Hogwarts Mysterious Man Resurrected

"Harry, what are you doing again?"

Hermione held the book in her hands and looked helplessly at Harry, who was holding a wand in front of her and gesturing in front of her.

"There you are, Hermione."

Regarding Hermione's question, Harry did not choose to answer, but said something irrelevant.

"Do you think I should go find Professor Dumbledore?"

"What are you going to do with Professor Dumbledore?"

"Asking him some things, I found that I never seem to know anything about Voldemort's past. Maybe Professor Dumbledore will know something."

Harry had a hesitant look on his face, but when he read that unusual word, it turned serious and serious.

Last time, he had a serious discussion with Professor Dumbledore.

But Harry couldn't let go of the obsession in his heart.

Moreover, every time he saw Lothar, the scar on his head would feel a slight pain.

This, he did not tell anyone.

He never believed Lothar from beginning to end.

However, he believed in Dumbledore, and he wanted to believe in the old grandfather who seemed harmonious to him.

But there was also a sense of urgency rising deep in his heart.

It is forcing itself to make a choice, otherwise something bad will seem to happen.

"I want to know about Voldemort and Lothar Kelid, the new student in Slytherin House."

"Hermione, do you know that in the past few days, I have always had a subtle feeling that Voldemort seems to be watching me. I don't know if this is true."

"But in my heart, in my mind, there was a picture that kept running through me."

Hermione looked worriedly at Harry, who was talking incessantly. She reached out her hand and gently touched the top of his head.

The icy coolness brought Harry Potter a bit of refreshment, quickly cooling down his overheated brain.

"Harry, let me accompany you to the principal's office to find Professor Dumbledore."

"Perhaps, he can bring you a better solution."

"By the way, Harry, why haven't I seen Ron recently? What is he doing?"

Hermione and Harry were walking side by side and asked casually.

But when she asked, Harry was stunned.

He actually doesn't know what Ron is doing. Ron has been mysterious recently.

He often sneaked out of the dormitory in the middle of the night, and Harry followed Ron once.

But every time, he would find that Ron had disappeared inexplicably.

It's like he wasn't there.

Harry kept this buried deep in his heart, knowing that even if he asked, Ron wouldn't tell him.

If that's the case, why bother asking for an exit?

When he wants to say something, he will say it naturally.

But something was wrong with Ron starting this semester.

Harry felt as if he had just gone on a vacation. When he came back, he no longer recognized Hogwarts, the magic school.

But, he couldn't understand.

What would Hogwarts be if it weren't a school of magic?

If Lothar were here and knew his thoughts, he would definitely say that Hogwarts is the last fire and the last fortress of wizards.

Hogwarts, a thousand-year-old magic school, seems to be losing its innocence.

Gradually it reveals its ferocity to the world.

It was normal for Harry to have such doubts in his mind.

But Harry now would not understand the meaning of this.

They are still young, and in their world, everything is black and white, and there is no gray buffer zone between the two.

Harry regained his composure and noticed a trace of anxiety on Hermione's face as she looked at him.

"What's wrong with you Harry"

"I'm fine, Hermione, and so is Ron."

When he said this, the expression on his face was very serious.

Because Harry was thinking in his heart that no matter what, he would not let anything happen to his friends.

After he finished looking for Professor Dumbledore, Harry was ready to follow Ron seriously.

Every night when he walked out of the dormitory, he followed him closely, not letting go of any clue.

Harry was ready to see what his friend wanted to do.

Deep down in his heart now, he hoped that he wouldn't see something he shouldn't see.

Everyone has secrets in their hearts, and Ron was naturally not surprised.

And what he has to do now is to find out Ron's private secrets without being discovered by Ron.

He has to do all this in secret.

Fortunately, he has a magical tool for going out at night.

invisibility cloak

As long as the Invisibility Cloak was still in his hand, Harry had no fear of being discovered.

Whether it's Filch walking around Hogwarts at night or Ron sneaking out of his dormitory every night.

"I won't let anything happen to him."

"Don't worry, Hermione, I will never let that happen again."

"I trust you, Harry."

Hermione laughed, her face looking relaxed and content.

"I have always believed in you, but I don't trust Ron. You also know Ron's character."

"Harry promised me that he would protect himself well."

"No matter what happens in the future"

The girl's eyes were serious and stern. She stared at Harry, but she sighed deep in her heart.

She's actually a very smart witch.

When Ron was mentioned before, Hermione saw the expression on Harry's face clearly pause.

And this may also mean that Ron has been doing some unusual things recently, and Harry has no idea what Ron is doing.

To be more precise, he was unaware of what Ron was doing.

This reminded Hermione of what happened with the diary last time.

At that time, Ron seemed like he does now.

It's mysterious, and I don't know what he is doing.

Hermione was actually afraid that Ron would do something stupid again.

Based on some clues, she had already guessed that the night at Hogwarts must have been very dangerous.

Now that Lothar Kelid has rid herself of Voldemort's mark.

So, where is the real Voldemort?

What was he doing before?

"I know, Hermione"

"Believe me, I will never let what happened last time happen again."

"Of course I believe you, Harry, but now, we have to go find Professor Dumbledore."

Hermione pulled Harry up and walked towards the door of the Gryffindor common room.

They had to find Professor Dumbledore quickly before there was a curfew.

And told him truthfully what happened to Harry, hoping that Professor Dumbledore could see what happened to Harry.

For some reason, a familiar figure flashed in Hermione's heart.

If it were him, then maybe