043 | ᴍᴀɴ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴛᴡᴏ ꜰᴀᴄᴇꜱ

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𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐭𝐲- 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐞

𝘮𝘢𝘯 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘵𝘸𝘰 𝘧𝘢𝘤𝘦𝘴

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....

It was Quirrell. 

"Plot twist!" Evan Rosier exclaimed.

"Who would have thought?" Snape drawled. The trio sent an apologetic glance at him.

"Who wouldn't?" Regulus exclaimed, "It was pretty obvious."

"No, it wasn't," Dorcas replied.

"Of course it was. It is always the silent ones," Peter said.

"Or in this case, the stuttering ones," Remus amended.

It was Quirrell, with his garlic-reeking turban, standing there, facing the Mirror of Erised. 

Ron, looked unfazed, as if he expected it, but he did raise an eyebrow at the Professor's freedom.

"You expected him to be tied up," Molly stated, raising an eyebrow, "by whom?"

"You know who," Ron replied.

"Voldemort?" Sirius asked, amused. 

Many gasped, at the 'dark lords' name, Tom smiled darkly.

"You," Harry gasped in shock.  "No, i-it can't be. Snape, h-he was the one— "

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