There's something wrong with this Hogwarts

Chapter 82 Don't Believe Rumors, Don't Spread Rumors

Diagon Alley.

The wizards looked secretive and spoke softly to people they knew well.

"Have you heard of that?"

"What is it?"

"It's that one, that one."

"Oh, the mysterious man is resurrected, right? How is that possible? He died a long time ago, at the hands of Harry Potter, the savior!"

"From ancient times to the present, who has heard of the resurrection of the dead?"

"What if he doesn't die?"

"Harry Potter is only one year old. Even if he rebounds from Avada Kedavra, a legendary dark wizard like Mysterious Man may not necessarily die."

"Yeah, yeah, didn't Principal Mark say that? Avada Kedavra is not guaranteed to die. There is an upper limit of power. Only after killing four creatures in a short period of time can the fifth Avada truly kill people. .”

"Principal Mark shouts every day to be vigilant against a small group of dark wizards with ulterior motives, beware of Voldemort's restoration, do you think it's for nothing?"

"He stands tall and sees far away, and knows more news than us, so there is a reason for him."

"Nonsense. The Ministry of Magic often refute rumors that the mysterious person died long ago. Isn't the Ministry of Magic's status high?"

"Stop arguing, the Daily Prophet has refuted the rumors!"

"The resurrection of the mysterious man is completely fictional!"

Originally, many people came here as rumors, but since the Daily Prophet refuted the rumors... many wizards' eye muscles trembled, we stole Gringotts yesterday, and you said that Gringotts was impenetrable and depositors' property was safe.

It was related to the fact that Mark deposited the Philosopher's Stone yesterday, and someone organized the black wizard to steal it that night, and the efficiency was appalling.

This is a big game of chess!
Conspiracy, stability, harmony, all kinds of words floated from the minds of the wizards.

"Sorry, I suddenly remembered something happened at home, excuse me."

"Coincidentally, I have to go home and cook."

"I'll see what's up with him, you guys talk, leave me alone."

Who doesn't have a few relatives and friends?
With the promotion of various shop owners and some wizard friends, the rumors intensified.

Mark was relieved to see that many people went to Hogsmeade to discuss business with Aberforth.

Mark made the rules that houses are only sold but not rented, and shops are only rented but not sold.

With the guardianship of Hogwarts, the price of residential land in Hogsmeade will rise, and the rent of shops will also become more and more expensive. Everyone has a bright future.

Since then, Hogwarts has its own industry, and is no longer completely dependent on the Ministry of Magic and a few pure-blood directors for blood transfusions.

A lot of cash has arrived in the account, and the rent of the shops has been flowing in a steady stream. Mark thinks that it is almost time to do a big job!

Mark returned to the principal's office to shake people and summoned all the professors to come and obey.

"Friends, you may have heard some rumors, and I want to tell you that it is not true." Mark said in a deep voice, "But from now on, I will set up the Hogwarts Guards to protect Hogsmeade safe!"

Quirrell: "..."

What rumors.

Hogwarts Guards, why do you want to protect the safety of Hogsmeade?

Quirrell looked around and saw some people were thinking, some were worried, some had mysterious smiles on their lips, some had watery faces, and some took out handkerchiefs to wipe the corners of their eyes.

no, what happened?
I'm not fine in the morning, why are you all making such expressions, I was excluded from the circle?

Standing next to Quirrell was Sybill Trelawney, her expression grave.

Quirrell asked softly: "Professor Trelawney, what happened?"

"I don't know," Trelawney said.

Quirrell lived in Bengbu.

You don't know who you are pretending to show this expression to?
"The principal's voice is distressed, of course we have to cooperate, don't you still laugh?" Trelawney's words were very reasonable, and Quirrell quickly took them to heart.

In the future, the Dark Lord will be resurrected, and he will need it when he becomes one person under one man and above ten thousand people.

"I always thought that Voldemort could be resurrected at any time. He was very dangerous. At that time, the entire wizarding world was under a strong threat." Mark said: "We can't reach other places, but Hogsmeade is close at hand. Since Hogwarts If you have the ability, then you have the obligation to protect the safety of Hogsmeade!"

"Let's start an exercise, codenamed The Return of the Dark Lord."

"You guys arrange a class, take turns every day, arrange two powerful professors to lead a few young wizards to patrol Hogsmeade, and prove our attitude to the wizarding world!"

"Principal..." Professor McGonagall's voice choked up: "You have worked hard!"

"What's the trouble?" Mark took out a Sorcerer's Stone from his pocket and still put it on the table: "There are rumors that my Sorcerer's Stone in Gringotts has been stolen. Don't you think it's here?"

"Don't believe the gossip, it's all rumors!"

"If we don't spread rumors, don't believe rumors, read more books, and read more newspapers."

"You are drawing up a list and reporting the names of talented young wizards. I am going to open a new class and teach them ancient legendary spells."

In the past two days, many young wizards did not participate in the seventh level of God. Mark felt that they should be given a chance.

"Okay, that's it, the meeting is over!" Mark kicked the Philosopher's Stone into his pocket, yawned, and walked out of the principal's office with a wag.

I worked overtime last night, and I was busy for a long time during the day, so I was so sleepy.

Want sleep!
"Professor McGonagall, do you know something?" Quirrell asked quickly, the expressions of the others were fake, and McGonagall was just like the real one.

"It's nothing." Mag smiled strongly: "Remember what the principal said, don't believe in rumors, don't spread rumors."

So what rumors are you believing and what rumors are you spreading!

Quirrell was restless, the headmaster walked unsteadily, and the dean of Gryffindor forced a smile, and there must be something strange in it.

Walking out of the principal's office, Quirrell immediately flipped through the Daily Prophet, and found familiar professors to make insinuations.

After careful analysis, calm thinking, and combining his own experience, Quirrell gasped.

It's true that Gringotts was stolen!
It's true that the Philosopher's Stone was stolen!That's why Mark regards the Philosopher's Stone as a real stone and throws it around at will!

Because, that is fake!
He couldn't even stand on his feet when he left!
Under the calm face, he couldn't hide the hesitation in his heart.

So, is it true that the Dark Lord is about to be resurrected?
Quirrell blinked.

I do not believe!
The Philosopher's Stone could be stolen, and the Dark Lord could never be resurrected.

He's been sleeping with my head on the back!

But the Philosopher's Stone was stolen, and the matter was of great importance, and Quirrell felt that he had to report it to the master.

When Voldemort woke up from a deep sleep, he first felt the recovery of his soul power... Hey, why hasn't there been any change?

"Quirrell, how long have I been asleep?" Voldemort's majestic and deep voice sounded.

"One day," Quirrell said.

Voldemort: "..."

Didn't I say that the soul power is consumed a lot and you need to sleep, don't look for me if you have nothing to do?
"But something is going on now."

When Quirrell told the story that Mark hadn't had time to hide the Philosopher's Stone in the Mirror of Erised, Voldemort's veins burst out.

Quirrell hid the Sorcerer's Stone in Gringotts again, but Voldemort's face was distorted as soon as the story was told that it was stolen by an unknown dark wizard yesterday.

"There is also a rumor that the Dark Lord is about to be resurrected... but this rumor should be false." Quirrell said.

Voldemort twisted even more.

"No, it might be true."

Quirrell swallowed.

Stop it.

If the Dark Lord's resurrection is true...

you didn't come back to life...

simple reasoning...

Are you a fake?

(End of this chapter)