Sign In To Hogwarts, I Lead The Magical Revolution

After giving the order, Amber simply put away the Narcissus Echo, leaving only the Mirror of Charlie as the most basic protection, and came to the cabinet.

Looking at the delicate copper lock on the bezel, Amber pulled out his wand, took a deep breath, and said slowly:

"The Door Opens"

The spell was fired, and the shutters burst with a sound.

Compared with the mainstream Alaho cave opening, the magic of door opening is older and more violent, and will cause irreversible damage to the lock.

Certainly also more efficient and saves magic power.

As expected, the two baffles suddenly exploded with a sour cracking sound.

At the same time as the baffle was blasted, a translucent cobra quickly sprang out of the cabinet and exploded in mid-air.

At the same time, in the entire office, countless ancient runes emerged from the walls, complementing the transparent cobras in the air.

In an instant, the cobra turned into a number of transparent chains, surrounding the entire office, and then a clear light shot out of the Hogwarts tower, before falling on the Quidditch pitch in a blink of an eye.

At the Quidditch pitch at this time, Quirrell was approaching and staring at Harry, trying to interfere with his broomstick.

However, due to the various movements of the Weasley twins in mid-air, which constantly interfered with Quirrell's gaze, his actions were not as smooth as in the original book.

Plus the annoying curse that Snape was chanting silently. Makes the effects of Quirrell's spell almost invisible.

Harry wasn't as dangerous as in the original book, he just held onto the young master tightly. Although he couldn't land, his life was not in danger.

However, at this moment, feeling the signal coming from the castle, Quirrell's face changed greatly.

This layer of protection was arranged by Voldemort with his own hands. He naturally knew that since this layer of realm had been touched, his office had now almost become someone else's bag.

"Idiot! Idiot! Go and catch that intruder"!

Voldemort's angry voice kept echoing in Quirrell's mind, and he naturally knew that the things stored here in his cabinet were almost all of Voldemort's heritage in the past ten years.

Now that he is ready to seek the Philosopher's Stone, Voldemort will naturally show all his cards.

No one knew what Dumbledore was, but Voldemort knew very well that the old man was one of the most terrifying people in the world, hardly one of them.

In this case, Voldemort took out almost all his belongings in order to take food out of his hands.

Not to mention, he also wanted to take this opportunity to open up Slytherin's legacy once and for all and restore his former glory once and for all.

But now that all of this is about to fall into the hands of the intruder who broke into his office, how can this keep Voldemort from getting angry?

Voldemort would have taken over Quirrell's body by now, if not for some sanity.

But even so, he sent a series of blessings, urged the ups and downs, and hurried back to the office to find the intruder. As for Harry Potter on the field, he had already left him behind.

Seeing that Quirrell hurriedly stood up and walked back, while Harry's broom, who had been restless, finally regained his calm.

The Weasley twins in midair looked at each other with inexplicable expressions on their faces.

Watching Harry take a dive and lift the golden squid high, the Weasley brothers' final mission on the field was finally completed.

They avoided the congratulations coming from a group of teammates, and the two gave each other a high-five. They quickly went from a secret to the first to return to the castle to ambush, waiting for Quirrell's only path.

On the other side, Hermione, who also received Amber's instructions, gathered up her courage and came to Snape.

"Miss Granger. I hope you didn't come to me for some trivial matter. You must know that I am not your dean and have no obligation to care about your reckless mistakes.

Hearing Snape's usual cynicism, Hermione's breathing quickened instinctively.

But thinking of Amber's solemn entrustment before, he still held back the anger in his heart. Said to Snape for the reasons previously made up:

"Professor, I just went back to school to put it on the toilet, and found someone hurried over."

"Miss Granger, I don't think there's anything in the school rules forbidding others to sprint around the school, and if that were the case, all of you Gryffindors would be expelled."5

"But Professor, I saw him coming from the side of your office. And there's a strong smell of potion on him, I wonder if—"

Before Hermione's words were finished, Snape's face changed instantly.

He pulled Hermione away, the black robe behind him tumbled, and hurried towards his office at an unprecedented speed.

Seeing Snape's figure disappear behind the castle gate, Hermione's well-behaved face showed a sly and pretty smile.

He took out something like a black brick from his robe, put it gently to his mouth, and said:

|| I've finished it here, and it's up to you.

"Got it, Miss Hermione, let's watch our show next. 99

Already waiting for the impatient Weasley twins to jump up, George gave his brother a strange wink, then picked up a pile of books, lowered his head, and rammed into a corner.

And on the other side of the corner was Quirrell, who had just returned from outside with a hurried look.

With a bang, the two slammed into each other fiercely.

The book in George's hand fell squarely on Quirrell's head, leaving both Quirrell and Voldemort feeling dizzy as they fell. He couldn't feel Fred, who was silently touching him from the other side.

"I'm sorry, I'm really sorry (Li Zhaozhao), Professor Quirrell, are you alright?

Fred swore that he had never seen George so well-behaved and polite since the day he was born.

But as a good brother, he can't just live up to the other party's performance robbery.

He quietly approached Quirrell, watched Quirrell hurriedly protecting his scarf, smiled silently, and took out a pile of various test tubes from his body.

Then, the precious potions in these test tubes were poured onto the hem of Quirrell's robe.

Seeing that the plan was successful, the two brothers quickly left here, leaving only Quirrell to tidy up his scarf by himself.

Then, just as he had just finished disposing of the scarf, he was relieved, and wanted to continue straight to the office, when a voice full of anger suddenly sounded behind him.

"Professor Quirrell. Did you rush back to the castle just to steal my potion?"