I was inventing at Hogwarts

Snape, who was belatedly arriving, used all the spells he knew and inspected the burnt Quirrell several times from head to toe before announcing with a hint of surprise and joy.

"Yes, he is dead."

Snape's final note rose upwards, and his voice became smoother again, not as murderous as when he first came.

"Oh, looks like we missed a lot of stories."

Dumbledore followed Professor McGonagall in, his eyebrows raised in surprise.

The last one to come in was Proud Cat.

Miraculous slowly walked out from behind the professors, her little chin raised high, and her big fluffy tail standing up like an antenna.

Rige quickly picked up Wonderful, who was asking for praise, and stroked Wonderful hard from beginning to end, making Wonderful meow.

Fox slid down from the air and hovered above Rigg and the others.

This is a magnificent golden-red bird with shining golden feathers, sharp beak and claws.

"Wow, this is... is this a phoenix? I've read about it in a book." Hermione's eyes followed the flying phoenix Fox unblinkingly.

After coming to the magical world, she saw dragons and unicorns, the three magical creatures that she was most looking forward to, except the phoenix.

The number of phoenixes was much rarer than dragons and unicorns, and she thought she might never see one again in her life.

Fox flew several times in the air, its eyes sparkling like water.

Before coming, Dumbledore had been prepared for the worst. He hoped that Fox's tears could save one or two young wizards who could still be saved.

When Fawkes found that these little wizards had no serious injuries that required treatment, he fell into Dumbledore's hands and began to comb his feathers.

Dumbledore's blue eyes behind his lenses widened slightly because of Fox's actions.

Four first-year wizards faced off against the seriously injured Tom alone, and finally escaped unscathed. Dumbledore carefully looked at the four young wizards in front of him who were destined to become legends in the future.

Voldemort's real name was Tom Marvolo Riddle. Dumbledore generally did not call him Voldemort or other wizards out of fear.

"There's really a lot I want to know, but it's too late now..."

Dumbledore raised his hand and swiped, and countless water vapor spurted out from the top of his wand, condensing into a water mirror above the classroom space.

In the water mirror is the silent and dark Forbidden Forest, the bright moon, the picture in the mirror keeps moving, and finally the most lively Gryffindor lounge in Hogwarts Castle.

Rigg and the others saw the Twins sneaking up on some little wizard again. There were chubby canaries everywhere in the lounge, and everyone sitting around pointed at the canaries and laughed.

Professors McGonagall and Snape took advantage of Dumbledore's spellcasting and circled around the four careless little wizards, working together to cast detection magic.

This is not their strong point, Madam Pomfrey is on her way.

Fortunately, the test results were very good.

These four little wizards only suffered some superficial injuries, as well as some minor problems such as excessive consumption of magic power or mental loss.

Professor McGonagall finally put her heart back in her stomach, and Snape closed his eyes forcefully.

If Harry, Lily's only bloodline, died, he really didn't know what he would do.

When they were concentrating on fighting Voldemort, they didn't feel much. Now that the professors are here, Rigg and the others feel that their bodies are sore and painful, and their eyelids are fighting with themselves.

The feeling of sleepiness came on immediately.

Rigg, Harry and Hermione had a lot to ask Professor Dumbledore, and they were about to speak.

Ron's stomach rumbled.

Soon, in the center of the venue, the stomachs of the foursome began to drum.

Hermione blushed and pressed hard on her stomach, hoping it would stop ringing.

Merlin's Philosopher's Stone made a fool of himself in front of Rigg, respected Professors Dumbledore and McGonagall.

Hermione was so desperate that she wanted to die from the curse Voldemort had just cast.

"Ah, Professor Dumbledore!" Hermione suddenly remembered the ultimate goal of their adventure.

She carefully took out the Philosopher's Stone, which still had her body temperature, from the inner pocket of her wizard's robe and handed it to Professor Dumbledore.

Dumbledore smiled kindly, with a bit of inexplicable narrowness in his smile.

"Miss Granger can keep this gem as a souvenir of your heroic performance." He blinked as he spoke, and Rigg and the others opened their mouths in disbelief.

"Could it be..." Harry exclaimed.

The sleepy Ron also raised his head and asked, "Huh? What's wrong? What happened?"

Dumbledore explained gently, "There is indeed a Philosopher's Stone in Hogwarts."

He took out a stone from his wizard robe that looked exactly like the stone in Hermione's hand, except that it was shimmering.

This is also why Dumbledore came so late. After returning to the castle, he first confirmed the safety of the Sorcerer's Stone, and then came to the corridor.

"Of course we also discovered that many little wizards are curious about the fourth floor."

Rigg and the others were looking at the sky but not looking at Professor Dumbledore, and Ron's eyes were rolling.

"To ensure the safety of the Philosopher's Stone," Dumbledore smiled, "what better place than my principal's office?"

Rigg shook his head and laughed silently, "So Voldemort worked hard for a semester, and all he found was an imitation?"

Dumbledore shook his head, looked at Rigg and said, "Thanks to your efforts, Tom has never obtained or found the Philosopher's Stone."

In order to let this group of little wizards get the reputation and status they deserve, Dumbledore decided to give these four little wizards extra points the next day.

"Huh? Is this a fake?" Ron shouted in disappointment, and Harry looked at Ron in surprise.

"Isn't this great? Even if Voldemort defeats us, he won't be able to get the Sorcerer's Stone?"

Harry's confused eyes made Ron lower his head in shame. How could he have the nerve to tell his companions who were fighting together that he just felt like this, and the gold content of his adventure story had dropped.

Madam Pomfrey, who had hurriedly arrived, finally arrived at the door of the last classroom. She complained resentfully about this group of little wizards who knew how to travel at night and did not let her worry.

As soon as she entered the door, Madam Pomfrey saw Quirrell's charred body on the ground.

"This is..." She looked at Dumbledore in disbelief, and Dumbledore nodded with her.

"Merlin's robe!"

Madam Pomfrey strode over and began to check the physical condition of Rigg and the others.

Like a good baby, Rigg raised his arms when Madam Pomfrey asked her to do so, and raised his legs when Madam Pomfrey asked her to.

The same goes for Harry and the others.

No one wanted to get into Madam Pomfrey's troubles, except one.

After examining the little wizard, Madam Pomfrey's heart sank into her stomach, and she discussed with Professor McGonagall that Rigg and the others should stay in the medical room for a few days for observation.

Rigg originally wanted to ask Professor Dumbledore a few more questions, but Rigg reminded him, and then he remembered that Dumbledore's Madam Pomfrey did not give the most famous legendary wizard in the British wizarding world any face.

In front of Rigg and the others, he scolded Dumbledore like crazy.

Rigg took a breath of air, thinking that maybe Madam Pomfrey was the legendary boss in the school.

Dumbledore waved and apologized to Madam Pomfrey, his wizard hat tilted.

Before Rigg and the others were taken away by Professor McGonagall, Dumbledore took the time to make an agreement with them to visit them in the infirmary the next afternoon.

Have a good night's sleep.

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Wow, great to finally end the first year Voldemort boss fight.

I'll take a day off tomorrow and write a single chapter.