Chapter 112 Professors in the Monitoring Room
What the little guys didn't know was that there was a carefully designed room in the corridor on the fourth floor of Hogwarts.
This room is very secretive and only a few people know of its existence.
In this hidden room, the walls are lined with magical televisions, each screen emitting a soft glow.
One of the TVs was showing the four little guys entering the three-headed dog's room.
Seeing this scene, Snape became a little restless. He already knew the contents of these levels.
Although he had been told that these levels existed to train Potter, his heart still sank when he saw Harry and the others enter.
How could these little guys be so reckless!
If you couldn't find the professor, you could just wait outside. Why did you rush in like that?
Especially Harry, he's just as reckless as his father!
Granger had clearly figured out that the person inside was Quirrell, yet the others weren't afraid at all.
Can anyone tell me why these little guys are so brave?
Just because Quirrell usually behaves like a weakling, these people think they can defeat him?
Innocent!
He is just a first-year student, yet he is so arrogant.
No matter how weak an adult wizard is, he is not someone that a few first-year kids can deal with.
And Malfoy!
Aren't you a Slytherin? How come you are as reckless as some Gryffindor lions?
What about IQ?
I followed someone in when they provoked me.
Relax, relax...
I have been cultivating my character all the time, otherwise, I would rush over now to let them see the power of the Slytherin snake.
Snape clenched his fists, loosening and tightening them, and after seeing Harry's performance, he felt a little relieved.
Harry was clever enough to figure out that music was the key to getting the three-headed dog to sleep.
After discovering that the music in the three-headed dog's room had stopped, he took out a music box and played music.
very good!
They can pass the first level quickly.
There was no need to worry about the trapdoor; Quirrell had not locked it after entering.
As soon as he thought of this, Snape's brows furrowed tightly.
madness!
There is plenty of time, why not explore the route first? !
They all jumped down like dumplings. If there wasn't a devil's net below, every one of these students would have broken their legs.
And, Devil's Snare...
Snape's heart was lifted again. On a TV screen, several little guys were in trouble.
No!
We can't just wait here, we have to go over and take a look now.
Snape gritted his teeth, stood up suddenly, threw away his black robe and walked out the door.
"Severus," Sebastian stopped him, "Have some faith in these little guys!"
"I believe that they can pass the customs smoothly!"
"Do you believe it?" Snape turned his head, and a hint of imperceptible anger was revealed in his calm voice.
"Why would you believe that? If you go any later, they will be strangled to death by the devil's snare."
Sebastian smiled and reassured her, "Look, Miss Granger has found a solution. They will be out of trouble soon."
"Besides, we just made a bet. You bet that these little guys won't break through on their own without the professor."
"Since you've lost, you should accept the defeat and sit down and watch."
Hearing this, Snape's chest rose and fell rapidly several times. In the end, he suppressed the idea of going out and reluctantly returned to his previous seat.
"Even if they pass through the Devil's Snare, what can they do? I can't imagine how they can pass through Professor McGonagall's chessboard."
"Don't tell me you think they can beat those pawn soldiers."
"Don't worry," Sebastian signaled in Dumbledore's direction with his eyes, "The headmaster is always watching and won't let them get into danger."
Hearing Sebastian mention him, Dumbledore turned his eyes away from the TV screen and said to Snape with a smile.
"Severus, stay calm, nothing will happen to them, I promise you!"
"Besides, the situation is now much better than I expected. Look, Harry has already started chasing the key."
"Honestly, Harry's flying skills are really good. No wonder Professor McGonagall is so confident that Gryffindor will win the championship."
Professor McGonagall?
Professor McGonagall is at Durmstrang. She is one of the professors leading the Quidditch team this time, along with Professor Sprout.
Few people in the whole school knew about this, and the students all thought that Dumbledore and Sebastian were leading the team.
The reason for doing this was to confuse Quirrell so that he could steal the Philosopher's Stone without any hesitation.
Sebastian felt a little guilty, and he just told Professor McGonagall that he should take this opportunity to catch the thief in the school.
However, Professor McGonagall had no idea that several professors in the school were all here staring at the magic TV.
And at the forefront of catching the thieves were several first-year wizards.
If Professor McGonagall knew what was going on, she would probably be extremely angry.
Thinking of Professor McGonagall's angry look, Sebastian couldn't help but shrink his neck.
Can't be bothered, can't be bothered!
Fortunately, there was a tall person to hold up the sky when it fell.
Among the people present, Dumbledore is the only one who is of the right size, so let him face Professor McGonagall's wrath.
Thinking of this, Sebastian felt relieved. Just as he was about to pick up the cup and take a sip of ice cola, he heard Professor Flitwick speak.
"Potter's flying skills are indeed good. You see, he has already got the key."
“I’m now looking forward to how they’ll get through the next level.”
"But..." Professor Flitwick shifted his gaze away from the four little guys and looked at Quirrell who was scratching his head on another screen.
"I still can't believe that the thief hiding in the school is Quirrell."
Professor Flitwick looked at Quirrell on TV, his eyes full of heaviness.
Why Quirrell?
He was an outstanding graduate of Ravenclaw and soon became a professor at Hogwarts after graduation.
I have always regarded him as the pride of Ravenclaw.
In my impression, Qi Luo has always been full of love for life.
After he became a professor, he often came to me to show me the flower specimens he had made.
How come after traveling for a year, you become like this?
"Ugh......"
Professor Flitwick sighed deeply and turned to Dumbledore.
"Dumbledore, if possible, can you please help Lukilo as much as possible?"
"I just can't bear to see such a good kid become completely depraved."
