Chapter 227 Stop the Professor

"To put it simply..." Robert thought for a while, "Everything that the Scarpin Appearance Curse can do can be analyzed through alchemical techniques, but the analytical method of alchemy can not only act on potions, but also some magic spells. It can be analyzed.”

"That sounds really awesome!" Hermione's eyes widened, "Can I really learn this?"

"Okay, but we need to take it slow. Now... you seem to have some secrets you want to share with me." Robert waved his magic wand, and the mud on the ground disappeared, and the messy liquid on the wall disappeared. A fresh fragrance swept through the room, making the whole classroom smell good.

Then, some soft cushions appeared on the ground, along with a pot of black tea and small snacks.

"Come and sit down." Robert asked the two of them to sit down, picked up a biscuit and stuffed it into his mouth. He studied the new magic circle for a long time. After breakfast, he didn't drink a drop of water. To be honest - he was starving to death.

When Harry saw the snacks, he realized that he was also hungry. Quidditch consumed a lot of his energy, and then he eavesdropped on the professors' conversation. Now he was also hungry.

After thanking him, Harry began to enjoy afternoon tea without any burden.

"Huh? Hermione, what's wrong with your eyes?" After getting closer, Robert realized that the circles under his sister-in-law's eyes were actually blue.

"Um, this is...a bit of an accident." Hermione coughed dryly and said nonchalantly, "I was too immersed in watching the game and accidentally bumped into someone else."

Robert looked weird, where did you hit?

Fist?

After casting a healing spell, the bruises on Hermione's face slowly disappeared, and her sister-in-law became beautiful again.

"Pay attention to safety." Robert handed over a mirror. "Everyone gets excited easily when watching the game. It would be bad if something unexpected happens. I heard that Professor Quirrell fell from the stands before."

Hermione couldn't help but stick out her tongue, the culprit was here. She looked in the mirror and found that the bruises on her eye circles had disappeared, and she immediately smiled.

"So...what happened to you?" Robert looked at the two of them, and Hermione began to chatter about their secrets.

Harry also added what he had overheard today, from the discovery of Fluffy to Snape's various anomalies.

"We think Snape wants to steal the Sorcerer's Stone," Hermione concluded, "and he also tried to kill Harry before!"

"..." Robert, who knew a little bit about the plot, said that he was very anxious about how to clean up the death of the arrogant professor and wait online.

"Well..." He thought for a while and said, "Have you... noticed that in your description, another person also has the opportunity to steal the magic stone."

"Is there any?" Both of them were confused.

Robert couldn't help but patted his head and said, "Professor Quirrell!"

Harry twitched the corner of his mouth, "He, what does he need the Sorcerer's Stone for? He can't use that thing to drive away vampires."

Hermione also defended Professor Quirrell, "Yes, Professor Quirrell had no motive to steal the Philosopher's Stone, but Snape is different. He is a potions master and he definitely wants to get a Philosopher's Stone for research."

"Moreover, Snape also threatened Professor Quirrell." Harry looked angrily, as if he despised this behavior. "Professor Quirrell must have put some protective magic on the Sorcerer's Stone. He is a Defense Against the Dark Arts expert." Professor! Snape is forcing him to reveal the way to break the curse!"

Looking at the two people who were filled with indignation, Robert gave up his plan to defend Professor Snape. Anyway, the stubborn arrogant still needed this disguise. If it disrupted his plan, he might still be angry.

He could only move to another question, "Okay, let's not worry about which professor is going to steal the stone. What I'm more curious about is, what do you want to do?"

"Stop him!" Harry said without hesitation, "We must not let him get the Sorcerer's Stone!"

"We must support Professor Quirrell! If he can't withstand Snape's pressure and reveals the flaw in defensive magic, it will be over!" Hermione's face was serious, obviously supporting Harry's view.

Smash it, hit it, Robert felt like his fist was about to move.

Forget it Harry, why did you, Hermione, go all the way?

How much resentment do you have towards Professor Snape? You must take the blame for this, right?

But think about it, Gryffindors have been treated a bit badly by their professors this semester. If it were in the Muggle world, parents would definitely call and reprimand them for bringing their personal emotions into the classroom.

But this is the wizarding world. As Snape's potions master, it is already a great honor to be guided by him.

Howler letter?

nonexistent.

Robert, who felt his head was aching, groaned, "So... you are going to catch the bad guys yourself?"

The two little wizards are a bit stuck.

"It seems...that we should do this?" Harry was a little confused, "But what exactly should we do? Knock Snape out while he is looking for Lu Wei?"

Hermione also racked her brains to think, "Tell Professor McGonagall? No, she won't believe it. Even Hagrid doesn't want to believe it."

"They believed in him too much! That's why he found a flaw!" Harry speculated, "The professors must be made aware of Snape's sinister intentions."

"But... what should we do." Hermione sighed, "We don't have conclusive evidence. The professors will definitely think that it is our nonsense."

Robert didn't know how to answer the conversation anymore. These two little guys put on a big show on their own, so he had better just drink tea.

"However, Professor Snape said that Hagrid's monster returned to that room." Hermione was a little confused, "Has it ever left?"

Harry winced.

Hermione cast her sharp gaze over, "Harry, what did you do?"

Harry coughed twice, and after a long while, he whispered, "Well, during Christmas, I accidentally tore down the door to that room."

"Cough cough cough..." Robert was choked.

"Tear down... the door?" Hermione's forehead was covered with black lines, "Um, okay, Harry, you may... have become a bit stronger recently, but you shouldn't compete with a wooden door. "

Harry was sweating profusely, "No, no, no, that's for a reason, um, I got a gift for Christmas."

As he said that, he took out his invisibility cloak and said, "This is it."

Robert curiously looked at the invisibility cloak, one of the three holy weapons in the HP world.

The thing was more like a ball of silver-gray liquid, and it still emitted a faint silver light when Harry held it in his hand.

This is an alchemical artifact.

Robert was sure of it.