The wizard in Hogwarts is unscientific

After capturing Harry Potter alive, Snape couldn't hide the smile on his face. "Potter, you should remember how to get to Professor McGonagall's office, right?"

Harry glared at Snape angrily.

He was worried about the safety of the Philosopher's Stone, but other professors ignored him at all, especially Professor Snape, who even tried to hold him back.

Noticing Harry's eyes, Snape's expression was slightly complicated.

But when he saw Harry's face, Snape felt a little sick.

"Let's go!"

Taking Harry and Ron to Professor McGonagall's office, Snape stepped forward and knocked on the door.

"Please come in!" Professor McGonagall's voice came from the office.

Squeak!

Snape opened the door and motioned with his eyes for Harry and Ron to go in first.

Professor McGonagall is still grading homework.

There are about a thousand students in Hogwarts. Even if each student only submits one paper per week, it is an extremely huge workload.

Therefore, the task of grading homework is usually completed with a special magic quill, and Professor McGonagall will only read a few well-written papers.

"Severus?"

Professor McGonagall looked up, and when she saw Harry and Ron, her expression immediately became serious, "Mr. Potter, Mr. Weasley, what are you two doing?"

Professor McGonagall was so angry that she almost developed high blood pressure.

If she remembered correctly, this was the third time Harry and Ron had been caught on a night out.

The first time they were caught in the restricted corridor on the fourth floor was Filch.

The second time in the Forbidden Forest, it was Hagrid who sent them back.

The third time... they were caught by Snape again.

Professor McGonagall didn't know what to say.

There are countless little wizards in the school who like to go out at night, but Professor McGonagall has never seen anyone get caught just once for going out at night.

People are really addicted to food.

Harry lowered his head, feeling a little ashamed, but also full of anger towards Snape, "Professor McGonagall, Professor Dumbledore has left the school, and the attacker will definitely take the opportunity to steal the Philosopher's Stone..."

"Dumbledore will handle the matter of the Sorcerer's Stone personally."

Professor McGonagall looked at Harry with a stern face and said seriously: "Didn't I tell you?"

If Professor McGonagall was proficient in Chinese, she would understand that Harry was a typical example of an emperor being in no hurry and an eunuch being in a hurry.

However, this is also the result of many factors.

The cold reception in the Muggle world, the identity of the savior, the deduction of points for the first night out, the suspicion of others, the sense of justice in my heart...

To put it simply, Harry wanted to do something that was consistent with his status as a 'savior'.

But his essence is just an eleven-year-old wizard.

"I..." Harry opened his mouth, but didn't know how to defend himself.

Yes, many people have told him that the professors will solve this matter, but he can't help it.

"Professor McGonagall, I'll leave it to you." Snape smiled slightly and felt very good.

"Thank you!" Professor McGonagall nodded.

Snape gave Harry a 'ask for it' look, then turned and left Professor McGonagall's office.

…

On the fourth floor of the castle, in the dark corridor, Quirrell was slowly moving forward step by step.

"Master...Master?"

Quirrell called tentatively, "Are you still there?"

In the gloomy corridor, no one answered his question.

If you look carefully, you will find that Quirrell's body is shivering under his cloak.

"Open the Alaho hole!"

Opening the door at the end of the corridor, Quirrell bent down and walked in.

"Ouch! Woof——"

The three-headed dog roared loudly, and the three heads of the dog bit at Quirrell at the same time.

Quirrell hurriedly took out a harp from the pocket that had been casted by the space expansion spell, and waved his wand to make the harp play automatically.

"Ouch..."

The three-headed dog indeed fell into a deep sleep.

Opening the trap door, Quirrell waved his wand and threw a ball of light.

After seeing clearly the mechanism below, Quirrell jumped down.

The several levels under the trap door obviously couldn't trap an adult wizard like Quirrell. After a little effort, Quirrell came to the last level to protect the magic stone.

Mirror of Erised.

This is a mirror that reaches the ceiling. Standing in front of the mirror, Quirrell can see himself in the mirror holding the magic stone in his hand, looking at himself with a smile on his face.

"The Philosopher's Stone! This is the Philosopher's Stone!"

Quirrell was a little crazy. He turned his head and looked at his hands, only to find that his hands were empty.

"What the hell is Dumbledore doing?"

Quirrell angrily took out his wand and pointed it at the mirror, but he was worried that after destroying the mirror, the magic stone would disappear with the mirror.

"Master, master...are you there?"

Quirrell turned and looked around, "Master, I have found the magic stone."

In the empty stone room, only Quirrell's voice echoed back and forth.

"Master...Master, are you...are you still there?"

Quirrell was already a little panicked. Will Voldemort give up on him?

The figure in the mirror suddenly began to change. Quirrell turned around and looked at the mirror, only to see that he in the mirror was gradually turning into...Dumbledore...?

"Deng...Dumbledore!?" Quirrell panicked, took a few steps back weakly, and sat down on the ground.

Dumbledore stepped out of the mirror and glanced down at Quirrell.

Quirrell's hood had fallen off, revealing his bare head - not a hair on it, nor Voldemort's pale face.

"Where is Voldemort?" Dumbledore looked serious.

"I...I don't know..." Quirrell replied tremblingly.

Voldemort did not act with Quirrell at all. After entering Hogwarts Castle, Voldemort separated from Quirrell's body. He asked Quirrell to find the Philosopher's Stone first, as he still had things to do.

Dumbledore sighed and used Legilimency directly.

"Tom...not good!!"

Dumbledore was shocked and had no time to deal with Quirrell. He only waved his wand to tie Quirrell, and then used the 'Patronus' to notify other professors in the castle.

After doing all this, Dumbledore immediately turned around and left quickly.

Since Voldemort can possess Quirrell, he can also possess others.

At this moment, a qualified body was lying in the school doctor's office.

Tony Twain!

"It's over..."

Quirrell was despairing.

Voldemort gave up on him, and Dumbledore caught him... Between these two bosses, Quirrell felt as innocent as a sheep.

When Dumbledore appeared just now, he didn't resist.

I don't know if Dumbledore would take this into consideration and be more tolerant of him.

"waste……"

Voldemort's angry voice suddenly sounded, and a black mist floated quickly from a distance, and then directly attached to Quirrell's body.

"Master...Master!" Quirrell was so surprised that Voldemort didn't give up on him.

"Get your wand!"

Voldemort's tone was urgent and he shouted impatiently: "Dumbledore informed the others and used them to get the Sorcerer's Stone!"