[HP Comprehensive UK and US] Platinum Stark

Alicia said that she was going to find Draco with Pansy, but in fact she just walked around the common room and whispered to her that she had something to do and needed to go find her Ravenclaw friends.

Pansy didn't doubt it, nodded and watched the girl leave the lounge.

The moment she walked out of the stone gate, the girl cast an illusion spell.

Although the Tom Riddle in the diary could only appear around the book, and the Dark Lord was preparing a big plan late at night and had no time to watch over her, if any classmate saw her appear... near the Gryffindor Tower, rumors would spread at the fastest speed.

She had to make this operation foolproof.

As long as Harry Potter was around, her chances of getting away with it unscathed would greatly increase.

That day in the Forbidden Forest, the three people present saw the Dark Lord. How could Dumbledore not know about this? He would never allow the Dark Lord to wander around the castle recklessly and threaten the safety of the Savior.

How could that biased old man with a white beard not have any extra plans?

Finding a savior would be a win-win for her.

The Dark Lord succeeded and her whereabouts were not exposed.

Even if the Dark Lord failed, she would be able to escape from that place safely.

As for whether Harry Potter would have an accident, that was not within the girl's scope of concern.

Alicia stood quietly at the stairs, waiting patiently for Hermione, who had been spending a lot of time in the library recently.

Not long after, a little witch with messy hair came towards this direction with a few books in her arms.

When she got closer, Alicia grabbed her wrist, and before Hermione could shout, the girl whispered, "Shh, it's me."

"I have something very urgent..."

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"Harry, could Malfoy be lying? She, she is a Slytherin after all." Ron swallowed a big bite of cake with difficulty on the sofa, and then said, "Hermione and I have always suspected that the person who tried to steal the Philosopher's Stone was Snape. How could it be that garlic spirit Quirrell who went to the fourth floor tonight?"

Hermione glared at him in frustration and raised her voice, "Ron! You're giving the professor a nickname again."

She could tolerate being called by name, but giving the professor a nickname was absolutely unacceptable!

“Come on, is that the point?”

While the two friends were arguing, Harry had already made a decision.

He felt that Alicia was not that kind of person, and she was not exactly the same as the Slytherin he had imagined.

What's more, he witnessed Quirrell's weirdness in the restricted area with his own eyes. Even if he didn't want to steal the Philosopher's Stone, that man definitely had no good intentions.

"I must go and see it tonight." Harry said seriously, "I must."

Ron and Hermione stopped arguing immediately. After a long while, the girl responded, "Maybe we should try the solution Alicia gave? She said we can go to Headmaster Dumbledore."

Seeing that Harry and Ron both had their own opinions to refute, Hermione added, "Harry, if there is really a problem with Quirrell, only Headmaster Dumbledore can solve it. Ron, I think she is probably cursed, so she can't tell any professor about these things."

What the three of them didn't know was that their current train of thought was completely within Alicia's expectations.

She had known for a long time that Dumbledore was no longer in school - no matter how rampant the Dark Lord was, he could not commit crimes in his current state.

Among the remaining professors, who would believe what a few first-year students say?

The only person who would trust her unconditionally and could help her was Severus.

However, even if the Dark Lord had not said those words before she left, she would not have dragged the Godfather into this matter.

He was like their father, they both had the same symbol on their arms - Severus would definitely be willing to fight the Dark Lord for her, but that was not a scene she wanted to see.

As the trio ran to find Professor McGonagall, Alicia also walked up the steps slowly.

The Disillusionment Charm had worn off, and the girl's face looked even paler under the moonlight.

She should have enjoyed the care of her parents, brother, and godfather, the flattery of her friends, endless gold Galleons, and the envious looks of everyone at the banquet, and lived her life surrounded by fame, wealth, and pampering.

It wasn't like it is now, where we are worried and trembling with fear.

There was a hint of resistance in Alicia's eyes that she never dared to show in front of the Dark Lord.

At least we should find a way to get rid of this dominated position.

Hopefully her "saviors" are on the way.

Dumbledore, and Potter, please don't let her down.

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Harry: Alicia needs my help!

Voldemort:?

Ron: Harry, I always feel that her sister has bad intentions.