behind, Kewen's eyes lit up, and his right hand shook slightly...