The Obsession of the Savior of HP

Offensively, it was bound to make Harry realize how much he 'knew Hermione was his sister'!Too bad Severus didn't want to have such a sister-in-law.

"Hmmm, professor..." Harry panted and pushed the professor's face away, "Professor, are you jealous?" The eyes were full of teasing, Harry was very happy now, with a big grin on his mouth.

"I don't think a girl who hasn't grown up can be my opponent." Severus was awkward as always, and then continued to stop Harry's mouth with a kiss.

By the time Harry came out of the Potions Office, his lips were as red and swollen as the day before, but Harry could only cover them up with the Ignore Charm and the Confusion Charm, he didn't want to get rid of it, as long as Severus left a mark on him He never eliminates.

"Hermione, here." It was very late now, Harry put on the invisibility cloak and went to pick up Hermione at the gate of Ravenclaw, and then the two walked towards the third floor together, and met Mrs. Norris on the way. Unfortunately, Mrs. Night Tour Harry has always been selectively ignored, and this time is no exception.

When he opened the door, the dog was already asleep, and the sound of the piano was still playing. To Harry's surprise, he saw that the spell on the piano could last for a long time, and there was no possibility of stopping it.

"This dog is really big..." Hermione took a look, then walked quickly towards Harry who was pulling the door open, "I'll go down first, Harry."

"Hermione...you really don't need to worry about me." Harry was a little helpless, and Hermione was also quite stubborn, so he decided that he would never look back.

So she jumped down regardless of Harry's objection, "Harry, come down, there is a devil's net below." Hermione's voice came quickly.

Harry jumped right after Hermione, the first level was too easy.

For the second key, Harry didn't even put the broom on... Why, because one of the wings of the key was obviously damaged, and it fell to the ground trembling and couldn't fly. The two of them just needed to pick it up and open the door.

The third level...Harry and Hermione looked at each other, the shock in their eyes could not be ignored, there was no possibility of recovery and the powerful Shattering Curse... The chess piece had already turned into sand, and the third level was considered useless.

"Harry... is this the level? Could it be that the professors just set it up for fun?" Hermione felt a lot more relaxed. The level is so simple, it must be that things are not precious,

"...Maybe." Harry couldn't tell what his mood was now. I'm afraid Professor Quirrell did all of this, but... why should he pave his way... What exactly is Professor Quirrell going to do...

In the fourth level, the troll is already asleep, ignore it.

The fifth level was finally a difficult level. Hermione was a little excited, picked up the riddle and looked at it for a long time, then looked at the bottle for a long time, and finally took a small bottle, "This is it, Harry."

Harry took it and opened the bottle cap and took a look. Well, there is still only one person left to measure. It seems that Professor Quirrell only wants to pass by himself.

"Hermione, this is only measured by one person, I think it should be me." Harry looked up at Hermione, "This is my duty, after all, I am the savior."

"The savior...what does this have to do with the savior?" Hermione was finally relieved, and suddenly became nervous again, "You mean that person inside is a mysterious person?? No! Harry, you can't go in, let's go find the professor, That's not what you should do."

"No, Hermione, don't you remember? Headmaster Dumbledore is no longer at the school. I have to stop that man. Trust me, I'll be fine! Will you leave now and help me and ask the professor?"

"I, Harry, you can't go...Okay, okay, wait, Harry, I'll be back soon!" Seeing Harry's determination, Hermione ran out helplessly, thinking of finding someone as soon as possible.

Seeing Hermione disappear, Harry finally drank the potion, took a deep breath and walked into the last room.

Sure enough, Professor Quirrell's back came into Harry's eyes.

"You're here..." Professor Quirrell's tone was flat, and he stopped stuttering, "Harry, I knew you would come."

"Professor Quirrell? Why...how could you be here? No, I mean, how could it be you?!" Harry pretended to be very similar, as if he found something terrible and couldn't accept it.

"Harry...you don't have to hide it." Quirrell turned around, "Now that Voldemort has fallen into a short sleep, I don't have much time."

"What? Professor Quirrell, what do you mean?" Harry frowned and clenched his wand tightly in his hand. In fact, the wand didn't do much for him, but his habit still existed.

"Listen, Voldemort's pet Nagini is currently missing, you have to be careful of that snake, then... no..." Suddenly, Professor Quirrell squatted down with his hands on the back of his head as if in severe pain, "Don't come here!" Leigh was about to walk in his direction and immediately yelled,

Difficult to lift the wand to himself, Quirrell's eyes seemed to look at Harry with nostalgia, "Devil flames!" With a sharp voice, a black flame shot directly from the head of Quirrell's wand to Quirrell's whole body, including the back of his head... There was a scream, a sharp scream coming from Quirrell's body, but it was not Quirrell's voice.

Harry stared blankly at this scene, unable to think...

"Thank you for saving me, Harry..."

The last scene that fell into Harry's eyes was the reassuring smile and the smiling words...

The fire burned out quickly... Harry collapsed on the ground, staring blankly at the pile of black ashes in front of him... "Odd, Professor Quirrell..." murmured in disbelief...

i will live

Hermione came here with all the deans soon, and Dumbledore rushed back. Severus was a little restless in the office, but he couldn't do anything, after all he 'shouldn't' know These things, otherwise, if they are caught by someone with a heart, things will get out of hand. Finally, when the news came from the patron saint of Professor Flitwick, Severus immediately acted and ran to the checkpoint, together with other professors. Entering, but found that everything has become abnormal along the way, I can't help but become more anxious, but I still need to pretend to be impatient on the surface, and I am even more upset for a while.

When they arrived at their checkpoint, because Flitwick's message required Severus to bring the antidote, Severus quickly took out the large bottle of cold powder, and then everyone quickly entered the last checkpoint.

After entering, the first thing that caught everyone's eyes was Harry's collapsed back, deep loss and deep sorrow flashed around him, and Severus' heart sank to the bottom immediately.

Dumbledore walked over quickly, then glanced at the black dust in front of Harry, his eyes flickered, he could of course see that it was the effect of the devil's flame... "Harry, are you okay?" Dumbledore squatted Lower body, looked at Harry carefully, and said gently,

Harry seemed to react for a while, and finally heard Dumbledore's voice, and slowly raised his head. At this time, all the headmasters had stood around Harry and looked around carefully. Their dazed green eyes met Dumbledore's blue eyes in hazy tears. The color flickered and looked at each other with gentle eyes, the fog slowly parted, but what was left was full of sadness.Without speaking or speaking, Harry knelt down on the ground, put down his wand, and carefully reached out his hand to shake the black powder floating on the ground. Sometimes a drop of tear slid down and splashed wet, but he continued to work without knowing it. .

Severus watched Harry's movements, clenched his hands under the robe, and his face became extremely ugly, but he kept condemning himself in his heart, why couldn't he come with Harry? !It's just exposure, what's the big deal, seeing Harry's whole body full of mourning, Severus's heartache couldn't be worse for a moment, what happened?

McGonagall, Flitwick, and Sprout carefully checked the surroundings and turned to look at Harry when they found no one. However, the adults stood next to the 11-year-old Harry and became at a loss. They didn't know what to do. Comforting this sad child, he didn't know what happened to cause Harry to be in this state, so he could only watch Harry's movements in silence.Watching him slowly gather the little black powder together bit by bit, then tear off a piece of robe fabric from his body, wrap it carefully, then tie it tightly, and finally picked up the wand and cast a transfiguration spell on the piece of fabric, turning into a A silver and green wooden box, engraved with gorgeous patterns around it, the pattern wave forms the four characters of 'Professor Quirrell'.

After seeing these four words, the five adults present frowned slightly, but there was a look of "sure enough" in their eyes. After all, from the first day that person came here to apply for the job, they knew that Qi Luo's identity was not simple. , Entering Hogwarts must also have a plan.However, he was completely puzzled by Harry's reaction. Since Quirrell came to steal the Philosopher's Stone, why was Harry so sad?Even built a... shelter for Quirrell?In addition to these, McGonagall responded with some appreciation. After all, Harry’s performance in class is not so outstanding, but he did not expect Harry’s Transfiguration to reach such a level. It can deform external things when there are still things inside. This is the category of advanced transfiguration, not to mention the complex patterns and veins on it, even she can't guarantee that it can be transformed so perfectly.

"Professor Dumbledore." Harry lowered his head and did not look at the professors standing around, including Severus, "I want to go to Professor Quirrell's office for a while. I will pack up Professor Quirrell's belongings, please." Allow." The voice was a little hoarse and deep, although it was still a child's voice, it made the listener unable to restrain the sadness.

Dumbledore opened his mouth, glanced at the deans standing around, especially Severus, and finally sighed, showing signs of exhaustion