Mysterious Walker at Hogwarts

As soon as Dean took off the sorting hat, he heard Professor McGonagall read Ron's name. He simply stood aside and waited for Ron's sorting result.

Sure enough, in the blink of an eye, the Sorting Hat shouted: "Gryffindor!"

Ron, who was turning blue, suddenly collapsed on his seat. Dean quickly helped Ron up under Professor McGonagall's approving gaze, and they walked to the Gryffindor table together.

Harry followed the rest of the people and clapped loudly to welcome the two of them. The red-haired boy who had shaken Harry's hand before passed over Harry and said in an exaggerated tone: "That's great, Ron, I almost thought you were going to be a Weasley." The only exception is that I didn’t enter Gryffindor~"

"Shut up, Percy!" Ron yelled angrily.

At this time, the last freshman, Blaise Sabine, was sorted into Slytherin. Professor McGonagall rolled up the parchment list, ended the sorting ceremony, and left with the sorting hat.

During the following banquet, the freshmen discussed everything about Hogwarts enthusiastically, but Dean seemed a little absent-minded during the exchange: he noticed that Snape was communicating with a young professor with a ridiculous scarf on his head. .

Dean's heart sank. He had a guess before, and now he became more certain after seeing him. The black figure who arrived at the ruins of the castle before him and took away a silver object seemed to be the one who communicated with Snape. The guy - if he guessed correctly, it should be Professor Quirrell who has been possessed by Voldemort.

What's worse is that because Snape's eyes glanced towards the Gryffindor table from time to time - Dean couldn't tell whether he was looking at Harry or himself - Professor Quirrell's attention was also attracted. .

After Quirrell saw Dean, he was obviously stunned for a moment. Dean's alarm bells rang loudly. The other party seemed to recognize him too?

As expected, the system lost no time in throwing out a task:

“Limited Time Mission: Quirrell’s Suspicion.

Quirrell, the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor at Hogwarts, has become suspicious of you.Find a way to dispel his doubts as soon as possible. Time limit: 1 month.

Success: Reward Chilo with a random skill and 2 skill points; Failure: Deduct 2 skill points. If there are no skill points to deduct, an activated skill will be lost at random. "

Dean suddenly became depressed. This mission could only succeed but not fail. Didn't this force him to go further and further down the road of pretending to be cowardly?

Yes, Dean thinks that if he wants to dispel Quirrell's suspicions about him, it seems that he can only pretend to be as mediocre as possible, so that Voldemort can go into misunderstandings, let him go, and focus more on Harry Potter and the Philosopher's Stone.

In Voldemort's arrogant heart, it was impossible for a mediocre little wizard to obtain such a symbolic treasure as the Blood Oath Pendant.

After the banquet, Principal Dumbledore announced a few more precautions, such as being prohibited from entering the Forbidden Forest, showing that magic cannot be used in the corridors, Quidditch-related matters, and not entering the corridor on the right side of the fourth floor.

Finally, at Dumbledore's suggestion, the teachers and students of the school sang the school song together to end the colorful first day of school.

On the way back to the dormitory, Dean kept thinking about how to make himself look as mediocre as possible. He sadly discovered that despite planning to keep a low profile from the beginning, he still got a little carried away during the Hogwarts Express and the Sorting Ceremony. , inadvertently attracted a lot of limelight - at least his unarmed combat and prophecy abilities have spread among the freshmen.

This is not a good sign, especially with a big mouth like Seamus, it seems difficult to keep a low profile.

Dean was thinking wildly along the way. When he noticed something was wrong, he looked up and found that he had separated from the new army.

After a day of hard work, all the freshmen were probably exhausted, so much so that Ron and the others didn't even notice that Dean was falling behind!

This is trouble.

As soon as Dean hesitated, the people around him were almost gone. Without anyone to lead him, Dean had no confidence in finding the entrance to the Gryffindor lounge alone.

Dean sighed deeply and took out the blackthorn wand. Now he could only try the Guiding Charm.

"Aha, we caught a disobedient brat who dared to violate the rules and perform magic in the corridor as soon as he entered school~" A hoarse voice full of malice sounded in Dean's ears.

Dean almost instinctively wanted to punch out, but luckily he woke up in time and held back.

The person who spoke was the administrator, Mr. Argus Filch, who was holding the cat named Mrs. Norris and looking at Dean maliciously.

"No, I didn't." Dean immediately denied it and asked without losing any time, "Mr. Filch, I'm lost. Can you take me to the Gryffindor lounge?"

"Lost?" Filch looked at Dean suspiciously, trying to find evidence that he was lying. He quickly shook his head and said, "No, I don't think so. I only saw you wandering alone in the corridor. Holding a wand in your hand is absolutely not allowed!"

Dean was speechless at Filch's strong words. If he hadn't been concerned about Professor Quirrell, he would have beaten Filch right now.

"Boy, you are honored. You will soon go down in the history of Hogwarts for being punished on the first day of admission." Filch said maliciously, "Let me think about it, how should I punish you? Maybe a few strokes of the whip will make you remember this lesson."

Dean secretly clenched his fists. He was prepared to keep a low profile, but that didn't mean he was willing to be punished without resisting, especially for such an unfounded charge.

"What are you doing here?" Just when Filch was about to punish Dean, a nervous and trembling voice sounded from behind.

"Professor Quirrell." Filch immediately smiled with a smile on his face, "I found a student who was preparing to violate school rules, and I was about to teach him a profound lesson."

"No, I'm just lost." Dean immediately retorted.

In front of Quirrell, Dean tried his best to make himself feel like a cowardly doormat.

"But you have a wand! This is the best proof that you are prepared to break school rules." Filch said sharply.

"That's enough, Mr. Filch. He may be holding the wand just in case. Even if he is 'prepared' to violate the school rules, doesn't it still mean he hasn't violated it?" Quirrell interrupted impatiently.

"But Professor, I think we should set a 'good example' for these freshmen, which will be more conducive to future management." Filch said sinisterly.

"Today is the first day of school. It should be a happy day." Quirrell seemed to rarely have the courage to argue with others like this. He looked very nervous and one eye was twitching crazily.

Filch swallowed hard and forced out a fake smile: "Okay, Professor, since you insist..."

Filch glared at Dean fiercely: "You're lucky this time, don't fall into my hands next time."

Dean lowered his eyelids and said nothing, as docile as a kitten, but he was complaining crazily in his heart: I swear there will never be a next time, and soon I will make you completely subdued under my iron fist!