Ancient wizards return to Hogwarts.

The three of them ran for a while, and after rushing into the castle, the blood above gradually returned to its original position, and they also calmed down. Harry thought that he must go to Professor Dumbledore first instead of rushing into the corridor on the fourth floor.

But the question is, where is Dumbledore's office? Several people stood at the corner of the corridor on the second floor, confused.

Daphne didn't know where the principal's office was. They had never seen students taken there.

At this time, Professor McGonagall's voice suddenly sounded: "You three, give way. If you have time to stay here, why not go back and review for the final exam!"

Professor McGonagall appeared with a serious face, walking in a hurry, with a stretcher floating behind her. When she saw Harry and the three of them, she frowned and glanced at Daphne, as if blaming her for hanging out with Harry and Ron again.

There are not many Slytherins who hang out with Gryffindor every day.

"We want to see Professor Dumbledore." Courage welled up in Harry's heart. He looked into Professor McGonagall's eyes and expressed his request.

Professor McGonagall was shocked by his idea. She was stunned for a moment, and then told Harry that Dumbledore had received an urgent letter from the Ministry of Magic and was no longer at Hogwarts.

"He left?" Harry asked extremely anxiously, "At this time?"

He felt like the sky was falling.

Professor McGonagall was obviously dissatisfied with Harry's words: "Professor Dumbledore is a very great wizard——"

"Les?!!!" An exclamation interrupted Professor McGonagall's words.

While Professor McGonagall was talking to Harry, the stretcher slowly floated over, allowing Daphne to see clearly the face of the person lying on the stretcher, and then she couldn't help but scream.

No wonder she made such a fuss, because the person lying on it was actually Les! This really shocked Daphne.

At this time, Les's eyes were tightly closed and his face was ashen. If his chest hadn't been rising and falling slightly, he would have been no different from a corpse.

"He was found in an underground classroom. Judging from the potion residue scattered around him, Mr. Lint tried to make a potion to enhance memory and luck in order to get good grades in the final exam. However, these two magic potions failed. The difficulty of making the medicine is beyond his imagination..." Professor McGonagall glanced at Rice lying on the stretcher and sighed: "I'm afraid Mr. Lint is going to miss his final exam."

Daphne:?

Ridiculous emotions filled her mind, and she couldn't understand what was happening in front of her.

How could Les fall down due to mismatching the two potions? But the facts were there, as real as the marble floor she stepped on.

Looking at Daphne who was completely stunned, Professor McGonagall felt a sense of sympathy in her heart, and she lightly patted Daphne's shoulder twice.

"You often study with him, right? In the future, you have to enlighten him more and don't put too much pressure on him. Please give in now. I have to take Mr. Lint to the school hospital." After that, She ignored Harry and walked directly towards the infirmary, pulling the stretcher.

As the stretcher turned the corner of the stairs, a crystal vial slipped from the pocket of Rice's robe and fell to the floor. Everyone present had their own thoughts, and no one noticed it except Daphne who subconsciously picked it up.

Professor Dumbledore left, Rice fell ill, and Professor McGonagall didn't bother to listen to their explanations. The backbone of the three people's hearts was completely wiped out, and the three young wizards were at a loss at the same time.

"We...we..." Harry stood there at a loss, like a program that had crashed.

He has never been so desperate: Snape is breaking through the protective barrier of the Sorcerer's Stone. When he gets the Sorcerer's Stone, Voldemort will come back and Hogwarts will cease to exist. What will you do then? Go back to the Dursleys?

"The Philosopher's Stone is going to be stolen, and we don't even have the ticket to get in and stop him," Harry said in a desperate tone.

"There are ways to cross the three-headed dog." Daphne's voice interrupted Harry's complaint.

Harry raised his head and looked at Daphne, who was studying a crystal bottle in her hand.

"There is a very powerful sleeping potion in the bottle. The potion is enough to put the three-headed dog into a deep sleep. I think as long as it is there, it will be no problem to get in there."

"How come you have such a magic potion?" Ron couldn't help but ask.

"Les did it before."

"Why did he make this kind of magic potion!"

Daphne glanced at him and refused to answer the question.

Her attitude made Ron a little unhappy, but he couldn't do anything to Daphne.

When Harry heard Daphne say that she could deal with the three-headed dog Luwei, he only felt that Daphne's whole body was exuding holy light.

"Great!" He almost jumped up, his eyes bright: "We are going to the fourth floor now, we must stop Snape!"

Daphne: Huh?

Her reason told her that there seemed to be a lot to complain about in this operation. Although she had just clamored to take Harry and the others to prove Professor Snape's innocence, those were just angry words from the boss. She felt that it was never a good idea to directly break into the forbidden area on the fourth floor.

What if you meet that guy who wants to steal the Philosopher's Stone? Although the encounter in the Forbidden Forest made Daphne feel that she was very capable of fighting, she was not sure of winning if she was asked to fight again. The effect of the same move would be greatly reduced the second time it was used. Also, Potter has never had any substantial evidence! He thinks someone went in to steal the Philosopher's Stone, but where is the evidence? You can’t just rely on speculation!

"You guys, have you already reviewed?" Snape's voice sounded from behind the three of them, making Harry and Ron gasp.

The three of them turned around and saw that Snape was really standing behind them.

A smile appeared on Daphne's face: Potter, can Professor Snape's suspicion be cleared now? He didn't steal the magic stone!

"Professor, he--"

"I know," a weird smile appeared on Snape's face: "He still overestimated his potion skills, but I admire his courage and talent for daring to challenge such a difficult potion in the first grade. Okay, I have to go treat Mr. Lint, and I just happened to develop a new antidote."

He pushed the three of them aside and walked towards the campus hospital. After taking two steps, he turned back to look at Daphne and said, "Miss Greengrass, I would like to give you a word of advice. A hot face will stick to an unfamiliar cold butt. You need to be careful when making friends." .”

After saying these words, he flicked his sleeves and left happily.

Daphne turned to look at Harry and said proudly: "Let me tell you, Professor Snape is definitely innocent!"

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