"Master, I have heard from the goblins that Dumbledore did put a valuable item in the underground vault No. 713!"
In the dark room, Quirrell was reporting the latest intelligence to Voldemort. "According to the goblin, underground vault No. 713 is where valuables are stored. There is no key to the door there. No one except the goblin can open the vault door and take out the items inside."
The snake in front of Quirrell didn't react much, as if it was just a snake. He continued, "I have controlled the goblin, but if you want to break into Gringotts..."
"Quirrel, I've spent so much time and energy on you, not to listen to these excuses!" A hideous human face appeared on the snake's head. It was Voldemort's face. Every time Voldemort spoke to him like this, the life possessed by him would be greatly reduced.
"I'm sorry, Master."
"What I need is for you to get the Philosopher's Stone as soon as possible, not your apology. I think you must have your own plan, right Quirrell!"
"Yes, Master. I have a plan. The goblin under the Imperius Curse will open the door of vault 713 for me." Quirrell whispered, "However, I have not yet figured out how to get rid of the goblins of Gringotts after I get the Philosopher's Stone."
In fact, Quirrell was not very willing to break into Gringotts. Although Voldemort said that if he got the Philosopher's Stone and completely restored his body, he would give Quirrell the glory and status he deserved. However, Quirrell still did not have much confidence in breaking into Gringotts, because he had never heard of a wizard who could successfully steal in Gringotts.
All the thieves who had their eyes on Gringotts were trapped in the huge underground maze beneath Gringotts. There was no way to Apparate in that damn place.
Quirrell thought he must be crazy, or Voldemort must be crazy, to have the idea of robbing Gringotts. However, he also knew that the Dark Lord taught him those spellcasting techniques and powerful dark magic just to let him take the Philosopher's Stone out of Gringotts.
If I fail, I will suffer terrible punishment.
Quirrell couldn't imagine what would happen to him if he failed, like those wizards who were possessed by the Dark Lord.
Not long ago, Quirrell had captured a wizard from an alley and let the Dark Lord possess him to teach him magic and magical skills. However, he saw with his own eyes how Voldemort made the other party surrender and die.
All this made Quirrell shudder. He found that he seemed to have no power to resist. Even though the Dark Lord looked very weak, he was still powerful.
"You just need to steal the Philosopher's Stone, and once I am fully resurrected, those goblins will be nothing to you."
"I will be..." Quirrell whispered. At this time, there was a knock on the kitchen window, interrupting Quirrell's words. He opened the window and took the owl letter. It was an invitation from Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.
He quickly opened the letter and scanned the contents:
Headmaster Dumbledore formally invited him to Hogwarts, and took him to familiarize himself with the castle, colleagues and subsequent teaching courses.
Quirrell closed the letter and took a deep breath. Meeting Dumbledore was undoubtedly an opportunity to betray the Dark Lord. If he handed the Dark Lord over to Dumbledore, he believed that the greatest man in history would be able to defeat the Dark Lord.
A great wizard can definitely...
Quirrell admitted that he was somewhat convinced by Voldemort, but that didn't mean he was a fool. On the contrary, Quirrell was very smart and had once served as a prefect of Ravenclaw. Quirrell's magical talent was actually quite good, otherwise he wouldn't have grown up so quickly under Voldemort's teachings in just a few months. He had already mastered the silent spells that he was not very familiar with before, and could even use some simple magic without the help of a wand.
Now Quirrell is already considered an excellent wizard. As long as he betrays the Dark Lord, he will be free!
As soon as this thought came into his mind, Quirrell immediately suppressed the thought that had just arisen.
He didn't dare to have any extra thoughts in front of Voldemort, as the other party could easily see through his thoughts.
"Dumbledore's invitation!" Quirrell said respectfully, "He invited me to the school to familiarize myself with my future career as a professor."
"You want to hand me over to Dumbledore." Voldemort stared at Quirrell's face and suddenly said, "You have learned spellcasting techniques and a lot of dark magic from me, so you are going to abandon me?"
"No, I did not, Master!" said Quirrell horribly.
"You're lying to me. That's what you were thinking just now. You wanted to hand me over to Dumbledore!" Voldemort's voice echoed in Quirrell's mind. "You wanted to use Dumbledore to get rid of me. You approached me just to learn dark magic and spellcasting techniques from me, right?"
"I don't mind you doing that, I don't mind, but do you think you can get rid of me?" Voldemort suddenly laughed, "In my current state, even Dumbledore can't kill me. He can't do anything to me, and he can't help you either."
"No, Master, I have never thought of betraying you, never." Quirrell bowed his head deeply and said very respectfully.
"I don't care! But you must remember, anyone who betrays me will pay the price!" Voldemort's voice echoed in Quirrell's ears.
The next day, Quirrell went to Hogwarts at the agreed time.
In front of the school gate, Quirrell saw the game keeper Hagrid waiting for him at the door.
Quirrell walked forward, greeted Hagrid with a slight stutter, and shook hands with him.
Hagrid took him to the headmaster's office, where Headmaster Dumbledore chatted with him about work matters, explained the benefits of being a Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, and personally took Quirrell on a tour of Hogwarts, such as his Defense Against the Dark Arts office and the classroom that would be used for classes.
"You should get familiar with your job first. I may need your help with something in a while." Dumbledore said with a smile.
"I'm glad I could help. It's my honor!"
"By the way, Professor McGonagall asked me to tell you that I hope you can prepare the books that will be used in the Defense Against the Dark Arts class as soon as possible so that I can send admission letters to students!"
"No, no problem. I'll hand the required list to Professor McGonagall soon." Quirrell nodded. He wanted to make himself look more reliable, but his actions were not very convincing.
After watching Dumbledore leave, Quirrell closed the door of the Defense Against the Dark Arts office and carefully checked every corner of the room to make sure he was not being monitored.
Honestly, this is unlikely.
Quirrell felt that his disguise was very successful. He made himself look a little stuttering and nervous, and told Dumbledore some bad experiences during his travels, cleverly hiding them from Dumbledore.