Reincarnated in Britain, I go to Hogwarts

With the items in hand, Quirrell did not intend to break his promise. He waved the wand in his hand to recover the fierce fire scattered in the room, but he only recovered two-thirds of it before he stopped.

"Then, the rest will be left to you."

Quirrell was not stupid at this time. He could not leave a completely 'blank' battlefield to the opponent. After all, he also needed Li Huo to be a cover for him.

After doing all this, Quirrell took out a pocket watch from his pocket, bared his big white teeth, smiled at Ans and the others, and suddenly spun and twisted away - the door key.

Without enough time to deal with the remaining Li Huo, Ans got into the shadows and appeared where Quirrell was just now in the next moment. This situation of space separation made Harry widen his eyes.

It was impossible to see what Ans had done. He only left a silver magic beacon and nodded towards Cassandra.

"Let's deal with these Lihuo first." Because of the existence of Lihuo, the entrance was sealed, so even if Hermione and the others brought the professor, they could not enter. "We will deal with Professor Quirrell later."

Cassandra nodded and pulled out the wand in unison, not caring about Harry's presence. Cassandra took Harry to the corner of the room, Ans was opposite them, and they both raised their hands at the same time, holding the wand upside down and inserting it. ground.

"All curses are over! (Double version)"

Ans's scarlet magic flowed very quickly along the ground, like a [-]-meter line, squeezing Li Huo inside. The same happened on Cassandra's side, until the ends of the two [-]-meter lines met each other, and finally became a barrier.

Cassandra's dazzling silver magic and Ans's scarlet magic complement each other, surrounding the fierce fire left by Professor Quirrell, and finally destroying it.

boom--

When Li Huo disappeared, the professor outside immediately entered the room.

Professor Snape was the first to walk in quickly. His face was gloomy. When he saw Harry standing there unharmed, his expression became a little relaxed.

"Oh, look, our savior went to the meeting alone, doing a great job like a Scotland Yard detective, but he just didn't know where our suspect, Quirinus Quirrell, was."

"He ran away from the professor."

He had no idea why he was targeting him as soon as he arrived, but Harry was used to it. This professor had been the most 'stern' to him since he entered school. Sometimes Harry really wanted to ask him what qualifications he had to care about him so much. .

Because there are no 'misunderstanding' plots like those in the original timeline, from Harry's perspective, Professor Snape is just a role like a super strict father.

On the other side, he was like a loving father and a filial son. On this side, he was like a doting mother. Professor Sprout patted and slapped Ans. Not everyone was as awkward as Snape. They all knew what had just happened. .

Especially the destructive flame that I felt when I was about to open the door before. I didn't need to guess, I could think of it immediately.

So while reprimanding and worrying about Quirrell's whereabouts, they still felt that it would be great if Ans, Cassandra and others could all beard and tail. You must know that the damage caused by the Fire Curse is not an ordinary injury, and the sequelae It may affect the rest of your life.

"Looks very worried."

Ans meant something. Cassandra glanced at her dean and pursed her lips and smiled. The other three professors were much more unrestrained and laughed out loud.

"What about Wick? You don't seem to be hurt at all?"

"Yes, Professor Snape, I am prepared." Not caring about being attacked, Ans spread his hands and raised his chin toward the door. "I think we can talk about this later."

The professors then turned to look at their little guides, Hermione and Ron.

"Humph, isn't this just right?" Snape sneered and roughly pushed Harry toward the door. "This is another great addition to the savior's great deeds."

"Hermione, Ron, take Harry to Madam Pomfrey."

Compared with Snape's words, Professor McGonagall's words were more humane. When Harry was thrown away, the three of them were also transferred.

Harry opened his mouth slightly, trying to say something, but finally closed his mouth and walked tiredly towards the door.

"Even if I open my mouth, what will happen?"Savior?Maybe everyone present except Ron didn't take this seriously. In fact, in comparison, Wick and Winston were more like saviors. 』

After being persecuted by his aunt's family for a long time, Harry mastered the skill of observing words and emotions early on. He found that everyone present did not treat him as a big star who was revered as a 'savior', which made him feel comfortable. At the same time, he was also a little unwilling.

But he understood that he could not compare with others.

The trio left, and Sprout threw a seed outside the door and gestured to Ans.

"Bad news, I threw the Philosopher's Stone to Quirrell, and he ran away using the Portkey." Instead of playing a game of asking you to hear the news, Ans explained the situation directly, "But there is also good news. I located his last location." Wherever it appears.”

When he said the next words, Ans came to the place where the signpost had been placed. Scarlet magic surrounded the wand, opening the space like tearing a curtain, and a slowly rotating tunnel appeared in place.

"Then what are you waiting for?" Professor Flitwick jumped over and said, "Get the magic stone back!"

"Professor McGonagall and Professor Sprout should stay in school." Seeing Professor Snape following Professor Flitwick, it seemed that he wanted to regain the position for Harry, Ans stopped the three ladies. "After all, the school can't live without a dean, and so can you. We don't know what's going on over there."

Compared to using responsibilities to keep the two professors, it was much easier for Ans to persuade Cassandra.

As the two female professors' aunts laughed, Cassandra pursed her lips and nodded.

After receiving the reply, Ans turned around and followed Professor Snape into the space passage of the Shadow Realm.

……

As a hook behind his belly button suddenly hooked forward with irresistible momentum, his feet left the ground, and he flew up. He closed his eyes and flew forward like a gust of wind. Quirrell didn't know where he was going. He didn't know where to go, but the smell of green grass that hit his nostrils made him open his eyes.

Take a deep breath of the grass, it is the breath of freedom.

Lift the magic stone still firmly in your hand and shine it against the sun in the sky, so that you can clearly see the sun through it.

The color is bright and vivid, as moving as blood.

"The Philosopher's Stone... finally got it."

"Yeah, I finally got it, Quirrell boy!"

!

Quirrell heard the voice in his head, his eyes widened, and he subconsciously wanted to use the confinement spell taught to him. Unexpectedly, as soon as he had this idea, his right hand slapped him without hesitation.

With a crisp sound, Quirrell was stunned.

"Hahahaha——! The Sorcerer's Stone? It's me Voldemort!!!"

The sound of wanton laughter emitted as Quirrell opened and closed his mouth.