HP: A Sociopath Gamer In Magic World [ Chapter 114: Vampire Cross! ] (Patreon)

I was currently inside of the Room of Requirements, sitting comfortably as Hermes shared his vision.

He was currently tailing the Golden Trio using his spirit nature to turn invisible.

As soon as I saw them, I could immediately spot a few abnormalities.

Ron seemed to be sporting a black eye and a cut lip. I'm guessing Neville gave them more trouble than they expected.

Hermione herself didn't look too happy at being dragged on another of their adventures as she kept muttering complaints under breath and spacing out.

Even Harry seemed to be more on edge than usual as he snapped at Hermione.

"If you don't want to be here then just go back!"

Hermione however was apparently done being talked down to as she shouted right back, "I would, but oh wait, there is a giant three-headed dog blocking the only exit!"

Actually, that was a very good point, how did she go get help originally?

Doesn't matter, I suppose. What really mattered was that they weren't as close as before.

I watched them go through the key room and the giant chessboard. Ron apparently was able to come up with a better strategy as he hadn't needed to sacrifice himself in the end.

So now all three were free to go on ahead.

Passing the dead troll, they got to the chamber with the potion bottles, and just like in the books Hermione was easily able to spot the potion that would allow one to pass the wall of flames. Seeing this the three sobered up and discussed amongst themselves what they should do. Harry somehow managed to convince them that he should take it while one of them went to get help.

Hermes took this chance to use his size manipulation to shrink and enter Harry's pocket.

I was unable to see or hear much, but I did catch some of the conversation.

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Harry:-

Walking through the curtain of black flames, Harry spotted a familiar someone standing in front of a mirror.

"You!" he shouted, giving away his presence.

Quirrell turned around with a calm expression, "Potter, I was wondering if I would be meeting you tonight."

"But Snape-"

"Severus? Yes, he does seem the type, doesn't he. Next to him, who would suspect p-p-poor, st-stuttering P-Professor Quirrell," he mocked.

"But he tried to kill me!"

"No, no, no. I tried to kill you. And I would have succeeded too if your friend Miss Granger hadn't knocked over rushing to set Snape's cloak on fire. Just a few more seconds and I would have been able to get you off that broom even with Snape muttering his little counter-curse."

"Snape was trying to save me?"

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I wondered how much longer they would continue to talk when Hermes suddenly appeared in front of me holding the Philosopher's stone.

[Philosopher Stone-Rank: Very Special

Description: A miraculous stone created by the famed alchemist Nicholas Flamel. It is considered the pinnacle of alchemy and sought after by everyone that has ever heard of it. One of its more famous uses it to turn metal into gold and create the Elixir of Life. Etc.]

"Good work," I told him, grabbing the stone and placing it inside of a golden chest resting on a side table next to me. This was the Gemini chest that I got from the Halloween event, capable of copying any 3 objects of lesser rank.

Opening the lid again, I saw that there were now two identical stones. Taking one stone out I duplicated the process two more times until I had a set of four, the chest vanishing as soon as the last of its charges was used.

I gave one to Hermes to return it back to Harry, leaving me with three. One of the stones would be used for practical use, the other for research and the last as a back-up.

He reappeared without the stone a split second later.

"Good work," I told him sincerely, "Now, what do you say we give poor Harry a helping hand."

Honestly there was no way we could have done this without him. He was the only person I knew that was both naive and selfless enough to take the stone out of the mirror. Neither Hermes nor I could have done it at least.

Opening my menu, I went to a page that showed me all of my current minions.

I stopped at a group labeled: Parasite Bombs.

[Parasite Bombs-Rank: A Little Special

Description: A specialized explosive device in the shape of a small tick. These little pests enter a host and navigate their way around the body until they reach the vital organs, where they latch themselves on by fusing with the surrounding tissue. Despite their small size they are able to produce a large explosion when in groups. They can be set to explode remotely or only after certain conditions have been met.]

Really Quirrell, you shouldn't drink anything you find on the ground.

[Would you like to detonate Parasite Bombs 1-20?] [Yes/No]

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Quirrell:-

Clutching his hand in pain, he saw that the place that Potter had touched was full of blisters.

"Get him you fool?" came the voice of his Master, who sent a flash of pain to show his displeasure.

Steeling himself he walked over to finish the boy and get the stone. However, just before he could reach him, he felt something strange warmth in his body.

He was left with no more time to ponder what it could be before a fiery explosion ripped his body apart.

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Room of Requirements:-

[Gained 40,000 experience.]

[You gained 150 Galleons.]

[You obtained a Vampire cross.]

[You obtained Purple Turban]

"Huh, never figured Quirrell for the religious type," I commented seeing the cross.

It was good to know that they worked as intended as I planned to install one inside every person that worked for my Doctor persona. Can't have anyone needlessly spilling my secrets after all.