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Daddy L (satisfied smile): What a pleasant conversation, I'm glad we reached an agreement on Xiaolong's education.Goodbye, Sev. I'll come to see you when I'm free. Don't miss me too much. (blows a kiss goodbye)

PROFESSOR (looks at the fireplace with the fucking ray): I don't see what's so fun about this conversation!Who agreed with you!If you come here at night just to show off your pile of broken brooms, I think you'll be perfectly satisfied talking to yourself in front of your bedroom mirror!Next time you dare to disturb me with such a trivial matter, be careful I sealed the fireplace!

30. Walk the cat

For Harry in the past, the most practical function of Animagus was to make the children happy. Usually, when they were crying, as long as he turned into a big dog, the children would clap their hands and laugh excitedly. Carry them on your back for a walk around the garden, and that will solve almost any problem.However, this effect becomes smaller and smaller as the children grow up, so Harry's Animagus becomes more and more useless.

This time, Harry finally realized that his previous use of Animagus was a bit of a waste. They can be used for more than amusing children, for example, turning into cats lying on the back of the Defense Against the Dark Arts office. Overheard news under the cabinet.

After class, while Hermione was going to ask Quirrell questions, he got into the office of the Defense Against the Dark Arts class earlier, and got under the cabinet as a cat.After a while, Quirrell returned to the office, throwing a dozen detection spells around.Thankfully, most of the spells were aimed at wizards, and no one bothered to check their house for cats and mice, so Harry managed to lurk.And relying on the hearing that animals are much more sensitive than humans, he can clearly hear the conversation between Voldemort and Quirrell.

"Lord, master..." The stammering voice, this is the original Quirrell.

"Why, are you dissatisfied with me going to class instead of you?" Voldemort's voice was a little hoarse, but it was very clear. Harry judged that he should have recovered a lot, at least he could manipulate Quirrell's words and deeds on many occasions.It's no wonder that with his help, Quirrell is not very conspicuous in school now.

"No, no, it's my honor, honor," Quirrell stammered, "but, but, regarding the Philosopher's Stone, we still don't know what those checkpoints are, Snape's mouth is very strict, I tried several times but failed to find out what he did, which instead made him suspicious of me."

"Severus is certainly not as incompetent as you idiot, he is very cautious." Voldemort snorted, and then walked up and down the room, "There is no need to rush about the Philosopher's Stone, we still have a long time to come Planning, the most important thing right now is the matter of the crown, have you found a way to fuse my soul and resurrect me?"

"Sorry, I'm sorry, I used the name of teaching to rummage through the restricted area of ​​Hogwarts, but I found very limited things, me, me," Quirrell suddenly wailed as he spoke, apparently Voldemort punished him. over him.

"Trash!" Voldemort cursed violently, "If you can't find it at Hogwarts, then look for it elsewhere. Do you want me to teach you how to do things!"

"Yes, yes, master." Quirrell responded with a wail, and then Voldemort's voice became smaller and smaller, and there were sounds from the room where the headscarves were tied, and then there was only Quirrell's sobbing.Harry waited inside for a long time but didn't hear any movement from him, so he crawled out carefully, put his head on the ground and looked out, and saw Quirrell weeping softly on the table, with a pulley in front of him. Crown of Winclaw.

Sure enough, here!Harry's eyes widened in surprise. At the moment Voldemort's main focus is on studying the crown, so he has no energy to deal with the Sorcerer's Stone, which makes the trap carefully set by Dumbledore useless.Because if Quirrell hadn't committed a crime, no one, not even Dumbledore, could get the Ministry of Magic to investigate him, let alone eliminate him.Therefore, Dumbledore can only use the Sorcerer's Stone as bait to set up a trap to capture him.

Hogwarts is perfectly safe, as no one can Apparate here, except the Headmaster.And the last point happens to be unknown to most people, including Voldemort, so as long as Voldemort steals the Sorcerer's Stone, Dumbledore can definitely "get everything" the moment he gets it.

If you want Voldemort to steal the Sorcerer's Stone, you must take the Ravenclaw Crown. Now that you know it, there must be a way to steal it.Now I only have Animagus, wait until Christmas to get the Invisibility Cloak, then go to Filch to steal the Marauder's Map, stealing a crown is nothing.

Harry waited under the cabinet for a few hours, and just as he was thinking about whether he would grab a bag of cat biscuits to please Mrs. Norris next time so that he could steal the map more easily, there was a knock on the door.Seeing Quirrell stand up, wipe away his tears and open the door, Harry let out a long breath.Quirrell was so good at crying, he cried for two or three hours at a stretch, his head was about to faint from his crying, I really don't know why the Dark Lord chose such a person to possess him.

But that slicing maniac has never had very good taste, Harry shook his head, stood up quietly, and waited for the chance to escape.

"This is your painkiller." Snape's dry voice came from outside the door, and he could hear that he was impatient with Quirrell.

"Thank you so much, Professor Snape, you are the most powerful potionist I have ever seen." Quirrell's voice was full of flattery, as if he was afraid of Snape, but his compliments did not make Snape Snape was happy, and Snape still replied in the tone that telling you an extra second is a gift to you, "Where's my stuff?"

"Yes, yes, please wait a moment, I'll bring it right away." Quirrell took the medicine bottle, then walked into the office, put the medicine bottle on the table, and walked into the bedroom next to the office.

opportunity!

Harry was trembling with excitement at this moment, he quickly ran out of the cabinet and turned into a human form, took the crown on the table and put the fake on the table, and then ran out while transforming.Bless Merlin, he had never transformed so quickly before. In just three or four seconds from the office to the door, he successfully transformed into a cat and flew at Snape's feet.

At this time, it was too late to escape, and the sound of Quirrell's footsteps was coming, and he had obviously walked out of the bedroom.Harry looked at Snape begging for help, he was the only one who could help him now.Harry was very worried about Snape yelling or pulling himself out to question what he was doing, but fortunately, Snape didn't do anything, he just stood at the door with a blank expression and kicked, Harry The thief, Cat Potter, was kicked into the corridor on the side like a shell that had escaped from the chamber, and rolled down the corridor, falling into a big font.

Oh my loin, it must be broken!Harry wailed silently, tears of pain streaming down his face.Snape's reaction was really perfect, or a bit too perfect, rolling down a dozen or so steps, it now feels a bit concussed.

However, thinking of what he had gained, Harry immediately felt that his waist did not hurt so much.Inspired by Regulus, he planned to make a few Horcrux fakes early this time, with the intention of gaining some buffering opportunities if he could fool them for a while.However, due to the limited cost and time, he has only completed one so far, which is the Ravenclaw crown.Thanks to the idea of ​​bringing it with me when I went out today, I didn't expect it to come in handy so soon.

Snape and Quirrell didn't have a long time to socialize. After just a few seconds, Snape came down the stairs.When Harry heard the rhythmic sound of his leather shoes stepping on the steps, he suddenly wished that he had been injured more severely, that kind, the kind that could pass out from the pain.

Just as he was nervous, Snape gradually approached, and finally stopped beside him, then, he took out his wand, and poked hard on his waist.

"Meow!" Harry cried out with tears of pain, trying to arouse the man's little sympathy.

"It's still screaming, so it's not dead." Snape said coldly, and then stood up holding its tail. Harry was horrified to find that he was carried out of the railing with his head upside down. Can't see how high the stairs are.

"Meow, meow!" Harry burst into tears and wanted to struggle, but the sad thing is that there seems to be something wrong with his waist and he can't move at all, so he can only be used as a handbag by Snape, never The third floor was carried to the basement.In the meantime, I met Filch with Mrs. Norris once. He looked at Snape who was holding Harry upside down in surprise, and stuttered as much as Quirrell, "Teach, teach, professor, you What is this doing?"

"Walk the cat." Snape replied very concisely.

"But, like this, he doesn't look very comfortable." Filch looked at Harry, who was pretending to be dead with his paws hanging down his head twice, and asked worriedly.I have to say that this old man is much more friendly to cats than to students.

"It likes to be walked by me like this." Snape said coldly with his head raised, then continued to shake his "pet" and left.Looking at the tumbling back of the black robe, Filch couldn't help but hugged Mrs. Norris, "Well, Norris, when you watch the night alone in the future, you should avoid Professor Snape, he is fond of cats. , is really something special."

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