Hogwarts: Comprehension is against the sky, strength is flying bricks

The crisis passed.

The little wizards who used Floo powder also returned.

Hogwarts returned to normal order.

It's just that such a story circulates from nowhere.

"Have you heard the story of Leo Xing?"

"1991 A.D."

"A weirdo with a question mark has come to Hogwarts. Request a one-night stay. "

"The little wizards treated him with great care."

"As a result, at night, a nuclear bomb struck."

"Hogwarts cried."

"In the face of flying disasters."

"Leo stepped up."

"Flew into space with a nuclear bomb ..."

This is what Oga heard, after several rounds of adaptation of the story of Leo Xing.

Most likely related to the Weasley twins.

Oga didn't sleep all night when he heard the story.

But think about it.

"What do Leo's affairs have to do with me Oga?"

He sighed again.

"Fortunately, I did the disguise."

Night.

Don't be long.

Harry Potter expressed his inner Quidditch victory but not victory depression.

Put on the cloak of invisibility, take a flying broom, and swim for the night again.

Then Harry Potter's eyes widened.

He spotted a hooded figure walking quickly down the steps of the main entrance of the castle, obviously not wanting to be seen, and quickly headed straight for the Forbidden Forest.

Harry watched.

Then curiously put on the cloak of invisibility and followed.

The trees were so thick that it was impossible to see where the man had gone.

He hovered, lower and lower, and flew by grazing the treetops.

After a while, I finally heard someone talking.

He flew lightly towards them and landed quietly on a towering beech

He carefully climbed forward along a branch, clutching the flying broom in his hand, and he wanted to look down through the leaves.

Below, in a shadowy clearing, stood two people.

One is Quirrell.

Harry couldn't read the expression on his face.

"I don't know why you want to meet here."

Quirrell said.

?“ Oh, I don't think it's going to be public. "

The black robe said, his voice cold.

"After all, students shouldn't know about the Philosopher's Stone."

Harry always felt that this voice sounded familiar.

Quirrell was startled.

Quirrell felt the same way.

"You, who are you?"

"I, I obviously agreed to..."

Without waiting for Quirrell to finish.

The figure under the black robe took off the hood of the black robe.

A familiar head was revealed.

The head is also wrapped with thick strips of cloth.

Harry Potter on the treetops gasped.

"I thought it was."

"It turned out to be Professor Quirrell."

"Wait, wait, wait."

"Professor Quirrell???"

Below the tree.

Quirrell looked at the other Quirrell with a solemn expression.

Quirrell was a forerunner to Quirrell.

"Quirrell, have you figured out how to subdue Hagrid's monster?"

Quirrell was startled again.

"I, I, I..."

Quirrell scolded Quirrell angrily.

"Waste!"

"The tasks given to you by the adults have not been done well."

"You don't want to be our enemy, Quirrell."

Quirrell said, taking a step closer to Quirrell.

"I, I don't know, know you..."

Quirrell was even more annoyed.

Then gave Quirrell on the opposite side a slap.

Said.

"You know exactly what I mean!"

An owl cried out, and in amazement Harry almost fell from the tree.

He steadied himself just in time to hear Quirrell say.

"Your secret trick. I waited. "

"But, but, I don't, no, no..."

Quirrell said in a panic.

"Good."

Quirrell interrupted.

"It won't be long before you have time to think clearly and decide who to owe your allegiance to, and we'll talk again."

Then Quirrell covered his head with his cloak and strode out of the clearing.

It was almost completely dark.

But Harry could still see Quirrell standing motionless, like a clay carving.

Then Quirrell reacted stupidly.

Confused.

"He's Quirrell?"

"So who am I."

At this time, Voldemort on Quirrell's head also woke up.

Since being injured by Harry Potter, Voldemort has fallen into a deep sleep more often.

When Voldemort learned what happened, how to punish Quirrell was not mentioned for the time being.

Over there, Oga dressed as Quirrell with a compound decoction also hurriedly returned to Gryffindor at Hogwarts.

Harry Potter came back to his senses.

Also came back on a broom.

Upon returning, Ron was heard shouting incoherently.

"We won! You win! We won! "

Then Ron patted Harry the back.

"I blushed Malfoy's eyes. Neville alone against Crabbe and Goyle! He was still completely unconscious, but Madam Pomfrey said he would be fine. "

"Everyone is waiting for you in the common room, we are having a celebration, Fred and George stole some cake from the kitchen or something."

Seeing that Harry and Oga were away, Ron Neville and they went to challenge the Slytherins.

"Leave those alone!"

Ha He said breathlessly.

"Let's find an empty room, and you listen to me."

"And Oga?"

Oga patted Harry's shoulder.

"What's the matter, I've been in front of you."

"Huh?"

Harry and Ron were stunned.

"Oooooh."

"I'm sorry Oga, I seemed to be stunned just now."

No wonder the two didn't see Oga.

After all, this is also one of the magic uses of the psychological stealth spell.

Oga went to call Hermione.

The four of them found an empty room together.

Close the door.

Then he told the three of Oga what he had just seen and heard.

Oga nodded thoughtfully.

Hermione's face twitched, as if trying to hold back a smile.

Then Oga said.

"So, we analyzed correctly, that thing is the Philosopher's Stone."

"Quirrell wants to force Quirrell to help him get the stone."

"Quirrell asked if he knew how to subdue Luffy and mentioned his 'secret trick'."

"I suspect that besides Luffy, there are probably other organs guarding the stone, and there is probably a lot of magical sorcery."

"Perhaps, Quirrell has cast some anti-dark spells, and he needs to lift them himself."

"Is that so?"

Harry nodded solemnly.

Although it sounds strange.

But Harry thought about it, and it seemed that there was nothing wrong with being completely logical?

"So you mean to say that the Philosopher's Stone is only safe if Quirrell is able to resist himself?"

Oga asked

Then Oga clapped his hands.

"Understood, you mean to let Teacher Quirrell improve his self-control, right?"

Harry Potter nodded in confusion.

Then suddenly reacted.

Hurriedly waved his hand.

He blushed.

"No, no, no."

"I mean someone pretended to be Professor Quirrell!"

Oga shrugged.

"So who's the fake one?"

Harry Potter can't tell, really can't tell.

Oga patted Harry's shoulder.

"It's okay, it's okay if you can't tell the difference."

"You're already very, well, smart."

"Since I don't know if Professor Quirrell wants to steal the Philosopher's Stone."

"Then make a presumption of guilt first."

"Let's just assume that Quirrell really wants to steal the Philosopher's Stone."

"Reason..."

Oga thought for a moment.

"Harry, do you remember what Old Tom said when we were at the Leaky Cauldron."

"I remember old Tom joking that the man possessed Professor Quirrell."

"And it's hidden under Professor Quirrell's turban."

"And didn't we also find out that the Philosopher's Stone has the effect of making people immortal?"

"Then it may also be able to live and die human flesh and bones, and even the remnant soul can be resurrected."

"So let's assume that the man is hiding under Quirrell's turban, and Quirrell is plotting to steal the Philosopher's Stone to revive the man."

The next day.

All the little wizards at Hogwarts knew that Quirrell was Voldemort.

And Quirrell is ready to steal the Philosopher's Stone to revive himself.

Quirrell: "??? "

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