hogwarts rose

Before Hagrid realized what he had exposed, the four of Harry had already fled away.

"We must tell Dumbledore about this!"

Harry was running as hard as he could, and Tria couldn't keep up, and he called out, out of breath,

"It doesn't matter if he fires me or not, at least Snape can't let Snape take away the Philosopher's Stone!"

Tria gritted her teeth in exhaustion, she was better, Hermione was completely behind, Harry really didn't consider the difference in physical strength between them at all, and focused on the direction of the principal's office like a calf rush.

Thanks to Trotia, a frequent visitor, Harry and the others entered the office smoothly, but to their surprise——

Dumbledore is not here!

The paintings of previous principals on the wall were disturbed by four panting students. Someone asked them curiously:

"Why did you break into the principal's office?"

"Let's find, Professor Dumbledore."

Harry gasped for words, but Mr. Hanging Picture had no sympathy at all. He said a cruel fact in a flat manner:

"Oh, it's a coincidence that you came here. Dumbledore received an urgent letter from the Ministry of Magic this morning and went to London to deal with business."

The hearts of all four jumped - Dumbledore was not here!

The only person in the castle that Voldemort feared was gone!

"Do you know where Professor Donald is?"

Triya hurriedly asked, and Mr. Hanging Picture gave her a strange look:

"They're inseparable, don't you know?"

That's right, Dumbledore will always keep an eye on Donald, and now there is really no one in the castle who can stand up to Voldemort.

Tria panicked subconsciously, she thought that Dumbledore would always guard Harry.

"Snape will definitely do something tonight."

When he left the principal's office, Harry said with some hopelessness:

"When he gets the Philosopher's Stone, it will be my death!"

Triya hugged his shoulders and comforted him:

"Don't worry Harry, I'll protect you."

"Voldemort is half dead now. He is far less powerful than we imagined. As long as we take away the Philosopher's Stone before Snape and give it to Dumbledore when he comes back, there will be no problem."

Tria had now fully accepted Harry and the others' conjecture that Snape was the bad guy, and no longer tried to break up with them.

Instead, the three of Harry looked at Tria in surprise, as if she had said something shocking.

"That's one way."

After a long silence, Harry swallowed, but his expression changed from disbelief to a glow of excitement.

"You are crazy!"

Ron's eyes widened, and he looked at Hermione, who was the only one who didn't express his opinion, with pleading eyes.

Hermione was silent for a long time again, and it took a while before she said:

"indeed."

She seemed to have struggled for a long time before making a decision, but after saying the words, she no longer hesitated, her eyes were full of determination.

"Professor Flitwick secretly told me that I scored 110 and [-] in his homework exam. With such a high score, Hogwarts will never expel me."

Ron broke down even more:

"Are you worried about being fired after thinking about it for so long?"

"We are likely to be bitten to death by that three-headed dog with bad breath!"

Harry shook his head:

"No, no, did you forget, Hagrid said, all it takes is a little music and the dog will go to sleep."

"But we still have to deal with the many barriers set by the professors."

Ron still couldn't believe it, Tria took out a bunch of decorations from his pocket.

"In any case, I can guarantee our safety."

Her hands are full of brooches and hairpins of various shapes, each of which contains a full wave of magic.

"Props for body protection."

she whispered,

"I did an entire semester of inventory."

Tonight's actions were inevitable. Dumbledore's departure at this moment must be because he hoped that Harry would take the risk by himself. All she could do was to find a way for everyone to spend the night safely.

Hermione took over a lion head brooch in amazement, and played with it fondly:

"It's really ingenious. Alchemy is really a powerful science."

Unlike Hermione's admiration, Ron was much more straightforward. He kept adding buffs to himself, with a chain around his neck and a brooch all over his chest.

Not only helped himself save his life, Ron also put a life-saving charm on Harry very generously.

"With these, can we go to one-on-one with Voldemort?"

He wasn't nervous at all, and even pulled out his wand emphatically.

Hermione rolled his eyes at him, and tore off all his equipment in a not-so-gentle manner.

"We're only going at night. How many people do you want to attract attention now?"

Triya smiled and put away the props, and the four of them went back to the lounge.

After making a decision, she would be much more at ease. Hermione looked through her notes intently, hoping to happen to see a spell that they were going to lift later.

Harry and Ron became very silent. They declined Seamus' invitation to play chess, and sat at a table with serious faces, each thinking about what to do at night, and from time to time they would write on a piece of discarded parchment. Writing and drawing - they were not as serious as they are now when they were doing their homework.

Tria was very calm on the contrary, Dumbledore would not let them have an accident, but there would indeed be a tough battle to fight at night.

After weighing things up, Triya returned to her small dormitory, closed the blackout curtains, and started to catch up on sleep.

But I have to stay up late at night to break through the level, how can I have energy if I don’t catch up on sleep.

Dinner was packed by Harry and Ron from the auditorium. Hermione read the notes for the afternoon, but she was not tired at all.

On the contrary, Tria, after sleeping all afternoon, went to bed again after dinner.

After a few more hours, the students went to bed one after another, and Triya appeared in the lounge on time, not only her, but Rui, who hadn't played with them for a long time, sat on Triya's shoulder. s.

This period of sleep is not useless. Tria is in high spirits, feeling full of strength and 100% magic power. The current feeling is that it is no problem to fight ten Voldemort + Quirrell combinations.

"I'm going to get the invisibility cloak!"

Harry stood up abruptly, the lounge was already empty, he ran upstairs as fast as he could, and came down with the Invisibility Cloak in his arms and a flute pinned to his waist.

"Come and see if this robe can hold four people."

"It doesn't matter if it doesn't fit, Reese will help us."

When several people were muttering and preparing to try the invisibility cloak, a voice sounded from a corner of the room.

Neville emerged from behind an armchair, clutching his toad, Rifle, who seemed to have just caught an escaped pet.

"What are you doing?"