Conquest knights from Hogwarts

Chapter 93 Human life is a matter of heaven and earth!
"Harry! Why did you come back so late? Wood said that you were blowing the wind alone on the court. Isn't it a draw? I don't blame you this time. Hufflepuff played very well today. Your performance is no worse than Seid's. "

"Would you like to play a round? The hero card of Sirius still needs to be tested, do you want to try it?"

Seeing Harry enter the Room of Requirement, Fred waved to him and it was just him and George in the room now.

"No Fred, I have something to talk to Ron and Hermione."

"Hufflepuff played really well, but next time, I won't lose to Seid!"

"Come on, you can consider finding a girlfriend, the power of love will make people stronger."

"...Then I have to find it too." Harry scratched his head with a wry smile. Fred's statement was correct, but the problem was that he couldn't do it now.
"Ron and Hermione are in the library. They seem to be studying ancient runes. You can go to the restricted area to see. They should be there."

"Thank you! Then I'll go first."

Harry turned and muttered at the door, asking the Room of Requirement to open the nearest exit door to the library for him, and after a while he pushed the door open and left.

The library has always been the quietest place in Hogwarts except for Professor Snape's classroom. Mrs. Pince would use chicken feather blankets to drive those loud little wizards out of here, and then reprimand them nicely outside the door , there are few noises here except for the slight sound of pages turning and the rustle of quill writing.

On the table closest to the restricted area, Harry saw the figures of Ron and Hermione. There was a thick stack of reference books on the desk in front of them. With a mysterious aura of a large head, Harry is not good at learning languages ​​and characters.

"Ron, Hermione."

Harry lowered his voice and spoke. He sat beside the two of them and spoke eagerly.

"I have something to tell you about Quirrell."

But without saying anything more, Ron closed the book, and then quickly put the books on the table back on the shelf.

There are many vacant classrooms next to the library, and the rooms that have not been cleaned have a layer of fine dust. Even if Hogwarts has more than 200 house elves, it is still difficult for them to clean every room. Hogg Watts is really too big, and the elves probably have to clean it every few months or even a year for a vacant room like this.

"What happened to Quirrell, Harry?" Ron asked Harry after locking the door.

"Did he curse you again?" A trace of nervousness flashed across Hermione's face, she clutched the corner of her clothes, her mind was spinning rapidly thinking of possible countermeasures.

"No, it's not."

Harry shook his head: "Didn't I stay on the court alone after the game, Seid's last move was so cool, I wanted to try it too, but it was so difficult, I couldn't succeed."

"When I was about to go back to the castle, I saw Professor Snape rushing towards the Forbidden Forest, but he was blacklisted by Hagrid! I was afraid that half of his body would be shattered by Hagrid's slap Lying in the hospital, so I sneaked up and followed."

"And then I saw Quirrell."

"Professor Snape also noticed that Quirrell had a problem. I heard their conversation. The professor suspected that Quirrell was trying to break into the secret room guarded by Lu Wei, but Quirrell should not have found a way to pass Lu Wei."

"But the most important thing is! I know what Lu Wei is guarding! What Hagrid took from the vault was a small bag, and what I heard from Professor Snape was the Philosopher's Stone."

"It's all right. Only something so precious as the Sorcerer's Stone will make people attack Gringotts! It's a bank built by goblins, and it has very strict defense methods. There is even a fire dragon under their vault. as a guard."

"The price to break into there is definitely not small. The magic of goblins is somewhat different from that of wizards. It is definitely not a simple matter to break through their protection of the vault."

"However, compared to the magic of the goblin and the threat of the guardian dragon, I think the three-headed dog will be more threatening in such a small space. After all, the room is so big that he cannot escape. Principal Dumbledore will definitely be there There is magic in Lu Wei's room, and if it is not activated correctly and a battle occurs, the principal will know immediately and arrive."

Harry frowned, he was deeply worried about the current situation of the Philosopher's Stone, and Professor Dumbledore's behavior was really disturbing.

"This is normal. Dumbledore put an open secret room there, isn't it just for people to solve the puzzle with the right thinking, and then break through the level little by little. This is a test of courage and wisdom. You can't expect little wizards to be violent. Cracking the barriers set by the professors is beyond the reach of even a seventh grader."

After hearing Ron's explanation, Harry and Hermione nodded in understanding, but another question was on the table.

"Why did Dumbledore do this? If the students get involved, this matter will make a big fuss! This should not be exposed to students at all, whether it is the Sorcerer's Stone or the checkpoint. After all, people who covet the Sorcerer's Stone are definitely not the only ones." A wizard who is easy to deal with."

"It's too dangerous!" Hermione sullenly, she very disagreed with Dumbledore's approach.

"This is Dumbledore's territory in Hogwarts. Since Professor Snape can find out that something is wrong with Quirrell, can Professor Dumbledore not know?"

"It should have been supervised a long time ago. The professor likes games of the brave. Didn't he also say that the professor was also a good student who liked night tours and adventures when he was studying?"

Ron and Harry smiled at each other. This kind of thing is indeed something that Professor Dumbledore can do.

"How did I not hear it being said?"

Hermione stared at the two suspiciously, and then learned about the Mirror of Erised and what happened at that time from the explanations they both talked about.

"I don't know what I'm going to see"

After listening to the two of them, Hermione actually had some small expectations in her heart, and she was also very curious about what she would see in the mirror that understood people's desires and desires.

Is it a test paper with full marks in all subjects?Or the praise of the professors?
But if you think about it carefully, shouldn't full marks in all subjects be taken for granted?The professor's praise seems to be heard every day
Thinking of this, Hermione immediately became a little bored, as if she really didn't want anything in particular, and the mirror couldn't teach them knowledge. Just in this regard, Hermione's thoughts on the Mirror of Erised became much weaker.

However, in the next few weeks, the three of them paid more attention to Quirrell. In order to prevent Quirrell from looking for the Sorcerer's Stone, the little wizards of Gryffindor went crazy under their unintentional instigation. Make trouble.

Since Quirrell is looking for the Sorcerer's Stone, it is only natural to add some difficulty to him!

Quirrell's Defense Against the Dark Arts class, which was originally a mess, can almost be described as a group of demons dancing wildly for a period of time. In each class, Quirrell has to be questioned no less than [-] times. Why are those who ate a hundred thousand? The little wizards tried their best to torture their instincts, and they took off Quirrell's underpants with their innocent and sincere eyes of exploring the mysteries of knowledge.

This overwhelming, inquisitive, and bewildering question made Quirrell's stuttering more and more serious during this period. Even after finishing the whole class, the total number of sentences that Quirrell uttered coherently did not add up to ten sentences. Every class was carried over by heckling and laughing while he was trembling and slurring his speech.

Even after discovering that torturing Quirrell can eliminate the sudden death of the game and the pain of hero death, students from the three colleges except Gryffindor also joined the carnival.

'What the hell is Professor Quirrell hiding under his hood? '

When this anonymous reward was hung in the common rooms of the four colleges, the little wizards who were already playing high became even more excited.

Of course, it is not a wise choice to forcibly remove the hood. It is not something a Hogwarts student should do to blatantly attack a professor.

But what if Professor Quirrell picked it off himself?

Or is it that Professor Quirrell was forced to take it off?

Ever since, Professor Sprout, who teaches herbalism, was furious!

"What rascals stole my dragon dung fertilizer!"

Preoccupied with the cuties in his conservatory, the sweet-tempered and friendly Head of Hufflepuff throws a tantrum at the dinner party!
The little badgers are definitely not without tempers. Once an honest person gets angry, it will be a disaster comparable to a natural disaster.

The murderous Professor Sprout is an honest man whose bottom line has been touched. He can ask anything and touch anything, but apart from his own cutie, even the dragon dung that nourishes them is a forbidden area.

"A whole thousand pounds of the best quality Chinese fireball dragon dung!"

"I managed to snatch it from those curry-smelling dung eaters! Without them, the fire demon vines I just planted would overturn the greenhouse!"

"How could you do that!"

"Now! Immediately! Immediately!"

"I want to see all my dragon dung piled up next to the fermentation tank before tonight!"

"Otherwise, whoever is caught by me, then help me clean up the residue in the fermentation tank. I'm worried that no one will help me."

"Not good!"

Just when Professor Sprout was furious, Filch rushed into the restaurant yelling, and he carried a smell that Professor Sprout was very familiar with.

"Filch?!!!"

The murderous Professor Sprout stood in front of the flustered old administrator with his waist in his arms.

"What's your smell?"

She squinted, with a cold light in her eyes.

"It smells like dragon dung"

Filch opened his mouth in confusion, but then he shouted again: "Now is not the time to talk about that!"

"Peves! Peeves buried Professor Quirrell in dragon dung! I tried to pull him out, but it stinks so badly that I'm about to vomit."

"Hurry up! Otherwise, Professor Quirrell will be suffocated by dragon dung! It's at the door of his office, on the second floor!"

"We gotta dig him out of the shit! Quick! Lives are at stake!"

(End of this chapter)