[Deha] World Starlight

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From time to time, there were always strange and strange calls in the Forbidden Forest, spreading along the outline of the forest in the dark night.Yaya whimpers softly every time there is a strange sound, and her stocky body trembles.

"It's timid?" Draco observed Fangya's abnormality, and finally came to the conclusion in disbelief, "Is it such a big coward?"

Harry shrugged again, "Obviously."

After walking for about 10 minutes, there were basically no small branches blocking the road in front of them. There were old tree roots under their feet. Each tree root was almost as thick as a small tree and bulged like a small mound.

Draco could see that Harry looked anxious, his eyes wandering around, never staying in the same place for more than two seconds, as if looking for something.

"Unicorns are such obvious creatures, Harry, they glow in the dark." Draco described imaginatively, "a very soft glow."

Harry was silent for a moment, but he couldn't tell Draco that he wasn't looking for unicorns. "I know," Harry explained again, "I see it every night at home, your birthday present, it's always on my desk."

"Soon it will change its position again, on your birthday. Also, have you noticed that we haven't seen bloodstains for a long time..." Draco switched hands to hold the lamp, just about to say something, left hand A green spark suddenly exploded in the sky next to it.

Draco looked up at the sky in disbelief: "They found it? So quickly?"

"You'll find out when you get there." Harry held his teeth and started to run towards the direction of the sparks.

At last they arrived, breathless, at a mossy stump.Harry could hear the gurgling of the nearby stream, and along the winding path, the line of silver bloodstains glowed softly, like a small stream.

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☆、Forbidden Forest II

Hagrid's face was heavy, and what he said lifted everyone's hearts even higher, "It's never happened before, never heard of a unicorn being hurt...they have a very strong Magic, but this..." Hagrid choked up.

"Oh, think in a good direction." Hagrid rubbed his face roughly. "Since it's hurt so badly, it's impossible to go very far. We'll find it soon!"

They continued on through the dense, dark woods.Neville always turned his head nervously to look around, and this behavior became more and more obvious as he stepped into the depths of the forest - Neville felt as if there were a pair of eyes watching them in the surrounding darkness.The only thing he was happy about was having Hagrid and his crossbow within sight.Time passed very slowly every minute and every second.Neville felt as if his ears were much sharper than usual, as if he could pick up every sigh of the wind, every snap of a branch.

Harry kept an eye on Neville carefully all the way, his brow furrowing tighter and tighter.But it wasn't just Neville who worried him, but also the bloodstains shining on the ground like moonlight—even though he already knew the ending, he still had slight expectations.

At this time, a few minutes had passed since they met, and the group of people was getting deeper and deeper into the forest.Surrounded by thick and strong trees, the lush branches and leaves almost form another sky, but through the intertwined branches in front of you, you can see an open space in front of you - a white figure lying in the moonlight, also exuding As bright as the moon.

Hagrid let out a sob, and led them forward cautiously.

Harry stood where he was, watching the others slowly approaching it through the gap between the branches.He felt that time passed very slowly, as if it had stopped, but after he took the first step, he found that the others had only taken three steps away.

Without the obstruction of the branches, everything came into view, and everyone except Hagrid and Harry froze—yes, it was the unicorn lying there, but it was dead.

Death doesn't affect its beauty, it's just that the beauty is no longer alive... Hermione raised her hand to cover her mouth, as if she couldn't bear to see the scene.Hagrid led them on slowly, but a familiar, eerie gliding sound stopped him.

"Stop—" Hagrid obviously noticed something was wrong at the first moment, he whispered, raised his arms to stop Hermione and Draco who wanted to move forward, and pulled Neville in front again.

A hooded figure emerged from the bushes.It crawled on the ground like a giant python - but everyone knew it was a man - and they watched as the figure came up to the unicorn, bowed its head and began to drink its blood.In the depths of the silent forest, the sound of swallowing seemed to ring in their ears—then the figure raised his head, and the silver blood dripped back to the unicorn's body along the corner of his mouth.No one can see the face under the hood...

Harry's pupils began to shrink uncontrollably, and he gripped his wand tightly, but couldn't lift his hand.

"Ah!" Hermione screamed.

The hooded figure was crawling towards them quickly!Quick!It was not far away from Neville who was standing at the front.

Thanks to Merlin, Hermione's scream at least made Hagrid understand their situation.Fang rubbed against Hagrid's thick thigh, shivering, while Hagrid drew his heavy crossbow.

Almost at the same time, Neville stepped back, clutching his forehead, but fell to the ground.An arrow pierced the air with a whoosh, and at the same time a black figure passed over Neville's head and rushed towards the figure.

Hermione hurriedly trotted a few steps to pull Neville up in a daze, and asked with concern, "Neville, are you alright?"

"My scar felt like it was suddenly on fire." Neville gasped, "and my head felt like it had been split in half with a knife... Can you imagine the pain? Hmm..." He didn't Thinking of a good adjective, I had no choice but to say, "Extremely painful!"

"What was that just now!" Hagrid roared, looking around in circles, making sure they were safe. "Thank you, Firenze! Really, thank you very much."

"Your arrows can drive him away without me." Firenze looked at Neville, who was being supported by Hermione, with his amazingly blue eyes, and asked him, "Are you the boy from the Longbottom family? ’ His eyes rested on Neville's forehead, his hair wet with sweat, the scars showing. "It's not safe in the forest at this time, especially for you. Hagrid shouldn't have brought you in."

Hagrid giggled sheepishly.

After Firenze finished speaking, he looked at Harry again, his eyes were like faint sapphires: "Oh." He sighed suddenly, and looked at Harry carefully a few times, "You are really a magical child, just like the wonderful child in the sky. like the starry sky."

Harry's eyes widened.Suddenly, more hoofbeats came from the other side of the clearing.Ronan and Baine rushed out from the bushes, their belly heaving violently, dripping with sweat.

Thank goodness!Harry was thankful that this topic was interrupted, and he felt that he might never dare to appear in front of the centaurs again.

"Firenze!" Bane asked. "What are you doing? Has something happened?"

"They encountered something that shouldn't appear in the forest." Firenze said lightly.

"You didn't say anything, did you?" Bane suddenly became furious, "You know, we can't reveal the prophecies of astrology to humans."

"Don't be nervous, Bane." Firenze's platinum-blond hair was blown by the wind, "I haven't had time to say anything yet."

"I'm just worried about you." Bain dug the soil and said, "We made an oath, and we will never defy God's will."

"I don't need to tell you, Bane." Firenze flicked his silver ponytail, "The headmaster of Hogwarts will definitely know who killed the unicorn, who swallowed the unicorn's blood and waited for immortality The potion of immortality, and who is crouching in the mud and waiting—"

"Fierenze!" Bane's roar interrupted Firenze.

But Firenze ignored the angry Bane, he looked at Hagrid, and Hagrid's face was as dark as the night: "I never thought—" His voice was full of disbelief.

"Tell your students the importance of the matter." Although Bain kept staring at Firenze, he still finished what he wanted to say, "Destiny and the stars have been misunderstood before, and even the centaurs will inevitably make mistakes. I hope it's the same this time."

"Okay, Firenze, you've said enough." Ronan said softly, "There are many secrets hidden in the forest, and there are many secrets hidden in the heads of wizards. They will understand."

Harry looked at Ronan suddenly, his eyes were full of astonishment, but Ronan blinked his big warm eyes and said again: "Mars is very bright tonight."

"I've heard that one too many times today," muttered Hagrid.

"You guess he means we have a lot of knowledge in our heads?" Hermione asked Neville in a low voice.She obviously only noticed the first half of Ronan's sentence.

The journey back was long and boring. Hagrid was silent all the time, and everyone was silent. They walked through the woods silently, without speaking for a long time.Harry had thought Hagrid wouldn't want to tell them about unicorn blood.However, just as they were passing through a particularly dense bush, and a small patch of warm light could be seen in the distance, Hagrid suddenly spoke.

"Do you know what unicorn blood can be used for?" Hagrid didn't seem to mean to ask them to answer this question, because he answered it himself, "How do you know, in class you only know Use its horns and tail hairs."

Draco blinked his gray eyes, his lips pursed.

"Killing a unicorn is a terrible thing." Hagrid organized the words, "They have powerful magic, but they are pure and helpless. Every part of a unicorn has powerful magic power , but only blood has the ability to extend life...even if you have only one breath left." His beard was shaking, and his tone was full of disbelief, "but I have never heard of anyone relying on the power of unicorns. Blood prolongs life—this is a forbidden technique, no wizard has ever dared to try it—as long as one drinks the blood of a unicorn, the whole person is no different from a living corpse.”

"But now there is such a crazy person?" Harry said, "According to Firenze, this person will get another life-extending potion that has no side effects at all? Is there such a thing in this world? ?”

Hermione covered her mouth, and she glanced at Neville.

Neville paled, but he nodded resolutely.

"Well, that's not something you kids should worry about," said Hagrid gruffly. "Whether Voldemort is real or not..."

"You mean Voldemort?" Hermione was even more terrified, "But isn't he dead? Neville clearly—"

Hagrid looked like he wanted to sew his mouth shut, but he still said this to Hermione, "Everyone says he's dead, but I don't think Voldemort has much humanity left in him, so it's impossible to die... ...but you'd better believe he's dead."

Draco clenched his fists tightly.

The forest seemed to become noisy all of a sudden, a gust of wind blew by, every leaf rustled, and the sound of a few big birds fluttering far away in the night.

After finishing speaking, Hagrid nodded his heavy head again: "Don't tell what happened tonight," he repeated cautiously, "When you return to Hogwarts, don't talk about tonight with anyone. What happened. Remember, everything is just our conjecture, I will tell Dumbledore about it—you just need to prepare for the exam, and you don’t need to worry about the rest.”

After confirming that everyone nodded in agreement, Hagrid took them with big strides towards Hogwarts.

Slytherins and Gryffindors said goodbye and goodnight in the Great Hall.

At the intersection of midnight and early morning, the underground corridor leading to Slytherin looked cold and long.Harry blinked his sour eyes, thinking that the best thing that happened this night was that the weekend was coming, and he could sleep in a peaceful sleep.

However, there is one more thing that must be resolved while it is hot before going to bed.Harry thought about Draco's strange behavior since hearing Voldemort's name, and he couldn't care less about phrasing his words in his head to make his words a little more reasonable.

Harry sneaked a glance at Draco out of the corner of his eye, and realized that the situation might be worse than he imagined—Draco's head was slightly lowered, and his back was not as straight as before when he didn't go down the stairs.

"What Hagrid said is not necessarily true, it's just a guess, isn't it?" Harry said with difficulty, "The whole wizarding world knows that You-Know-Who is dead, so—"

"No." Draco said coldly, still bowing his head, "he's not dead, or he's not dead at all. No Death Eater family, faithful or not, can't simply believe that Voldemort is dead, because no one can bear the consequences of guessing wrong." Harry began to feel that the "fall with the wind" in Draco's mouth was worth thinking about, but when he heard the word "Voldemort" from Draco's mouth When he said it, he really felt that the previous things were not important anymore.

The hidden meaning between "Dark Lord" and "You-Know-Who" and "Voldemort" is not just fear, but a position.Harry had always felt that way.

"You don't know how many dark magic utensils Malfoy's family has that can be given to our family to rot in Azkaban (indeed, I only know that your father sold less than half of them at Bojinbok. Harry is in I thought to myself), you don’t know what secret my father is hiding, and neither do I.” Draco’s voice was as calm as ever, even though his body was shaking slightly, “Harry, you don’t know what my parents went through What horrors, even after Sirius persuaded them to switch sides. Pure-bloods don't mean murderers!"

Harry fell silent.

The 11-year-old Draco has known and been exposed to darkness far beyond what his age can bear. Maybe this is the tutor of the Malfoy family?

Even though something in his heart had collapsed, Harry still used his Seeker's reflexes to hug Draco in the first place. "Your body is stiff, you're shaking..." Harry leaned his head back into Draco's ear and said, "Draco, you seem as cold as the air."

When this hug lasted for the fifth second, Draco finally spread his arms around Harry, and his hug was very strong, like a person who was about to freeze to death hugging the only warmth in the long dark night, like I want to use this hug to dispel all the anxiety and fear in my body.

"Harry." Draco whispered softly, resting his chin on Harry's left shoulder, "You don't know what it's like to have the Dark Mark on your father's arm...it won't go away, and it's gone after that year It's not shallow any more."

Harry chuckled: "I think I can probably understand this, Regulus has one on his arm, and I always feel like Sirius has one on his arm...you understand."

Draco nodded slightly, and Harry felt an itchy shoulder. "I'm better," he said, and let go of Harry.

Harry saw the suspicious blush on his face sharply, and secretly pulled the corners of his mouth.

"Okay, now we finally have to say the password to go in." Harry patted the wall, "Tomorrow if Crabbe and the others ask when we are coming back, just say the current time and let them know that labor punishment is a matter of time." What a horrible thing."

The unique green light of Slytherin was revealed from the stone door.

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☆、The end of the period represents happinessⅠ

Perhaps only those who have done enough review work seriously can face the fierce eight-subject exam with a normal heart (Astronomical wrote a lengthy paper on stars), of course, he also needs a soul that is already in seventh grade .

The midday sun was as warm as icing on a cake, and the sky was as blue as a sea of ​​forget-me-nots.Harry and Draco were lazily lying on the lawn, waiting for the unified make-up exam after the Gryffindor student flying exam.Oh, of course it’s not for the two of them to take the make-up exam. You must know that the flight test is simply a circle around Hogwarts at three altitudes within the specified time. The two of them basically ride on broomsticks and move their hands and legs. It's over.

However, there are always some people, due to their huge stature, clumsy movements, and a heart so nervous that they forget to turn when they see the wall, what awaits them is only Mrs. A make-up flight.

Draco blinked his gray eyes as he saw that most of the Gryffindors in the sky had completed their exams. "Harry, don't you think that Crabbe and Goyle... ahem, a big reason is that poor old Comet can't bear their weight?" Draco was very gentlemanly and didn't say Crabbe and Goyle. Goyle's misery.

"Oh, maybe." Harry opened his eyes, "Where did Gryffindor fly?"

Draco sat up and picked up the glasses Harry left on the lawn to help him put them on, and at the same time answered his previous question: "If that Longbottom who survived the catastrophe can get off the broom safely, then Gryffindor it's over."

Harry also sat up. He rubbed his temples and said, "He has some shadows about flying. I think Mrs. Hooch can understand."

Obviously, Harry's words reminded Draco of something that he thought was very bad - the memory ball incident of the last cold war between him and Harry.The smile on Draco's face disappeared in an instant, and Harry also noticed this extremely obvious change.

"I don't want to talk about it anymore."

"Oh, let's change the subject and talk about the next exam?"

Draco and Harry said at the same time, then looked at each other and smiled slowly.

"Okay," Draco said, "Although I'd rather talk about going to Diagon Alley to buy a broom during the holidays, we can bring brooms to school in second grade!"

"Nimbus 2000?" Harry thought for a while and said, "I saw it in Diagon Alley last year, and it wasn't bad."

"Not necessarily, the Nimbus series will have a new model, maybe you can consider other brands..." Speaking of the broom, Draco suddenly wanted to ask Harry something, "James never thought of getting it for you secretly. A broom? After all, he'd love you flying around the Quidditch pitch every day."

"Of course there is. Especially after I wrote to him and told him that Dumbledore gave me his invisibility cloak, he wrote directly to say that he would mail me a Nimbus 2000 and let me wear the invisibility cloak to the astronomy building at night." Go get the owl."

"And then?" Draco had already guessed the result, Harry had never told him about it and hadn't seen the broom, and he could count the number of times he went out in the Invisibility Cloak on one hand.

"Then my mother's letter came right after me, telling me that the new broom was well placed in the broom house, waiting for me to unpack it when I came home from vacation." Harry looked at the distant scenery and shrugged, "Sometimes I I'm really happy for my parents because they love each other and understand each other."

"They love you too, Harry," Draco said, "and I love you too."

Harry smiled and rolled his eyes, "I love you too, Draco." He seemed to want to say something deep in his heart, but in the end he didn't, "I'm very lucky to know you, and grow up with you."

The breeze blew past the green grass and then blew into the distance, causing small ripples on the surface of the Black Lake, and the leaves in the Forbidden Forest rustled.The sun is mild, the air is fresh, and the young years are as meaningful as the landscape paintings hanging in Hogwarts.

"Harry - Draco -" Goyle's high-pitched yell interrupted it all.Draco stared at the two running over, his ears flushed.

"I looked up both of your grades when Mrs. Hooch wrote an 'A' after both of our names," Goyle said excitedly, "O! Both of you are O!"

"Isn't this a matter of course?" Draco laughed at their fuss.

"Of course, is there a higher score besides 'O'?" Harry and Draco said together, in exchange for Crabbe and Goyle staring unwillingly after being crushed.

"Okay." Harry stood up and pulled Draco up from the lawn again, "What's the test in the afternoon? Charms?"

"No, the written test is arranged before the practical operation, and the astronomy test is in the afternoon." Draco tidied up his clothes, "Now let's go to dinner."

Astronomy exams were fine except that the classroom was too hot, and practical exams were even more fine—Harry and Draco easily tap-danced pineapple across desks and turned rats into court snuff bottles, except Harry Sneezing during the Potions exam gave Snape a reason to give him an 'E'.

Harry felt that the exam was much easier than the usual class, and he would be fine after two or three subjects a day.However, the day of the herbal medicine and magical creature exam was a little bit miserable-they had just dealt with the struggling potions in the greenhouse in the morning, and they were covered in dirt, and they were going to spend the afternoon in Hagrid's squirting ink. Tell the worm all you know about it, and answer Hagrid's random questions.

Finally, there is the History of Magic, which Harry is best at—professor Binns really gave out the contents of the long history, and Harry answered very easily.At last Professor Binns looked at his watch and told them to put down their quills and roll up their answer parchments, all the first years cheered.

Harry and Draco walked out of the castle with their classmates, strolled unsteadily by the Black Lake, planning how to spend a happy week.Draco said he would get a big bonus if he could get all the "O's".

"Isn't that all 'O's?" Harry asked.

"No, one hundred gold Galleons per subject." Draco asked Harry, "Didn't Mama Lily say she would reward you?"

"My reward is probably the broom in the broom house." Harry couldn't help but count how much reward Draco would get in seven years... Then he slumped against the tree, seeing that Draco looked like a The bouncing big gold gallon.

A big squid in the black lake not far away is lying in the warm shallow water basking in the sun, George, Fred and Lee Jordan are squatting by the lake... and not far from them, Neville, Hermione and Ron are standing in the tree Down to enjoy the cool.

Harry leaned against a tree by the Black Lake, watching Neville suddenly stand up and run down the lawn, Ron and Hermione chased after him, and the three of them gradually ran away in the direction of Hagrid's cabin, with a twitch at the corner of their mouths. Smile.

Now, he just needs to wait patiently and plan how to participate.

"Obviously Hagrid didn't realize that he told Lu Wei's secret to a man wearing a hood! Does everyone know that as long as Hagrid is drunk, it is easy to trick him!" Far away from Hagrid's hut, Wei finally couldn't help shouting, "That's probably Snape under the hood! Or it's Voldemort——Hagrid simply told Lu Wei's secret like that! "

"Oh, Neville..." Ron whispered, "I think that must be Snape under the hood, do you remember his foot injury before? He must have been coaxing Hai in the bar because he couldn't get past Fluffy. The Mysterious Man is his leader, waiting for him to deliver the Sorcerer's Stone to him." Ron's guess was approved by Neville and Hermione.

"The matter is very important." Neville said, "We got this news too late, we must find a good solution..." They ran back to the castle quickly and decided to tell Dumbledore about these things. It's the best way they can think of.

But there was only one problem - they didn't know where Dumbledore's office was.

The turning point also appeared very quickly. Professor McGonagall appeared in the foyer holding a large stack of books. She seemed to be about to go upstairs. When she saw the three of them, she asked, "Why didn't you three go out?" Professor McGonagall Glancing at the fine weather outside the door.

"We want to see Professor Dumbledore," said Hermione bravely before Professor McGonagall stepped up the stairs.

The turning point came and went quickly——"Want to see Professor Dumbledore?" Coincidentally, Professor Dumbledore left 10 minutes ago, emergency."

"Hmm..." Professor McGonagall looked at the collapsed faces of the three of them, and asked hesitantly, "Do you have any important matters? Parents?"

"No, Professor." Neville hesitated whether to say it, but Hermione gave him a firm look. They believed Professor McGonagall completely. "It's about the Philosopher's Stone—someone tried to steal it!"

The shocked expression on Professor McGonagall's face turned serious again after hearing the second half of the sentence: "Well, I don't know how you know about the Philosopher's Stone, but it is tightly protected, trust me, no one can steal it."

"Professor..." Neville wanted to say something, but Professor McGonagall obviously didn't intend to give him a chance to speak, "Okay, you guys go outside to bask in the sun, don't worry about the Philosopher's Stone, think about it just now The exam is good too." Professor McGonagall went up the stairs after speaking.

Neville, Ron, and Hermione looked at each other, and walked out dejectedly, but they didn't plan to bask in the sun and die.They were distracted, so they didn't see Harry walking towards the door, and they didn't seem to wake up until Neville and Harry bumped into each other.

"Hey, Harry." Hermione greeted first with a cover-up, "What are you doing?"

"I'm coming..." Harry pointed to the upstairs and was about to speak when he saw the same expressions of the three people in front of him who were clearly worried. He asked in some surprise, "What's wrong with you? Did you know the score? Did you do badly in the exam? "

"No, we're not doing it because of grades," Neville said feebly, and then he looked up at Harry suddenly as if suddenly thinking of something, "No, Harry, I mean can you do us a favor?"

"Oh, of course." Harry said lightly, shrugging.

The next second he was being pulled away by Neville - Neville explaining to Harry what the hell was going on, Hermione and Ron filling in what he had missed.

"Just tonight," Neville pulled Harry far away, Hermione Ron followed closely, and finally they stopped in the empty corridor, "Snape is going through the trapdoor tonight He got everything he needed, and now he's tricked Dumbledore out of school—" Harry bumped into Neville, and then said loudly, "Good afternoon, Professor."

Neville raised his head in a daze, seeing Snape standing at the end of the corridor, his fleshy face turned pale for a moment, and he was terrified.

"Good afternoon." Snape glanced at the three Gryffindors behind Harry, "In this weather, you shouldn't be staying indoors." He said with a half-smile, "And there are still three Gryffindors Ryffindor with a Slytherin, I'd think you were bullying our house."

"We were -" said Neville, not really knowing what he was going to say.

"Professor," Harry said, looking up at Snape, "we're just walking down the corridor and talking about the exam we just finished." There was a sly gleam in his green eyes, "There's no rule about Slater Lin can't discuss it with Gryffindor."

"No." It was the first time Neville and the others found that Snape was so easy to talk.

"But I have to advise you Gryffindors," Snape looked at Neville, "you can't afford to lose any more points, and of course if you plan to send the House Cup directly to Slytherin, just treat it as me." Didn't say a word last time."

"Also, Mr. Potter." Snape locked Harry's cold gaze, "Just a word of warning - if you continue to wander around in the middle of the night, I will personally fire you."

"Professor, please, I'll tell Draco." Harry said with a smile.

Snape snorted coldly, as if he felt that Harry's mud would not stick to the wall, then he walked past them and strode towards the staff room.

☆、The end of the term represents happiness Ⅱ

The four walked farther this time, and they finally stopped in a remote corner.Now Neville was not only sure that none of the professors could hear them, but that no one else could.

"To be honest, it's not that I'm partial or anything," Harry looked at the three of them and said seriously, "Professor Snape probably wouldn't be the one who planned to steal the Philosopher's Stone—although your analysis does make sense and There is also a lot of evidence... Of course, this is also my personal opinion..."

Neville looked at Harry, he understood Harry very well, Snape was the Head of Slytherin after all. "If we just thought Snape was the one who was going to steal the Philosopher's Stone, would you still help us?" he asked Harry.

Harry nodded: "I will help you, and I also want to see who is trying to steal the Philosopher's Stone."

"But," Harry smiled, "I have no idea what you're going to do? To the right corridor on the fourth floor? The last madness before the holidays?"

"Probably," said Hermione, and Harry noticed a fearless look on her face.

They spent the rest of the day briefly explaining to Harry what they were going to do, and why.Harry showed a very high tolerance, even if they mentioned You-Know-Who (Ron) and Voldemort (Neville) many times.Neville also felt compelled to thank Harry for facing Voldemort in the Forbidden Forest, as he felt that Harry believed them so much because he had seen them.

Oh, of course not.

If Neville knew that Harry had been waiting for them outside the gate for a long time, and had calculated the time to meet them at the gate, he would never have thought so.

Harry listened to the three people talking in front of him about what he had personally experienced before and what he had secretly promoted this year, trying to show surprise, shock, disbelief and other emotions on his face at the right time, and then , and finally they all finished speaking, Harry also asked a crucial sentence: "Okay, I probably understand. But what are you going to do? Find a time to go through the trapdoor?"

Neville was silent, and Ron and Hermione were also silent. They actually didn't have any plans now, and all their actions were pushed away.

But... "That's how it ends up," said Neville. "After curfew, I think? We'd better not let anyone find out."

Harry showed some surprise when he heard this: "Today?"

"Yes," Neville analyzed, "S...no matter who wants to steal the Sorcerer's Stone, today is a good opportunity, not to mention that Professor Dumbledore is likely to be lured away by that person...so the sooner we act Alright, let's try to get the Philosopher's Stone first."

"That's it." Luo