Chapter 254 Arrived as expected

"Harry, I have something to tell you. Don't be afraid."

After dinner, Hermione pulled Harry and Ron to a deserted place and started to give them a warning.

"Can I not know?" Harry swallowed.

"No!" The little witch refused forcefully.

"Okay, so what did you find?"

After Hermione looked around to make sure it was safe again, she lowered her voice and stared at the two of them and said, "According to my observation, the headmaster and the professor seemed to have deliberately let Quirrell steal the Philosopher's Stone!"

"That's impossible!" Harry shook his head decisively to deny, "Principal Dumbledore can't help dark wizards!"

Ron beside him also nodded, saying that this view was too outrageous.

"But what if they are testing your abilities? Otherwise, there is no way to explain their tolerance of Quirrell and why Dumbledore didn't keep the Philosopher's Stone close to him. I think that would be safer than guarding it with a three-headed dog." Hermione pointed out the key point.

"What do you mean? What abilities do I have?" Harry was puzzled.

"The original prophecy, Harry, you are the one who can defeat the Dark Lord!"

"That's just a rumor. You know my true situation. I can cast a few simple spells. Do I have to rely on those to defeat the Dark Lord?!" Harry actually disliked his identity as the son of prophecy. Compared with this exaggerated reputation, he would rather be an ordinary person.

"But you did defeat the Dark Lord, Harry. Maybe you have a power that you don't know about. I think this may be the reason why the headmaster and professors want to test." Hermione didn't say it too clearly because she couldn't explain the source of her information.

"So according to you, Quirrell is Voldemort?"

"I don't know, but at least he will make your scar react!"

Here again! This point really concerned Harry.

But he still didn't want to believe that the headmaster and professor would treat him like this. He kept shaking his head, "This is just your guess!"

"That's right, but if Quirrell still doesn't have anything next, and you suddenly get a signal of the other party's action one day, then this is true! Harry, you have to be mentally prepared!"

"I, okay, I know."

At this moment, Harry's mind was a mess.

But he still didn't want to believe it from the bottom of his heart. Ron next to him suddenly said, "Hermione, if this happens, does Harry really have to face Quirrell?"

"It depends on Harry's own choice. Anyway, I will help!" Hermione said seriously.

"I will help too!" Ron also expressed his attitude.

Harry heard this and squeezed out an ugly smile, "Thank you, I hope all this is just speculation."

Ron said weakly at this time, "Well, if we go to the third floor again, we will still face the three-headed dog, right?"

"I will prepare the music in advance. Just in case, Harry will bring the invisibility cloak." Hermione proposed a solution.

"What about the smell? The dog's nose is very sensitive, and the invisibility cloak can't cover the smell."

"Leave this to me too!"

"I'll think about what else I need to prepare..."

Listening to the two friends who have already started to discuss countermeasures, Harry felt very uncomfortable, "Don't worry, I said, this may not be true."

Hermione nodded perfunctorily after hearing this, "I'll go prepare things first!"

After saying that, she hurried away.

Harry hesitated to speak, and turned to look at Ron, who just shrugged his shoulders, "How about we study running with an invisible cloak? Anyway, it will be useful for night tours in the future."

......

After leaving the two, Hermione went directly to the Room of Requirement.

This time, the room was a standard potion studio, with various crucibles and equipment neatly placed.

Hermione came to a cabinet where the raw materials of potions were stored. She counted the remaining materials inside. Many kinds of potions can achieve the effect of eliminating one's own odor, but with Hermione's current attainments, she can only prepare the simplest "deodorant".

After counting, Hermione found that there were still a few materials missing, and they needed to be purchased in Diagon Alley.

Considering her remaining assets, this was a bit of a headache.

[Lack of money? ]

Hermione said "um" a little embarrassedly.

Almost as soon as she finished speaking, the wonderful sound of gold coins colliding resounded throughout the room.

Hermione turned her head and saw a pile of gold galleons almost as high as her appeared in front of her.

A rough estimate is that there are 10,000 of them.

"Isn't this too much this time?" Hermione smacked her lips.

[Don't worry, it's just tens of thousands of gold Galleons, which can't break the financial system of the wizarding world. ]

There is no doubt that these currencies are naturally created out of nothing by Lu Yuan with the art of creation. The anti-counterfeiting technology of analyzing the goblins is too simple. The money he made is more real than the real thing.

Hermione stepped forward to put away all the Galleons and sighed: "In front of the strong, money seems to have lost its meaning."

[Just get used to it. In Eastern practice, "wealth, companions, law and land" are important. This is an indispensable thing. As a future Supreme Sorcerer, you don't need to delay your practice because of a little money. ]

Hermione curiously asked: "Wealth represents money, what are the others?"

[Companion represents a practice partner, law is the practice inheritance, and land is the practice environment. Now you can barely get them together. ]

Hermione's expression was embarrassed, "I'm only 12 years old, how can I have a partner?"

[It doesn't refer to a marriage partner, but to a fellow practitioner who can help each other in practice and exchange experiences. 】

"So, Mr. System is my training partner?" Hermione's eyes lit up.

[For now, it can barely be considered as such. 】

......

Harry's luck was completely gone at the end of the last week of the month.

First, he learned from the Hufflepuff students that Quirrell would not come to class today, and then he "accidentally" learned from Snape that Headmaster Dumbledore was temporarily away from school for special reasons.

The two pieces of news together told him one thing, Quirrell was taking action!

Everything was just as Hermione said, as if the stage had been set up, and now he was waiting for him to jump in.

Harry found Hermione in a state of despair.

"What, is it going to start?" Hermione guessed what happened as soon as she saw the other person's expression.

Harry was extremely depressed and even angry, "What am I? A tool?! I thought Hogwarts was different from the outside, but the result..."

"Harry!" Hermione's voice became heavier, "You have your own choice, you can choose not to go, now the choice is in your hands, no matter what you choose, as a friend, I support you!"

Ron, who had no sense of presence next to him, also nodded, "Anyway, we know everything, the initiative is in our hands!"

The support of his friends made Harry, who was almost autistic, feel much better, "Thank you, Hermione, Ron."

"Brother, are we still going?" Ron asked.

Hermione was also waiting for his answer.

After thinking for a long time, Harry said, "To be honest, I also want to know whether this matter is true or not. Is Voldemort still alive? And do I really have special powers?"

Hearing this, Hermione stood up directly, "What are you waiting for? Let's go!"