Harry Potter: The Legend of Demigods

"I suddenly remembered something," Harry said. His face turned pale. "We must find Hagrid immediately."

"Why?" Hermione asked breathlessly, trying to catch up with him.

"Don't you think it's a little strange?" Harry said as he hurried down the grassy slope. "What Hagrid wants most is a dragon, but a stranger happens to have a dragon egg in his pocket? How many people are there? Walking around with dragon eggs all day? You know that is against wizarding laws! Don't you think they are lucky to find Hagrid? Why didn't I think of this before?"

Anakin followed them with a smile on his face, and Quirrell was finally done playing.

Hagrid was sitting on a chair outside the hut, his trousers rolled up, facing a large bowl, busy shelling pea pods. Several people ran over in a hurry.

"Hello," he said with a smile, "the exam is over? Do you have time for a cup of tea?"

"No, we have an emergency. Hagrid, I have something to ask you. Do you remember the night you won the Nobel Prize playing cards? What did the stranger you played cards with look like?"

"I don't know," Hagrid said nonchalantly, "He won't take off his cloak." He saw the look of astonishment on Harry's and the others' faces immediately, and he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows in surprise.

"Hagrid, that day - the night you won Bobetta, at the Hog's Head pub, it was Christmas Eve," Anakin said suddenly.

A look of horror suddenly appeared on Hagrid's face. "How do you know! No - are you..."

"Let's not talk about it for now. What did you say to him at that time, Hagrid? Did you mention Hogwarts?" Anakin asked pretending to be anxious.

"Maybe I mentioned it." Hagrid frowned and tried to remember, "He asked me what I did and what animals I looked after... By the way, he also said he had to find out if I had any Ability to deal with this dragon."

"Does he seem—appears to be interested in Fluffy?" Harry asked, trying to keep his tone calm.

"Yes - quite interesting - how many three-headed dogs can you meet, even near Hogwarts? So I told him that Fluffy is actually very easy to deal with, as long as you know how to use it It calms down, play some music to it, and it falls asleep immediately——"

Hagrid had another look of horror on his face.

"I shouldn't have told you this!" he blurted out. "Forget what I said! Hey - where are you going?"

Anakin and Hayley followed Harry until they ran into the foyer before stopping.

"We have to go find Dumbledore," Harry said. "Hagrid told a stranger how to subdue Fluffy. The man in the cloak was either Snape or Voldemort - all he had to do was get Hagrid drunk. , it’s easy to trick him out. I just hope Dumbledore can believe us. Do any of you remember where Dumbledore’s office is? I hope he didn’t change the password.”

"I've been there...many times. Come with me." Anakin said, remembering his usual experience of going to the principal's office to "drink tea."

"What are you doing in the room?" At this moment, Professor McGonagall appeared in front of Anakin and the others holding a stack of books.

"We want to see Professor Dumbledore," Hermione said. Harry and Ron thought her behavior was very brave.

"Want to see Professor Dumbledore?" Professor McGonagall repeated, as if it was very suspicious for them to have such an idea. "Why?"

Anakin didn't try to change the process. After all, Harry and the others would have to go into the cellar to protect the Philosopher's Stone anyway.

So Harry successfully angered Professor McGonagall and learned about Professor Dumbledore's departure. Professor McGonagall suggested they go outside and bask in the sun, but they didn't.

"Tonight," Harry said quickly, when he was sure that Professor McGonagall was too far away to hear, "Snape will go through the trap door tonight. He has got everything he needs, and now he has Dan... Bumbledore cheated him out of school. That letter must have been sent by him, and I bet the Ministry of Magic would be shocked to see Dumbledore suddenly appear."

"But what can we-" Hermione gasped sharply. Harry and Ron turned around.

Anakin already knew what was waiting for him. In other words, Anakin really wanted to know the psychological shadow of Professor Snape when he learned that he was suspected.

"Good afternoon," Professor Snape said diplomatically. Then he started to sneer at Harry.

Finally, when he strode towards the staff lounge, Anakin and others breathed a sigh of relief.

"I've been curious since the beginning of school. Does Dean Snape have any grudge against Harry? His face just now looked like Harry had killed his whole family or taken away his wife." Hailey asked doubtfully. road.

Well, theoretically speaking, the hatred between Harry and Snape really stems from the hatred of his wife.

Harry originally planned to spy on Professor Snape, but unfortunately his intention was discovered immediately. In desperation, Harry and the others decided to get up in the middle of the night to stop "Snape"'s conspiracy.

However, at this moment, Quirrell appeared in front of Anakin and the others.

Anakin immediately stared at Quirrell warily, feeling uneasy in his heart. It's not like he wants me to steal the magic stone with him. This would make the joke bigger.

"Mr. Wilson, come with me..." He suddenly noticed Hayley and the others beside Anakin. Quirrell's eyes rolled and he showed a strange expression. "Ms. Finch, please come with me."

Although Anakin wanted to refuse on Hailey's behalf, he held back. Anakin hesitated for a moment, gave Harry a reassuring look, and then followed Quirrell towards the nearby corridor. Hayley glanced at Anakin hesitantly, then followed them out.

Quirrell led Anakin and the others to a remote classroom, and closed the door after they entered the classroom.

Quirrell suddenly showed a sly smile. Anakin secretly thought it was wrong and wanted to remind Hayley, but it was still a step too late.

"Imperio! (Imperio)"

In an instant, Hailey's movements stopped. Her eyes struggled for a moment, and then became blurred and lifeless. The originally clear pupils seemed to be enveloped by some kind of power and lost focus. An expression of intoxication gradually appeared on her face.

Anakin's pupils suddenly shrank, and he really wanted to scold him, but Anakin suppressed this idea.

After all, being controlled by the Imperius Curse is the safest situation in front of Voldemort.