Magic Journey from Hogwarts

"Sorry, Professor Snape." Professor McGonagall said awkwardly, "I'll ask them to write a thousand-word check for you later.

It is obviously irrational to doubt school professors without any evidence. "

Snape snorted coldly, somewhat dissatisfied with this explanation.

But Professor McGonagall has already said so, and as the professor and dean of Hogwarts, she still has to give her face.

"Didn't Aaron also suspect Professor Quirrell?" Ron said a little unconvinced, "Does he have evidence?

And why did you rush over here just because he sent a letter from his pet?

It's not fair that Harry and I went looking for you in person, and you turned a blind eye. "

"Unfair?" Professor McGonagall froze for a moment and explained, "It seems that you have misunderstood something.

Aaron also had no evidence to prove that Professor Quirrell was plotting against the Sorcerer's Stone, but he made a deal with Dumbledore that he could call two professors once and be on call. "

Ron was dumbfounded immediately, and Hermione was also stunned for a long time before showing a look of sudden realization.

They understood why Aaron didn't want to enter the trapdoor, and why he was so confident that he could stop the mysterious man.

The dean of the college can be said to be the strongest force in Hogwarts other than the principal. He can mobilize two deans at once, so there is nothing to be afraid of.

The only problem is to determine the time of the mysterious man's action. Only by grasping this opportunity can it be done once and for all. No wonder he will be waiting at the door of the corridor tonight.

"So that's the case!" Hermione smiled embarrassingly, with a particularly complicated mood.

Ron also reacted, "But why didn't Aaron tell us earlier?

In this way, we don't have to enter the trapdoor, and we don't have to go through so many complicated levels. "

"Will it work?" Hermione rolled her eyes, "He said he was sure to stop You-Know-Who from getting the Sorcerer's Stone, and we came here by ourselves.

He also advised us to go back more than once, because we didn't want to leave.

After breaking through the devil's net, he suggested that we wait where we were, because we were worried that the mysterious person would take advantage of this time to get the Philosopher's Stone and insist on breaking through the next level. "

The corner of Ron's mouth twitched, as if it was true.

It was they who insisted on entering the pit, and Aaron stopped him, but instead of stopping him, he was dragged in by them instead.

"Does that mean we came here for nothing?"

"It's not in vain, you will let Gryffindor's few scores drop by another notch." Professor Snape said coldly.

"what?"

Hermione and Ron's heart suddenly became cold, and they couldn't accept it.

They have already deducted 150 points from Gryffindor, which is already a historical record. If there is another round, it will really be embarrassing.

"Don't listen to his nonsense, at least your original intentions are good." Professor McGonagall comforted, "If someone really wants to steal the Philosopher's Stone, then your actions tonight are not only not at fault, but have credit."

"That's okay." Ron breathed a sigh of relief.

"But why Professor Quirrell?" Hermione asked, "He doesn't look like a bold person either!"

"We don't know if it's true or not, but it's always right to come and have a look." Professor McGonagall said.

"Don't talk about that yet." Professor Snape looked at the two with a sullen face, "Where's my student?

Where is he with Harry Potter? "

"If there is no accident, it should be the last level." Hermione said embarrassingly, "The next level is the troll, but it seems to be subdued in advance.

As for the penultimate level designed by Professor Snape, it took Aaron 20 seconds to pass it. "

"20 seconds? Are you kidding me?"

"I'm really not kidding."

Both Professor Snape and Professor McGonagall were stunned for a moment. They both thought that this level would slow down the pace of the two students, but now it seems that the plan still cannot keep up with the changes.

It is a good thing to have an excellent student, but this student is too good, and it is embarrassing to be so good that it exceeds the teacher's expectations.

Snape took a deep breath and ran to the next door at a faster pace.

Professor McGonagall was also worried, "Granger, take Ron and get out of here quickly.

If true, it could be dangerous here.

There is a magic broom in the previous level that allows you to fly out of the trapdoor. As for the three-headed dog, it is now asleep, so don't worry. "

"But..."

"No, but, staying here is just a burden, and we are not allowed to be distracted from now on."

Hermione nodded and was about to help Ron leave.

At this moment, Harry screamed and rushed out of the troll's room, almost bumping into Snape who had just walked to the door.

"You can't escape, Harry Potter." Professor Quirrell sneered, "Hand over the Philosopher's Stone."

But when he rushed out of the room, his whole body was not well, and a few black lines appeared on his pale face.

Both Professor Snape and Professor McGonagall were here, and he hit the muzzle of the gun in a serious manner.

"Professor, save me." Harry was overjoyed, as if catching a ray of light in the darkness, he quickly ran behind Professor McGonagall.

"Are you all right, Mr. Potter?"

"It's fine for the time being, and fortunately you came in time."

"Where's Aaron?" Snape asked.

"He..." Harry hesitated to speak, looked at Hermione and the others who focused their attention on him, and lowered his head in shame, "I, I don't know."

"How could you not know?" Hermione couldn't help asking, "Didn't you go to the next level together?"

"Yes, we got the Philosopher's Stone in the Mirror of Erised.

Dumbledore put the Philosopher's Stone in Aaron's pocket, he handed it to me, and then, in order to buy me time to escape, he chose to face Professor Quirrell alone.

By the way, Professor Quirrell is now possessed by Voldemort, which is particularly terrifying. "

Hearing this, everyone's hearts sank to the bottom of the valley.

Quirrell is here, which means that Aaron is in danger.

"It's not true." Hermione staggered back a few steps, seeing the darkness in front of her eyes, unable to accept this cruel fact.

"Hermione." Ron pursed his lips, "Cheer up."

"How do I cheer up?

If something happened to him, we should account for at least half of the reasons. "

Snape wasn't in a good mood, but compared to these little wizards, he was used to seeing strong winds and waves, so he calmed down quickly, "What did you do to my student?"

"This question shouldn't be asked of me, Snape." Professor Quirrell said flatly, "It was Voldemort who did it himself."

"I didn't kill him."

A hoarse voice suddenly sounded, and at the same time, a ferocious face changed from the back of Quirrell's head to the front, "That little guy exceeded my expectations both in terms of talent and temperament.

I can't bear to bear such a good seedling.

And I am too familiar with Dumbledore, I know his thoughts clearly, so I won't be fooled.

It's just that I didn't expect to be slapped by a young wizard. Gaius said that he notified Hagrid before coming, but he didn't expect it to be the two of you.

But it's his ability to deceive me with this little trick. "

"What have you done with him?" Snape asked again.

"It's nothing, just put a little spell on him to make him sleepless for a month." Voldemort sneered, "Severus, I'll give you a chance.

Turn from darkness to light!Help me get the Philosopher's Stone, I..."

"Professor Snape won't help you." Aaron came out suddenly and said, "I thought you guys could fight? That's the end, I'm a little disappointed!"

"How are you?"

"Why am I okay?" Aaron spread his hands, "I made enough preparations before I came, including the letters to inform the two professors, the music box that puts the three-headed dog to sleep, the blessing elixir that can improve luck, and life-saving medicines. Magic props that can resist the full blow of the great magister, etc.

In the end, most of them were used, and your spell didn't work for me at all.

The current situation is already obvious, two against one, you are dead. "

"Really?" Voldemort sneered, then gave Snape a meaningful look, "That's not necessarily the case."

"No, you're really dead." Aaron glanced at the silent Professor Snape thoughtfully, "Even if you have any backhands, it won't be useful.

Haven't you ever wondered why Hagrid isn't here? "

"That giant?" Voldemort froze for a moment, an ominous premonition welling up in his heart.

No one else could come, but with Hagrid's concern for these three Gryffindors, he should and must be here.

"Could it be that..."

"That's right.

After knowing that Dumbledore left the school, I guessed that you were going to act.

Hagrid was pretty good in every way except his inability to keep secrets, so I persuaded him to help deliver a message to Dumbledore.

With Dumbledore's strength, as long as the speed is faster, half a day is enough for him to return to Hogwarts.

I think Voldemort's current state should not be the opponent of the White Devil in his heyday! "