Chapter 75: Dialogue

Professor Qiluo's office.

Since Allen left, the office had fallen into silence...

Professor Qiluo sat motionless in the shadows...

After a long while, a young voice broke the room's quiet: "Master, are we just letting Finis go like this?"

A cold, sharp voice spoke after a moment: "If we don't let him go, what can we do? This is Hogwarts! And I am so weak right now..."

The young voice hesitated for a moment before speaking cautiously: "Master, were we perhaps too hasty today? That was an Unforgivable Curse!"

"Hmph!" The cold, sharp voice sneered, "Taking a little risk for talent like Finis is worth it!"

The young voice offered a flattering agreement.

"However, the only thing we didn't expect was that the boy Finis could break free from my hypnosis halfway through. I was so close to taming him, making him one of us!" The cold, sharp voice continued to add.

"Master, what do we do now?" The young voice asked with some worry.

"The seed has already been planted in Finis's heart! An Unforgivable Curse is not so simple..." The cold, sharp voice explained. "It's truly troublesome that so many spells don't work on him!"

The young voice hesitated again before speaking cautiously: "Master, can practicing that kind of exercise really allow one to master the Cruciatus Curse quickly?"

"Of course, this is a method I summarized from years of research!" The cold, sharp voice carried a hint of disdain, as if feeling the master of the young voice had asked a very stupid question.

The young voice fell silent at once, not responding as quickly as before...

The master of the cold, sharp voice sensed something keenly and added: "Today, I had two subjects to teach: one was you, and one was Finis..."

The young voice suddenly became overjoyed: "Thank you, Master! Your foolish servant failed to grasp your deep intentions again! I even started doubting you... wuwuwu..."

The person possessing the young voice actually began to cry...

The cold, sharp voice began to comfort the person with the young voice: "Quirinus, you are the successor I have chosen. Although you have made some mistakes, I have never wavered on this point!"

The young voice's crying grew louder...

The cold, sharp voice was not disturbed by the crying at all and continued: "The knowledge I possess will also be passed on to you, but do not be impatient. When the time comes, you will naturally learn it. I am not teaching you now only because you lack something in certain aspects. Rashly mastering such power would bring you danger."

The person with the young voice offered a tearful, grateful thanks.

After quite a while, the person with the young voice finally gathered their composure.

The young voice spoke again with some worry: "Master, are you not worried that Finis will go and report us? That boy is so cunning; what should we do if he goes to report us?"

The person with the cold, sharp voice sneered and said: "The boy Finis might go and report us."

"But, when he has that thought, he will realize what kind of vow he made back then! At that time, it won't be a question of whether he wants to, but whether he can!"

The young voice spoke again, this time with a hint of curiosity: "Does an Unbreakable Vow have such powerful strength? Can it stop Finis from reporting us?"

"A suitable vow combined with the power of an Unbreakable Vow will have unexpected effects. Cunning without sufficient knowledge is ultimately ridiculous." The master of the cold, sharp voice let out a cold laugh.

"Then what if Finis is willing to give up his own life to report us?" The young voice asked cautiously.

The master of the cold, sharp voice let out a cold laugh and said: "I still have a way with judging people. The boy Finis is absolutely not that kind of person. Right now, the situation is still under my control!"

"Master is wise!" The young voice flattered.

The cold, sharp voice continued: "However, Finis also brought a useful piece of news today!"

"East of Heihu!"

"Unicorn!"

"We need it now!"

After releasing the rabbit, Allen returned to the Gryffindor tower. Passing the common room, he found Harry and Ron playing wizard chess, while Hermione sat nearby reading.

After greeting them, Allen collapsed into a chair.

Allen's behavior immediately caught their attention.

"Allen, what's wrong?" Hermione noticed Allen looked thoroughly disheveled and asked with concern.

Looking at his friends who cared about him, Allen wanted to tell them about his discovery, but the moment he opened his mouth, that chill in his heart appeared. He immediately understood what was happening and had to stop quickly.

The three looked at Allen even more puzzled.

"Didn't you go to the library to read today? What? Did you get into a fight with Malfoy?" Harry asked with a puzzled expression.

Allen began to complain inwardly. He hadn't told his friends where he went on Saturday night; they all thought he went to the library, and he had never objected to that notion, simply accepting it by default. He never expected it would now backfire on him.

"No!" Allen said with difficulty.

"Then why are you so disheveled? And covered in the smell of sweat?" Ron joined in questioning Allen.

"You didn't run to avoid Filch, did you?" Harry guessed next, with an expression as if he understood everything.

Allen tried to open his mouth to speak several times, but every time, the chill in his heart appeared.

Finally, he could only give up the idea of revealing information to his friends now and said dejectedly: "Yes!"

Once this was said, Harry and Ron got excited, chatting animatedly about the topic of avoiding Filch.

But Allen had no heart to listen to their words, sitting there alone in a daze, thinking.

Hermione noticed something was wrong with Allen and secretly tugged Harry and Ron.

Harry and Ron also sensed something was off with Allen, tactfully stopped their discussion, and went back to playing wizard chess, leaving Allen a quiet space.

Allen was thinking there alone, but was woken up a short while later by Harry and Ron's low arguing.

They were arguing over whether to take back a move in the chess game...

And the more Allen listened, the more irritable he became. It felt as if an emotion in his heart was pushing him, and finally, his patience reached its limit.

"Shut up!" he shouted loudly.

After shouting, he felt something was wrong and instantly came to his senses, only to find Harry and the others looking at him in terror.

He looked down and found his wand was in his hand somehow, pointing at Harry and Ron.

"Sorry! Sorry!" Allen murmured, then walked out of the common room in a daze.

Harry and the others looked at each other...

When Allen finished his shower and lay on his four-poster bed, he made up his mind: he must find a way to break the constraints of the Unbreakable Vow and expose Professor Qiluo's true face.