Study Days at Hogwarts

  Chapter 472 Leaker

   "I haven't fully figured out how many magical organs Quirrell has already inquired about, but he himself is definitely not as timid as he appears on the surface."

  In the principal's office, Snape was reporting the latest information to Dumbledore.

"I suspect that the magic mechanism you asked us to set up is useless at all." Snape looked at Dumbledore who was sitting at the desk with his hands folded and thinking about the problem, and said expressionlessly: "If Quirrell is really The dark wizard who broke into Gringotts."

   "I never expected those magic mechanisms to stop peepers." Dumbledore said calmly: "But it is undeniable that those magic mechanisms are still working well, don't you think, Severus."

"There is another matter. Harry Potter is investigating the thing you hid on the fourth floor, and he should already know a lot of things." When Snape mentioned Potter, his face could not help revealing With a disgusted expression, "He likes to show off, cause trouble, violate discipline, and be disrespectful just like his father."

   "Other teachers said that the boy was modest, easy-going, and talented." Dumbledore said calmly.

"He might be involved in this matter." Snape's tone suddenly paused, and he said firmly: "No, it should be said that he will definitely be involved in this matter if he is self-righteous. Do you already know something? Who Instructing Quirrell to go to school and steal things behind his back? From what I know of Quirrell, he doesn't seem like a person who has the guts to break into Gringotts and steal."

   "There are already some guesses." Dumbledore moved his gaze to the delicate silverware beside the table that suddenly emitted white smoke.

"who?"

  When Snape asked about this, he couldn't help reaching out and grabbing his arm: "It's him! This is impossible! Isn't he dead? And the Dark Mark has not changed."

   "You should know that Voldemort is not dead yet."

   When Dumbledore mentioned Voldemort, the muscles on Snape's face twitched slightly.

   "Okay, I'll trouble you about Quirrell." Dumbledore ended the conversation on his own initiative.

  After Snape left the principal's office, he couldn't help but narrowed his eyes, looking at the delicate silverware that was emitting white smoke on the table.

"Who is the one?"

  …

  In the room, Albert sat on a chair, flipping through his notebook boredly with the help of a burning torch in front of him. There was a blood-red stone at his feet.

  If Quirrell was here at the moment, he would definitely be able to recognize that this was the legendary Philosopher's Stone. The precious Philosopher's Stone was just thrown on the ground by Albert like garbage.

  Qi Luo will probably be so angry that he vomits blood when he finds out!

   But, having said that, is this thing really the Sorcerer's Stone?

  Albert actually couldn’t judge, but he tried to turn other items into “gold”, but all failed.

  Perhaps, this is just like Albert's initial guess, this is just a stone that looks like the Philosopher's Stone, otherwise how could it be placed here as a seductive bait?

   What if it is really stolen?

  Whether the Philosopher's Stone is real or not, it doesn't matter to Albert anymore. He came here to take risks and break into the magic traps arranged by the professors, in fact, just to complete the task of "James of the Brave".

   As for the Sorcerer's Stone?

  Even if it was true, he couldn't take it away.

   There really was a mission for him to steal the Philosopher's Stone, and Albert would not give up a forest because of a tree.

   Well, in fact, the benefits of betrayal are not big enough.

   Unfamiliar footsteps came from the corridor outside. Albert turned his head to look, and greeted the visitor with a smile: "Good evening, Mr. Dumbledore."

   "Good evening, Mr. Anderson." Dumbledore greeted Albert with a smile. "What are you doing here?"

   "Isn't this obvious? A great adventure." Albert bent down, and under Dumbledore's gaze, he picked up the Philosopher's Stone on the ground. "However, the prize for clearing the level is a bit beyond my expectation."

   "I went to the Mirror of Erised and looked in the mirror, and found that I in the mirror actually took this thing out of my pocket. Your magic mechanism makes me feel incredible."

   As he spoke, Albert stretched out his hand holding the Sorcerer's Stone to Dumbledore, and put the Sorcerer's Stone on the headmaster's hand.

  The latter looked at the Philosopher's Stone in his hand, then looked up at Albert, and asked with a smile, "How do you feel?"

"Feeling? The magic mechanism is quite interesting, but it's a bit simple." Albert grinned and said, "However, my favorite is Professor McGonagall's giant chessboard formation. This kind of large wizard chess is really easy to play. It’s very interesting, it’s a pretty powerful transformation magic. The most annoying thing is Professor Quirrell’s troll level. To be honest, I think the smell is really disgusting and unhygienic.”

   "Actually, I don't really like dealing with trolls, they always make themselves smelly." Dumbledore winked at Albert.

   "It's not very safe here." Albert saw Dumbledore walking towards the magic mirror, and raised his eyebrows: "Are you going to keep the Philosopher's Stone here?"

   "It's fine to keep it here. Generally, greedy people who want to get the Philosopher's Stone cannot take the Philosopher's Stone from the Mirror of Erised."

  Dumbledore raised his wand, cast a complex magic that Albert couldn't understand, and the Philosopher's Stone was hidden in the mirror again.

   "Sir, is this really Mr. Nico's Philosopher's Stone?" Albert asked suddenly.

   "Why do you ask that?"

   "I heard that the Philosopher's Stone can turn anything into 'gold'."

   "Have you tried it?" Dumbledore asked.

   "Yes, after all, it is the legendary Philosopher's Stone." Albert admitted straightforwardly. "However, it failed."

   "The Sorcerer's Stone cannot make gold." Dumbledore patted Albert on the shoulder and said, "Let's go, your partners are still waiting for you, don't let them worry."

  No points were added or deducted, as if nothing happened. Dumbledore was gentle like a grandfather facing his naughty grandson.

  Dumbledore didn't need to drink the antidote, but with a wave of his wand, he easily separated the flames and let them pass through.

   "Sir, is this Fiendfire?" Albert asked looking back at the black flame.

"No, you should have read Fiercefire's information, and you should understand that that kind of flame is difficult to control, and once it gets out of control, it will be a disaster." Dumbledore looked back at Albert and reminded: "In the history of magic, there are Many wizards were burned to death by the out-of-control Fiercefire while trying the Fiercefire Curse."

   "As far as I know, Professor Snape is very good at black magic, at least better than Professor Quirrell." Albert said in a strange tone: "He should know the Fiercefire Curse, and he can control it perfectly!"

  Dumbledore said again: "This is not Fiendfyre, and I will not allow anyone to use that dangerous magic in school."

   "Those two bottles of so-called antidote are actually the same potion, right!" Albert said suddenly.

"why would you say so."

   "Intuition tells me that the two bottles of antidote should be the same." Albert said to himself, "That's just the answer written on the parchment, and the answers may not all be true."

  Albert suddenly felt that Quirrell was very pitiful, being played around like this.

  Dumbledore just smiled and didn't answer.

   Several people came to the exit, Fred, George and Lee Jordan were already here.

   "Gentlemen, please keep tonight's affairs secret." Dumbledore looked around at the four people present and said, "Don't talk about it outside."

   "Of course." The four said in unison.

   "You must swear that you will not tell anyone, nor will you deliberately leak it to anyone." Dumbledore looked at them and said solemnly.

   “We will not tell anyone, and we will not knowingly reveal to anyone.”

   After Albert swore, he glanced at his panel, and it seemed that some new task had been triggered. He opened the panel task while everyone was not paying attention, and was immediately stunned.

  The new mission is: Leaker?

  (end of this chapter)