Chapter 73 Heroes
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Bai Bai Le Kai Shui
Tver put away the parchment with satisfaction.
In fact, he stayed in the office all the time. Whether he was going to see Quirrell or making trouble in the Forbidden Forest, the dummy he made did it on his behalf.
As for him who has sufficient alibi, of course he is waiting for the kind-hearted Quirrell to help him get the magic stone~
Casting a disillusionment spell on himself, Tver slowly left the office and walked to the fourth floor.
When he came to the corridor, the harp arranged by Quirrell had stopped, and the three-headed dog was approaching him with its keen sense of smell.
This is not possible. What will happen if Harry and the others come?
Wave your magic wand and continue to let the harp play music. It will sound until at least tomorrow night, enough for the three-headed dog to have a good sleep.
After doing all this, the trio wearing invisibility cloaks just arrived in a hurry.
Coincidentally, Tver also experienced the feeling of a bystander with great interest.
In fact, at the beginning of the semester, Turville thought that Harry and Ron's academic performance was in the poor category.
But after half a year of teaching, he realized that this was a wrong impression.
They just don't like previews and rarely review theoretical content after class.
But he was very serious about listening to lectures and taking notes in class. Of course, his grades were not as good as Hermione's, but Harry could be said to be above average.
Ron is slightly worse, but it can't be said to be very bad, probably between ExceedsExpectations and Acceptable.
Moreover, in actual combat, the three of them all played roles to varying degrees when passing the arrangements of the professors.
Ron's game of chess was absolutely exquisite. While ensuring the safety of Hermione and Harry, he bravely used himself as a bait to successfully defeat Black.
Even if Tver plays in person, it may not be so perfect.
Of course, those chess pieces couldn't hurt him.
After that, Hermione's knowledge reserve and logical reasoning were very good, but compared to Ron's contribution, her role was slightly inferior.
All the way to the last room, Harry held the bottle of advancing potion tightly in his hand and took a deep breath.
"Go back to Ron and take him out to find Hedwig to deliver a message to Dumbledore. If you meet other professors, you can tell them, even Professor Welfare, okay?"
"But, do you want to go and face Snape alone?" Hermione pulled Harry's arm worriedly, "I shouldn't have agreed to let you come here. Leave the Philosopher's Stone to Snape!"
"How could you think that?" Harry was confused by Hermione's retreat.
"I...I, well, I have been thinking about a question for a while. Why did Snape steal the Sorcerer's Stone?"
"For gold, or for immortality?"
"I thought so before, until tonight," Hermione showed an unusually shrewd look, "You said that Professor Welfare mentioned the master and relied on the blood of unicorns to survive. In the magical world, , who are such characters?”
Harry swallowed, frowned and spoke out the answer he had vaguely guessed in his mind.
"You mean, Voldemort?"
"Yes, only he would want to get the magic stone and then be resurrected!"
"But isn't he already dead?"
Hermione shook her head gently, "I don't know, but whether it is or not, I can't let you take this risk!"
Harry smiled easily.
"If it's really Voldemort, shouldn't I go over and stop him?"
Hermione looked at the determined Harry and found that she really couldn't say the words to make him give up.
"Well, if you must do this, then bring this." She thrust the two badges into Harry's hands.
"This is?"
"This is Ron's and my Iron Armor Curse badge, as well as your own. Be sure to wear it. Although powerful magic can penetrate the Iron Armor Curse, if my understanding is correct, when you are in danger, These three badges will work at the same time, especially Ron’s one!”
Harry glanced at the badge in his hand blankly, "Then why didn't Ron use this badge when it was on the chessboard?"
Hermione blinked, and her eyes suddenly became wet.
"He said that only heroes like you are qualified to use this."
"When you go back, remember to tell him for me to be louder," Harry sniffed and said firmly, "He is more like a hero than anyone I have ever seen."
Hermione's tears couldn't stop streaming down her face, and she gave Harry a tight hug.
"And you, you are also the bravest person in my mind, but you should tell him that in person when the time comes!"
After saying that, they stopped delaying and walked to both ends of the room.
Tver's mouth twitched as he watched.
It was such a good scene that it felt like life and death. He really wanted to go up and knock Hermione on the little head.
Don't set up such a flag casually!
However, I didn't expect that Hermione could analyze so many things in just one sentence. She was indeed the wisest person in the trio.
After Harry walked into the next room, he quickly emitted an almost invisible red light, hitting Hermione with perfect accuracy and causing her to faint to the ground.
"I can't really let you go out so soon~"
Tver lifted her onto the table and arranged the flames again at the two doorways of the room.
But this time, it was his fire that was strengthened.
After doing all this, he suppressed his excitement and walked in slowly.
Although the Philosopher's Stone no longer has the effect of slowing down the curse for him, for the soul of Voldemort in the Horcrux, it can help him create a barely usable body.
Just thinking about having a Dark Lord as his subordinate was enough to excite Tver.
It's still the same room, but this time the protagonists are Quirrell and Harry.
Oh, and there's a Voldemort.
But Quirrell seemed very impatient and exposed himself wildly.
"——Snape?" He smiled contemptuously, "That idiot was fooled around by me and Foley. Of course, Foley is also an idiot!"
Harry, wearing three badges, is fearless.
"I don't allow you to say that about Professor Welfare!"
"Ha, I didn't expect him to have a little fan." Quirrell narrowed his eyes contemptuously and turned to look at the Mirror of Erised.
"It's just that he can't come to save you now. On the contrary, without his help, I really wouldn't have gotten here so easily."
"However, he said that this mirror is where the Magic Stone is stored, but he did not tell me how to obtain it."
"I can see the Philosopher's Stone in my hand, but it's in the mirror."
"Damn it, I didn't get it, so he can't even think about it!"
Quirrell was talking to himself there, groping with his hands on the mirror, and the expression on his face became more and more irritable.
According to the plan, he should have obtained the Philosopher's Stone by now, then left Hogwarts through the secret passage, and flew away with his master!
If it continues like this, Dumbledore will be able to come back, let alone Tver!
"Use that boy..." A faint voice came from his head.
This voice made Harry shiver all over, and he seemed to realize where the Voldemort mentioned by Hermione was.
But his body was uncontrollably pulled in front of Quirrell and in front of the mirror.
"Look in the mirror and tell me, where is the Philosopher's Stone?!"
Quirrell stared at Harry's face ferociously, the wand in his hand sparkling because of his master's impatience.
"I don't know," Harry felt his pockets sink, and his heart suddenly sank, "I... I only saw that we won the Academy Cup, and Professor Foley was encouraging me and saying that I did well. "
"He's lying!" Voldemort suddenly shouted, "The Philosopher's Stone is in his pocket, kill him directly!"
In fact, he stayed in the office all the time. Whether he was going to see Quirrell or making trouble in the Forbidden Forest, the dummy he made did it on his behalf.
As for him who has sufficient alibi, of course he is waiting for the kind-hearted Quirrell to help him get the magic stone~
Casting a disillusionment spell on himself, Tver slowly left the office and walked to the fourth floor.
When he came to the corridor, the harp arranged by Quirrell had stopped, and the three-headed dog was approaching him with its keen sense of smell.
This is not possible. What will happen if Harry and the others come?
Wave your magic wand and continue to let the harp play music. It will sound until at least tomorrow night, enough for the three-headed dog to have a good sleep.
After doing all this, the trio wearing invisibility cloaks just arrived in a hurry.
Coincidentally, Tver also experienced the feeling of a bystander with great interest.
In fact, at the beginning of the semester, Turville thought that Harry and Ron's academic performance was in the poor category.
But after half a year of teaching, he realized that this was a wrong impression.
They just don't like previews and rarely review theoretical content after class.
But he was very serious about listening to lectures and taking notes in class. Of course, his grades were not as good as Hermione's, but Harry could be said to be above average.
Ron is slightly worse, but it can't be said to be very bad, probably between ExceedsExpectations and Acceptable.
Moreover, in actual combat, the three of them all played roles to varying degrees when passing the arrangements of the professors.
Ron's game of chess was absolutely exquisite. While ensuring the safety of Hermione and Harry, he bravely used himself as a bait to successfully defeat Black.
Even if Tver plays in person, it may not be so perfect.
Of course, those chess pieces couldn't hurt him.
After that, Hermione's knowledge reserve and logical reasoning were very good, but compared to Ron's contribution, her role was slightly inferior.
All the way to the last room, Harry held the bottle of advancing potion tightly in his hand and took a deep breath.
"Go back to Ron and take him out to find Hedwig to deliver a message to Dumbledore. If you meet other professors, you can tell them, even Professor Welfare, okay?"
"But, do you want to go and face Snape alone?" Hermione pulled Harry's arm worriedly, "I shouldn't have agreed to let you come here. Leave the Philosopher's Stone to Snape!"
"How could you think that?" Harry was confused by Hermione's retreat.
"I...I, well, I have been thinking about a question for a while. Why did Snape steal the Sorcerer's Stone?"
"For gold, or for immortality?"
"I thought so before, until tonight," Hermione showed an unusually shrewd look, "You said that Professor Welfare mentioned the master and relied on the blood of unicorns to survive. In the magical world, , who are such characters?”
Harry swallowed, frowned and spoke out the answer he had vaguely guessed in his mind.
"You mean, Voldemort?"
"Yes, only he would want to get the magic stone and then be resurrected!"
"But isn't he already dead?"
Hermione shook her head gently, "I don't know, but whether it is or not, I can't let you take this risk!"
Harry smiled easily.
"If it's really Voldemort, shouldn't I go over and stop him?"
Hermione looked at the determined Harry and found that she really couldn't say the words to make him give up.
"Well, if you must do this, then bring this." She thrust the two badges into Harry's hands.
"This is?"
"This is Ron's and my Iron Armor Curse badge, as well as your own. Be sure to wear it. Although powerful magic can penetrate the Iron Armor Curse, if my understanding is correct, when you are in danger, These three badges will work at the same time, especially Ron’s one!”
Harry glanced at the badge in his hand blankly, "Then why didn't Ron use this badge when it was on the chessboard?"
Hermione blinked, and her eyes suddenly became wet.
"He said that only heroes like you are qualified to use this."
"When you go back, remember to tell him for me to be louder," Harry sniffed and said firmly, "He is more like a hero than anyone I have ever seen."
Hermione's tears couldn't stop streaming down her face, and she gave Harry a tight hug.
"And you, you are also the bravest person in my mind, but you should tell him that in person when the time comes!"
After saying that, they stopped delaying and walked to both ends of the room.
Tver's mouth twitched as he watched.
It was such a good scene that it felt like life and death. He really wanted to go up and knock Hermione on the little head.
Don't set up such a flag casually!
However, I didn't expect that Hermione could analyze so many things in just one sentence. She was indeed the wisest person in the trio.
After Harry walked into the next room, he quickly emitted an almost invisible red light, hitting Hermione with perfect accuracy and causing her to faint to the ground.
"I can't really let you go out so soon~"
Tver lifted her onto the table and arranged the flames again at the two doorways of the room.
But this time, it was his fire that was strengthened.
After doing all this, he suppressed his excitement and walked in slowly.
Although the Philosopher's Stone no longer has the effect of slowing down the curse for him, for the soul of Voldemort in the Horcrux, it can help him create a barely usable body.
Just thinking about having a Dark Lord as his subordinate was enough to excite Tver.
It's still the same room, but this time the protagonists are Quirrell and Harry.
Oh, and there's a Voldemort.
But Quirrell seemed very impatient and exposed himself wildly.
"——Snape?" He smiled contemptuously, "That idiot was fooled around by me and Foley. Of course, Foley is also an idiot!"
Harry, wearing three badges, is fearless.
"I don't allow you to say that about Professor Welfare!"
"Ha, I didn't expect him to have a little fan." Quirrell narrowed his eyes contemptuously and turned to look at the Mirror of Erised.
"It's just that he can't come to save you now. On the contrary, without his help, I really wouldn't have gotten here so easily."
"However, he said that this mirror is where the Magic Stone is stored, but he did not tell me how to obtain it."
"I can see the Philosopher's Stone in my hand, but it's in the mirror."
"Damn it, I didn't get it, so he can't even think about it!"
Quirrell was talking to himself there, groping with his hands on the mirror, and the expression on his face became more and more irritable.
According to the plan, he should have obtained the Philosopher's Stone by now, then left Hogwarts through the secret passage, and flew away with his master!
If it continues like this, Dumbledore will be able to come back, let alone Tver!
"Use that boy..." A faint voice came from his head.
This voice made Harry shiver all over, and he seemed to realize where the Voldemort mentioned by Hermione was.
But his body was uncontrollably pulled in front of Quirrell and in front of the mirror.
"Look in the mirror and tell me, where is the Philosopher's Stone?!"
Quirrell stared at Harry's face ferociously, the wand in his hand sparkling because of his master's impatience.
"I don't know," Harry felt his pockets sink, and his heart suddenly sank, "I... I only saw that we won the Academy Cup, and Professor Foley was encouraging me and saying that I did well. "
"He's lying!" Voldemort suddenly shouted, "The Philosopher's Stone is in his pocket, kill him directly!"
