Chapter 159: A Dark Night! Part-1
{DADA Classroom, Hogwarts}
{31th Oct 1991}
{Quirinus Quirrell's POV}
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Quirrell shivered as he felt it once again; his master had once again regained enough strength. His influence on his body increased as he watched his hands move outside his control. The weird feeling of detachment spread from his hands to the rest of his body, and suddenly, he lost all control; the sensation he was feeling became muted.
"Finally..." He heard the cold words coming out of his mouth, and there was no stutter, which made his voice sound confident as his body moved with an unnatural grace. Although his movements were still not up to his master's standard, he could feel the discontent through their connection. He had been able to feel some emotions from the Dark Lord, but they had become a lot more pronounced now.
He felt his eyes move, taking in the scene, the sight of the silver vial resting on complicated runes that were the reason for his predicament. The ritual had worked; he was sure of it, as his body's senses became muted. Slowly, he could only feel the barest of pain, and a sense of relief flooded through him.
'...'
Quirell controlled his thoughts. As he saw the scene changing, he knew that distracting Master from his goal would be detrimental. His office wasn't the best place to do the Ritual, but they didn't have a choice. They quickly rushed out of the office, and through the hallways, the paintings started falling asleep as his wand was waved in an unnatural pattern. They moved through the corridor as silently as ghosts, and they quickly arrived outside the greenhouses.