Chapter 88 Two to One, and Called for Reinforcement

"Sorry, Professor Snape." Professor McGonagall said awkwardly, "I'll ask them to write a 1,000-word self-examination and give it to you later.

It's obviously irrational to suspect a school professor without any evidence."

Snape snorted coldly, a little dissatisfied with this explanation.

But Professor McGonagall had already said so, and as a professor and dean of Hogwarts, she still had to give him face.

"Didn't Aaron also suspect Professor Quirrell?" Ron said unconvincedly, "Does he have evidence?

And why did you rush here just because he sent a message through his pet?

And Harry and I went to see you in person, but you turned a blind eye. This is unfair."

"Unfair?" Professor McGonagall was stunned for a moment and explained, "It seems that you have misunderstood something.

Aaron also has no evidence to prove that Professor Quirrell has any ill intentions towards the Philosopher's Stone, but he made a deal with Dumbledore and can call up two professors at a time, ready to come at any time."

Ron was stunned, and Hermione was stunned for a long time before she showed a look of sudden enlightenment.

They understood why Aaron didn't want to enter the trapdoor, and why he was so confident that he could stop the mysterious man.

The dean of the college can be said to be the strongest fighting force in Hogwarts except for the principal. He can mobilize two deans at once, so there is naturally nothing to be afraid of.

The only problem is to determine the time when the mysterious man will act. Only by seizing this opportunity can we solve the problem once and for all. No wonder he will wait at the entrance of the corridor tonight.

"So that's the case!" Hermione smiled awkwardly, feeling very complicated.

Ron also reacted, "But why didn't Aaron tell us earlier?

In this way, we don't have to enter the trap door, and we don't have to go through so many complicated levels."

"Is it useful?" Hermione rolled her eyes, "He said he was sure to stop the mysterious man from getting the Philosopher's Stone. We came here by ourselves.

He also persuaded us to go back more than once, but we didn't want to leave.

After breaking through the Devil's Snare, he suggested that we wait there. We were worried that the mysterious man would take advantage of this time to get the Philosopher's Stone and had to go to the next level."

Ron's mouth twitched, as if it was indeed the case.

They insisted on entering the pit. Aaron tried to stop them, but failed. Instead, they dragged them in.

"Does that mean we came here in vain?"

"It's not in vain. You will make Gryffindor's few points drop another level." Professor Snape said coldly.

"What?"

Hermione and Ron's hearts suddenly sank, and they couldn't accept it.

They had already deducted 150 points from Gryffindor, which was already a historical record. If they had another round, they would really be ashamed to see people.

"Don't listen to his nonsense. At least your original intention was good." Professor McGonagall comforted, "If someone really wants to steal the Philosopher's Stone, then your behavior tonight is not only not a fault, but a credit."

"That's good." Ron breathed a sigh of relief.

"But why is it Professor Quirrell?" Hermione asked, "He doesn't look like a brave person!"

"We don't know whether it's true or not, but it's always right to come and take a look." Professor McGonagall said.

"Let's not talk about this for now." Professor Snape looked at the two with a sullen face, "Where is my student?

Which level did he and Harry Potter reach?"

"If nothing unexpected happens, it should be the last level." Hermione said embarrassedly, "The next level is a troll, but it seems to have been subdued in advance.

As for the penultimate level designed by Professor Snape, Aaron broke through it in twenty seconds."

"Twenty seconds? Are you kidding?"

"I'm really not kidding."

Professor Snape and Professor McGonagall were stunned for a moment. They both thought that this level could slow down the pace of the two students, but now it seems that the plan can't keep up with the changes.

It's a good thing to have an excellent student, but this student is too excellent, and it's embarrassing if he is so excellent that he is beyond the teacher's expectations.

Snape took a deep breath and quickened his pace to run to the next door.

Professor McGonagall was also worried, "Granger, take Ron and leave here quickly.

If what happened is true, it may be very dangerous here.

There is a magic broom in the previous level that can let you fly out of the trapdoor. As for the three-headed dog, it is now asleep, don't worry."

"But..."

"No buts, you are just a burden if you stay here, and we are not allowed to be distracted next."

Hermione nodded and was about to help Ron leave.

At this time, Harry screamed and rushed out of the troll's room, almost bumping into Snape who had just walked to the door.

"You can't run away, Harry Potter." Professor Quirrell sneered, "Hand over the Philosopher's Stone."

But when he rushed out of the room, he was not feeling well, and a few black lines appeared on his pale face in an instant.

Professor Snape and Professor McGonagall were both here, and he had really run into the muzzle of a gun.

"Professor, save me." Harry was overjoyed, as if he had caught a ray of light in the darkness, and ran quickly behind Professor McGonagall.

"Are you okay, Mr. Potter?"

"No, for now, and it's a good thing you came in time."

"Where's Aaron?" Snape asked.

"He..." Harry hesitated, looking at Hermione and others who focused their attention on him, and lowered his head in shame, "I, I don't know."

"How could you not know?" Hermione couldn't help asking, "Aren't you going to the next level together?"

"Yes, we got the Philosopher's Stone in the Mirror of Erised.

Dumbledore put the Philosopher's Stone in Aaron's pocket, and he gave it to me, and then in order to buy me time to escape, he chose to face Professor Quirrell alone.

By the way, Professor Quirrell is now possessed by Voldemort, which is particularly scary."

Hearing this, everyone's heart sank to the bottom of the valley.

Quirrell is here, which means Aaron is in danger.

"This is not true." Hermione staggered back a few steps, her eyes were dark, unable to accept this cruel fact.

"Hermione." Ron pursed his lips, "Cheer up."

"How can I cheer up?

If anything happens to him, we will be at least half of the reason."

Snape was not in a good mood, but compared to these little wizards, he was used to the storm and soon calmed down, "What did you do to my students?"

"You shouldn't ask me this question, Snape." Professor Quirrell said lightly, "Voldemort did it himself."

"I didn't kill him."

A hoarse voice suddenly sounded, and at the same time, a ferocious face The fierce face also moved from the back of Quirrell's head to the front, "That little guy's talent and character are beyond my expectations.

I can't bear to give up such a good seedling.

And I am too familiar with Dumbledore. I know his thoughts very well and I won't be fooled.

But I didn't expect to be tricked by a young wizard. Gaius said that he informed Hagrid before coming, but he didn't expect it was you two.

But it's his ability to deceive me with such a trick."

"What did you do to him?" Snape asked again.

"Nothing, just a small spell on him, making him sleepless for a month." Voldemort sneered, "Severus, I'll give you a chance.

Turn over the dark and join the light! Help me get the Philosopher's Stone, I..."

"Professor Snape won't help you." Aaron suddenly walked out and said, "I thought you could fight? In the end, it's a little disappointing!"

"What's wrong with you?"

"Why am I okay?" Aaron spread his hands, "I made full preparations before I came here, including letters to notify the two professors, a music box that makes the three-headed dog fall asleep, a lucky spirit potion that improves luck, and a life-saving potion that can resist the great wizard. Magic props for a full-strength attack, etc.

In the end, most of them were used. Your spell had no effect on me at all.

The situation is now very clear. Two to one, you are dead. "

"Really?" Voldemort sneered, then looked at Snape meaningfully, "That may not be the case."

"No, you are really dead." Aaron looked at the silent Professor Snape, thinking, "Even if you have any backup, it will not be useful.

Have you ever thought about why Hagrid is not here?"

"That giant?" Voldemort was slightly stunned, and an ominous premonition came to his mind.

Others can not come, but with Hagrid's concern for these three Gryffindors, he should be here and must be here.

"Could it be..."

"That's right.

After I knew Dumbledore had left school, I guessed you were going to take action.

Hagrid is pretty good in all aspects except for his inability to keep secrets. I persuaded him to help bring a message to Dumbledore.

With Dumbledore's strength, as long as he is faster, this half day is enough for him to return to Hogwarts.

I think Voldemort is no match for the White Lord in his prime in his current state!"