Azkaban: The Fifth House of Hogwarts

(5K here, and there is still 5K in the pipeline. I promised to update it yesterday. By the way, the book will be on the shelves on Friday. If you have not invested, you can invest.)

The perfect ending of the first Quidditch match added a bit of warmth to the castle wrapped in the cold wind. Even the little lions of Gryffindor who suffered a tragic defeat were not too sad. They were indeed holding back their hearts. A breath, but it doesn't turn into a mean accusation against Slytherin.

Many people comforted Wood during dinner. After the game, Wood somehow found Rollo, borrowed his broom and planned to take revenge next time after getting familiar with the speed.

However, when he rode on the broom in front of all the team members and many Gryffindor students, and instantly turned into a dot in people's eyes, everyone was praying that he could come down from the sky alive.

It only takes two and a half seconds to accelerate from zero to one hundred miles, and only eight seconds to reach a stable cruising speed of four hundred miles. The acceleration performance is five times that of the Nimbus 2000, and the top speed is twice that of the Nimbus 2000. Firebolt is simply a wild horse running wild.

Wood, who didn't know the inside story at all, subconsciously tightened the handle of the broom and ran towards the top speed. The prototype Firebolt, which accelerated to Mach 12 in 0.79 seconds, almost tore Wood to pieces in mid-air.

Wood, who had lost half of his life, fell tremblingly on the lawn half a minute later, spitting out a few mouthfuls of acidic water with a pale face. The reality of "you can't use the equipment even if I give it to you" shocked the little boy who witnessed all this. The wizards silently put away their thoughts.

What's more, in the Quidditch game, the advantage of equipment is also a crucial part of the game. No professional team will not customize high-end brooms for the game. This is not a despicable reason.

Since the victory was upright, the little lions also accepted the result of this defeat calmly, and had nothing to say if they were inferior in skills.

The Slytherins who were toasting in celebration were certainly the liveliest party in the auditorium, especially after Hagrid brought the Butterbeer ordered by Rollo back from Hogsmeade in a giant sleigh and carriage, and cheers broke out one after another.

Although butterbeer looks like it has the word "wine" in it, it does not contain any alcohol and has always been a best-selling drink in the wizarding world. Except for those true drunkards who disdain to drink it, everyone, regardless of gender, old or young, likes it.

At this moment of joyful green waves, a red figure came to the side of the Slytherin table.

"Harry!"

Draco, who was holding the cup, hooked his shoulders after seeing Harry and pulled him to the seat next to him.

"Why did you come here so late? Dinner is almost over, but it's okay. Let's have a drink and wish you good luck in your next game!"

"Thanks, Draco, but I'm going to tell Rollo about that, what do you think?"

"On the court?" Draco asked in a low voice after putting down the cup. After seeing Harry nod, he responded affirmatively: "Then let's talk. Although I kind of want to figure this out myself, after all If it’s just us, it might be a bit..."

"You go call Hermione, and I'll go find Rollo. He just said he was going to the kitchen and will stay in the Ravenclaw library tonight. I'll go find him right away."

The two people who immediately split up hurriedly left the table. Not long after, at the door of the kitchen on the first floor of the basement, Draco, Harry and Hermione met Rollo, who was carrying a small bag of midnight snacks.

"What's so mysterious? Talk while walking or find a place?"

"Find an empty room."

Harry glanced left and right, then pushed open an empty classroom not far from the kitchen.

"sit down."

Seeing that there were only some clutter piled up in the room, Rollo waved his magic wand and turned several wooden barrels into armchairs with armrests, and he randomly picked one to sit down on.

"Professor McGonagall didn't teach it! When did you learn it, Rollo?"

Hermione asked curiously with a bit of surprise on her face. The transfiguration techniques that first-year students are currently learning do not change things too much. Matches and buttons are at most teacups. The larger the volume of the object that changes, the more difficult it is to transform. The higher it is.

"Study by yourself. I'm planning to apply to join Professor McGonagall's Transfiguration Club in the past two days. Although it's only open to students in third grade and above, I feel it shouldn't be too difficult. Cedric recommended a few books to me, Transfiguration The technique is not that difficult to learn.”

"Perhaps you can look beyond the textbooks to see Hermione. Sometimes it is better to memorize the textbooks thoroughly than to read other extracurricular readings. For example, you can order Transfiguration today. Professor McGonagall is their senior consultant and you can get it. Quite inspiring.”

"Oh, okay." Hermione pursed her lips. After arriving at Hogwarts, she always felt that her little genius aura was not that useful.

Not only is Rollo already an outstanding figure, but Percy, who has a good relationship with her, is also a hidden genius. While he is busy with prefect affairs, Percy is also preparing to take twelve OWLs certificates this year. A young wizard who graduates normally will only get six to eight certificates.

And Percy told her that he just couldn't lose to Charlie. Charlie, who had graduated, not only obtained twelve certificates in the ordinary wizard examination, but also served as the Quidditch captain. If not for lack of time, the president of the student union would also run away. No.

At home, he was not particularly outstanding. His eldest and second brothers all graduated by scratching the ceiling of Hogwarts.

While Hermione was lost in thought, Harry also spoke to Rollo about the small situation he encountered on the Quidditch pitch today.

"Someone's trying to throw me off my broom, Rollo."

"Is this happening?" Although Rollo didn't pay much attention to Harry during the game, he didn't seem to see any big problems with Harry.

"Yes, but Draco helped me at that time. When I couldn't control the broom, Draco stood in front of me. Then the strange feeling disappeared and my broom could be controlled normally. ”

"We guessed that the interference magic needed to see me to be effective, so we pretended to be entangled and tested it, and found..."

"It's the stand where Professor Snape is. Draco also saw Professor Snape mumbling something."

"But Professor Snape wouldn't do that."

Before Rollo could say anything, Harry shook his head and denied the result.

"After the second Potions class, I stayed and chatted with Professor Snape for a long time. He told me a story. He and my mother had known each other since childhood, but for some reasons, he could not forgive himself for what he had done. The wrong thing..."

"Although he had conflicts with my father, that was not the reason why he harmed me. After that, Draco and I discovered another person."

"It's Quirrell!" Draco nodded firmly, "I found something was wrong with Quirrell. He is a coward. Everyone knows that he is a coward. But at that time, Quirrell's face was tense, unlike the others. It was a completely different time, and I noticed where he had been staring at Harry."

"After confirming this, I dragged Harry to the side of another stand that was not visible from the stand. Sure enough, Harry's broom returned to normal as soon as he arrived."

"Remember Halloween?"

Harry continued what Draco had said.

"The night we went to find the troll."

"Of course, the giant monster is still tied up by Hagrid. It either eats or sleeps every day, but I haven't figured out how to deal with it yet."

"It seems like it's living a good life? But that's not important! Hermione and I went to the library later. When we went up the stairs, we found Professor Snape limping out of there, but he should be responsible You should send Professor Quirrell to the school doctor's office. If nothing else happened, Professor Quirrell shouldn't be there."

"Maybe he was planning to follow someone, but he didn't tell me, shook his head and left, so Hermione and I ran to the school doctor's office. As expected, Professor Quirrell was not there. I found Peeves and used two hundred turds to The price of the egg asked him to help keep an eye on Professor Quirrell's office.

The next day Peeves told me that he came back very late. According to Peeves' description, Quirrell's face at that time looked as if he had been drowned in the toilet and was being flushed continuously. His expression was frighteningly gloomy until he was Peeves poured a bottle of ink soaked in dung eggs into his turban, and he became 'happy'. "

As the most bully and bully in Hogwarts, Peeves coexists with Hogwarts. As long as there are students and little wizards in this school, he will not disappear as a prankster. Although Quirrell is a Professor, however, has been included in Peeves' list of bullies.

In this regard, Rollo could only give him a thumbs up and say 'well done'.

"After what happened, we kind of wanted to know the secret of that room."

"When Hagrid took me to Diagon Alley, we went to Gringotts. He mysteriously picked up a small package. But not long after we left, Gringotts was really robbed. That vault! Before that, Hagrid and I happened to meet Quirrell in the Leaky Cauldron. He was different from everyone else. Quirrell seemed a little afraid of me..."

Harry frowned and thought, this was something he discovered only when he recalled, "He hasn't touched me since he grabbed my hand once in the Leaky Cauldron. He seemed to be avoiding contact with me. ...Shivering...that's right! His body has been shaking since he grabbed my hand, but at that time Hagrid said that Quirrell often trembles, and I thought that was normal, but this is not normal!"

Harry, who was suddenly a little excited, stood up suddenly. He moved the hair from his forehead to reveal the lightning-shaped scar.

"When I opened the branch school, when I looked at the teacher's chair, my scar hurt a little. At that time, I thought it was Professor Snape, because he was looking at me at that time, but at the same time, there seemed to be something strange about the person looking at me. Luo."

"This isn't normal, is it?"

Harry frowned more and more, "I only wake up from pain when I dream about that green light. Could it be that..."

Harry swallowed, he seemed to have discovered a huge problem.

"Voldemort, he..."

Draco winced at the name.

"Is he really dead?"

Harry, who had a few thin bloodshot eyes, looked at Rollo.

"At least there should still be people related to him in the world... Hagrid said that Professor Quirrell used to be an incredibly smart person, but after a field trip, he was scared out of his wits and became what he is now. Stuttering and confused."

"Did he get something? Something related to Voldemort?"

Harry, who had almost uncovered the truth, was completely unaware of how accurate the inference he had drawn after synthesizing the known clues was. It was a pity that Harry was destined to fail before the last layer of window paper was pierced. to any answers to the final puzzle.

"And he is looking for something that can help Voldemort, such as the package Hagrid brought back from Gringotts?"

"But we couldn't figure out what the package was, and the only clues were-"

Harry took a deep breath, "When we asked Hagrid about Lu Wei, he let it slip. The thing Lu Wei was guarding was related to Professor Dumbledore and Nico Flamel."

"But we looked through the books and couldn't find this wizard's name."

"So this is why you asked me to take you to the forbidden book area?"

A smile appeared on Rollo's lips.

"Yes." Harry nodded honestly, "But we still found nothing. We originally wanted to find out more about it before telling you about it. We thought it was a surprise, but now it seems that we can't untie the knot."

"Want a chocolate frog, Harry?"

Rollo took out his small bag and rummaged through his pockets, and then pulled out a few chocolate frogs, a common snack in the magic world.

"No..." Harry paused as he was about to wave, "Okay, thank you."

"Wait!" Just as Harry was unpacking the package in confusion, he suddenly froze on the spot, "You mean, the chocolate frog card?!"

"I always feel like I have heard Nicolas Flamel's name somewhere! These cards contain famous wizards in the world. Maybe he is here! Maybe I got his card, but I forgot!"

In a hurry, Harry accidentally threw the jumping chocolate frog into Draco's mouth, and finally took out the wizard card contained in the small box.

But after turning it over, Harry sighed in frustration. The portrait on the front showed a smiling Dumbledore, not the Nicolas Flamel he wanted.

"woooooooo~"

Draco, whose mouth was full of frogs, seemed to be stuck in his throat. He hesitated and couldn't speak, so he could only point at Dumbledore's card.

"...discovered the twelve uses of dragon's blood...and worked very effectively in alchemy with his partner Nico Flamel..."

But after Harry read the small words on the card, Draco, who finally swallowed the chocolate frog, gasped and nodded, "That's right!"

"But Nicoléme is probably not an English wizard. I have never heard of such a powerful figure in England."

Although Draco was born as a pure-blood wizard, it was still a bit reluctant for a child who had been spoiled by his parents since childhood to understand these things. It was normal for Draco not to know about Nico Flamel.

"The legendary alchemist Nicolas Flamel, one of the richest wizards in the world, created one of the ultimate alchemical creations that shocked the world when he was less than a hundred years old, which can make people immortal and turn stones The magic stone that turns into gold.”

"Although the elixir of life definitely has huge side effects, it is also one of the few magical substances in the world that can extend life."

"So! The little package Hagrid got contained the Philosopher's Stone, right? Only something that can make people immortal will tempt the person behind Quirrell!"

"Voldemort is probably not dead yet! Maybe he was seriously injured and disappeared for ten years. He needs this magic stone to renew his life or resurrect him, right?"

Harry, who was already spinning in circles in a hurry, kept repeating: "We have to find a way to stop him! We have to find a way to stop him!"

"But why did Dumbledore want to get the Philosopher's Stone to Hogwarts? Why did he let this weird guy Quirrell be the professor of Hogwarts? Why did he say those things at the beginning of school?"

Hermione's barrage of questions knocked Harry out of his excited state and he sat down heavily on the chair.

"Maybe he did it on purpose."

Rollo showed his hands to Hermione, "But no matter what, since the professor did this, there must be a reason why he did it. Isn't it a common way to train warriors to overcome many difficulties and finally obtain the ultimate treasure?"

Rollo, who had been thinking about intercepting Harry, shook his head. He was a little reluctant to let go of Voldemort stuck on the back of Quirrell's head. After all, it was a good research material, and the next update would be who knows when.

Magic that can possess and partially fuse other people's bodies may be too evil for Rollo to use, but it still has a lot of reference value.

"Rolo...what do you mean...?"

Harry said uncertainly: "You mean this was given to me by Professor Dumbledore..."

"This shouldn't be the case, I'm just..."

"I didn't say anything. The meaning of this thing's existence may be to catch big fish. Since some things can only be guessed but cannot be determined, but when the man behind the scenes comes out, he has no way to escape. "

"Professor Dumbledore is not an old fool. His intelligence and wisdom still occupy his mind."

"You guys, how many spells have you learned? How many magical creatures have you met? You don't need to worry too much about this kind of thing. The truth will be revealed when the time comes."

"Even if Quirrell wanted to steal the Philosopher's Stone, it wouldn't be now."

Rollo looked at the door and said softly: "Do you remember what I said before? After the Christmas vacation, Principal Dumbledore will prepare a big surprise for us, a surprise for the entire Hogwarts. When everyone is attracted by the surprise, the real opportunity will arrive.”

"Please don't be anxious and wait for the surprise opening moment."

"I still need to go to the Ravenclaw library to read books. I won't accompany you now. I'll work hard to improve myself. This is what we should do at Hogwarts, right?"

After patting Harry on the shoulder, Rollo walked toward the door. The sound of his footsteps gradually disappeared, leaving the three of them full of doubts.