Grey tried hard to recall the plot, but he still couldn't figure out what had caused Dumbledore to change so drastically.

Dumbledore ate the hard candies one by one, and after seeing Gray remain silent for a long time, he finally spoke:

"The Philosopher's Stone is in the room on the fourth floor, around the corner. You can get it anytime. Now, I'm going to the Great Hall to preside over the new students' entrance ceremony. If you're interested, you're welcome to come to the Great Hall and witness the new generation of wizards."

After saying this, Dumbledore patted Gray on the shoulder, indicating that time was running out.

Gray's mind was a complete mess. He walked out of the headmaster's office in a daze and followed behind Dumbledore.

I walked and thought, but I never found the answer.

When Gray came to his senses, Dumbledore had already placed him in the teachers' seat, where thousands of students looked up at him.

In an instant, people started talking about Gray, wondering why a boy who was only about ten years old could sit in the teacher's seat.

"Silence, silence!"

Hearing the murmurs of the crowd, Dumbledore stood up, waved to the students, and said:

"Before the new semester begins, I have a few words to say to everyone. First, I'd like to introduce our new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher, Professor Quirrell!"

As Dumbledore spoke, a man dressed in Indian attire and wearing a large turban rose from the teachers' seats and waved to the students.

Gray turned his head and looked at Professor Quirrell.

In the first Harry Potter book, Quirrell was the host of Voldemort's parasites and the culprit who drank the blood of unicorns.

He was also the first Death Eater to infiltrate Hogwarts and become an undercover agent.

"Hello everyone, my name is Quirrell. I hope we can have a great time together this school year!"

Quirrell waved to everyone, his humble attitude earning him a round of applause.

Hearing the applause echoing in his ears, Gray's eyes flashed with a questioning look, and he asked Hagrid beside him:

"Hagrid, doesn't Professor Quirrell stutter?"

"How could that be, Professor Quirrell? How could it be a stutter!"

Hagrid offered a vague explanation, completely unaware that Grey's brow had furrowed deeply.

It's not stuttering, what's going on?

According to the plot, Professor Quirrell should have become Voldemort's host at this point, using his stutter and cowardice to disguise himself.

But the Professor Quirrell before me spoke with such confidence and charisma that he was nowhere to be seen as the cowardly figure portrayed in the movies.

Is this a new form of disguise, or is Quirrell not under Voldemort's control at all?

Because the plot transmitted by the system was completely different from what was happening in front of him, Gray fell into deep thought, wondering why the plot had turned out this way.

The next second, Gray's clothes were tugged twice, and Hagrid whispered beside him:

"Stand up quickly, Professor Dumbledore, we're introducing you to everyone!"

Upon hearing this, Gray looked up and found that everyone's eyes were on him, and many teachers were smiling at him.

"Silence, silence..."

Seeing that Gray was somewhat stunned, Dumbledore spoke for the second time, raising his voice:

"This semester, Professor Quirrell and Professor Gray will be joining us."

However, I must state here that Professor Gray will have a special mission and will not be undertaking any teaching duties.

Unless you gain favor, please do not disturb Professor Gray!

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Gray had no choice but to stand up and nod to them.

The next second, the students present began to whisper among themselves.

It should be noted that this is the first time a professor has held a position at Hogwarts but has not been assigned to teaching duties.

Now that the two new professors had been introduced, Dumbledore smiled and handed the reins to Professor McGonagall.

"The Sorting Ceremony will now begin. Students whose names I call, please come forward. The Sorting Hat will determine your college!"

In front of Professor McGonagall was a chair with Hogwarts’ prized possession, the Sorting Hat, which had been in use for a thousand years.

At Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, there are four famous house divisions.

Gryffindor symbolizes courage, Hufflepuff symbolizes kindness, Ravenclaw symbolizes wisdom, and Slytherin symbolizes pure blood.

Professor McGonagall held the list of new students in her hand, glanced at the names on it, and then said:

"First one, Hermione Granger..."

Chapter 262, The Legendary Wizard Dumbledore. (Third Update)

Guided by the Sorting Hat, each student was assigned to a different house.

Then came a grand celebration, where the students enjoyed a sumptuous feast.

Gray sat in the mentor's seat, holding a glass of grape juice, drinking it somewhat absentmindedly.

According to his observation, Professor Quirrell, who should have been controlled by Voldemort, was actually a master of drinking.

However, this was completely different from the plot information Gray had obtained. In order to complete various reincarnation missions more quickly, Leon added a new function: users could exchange points for plot information about the worlds from which they would be undertaking missions.

Simply put, even if Gray is a native, he can still learn about the plot of this world by using points, thus better paving the way for completing his reincarnation mission.

However, this function can only be activated by those who have reached the Iron-level Reincarnator.

Watching Quirrell not only telling witty jokes but also clinking glasses with other professors, he didn't seem to be controlled at all.

"No, I have to take the initiative and test Quirrell's sanity to see if he's been controlled!"

Gray decided to take the initiative, so he went to Quirrell's side and said:

"Professor Quirrell, your headscarf is really nice, may I take a look?"

"Really? I think so too!"

Seeing Gray approach, Professor Quirrell seemed delighted, immediately removing his headscarf and presenting it like a treasure:

"Look at this material, it's absolutely top-quality craftsmanship. I'm not exaggerating, you could search ten streets in London and you might not find anything as good as this headscarf!"

"Yes, it looks really good."

Gray, holding Quirrell's headscarf, glanced at the back of Professor Quirrell's head out of the corner of his eye.

Upon closer inspection, Professor Quirrell's thick hair at the back of his head was slightly oily, but there was no sign of Voldemort clinging to it.

"Is it not under control?"

Gray remained silent.

If he could, he would prefer Quirrell to be controlled by Voldemort, so that the events wouldn't veer off course beyond the plot.

But now, Professor Quirrell is a completely free man, so where is Voldemort, who was supposed to control Quirrell and bring him to Hogwarts?

Voldemort's disappearance may seem like a minor or major issue, but its impact is direct.

Gray was very curious about where Voldemort had gone, and whether Dumbledore had known this all along, which was why he was so reckless in his pursuit of the Philosopher's Stone.

I can't figure it out, I really can't figure it out.

Gray felt that something must have happened in this Harry Potter world.

It was as if everyone was hidden in a fog, making it impossible to see them clearly.

Gray smiled and waved to Professor Quirrell, then carried the grape juice back to his seat.

Grey smiled, but his gaze subtly drifted toward Dumbledore.

Since Professor Quirrell has no problem, it is clear that the problem lies with Dumbledore.

The next second, as if sensing Gray's gaze, Dumbledore also turned his head.

Their eyes met, and Dumbledore suddenly smiled and raised his glass to Grey.

He drank it all in one gulp.

"Quirk is fine, so is the problem with Dumbledore?"

The thought flashed through Gray's mind, but his face remained expressionless, as if nothing had happened.

……

The next morning, Hagrid brought the Philosopher's Stone, along with a greeting from Dumbledore.

“Grey, Professor Dumbledore asked me to give this to you.”

Hagrid held a blue wooden box. Gray took it and slowly opened it, revealing a red gem lying quietly inside.

"Professor Dumbledore, is there anything else you'd like to say?"

Gray closed the box and looked up at Hagrid.

Hagrid lowered his head and thought for a moment, then nodded heavily and said:

"The professor said that the Philosopher's Stone isn't as wonderful as it seems. And this particular Philosopher's Stone is an early work by Nicolas Flamel, so it still has some flaws!"

"flaw!"

Gray nodded slightly, then stood up, poured Hagrid a glass of rum, and said softly:

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