Hogwarts: From Selling White Peppers to Becoming a God

Chapter 273 Magic Stone?

"Snape..." Voldemort sneered, "Of course he knows, I was the one who taught him that recipe."

"As for the potion of resurrection," Voldemort said smugly, "it's not that difficult. If you've read 'The Mystery of Death and Life,' you should have a clue. I can demonstrate it for you right now."

"Quirk, go and capture that boy. Use his blood to make medicine."

The Mystery of Death and Life.

Tom wrote down the name of the book.

Seeing Quirrell about to grab Harry, he stepped forward. "My lord, Professor Quirrell seems to be harmed by the protective magic on Harry. Let me handle this."

Voldemort still doesn't know why Quirrell gets hurt when he touches Harry, but Tom doesn't seem to be affected by it. This request is reasonable. "Okay."

Tom came to Harry's side, and while helping him up, he pulled out his wand from his waist and suddenly turned around and pointed it.

"Bang!"

The cauldron used to boil the resurrection potion suddenly exploded, splashing boiling water all over Quirrell, causing him to scream in pain.

Tom seized the opportunity to grab the Philosopher's Stone from the table, grabbed Harry, and prepared to Apparate.

But Voldemort suddenly let out an extremely angry roar, and Tom felt as if he had been hit hard on the head, and the spell he was about to utter could not be uttered.

Quirrell seized the opportunity, raising his wand. "Petrify them all!"

Tom blocked the spell, and then, "Apparition!"

However, Quirrell's next attack arrived almost simultaneously: "Avada Kedavra!"

"Bang!"

The spell struck Tom's body, but at the same time, the two of them turned into a vortex and disappeared from the spot.

……

Tom and Harry suddenly appeared in the Forbidden Forest, but collapsed to the ground as soon as they appeared.

Harry remained unconscious but was unharmed, while Tom had a large hole in his abdomen.

Moreover, one of his arms appeared to have been torn off by a tremendous force, leaving only half a broken piece, with a translucent forearm visible in its place, replacing the original flesh and blood.

Just like when he was injured before, Tom didn't feel any particular pain.

However, disturbed by Quirrell's spell, Apparition malfunctioned, causing him to split into two parts, and his wand disappeared somewhere.

He sat up and observed his surroundings. It was indeed the Forbidden Forest, but thankfully he hadn't strayed too far.

Then he looked at his severed upper arm and the large hole in his abdomen, and a strange feeling flashed through his mind.

His wounds were slowly bleeding, and he was indeed very weak, but Tom felt that this was unlikely to lead to his death.

"Having already died once, how could they possibly be killed again?"

Even the Killing Curse is ineffective against him.

He took the diary out of his chest. "Perhaps this is my true self."

As he was pondering this, a voice suddenly came from afar, "Find him! He's nearby!"

Voldemort!

Tom was startled; they had actually caught up with him?

We must hide.

But with his wand gone, and in his current condition, he can't carry Harry.

What should I do?

He quickly rummaged through his pockets and found only a bottle of wolf-transformation potion that Qiu Zhang had given him, besides the fairy coins. However, the fairy coins had a very short range, and there was definitely no signal here. The wolf-transformation potion also seemed useless at the moment.

Wait, a wolf-transforming potion?

This name sounds familiar.

Tom suddenly recalled Lucas's memories that he had read in the diary.

When Lucas was searching for the ruins of Hogwarts in the future, he also took the Werewolf Potion, which was said to have been left behind by the Prophet.

prophet……

The prophecy also seemed to say, "The prophet left the key to him in a secret room."

Tom thought for a moment, then suddenly reached into Harry's pocket and rummaged around, finding a gold coin.

The gold coin, which was slightly larger than a regular Galleon, was engraved with a raven.

Raven Gold Coins!

This is Mr. Murphy's reward!

Harry and his friends obtained the gold coin from Murphy's trap, but they kept it hidden, unaware of its purpose, until Tom found it.

"Could this be the key to him?"

"Master, look here! Bloodstains!" Quirrell's voice rang out from nearby. "They're right here!"

There was no time to hesitate; he had to give it a try.

Tom grabbed Harry with one hand and held the gold coin in the other.

He didn't know what the gold coin was for, so he could only try to infuse it with magic.

Suddenly, a tremendous suction force came from the gold coin.

Then the two of them suddenly disappeared from the spot.

……

A door key! It's actually a door key!

After a dizzying moment, Harry and Tom suddenly found themselves in a private room belonging to the Three Broomsticks.

Meanwhile, Murphy was enjoying a honey beer alone in a private room.

Tom grabbed him. "Teacher! It's you, it really is you."

"What is me?"

"You are... a prophet..."

After saying that, Tom lost consciousness.

Murphy downed his beer in one gulp, went to Tom's side, turned him over, and pried open his other hand, which was clenched tightly.

A red stone lay there quietly.

Philosopher's Stone.

After all that effort, I finally got it.

Murphy breathed a sigh of relief.

The Philosopher's Stone can not only be used to make elixirs of immortality, but it can also turn stones into gold... This even involves atomic-level changes, and Murphy is very curious about how it does it.

In Muggle society, humans can only alter matter at the atomic level through fusion and fission reactions.

If the Philosopher's Stone truly could turn lead into gold, where did the energy from those material transformations go? Is it possible to retrieve and utilize it?

Can it be used to transform other elements?

If possible, this thing might be able to create the fusion engine in The Wandering Earth.

Murphy picked up the Philosopher's Stone, examined it in his palm, and suddenly felt that something was amiss.

This thing should be an extremely powerful magical creation, so why can't I sense any magic power at all?

He thought for a moment, then closed his eyes. In his magical vision, the Philosopher's Stone looked just like an ordinary rock, not emitting any stronger magical fluctuations than things like tables and chairs.

He frowned and infused a wisp of magic into the stone. Gradually, the red magic stone faded in color, seemingly turning into a certain orange-yellow.

Magic color-changing effect...

This is a crystal!

Just an ordinary piece of red crystal!

This is not a magic stone!

So, what about the real Philosopher's Stone?

Murphy had been observing Tom through the Heart Seed and was certain that he hadn't switched the bodies, nor had Harry, and certainly not Voldemort; otherwise, he wouldn't have needed to chase Tom.

The next instant, Murphy understood.

Dumbledore.

That old bastard never put the real Philosopher's Stone into the Mirror of Erised!

Behind the trapdoor was just a test for Harry.

The most important test was whether Harry could obtain the Philosopher's Stone from the Mirror of Erised without any selfish motives.

Since this is just a test, and there's no need to use the Philosopher's Stone to make potions or anything, why put a real Philosopher's Stone in the mirror?

All we need to do is convince Harry that the Philosopher's Stone in the mirror is real, right?

In this way, whether it's Voldemort, Murphy, or anyone else who wants to steal the Philosopher's Stone, they will only fall into this false trap and get a fake Philosopher's Stone.

The real Philosopher's Stone may have always been with Dumbledore.

After all, it's just a fist-sized thing, so it's not much trouble to carry around.

That's why he left the school without any hesitation, and that's why he ignored Quirrell's little tricks... Maybe even without his interference, that's exactly what he did in the original story, otherwise his contradictory behavior cannot be explained.

Hahaha……

An uncontrollable rage surged within Murphy, and he clenched his right hand so tightly that he crushed the Philosopher's Stone into pieces.

Okay, Principal, is this how you play it?

With a thought, his consciousness connected with a crow thousands of kilometers away.

"Rahim, how's it going with your surveillance of Dumbledore's owls? Did you find Nicolas Flamel's location?"

(End of this chapter)