Everyday Players at Hogwarts..

Chapter 194 The magic stone flew into the pocket

Time, 6:20, in the penultimate room of the restricted area on the fourth floor of Hogwarts.

"Albus Dumbledore! You are here!" Snape drew his wand and pointed at Dumbledore, "Now, get out of the way!"

But Dumbledore turned a blind eye. He pulled out his wand and lit the black flames in front of them. The picture that Dumbledore could observe through the Mirror of Erised appeared on the Gate of Fire.

Like the Muggle world's projector.

There was also a clear sound coming from the screen.

"The Philosopher's Stone? Voldemort, I'm afraid you will be disappointed. I will not compromise because of Quirrell's life."

"If you were resurrected, Hogwarts, my classmates, and my nasty Muggle relatives would all be in danger."

"Quirrell is nothing but an insignificant existence." Harry pointed his wand at Voldemort, constantly shifting his position as if to attack.

"Harry Potter, you innocent child...you think that a great man like me can't see your inner hesitation...I'll talk about it again - if you really don't care, why don't you just blow up Quirrell?" His head is just like that poor troll... In that case, I would have left long ago and waited for the opportunity to make a comeback." Voldemort stared at Harry's wand and pointed it at Quirrell's body.

"Kill him! Kill him! Don't believe it! Quirrell is a dark wizard, just kill him like this!" Snape in the other room jumped anxiously.

But looking at his expression, he was obviously much more relaxed. Dumbledore was here and he could see everything inside, and Voldemort was like this again - even threatening the first-year wizard.

"It seems that we need additional training on the way young wizards treat dark wizards - that is, don't believe everything they say." Snape looked at the hesitant Harry on the screen, and the muscles in his mouth kept twitching.

"Why, there's no rush to go in now." Dumbledore said with a smile.

"The current Dark Lord can only try to obtain the Philosopher's Stone by threatening the lives of his servants. If it were Draco Malfoy of our college, the Dark Lord would have run away in despair." Snape used his peripheral vision. Looking at the scene in the flames, he said relaxedly.

"Harry Potter, aren't you a Ravenclaw? Where is your wisdom and reason?" Snape murmured in a low voice.

"I'm afraid you've misunderstood something."

"Tom has regained some of his power after absorbing the life of the poor unicorn through Quirrell - don't worry, listen to me first." Dumbledore looked enigmatic and put his fingers in front of his mouth. Hissing.

"Are you crazy? Why would you let that child face such danger? This is Hogwarts, a school! A place for little wizards to grow up safely." Snape bared his teeth and pointed his wand at Dumbledore, as if He was going to have an Avatar at any time, but even so, Snape's eyes were still fixed on the scene in the flames.

But seeing that Dumbledore was still asking him to shut up before speaking, Snape snorted and shut his mouth.

"Severus, do you remember Harry's magical spell?"

"Red sparks?"

"Yes, not long ago, he used that spell to summon a phoenix, cleverly expelled Voldemort, and preserved the life of Quirrell, who was originally unsaveable in my eyes."

"Now Tom can only influence and threaten Harry through words. After all, Quirrell still has the power of Harry's magical spell in his body." Dumbledore looked at Harry and said, as if he had seen some strange treasure.

"Oh, so you're showing mercy and trying to save Quirrell's life?—A traitor?"

"What else - Grindelwald!" Snape had relaxed again, but when he heard Voldemort's words in the picture, he was shocked again. In the last room, Harry and Voldemort were already "face to face" standing next to the Mirror of Erised, and Voldemort healed Quirrell's wounds casually, as if to show Harry's concession and show that he still had power and was not just a show.

"Well done Harry."

"We still have plenty of time. If you are worried, we can make an unbreakable contract." At this time, Voldemort regained his composure. In his opinion, as long as he is resurrected, even if he dies in violation of the contract, he can be resurrected with the magic stone again. Can.

Harry Potter is a Ravenclaw and is so powerful. He must know the reliability of the Unbreakable Contract, but this will only fall into his trap.

"You have plenty of time? Aren't you worried about Dumbledore's return? I have already written to Dumbledore." Harry was a little moved, but he did not say that it was Draco who arranged the letter.

After all, if he failed, Draco would still be alive because of his Death Eater father.

"You don't know Grindelwald?"

"He is a loser. Of course he is not as good as me, but in the eyes of some people and Dumbledore, he is more powerful and dangerous." For some reason, Voldemort's face showed a look of jealousy. .

"With Grindelwald here, Dumbledore will not come back so soon. If he is lucky, he may not even come back." Voldemort let out a sharp and cold laugh.

"Grindelwald? Dumbledore, what are you doing?" Snape in the other room looked surprised.

"He - he didn't come out. Maybe he is a very trustworthy person." This time, Dumbledore no longer had a smile that he wanted to beat, but showed a hesitant expression that had never appeared before.

"Severus, this is not something you should know. Let's continue to see how Tom uses his mouth to make Harry surrender." Dumbledore immediately returned to his smiling expression, as if the previous one was all an illusion.

But Snape remembered Grindelwald's name deeply in his heart. It seemed that the relationship between the two of them was not a simple enemy.

"Okay." Voldemort pointed his wand at himself, "Look in the mirror and tell me what you see."

"I saw your head being stepped on by my feet." Harry looked at the mirror with his peripheral vision and sneered.

At this time, he was shocked to find that he turned his head in the mirror and smiled at himself. He had a magic stone in his hand!

Then, Harry suddenly felt a heavy weight in his pants pocket, how could it be!
He was about to stall for more time, so he glanced at it and the magic stone went into his pocket.

Dumbledore misunderstood me!

"Oh, you're trying to piss me off?"

"So I'll ignore the Philosopher's Stone in your pocket?"

"Do you think you can deceive me? Can you trick the Dark Lord, the greatest wizard in human history and the most accomplished Legilimency master in the world?" Voldemort smiled.

Harry said nothing.

"Harry Potter, what I just said is still valid. You can sign an unbreakable contract with me... You are so outstanding... After I am resurrected, you can completely replace Dumbledore and supervise me... And, as far as I know, your childhood was not pleasant... Now Muggles are developing faster and faster. As wizards, we have the responsibility to change and guide them..." Voldemort said with a sinister smile.

(End of this chapter)