Chapter 112 This Wizard Is Obviously Weak but Reckless

Fifteen hundred cycles, more than four years.

If you include the first cycle, William has spent almost seven years, and he has been at Hogwarts for almost nine years.

You know, Professor Snape has only taught at this school for twelve years.

William has become the longest-serving student at Hogwarts, breaking and continuing to hold many records.

Of course, if there is an Internet and a mobile phone, William will be fine for another four years... He thinks that Hogwarts should be reformed. When he becomes the headmaster, he will have to set up network cables.

This is called international compliance.

In this time cycle, William really learned a lot, whether it is ancient rune or alchemy, he has made great progress.

He had a good time and was very tired, so he decided to leave.

Another morning, William woke up from his sleep, and after getting dressed, he walked towards the Gryffindor lounge.

William would find George to play for him, wait for Harry in the Gryffindor common room, and follow him to the penalty area.

"Pig nose!" William said.

The Fat Lady looked at William and muttered, "Why are you a Ravenclaw student in the Gryffindor lounge?"

"Because I like Gryffindor, our house has only one knocker and lacks an elegant lady like you..."

The fat lady smiled a few times, lost her eyebrows, and opened the door cheerfully.

"Gryffindor students are as sweet as you are, they're so rude, they're not gentlemen at all."

William smiled and said, "I'm not being sweet, I'm just telling the truth. Haven't you heard my nickname of 'Iron teeth are gold, honest and reliable little man'?"

The fat lady threw another wink, thinking about whether to apply for a permanent residency in Ravenclaw.

William got into the hole.

As long as there is a secret order, the fat lady will open the door, but when students from other colleges enter, she will make things difficult every time.

William knew how to get the fat lady to open the door in the shortest time without questioning him.

Just conscientiously praise the fat lady, but you can't praise her for her beautiful singing.

William once said this, and the other party pestered him for half an hour.

When William entered the twins' dormitory, they were still sleeping.

Although Fred and George look exactly the same, they sleep in completely different positions.

There are a lot of alchemy items on George's bed, and various orders are placed everywhere.

There wasn't that much mess in Fred's bed, he slept on his back and his underwear was half off.

Of course, you can also say that it is half-wearing.

Although the postures are the same, the two state words, one representing before and the other after, are completely different in nature.

Niu Niu was also sleeping, only showing one tail and two hind paws, and most of his head was tucked into Fred's underwear.

Really hot eyes.

William woke up the two and told his story again.

Playing for William, they sure would, and George happily went.

When William was ready, he stayed in the Gryffindor lounge and waited for Harry to come out.

He needed to understand why Harry suddenly went to the restricted area on the fourth floor.

After about ten minutes, Hermione followed their roommates out, then left the lounge to eat in the auditorium

About half an hour later, Harry and Ron came out of the dormitory.

William had already cast the Illusory Body Charm and quickly followed behind the two of them.

William walked down the corridor and glanced towards a corner,

Malfoy was standing there, staring at Harry in dismay.

"Who do you think will win?" Ron asked after leaving Gryffindor Tower.

"It's hard to say, Ravenclaw's players are not good, but William's strength is too strong.

And Qiu, her strength is not bad. Ravenclaw has a great chance. "Harry analyzed it from a professional point of view.

"Yeah, I really hope Ravenclaw can teach Slytherin a good lesson..."

Ron hesitated for a moment, then asked again, "Harry, I'll be participating in the Quidditch trials next year, what do you think?"

Harry scratched his hair, he didn't want to say anything against his friend, but with Ron's skills, there was no hope of looking at the water cooler on the sidelines.

Gryffindor's players are all on the rise. Although they won't be able to win the championship to a large extent this year, even Captain Wood is mentally prepared, but as long as they work well, the future can be expected.

Ron's most powerful thing is to be a goalkeeper, but his state is sometimes bad. Captain Wood is also a goalkeeper. He is only fifth grade now... Ron has no hope.

Seeing Harry's expression, Ron sighed.

"Oh, well, I know... I can't be the starter, but as a substitute, our team needs a few substitutes? Even if it's waving a towel on the court..."

Before Ron's words were finished, he suddenly felt cold behind him. This feeling should be a ghost.

"Who's behind me, Nick who almost lost his head again?"

He turned his head and was startled, it was Quirrell!

William raised his eyebrows, and he kept ignoring Quirrell.

Quirrell floated in front of Harry, stared at him, and said with a trembling voice: "Harry, go to the restricted area on the fourth floor... the Dark Lord... to steal the Philosopher's Stone during the game... I stopped him before and was killed. Come on... go, or it will be too late..."

Quirrell floated toward the sky after saying that.

Harry thought about something thoughtfully.

Ron looked at him and said in disbelief, "Harry, don't you believe Quirrell's nonsense?"

"Don't forget, during the Quidditch match, he cast a curse on your broom and wanted to kill you!"

"But what if what Quirrell said was true?" Harry said seriously: "That's the Philosopher's Stone, Voldemort will be resurrected..."

Ron shuddered, but still firmly objected: "Querrell is dead in the restricted area, Harry, you don't think we can pass the level and stop You-Know-Who?"

"We can go to Professor Dumbledore first," Harry suggested.

But the two could not find Dumbledore, and William knew that the Headmaster had received a letter in the morning, a letter from the Ministry of Magic.

The letter was of course forged, just to divert Dumbledore away.

After that, Harry and Ron met Professor McGonagall again, but were reprimanded by McGonagall, and she went to watch the game herself.

No way, Harry and Ron had to go to the game too.

On the field, looking at the two teams in the sky, Harry finally couldn't help it.

"I'm going to stop Voldemort." Harry's face was pale, but his eyes lit up.

"You're crazy!" said Ron. "You can't do that!"

"You'll be fired! Professor McGonagall warned you," Hermione advised.

"So what?" Harry said angrily. "Don't you understand? If Voldemort gets his hands on the Philosopher's Stone, he'll regain his powers!

I'm going to stop him! "

Harry persuaded Ron and Hermione, and the three quietly left the Gryffindor auditorium and went directly to the restricted area on the fourth floor.

Looking at the backs of the three, William was a little speechless.

No wonder Harry died.

This wizard is obviously very weak, but he is too reckless.

Is this what Dumbledore was for? Is he building Harry's courage? !

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(Thanks to "Hellcat" and "Feng Ling 15" for their rewards)