Everyday Players at Hogwarts

Just when Ryan began to attack Sirius's unreliability in his mind, in the last room under the forbidden area on the fourth floor of Hogwarts, Harry looked at the time and realized that it was getting dark, and he suddenly remembered something.

"Wait, Professor Dumbledore, I have something else to say. I had a dream before, and someone wanted to steal the Sorcerer's Stone. He might be an associate of Voldemort!" Harry took out the Sorcerer's Stone and pointed at it. Said to Dumbledore.

At this time, Harry's actions seemed to activate some password.

The Philosopher's Stone shook violently, and a dazzling red light shone. Dumbledore hurriedly pulled Harry behind him, and transformed into a vaguely visible shield.

"What is this?" Harry asked with lingering fear.

The magic stone fell to the ground, its shaking frequency kept changing from fast to slow, and then an image appeared in the air.

"That's him, the wizard in my dream." Harry pointed at the young man who appeared in the moonlight.

Dumbledore said nothing. He stared at the image in the air seriously.

These were beyond his expectations. Before this, Dumbledore had always thought that everything was under his control - except for Grindelwald's cooperation.

When this mysterious young man made Lu Wei fall asleep with just one word, his face was as heavy as water and his eyes showed a look of astonishment.

When the mysterious young man commented and complained about each professor's defense, he showed a little smile - this mysterious man's words and deeds were obviously not in the same pot as Tom.

And, the moon?

Are they wizards from America?

Muggles landed on the moon more than twenty years ago, a place where wizards have never stopped.

This feat allowed Dumbledore to still remember the name of that Muggle, Neil Alden Armstrong, and his famous sayings after many years. This is a small step for me personally, but it is a step for all mankind. A big step.

Great, there are even wizards living on the moon now, looking like they have never been to the ground (Devil's Net is not uncommon in the wizarding world, and the reason why wizards were killed by it was entirely because it was placed in a flower pot Very similar to crab claw orchid).

On the other hand, Harry felt the same way as the mysterious young man's comments.

Harry even felt that the mysterious young man's comment on Professor McGonagall's defense line - the faceless white chess piece was not perfect enough.

In addition to its color and lack of face, Professor McGonagall probably also deliberately made it very high so that people can only see it from the bottom up. This is the same principle as the size of the statues of gods in churches in the Muggle world.

From bottom to top, people will unconsciously feel solemn and oppressive.

"That's it, Professor Dumbledore. These defenses are at the level of a first-year student. Even Professor Snape's puzzle can be solved by calming down."

"Why did Voldemort rush in, and Professor Quirrell, doesn't he feel suspicious?" Harry looked at the image, first nodded in agreement, and then asked Dumbledore doubtfully.

"Tom doesn't care if there is a trap, he knows there is one, but he is sure that the Philosopher's Stone is here. As for Professor Quirrell, he is not the one who makes the decision, at least not anymore." Dumbledore said sadly, He also watched Quirrell grow up and then personally interviewed to become Muggle Studies professor.

"But fortunately, this young man who calls himself a magician is at least not Tom's accomplice." At the end, Dumbledore breathed a sigh of relief.

"But the Philosopher's Stone is missing?" Harry asked puzzledly, "Your friend - Nico Flamel -"

"Oh, you actually know Nico?"

"I'm so confused. Hagrid told me that you three already knew." Dumbledore said happily.

"It's like this. Before the Sorcerer's Stone was handed over to me for safekeeping, Nico talked with me and decided to destroy it in the end." Dumbledore explained.

"But then he and his wife will die, right?"

"Could it be that they have other Philosopher's Stones?" Harry thought.

"No, they just saved some elixirs, enough for them to take care of things."

"Then, they will die." Seeing the shocked expression on Harry's face, Dumbledore couldn't help but smile, "I have talked about this issue with you before, do you remember, it was also by the Mirror of Erised? ”

"Yes, I remember."

"That person - the wizard who took the Philosopher's Stone, maybe from the moon, do you know who he is?" Harry finally asked.

"I don't know. I have to say, this is actually better. I am more optimistic about the future." Dumbledore hummed happily and looked at the ceiling with a smile.

Then there was an embarrassingly long silence.

When Harry's feet were almost numb and he didn't know what to do, Dumbledore finally stopped looking at the ceiling, as if there was something above it.

What Harry didn't know was that Dumbledore had many questions for Harry.

He wanted to say: the connection between Harry and Voldemort; why Harry had to stay at his aunt's house; why Harry's family was visited by Voldemort.

There were so many things he wanted to say to Harry.

He was so worried about Harry that he couldn't find a reason to tell him this.

He cares more about Harry's happiness and happiness than letting Harry know the truth; he cares more about Harry's peace of mind than his plan; he cares more about the sacrifices that will be made if the plan fails. Harry's life.

In other words, Voldemort did what he thought they, fools with love in their hearts, would do.

Dumbledore didn't think anyone else cared about Harry as much as he did. Harry had suffered too much in his childhood, and he didn't want Harry to suffer more.

As long as Harry was alive, healthy and happy beside him, why should he take the sacrifices of those unknown people and creatures in the uncertain future to heart?

Dumbledore never thought that he would hold a person in his hands and care for him like this.

Until now, when he was ready to reveal everything to Harry, he realized how much he valued Harry.

Harry Potter was already very strong, he could even face Voldemort alone - and he almost won the battle, Dumbledore kept saying this to himself in his heart.

But he still couldn't say it out loud, only he understood that Harry's future was only death - he was a Horcrux, even if he prepared a plan to ensure Harry's life, but what if it failed?

This child, in his eyes, was more important than anything else.

"Let me see what this is." Dumbledore pointed his wand at the "Sorcerer's Stone", pretending not to see that it was just a device for recording images, and it could be turned on and off as long as magic power was input.

"Harry, why don't you go see Ron? He's fine, resting in the hospital wing for now." Harry couldn't help but widen his eyes when he heard Dumbledore's words.

After waiting for so long, Harry knew that Dumbledore must have something else to say, but that was it?

This made Harry temporarily forget who Ron was, and with a sullen face, he walked towards the door that no longer had the black flames, leaving Dumbledore alone in a daze.