When Harry and the others heard Wentworth say Quirrell's name, their mouths opened wide, their faces filled with disdain and disbelief.

At this moment, Wentworth spoke again and added:

"By the way, he was the one who put the troll into Hogwarts for Halloween!"

After Wentworth finished speaking, the scene suddenly fell into a long silence, as if everyone needed time to digest this shocking news.

Outside Hogwarts Castle, there was silence, but the wind outside the castle was getting stronger and stronger.

After a long while, Harry said hoarsely:

"So, Professor Quirrell, like Snape, is also a Death Eater?"

Wentworth nodded and replied:

"I don't know if Professor Snape is a real Death Eater, but Quirrell is definitely one!"

At this time, Hermione on the side suddenly said: "Wait a minute, so, we are going to prepare to deal with Quirrell, our Defense Against the Dark Arts professor tonight?"

Wentworth glanced at Hermione and said meaningfully, "Not only that, maybe there will be unexpected gains!"

But Hermione went on to say:

"Then why don't we tell Headmaster Dumbledore about this? Isn't this something the professors should be responsible for?"

Wentworth was about to speak, but this time Harry spoke before Wentworth:

"No, if what Senior Wentworth said is true, then I want to avenge my parents myself!"

Hermione was stunned when she heard what Harry said. Although her face was anxious, she didn't know how to persuade Harry.

Finally, Ron stood up and said, "Harry, it's not that I want to attack you, nor do I want to stop you from avenging your parents. However, with your strength, if Quirrell is really a Death Eater, you may be in great danger!"

Wentworth looked at Ron in surprise. He didn't expect that Ron could say such a tactful thing.

Harry obviously knew what Ron meant. He was silent for a moment, but then he turned his gaze back to Wentworth and said slowly:

"Senior Wentworth called me here, I guess he wants to help me, right? What should I do?!"

Hearing Harry's question, Wentworth looked at Harry, their eyes locked together, and Wentworth said slowly:

"Of course I can help you, but I only have one request, that is, you have to trust me! Trust me unconditionally!"

Hearing Wentworth's words, Harry nodded heavily and said, "Of course, Senior Wentworth, it was you who brought me to Hogwarts. In my heart, you, Principal Dumbledore, and Hagrid are the people I trust the most!"

Wentworth patted Harry on the shoulder, smiled and said, "Remember what you said!"

Just as Wentworth called Harry to his side, in the depths of the Forbidden Forest, a cloaked figure was walking slowly among the dense woods, and beside him, another figure was floating.

If someone could see the girl's eyes, they would find that under those green pupils, the girl's eyes were full of anger, anxiety and self-blame, but not fear.

When the man in the cloak walked to an open space in the forbidden forest, he looked around and seemed very satisfied with the place.

The man waved at the girl behind him, and the girl slowly fell down. Then, the mysterious man in the cloak snapped his fingers, and the invisible restraints on the girl were untied.

The girl was naturally Cassandra. As soon as Cassandra broke free from the restraints, she did not try to escape immediately, but moved the joints of her hands and feet very calmly.

Seeing this, the mysterious man in the cloak smiled and said, "No wonder he is loved by the heir of the Grindelwald family. He is indeed a smart man!"

Cassandra rolled her eyes in annoyance and said, "Professor Quirrell, there are only two of us here. What's the point of you wearing a cloak?"

The man was stunned and silent for a moment, then he gently lifted his cloak, revealing Quirrell's smiling face.

Cassandra looked at the hypocritical smile on Quirrell's face and felt a pang of regret.

Just this afternoon, during the Defense Against the Dark Arts class, after the class was over, Quirrell suddenly stayed behind.

At that time, Quirrell told himself that in view of his recent good performance, Quirrell planned to reward himself with a new spell.

When Cassandra was happily waiting for Quirrell to demonstrate a new spell for her, she heard a word "Shut up" and Cassandra instantly felt as if her mouth was sealed.

Cassandra realized that something was wrong, so she took out her wand and was about to run out. However, after she took out her wand, she realized that she couldn't speak and couldn't cast any useful spells.

So, Cassandra, who lost the initiative and could not use magic, was easily captured by Quirrell and brought here.

Cassandra had been wondering along the way why Quirrell did this, but after hearing what Quirrell had just said, she suddenly realized that Quirrell's real target should be Wentworth.

Sure enough, Quirrell then said, "Cassandra, I have left a note for Wentworth, telling him that you are in my hands. If he wants to save you, he must use Harry in exchange! Do you think Wentworth will come?"

Hearing Quirrell's words, Cassandra frowned slightly and said:

"Professor Quirrell, if you hadn't revealed Wentworth's identity, I would have thought that your target was Harry Potter. But since you know Wentworth's identity and you use me to threaten him, Harry is just a cover. Your real target is Wentworth and the witch party behind him, right?"

Hearing Cassandra's words, Quirrell was stunned. Quirrell did not expect that Cassandra would suddenly reveal his true thoughts.

At this moment, in the forbidden forest where only two people were, the voice of a third person suddenly sounded.

Suddenly, another person's laughter was heard in the Forbidden Forest, and Cassandra was startled by the sudden laughter.

Cassandra looked around carefully, but still couldn't find where the man was hiding. So, Cassandra couldn't help but ask: "Who are you?!"

The man paused in laughter, and then said arrogantly: "I can hardly remember my name. Some of them call me the Dark Lord, and some call me the You-Know-Who. But I prefer them to call me Voldemort!"

(End of this chapter)