i invent at hogwarts

Chapter 100 The Legend Begins

Snape, who came belatedly, used all the spells he knew to check the scorched Quirrell from head to toe several times, and then announced with a little surprise and joy.

"Yes, he died."

Snape's tail sounded upwards, and his voice became smooth again, not as murderous as when he first came.

"Oh, it looks like we missed a lot of stories."

Dumbledore came in after Professor McGonagall, his eyebrows raised in surprise.

The last one to come in was the proud cat, Mao Mao.

Wonderful slowly came out from behind the professors, her little chin was raised high, her big fluffy tail stood up like an antenna.

Rieg quickly picked up Weird who was asking for praise, and slapped it from beginning to end viciously, making Weird meow.

Fox slid down from the air and circled above Rigg and the others.

It is a magnificent golden-red bird with golden feathers, sharp beak and claws.

"Wow, this is... is this a phoenix? I read it in a book." Hermione's eyes followed the flying phoenix Fawkes without blinking.

After coming to the magic world, she saw dragons and unicorns, the three most anticipated magical creatures, except Phoenix.

The number of phoenixes is much rarer than that of dragons and unicorns. She thought that she might never see them in this life.

Fox flew in the air a few times, its eyes were shining, as if there was water flashing across it.

Before coming, Dumbledore had prepared for the worst. He hoped that Fox's tears could save one or two little wizards who were still alive.

When Fawkes found that these little wizards were not seriously injured that needed treatment, he fell into Dumbledore's hands again and began to comb his feathers.

Dumbledore's blue eyes behind the glasses widened slightly because of Fox's actions.

Four young wizards in the first grade faced the seriously injured Tom alone, and finally retreated unscathed. Dumbledore carefully looked at the four young wizards who were destined to become legends in the future.

Voldemort's real name was Tom Marvolo Riddle, and Dumbledore generally didn't call him Voldemort or that other wizard's nickname because of fear.

"I really have a lot to know, but it's late now..."

Dumbledore raised his hand and swiped, countless water vapor gushed out from the tip of his wand, condensing into a water mirror above the classroom open space.

In the water mirror is the silent and dark Forbidden Forest, the bright moon, the picture in the mirror keeps moving, and finally the most lively Gryffindor lounge in Hogwarts Castle.

Rigg and the others saw that the twins had sneaked up on some little wizard again. There were chubby canaries everywhere in the lounge, and everyone sitting around pointed at those canaries and laughed.

Professor McGonagall and Professor Snape took advantage of Dumbledore's spellcasting, circling around the four restless little wizards, and jointly cast detection magic.

That's not their forte, Madam Pomfrey was on her way.

Fortunately, the test results are very good.

These four little wizards only suffered some skin trauma, and some minor problems such as excessive consumption of mana or mental exhaustion.

Professor McGonagall finally put his heart back into his stomach, and Snape closed his eyes forcefully.

If Harry, Lily's only blood, died, he really didn't know what he would do.

When I was concentrating on fighting Voldemort, I didn't feel anything. Now that the professors are here, Rigg and the others feel their bodies are sore and sore, and their eyelids are fighting with themselves.

The feeling of sleepiness came up immediately.

Rigg, Harry, and Hermione had a lot to ask Professor Dumbledore, and they were about to speak.

Ron's stomach was rumbling.

Soon, in the center of the venue, the stomachs of the quartet began to drum.

Hermione blushed and pressed her belly hard, hoping it would stop ringing.

Merlin's Sorcerer's Stone, make a fool of yourself in front of Rieger and respected Professor Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall.

Hermione was so desperate that she wanted to slam her head into the curse that Voldemort had cast just now.

"Ah, Professor Dumbledore!" Hermione suddenly remembered the ultimate goal of their adventure.

She carefully took out the Philosopher's Stone, which still had her body temperature, from the inner pocket of the wizard's robe, and handed it to Professor Dumbledore.

Dumbledore smiled kindly, with a bit of inexplicable narrowness in his smile.

"Miss Granger can keep this gem as a commemoration of your heroic performance." He blinked while talking, Rigg and the others opened their mouths in disbelief.

"Could it be..." Harry exclaimed.

The drowsy Ron also raised his head and asked, "Huh? What's the matter? What happened?"

Dumbledore explained gently, "There is indeed a Philosopher's Stone in Hogwarts."

He took out a stone from his wizard robe that looked exactly like the one in Hermione's hand, only shimmering.

That's why Dumbledore came so late. After returning to the castle, he first confirmed the safety of the Philosopher's Stone, and then came to the corridor.

"Of course we also discovered that many young wizards are curious about the fourth floor."

Rigg and the others just didn't look at Professor Dumbledore, and Ron's eyeballs rolled around.

"To keep the Philosopher's Stone safe," Dumbledore smiled, "what better place than my headmaster's office?"

Rigg shook his head, and laughed speechlessly, "So Voldemort worked hard for a semester, and all he found was a fake?"

Dumbledore shook his head, looked at Rieger and said, "Thanks to your efforts, Tom has never obtained or found the Philosopher's Stone."

In order for these little wizards to get the prestige and status they deserved, Dumbledore decided to add points to the four little wizards on the second day.

"Huh? Is this a fake?" Ron yelled in disappointment, and Harry looked at Ron in surprise.

"Isn't that great? Even if Voldemort wins us, he won't get the Philosopher's Stone?"

Harry's bewildered eyes made Ron bow his head in shame. How dare he tell his fellow fighters that he just felt like this, and the gold content of his adventure story has dropped.

Madam Pomfrey, who rushed over, finally reached the door of the last classroom. She was full of resentment and complained about the group of little wizards who knew how to travel at night and didn't let her worry.

As soon as she entered the door, Madam Pomfrey saw the charred body of Quirrell on the ground.

"This is..." She looked at Dumbledore in disbelief, and Dumbledore nodded with her.

"Merlin's robe!"

Madam Pomfrey strode over and began to check on Rigg and the others.

Rigg was like a good baby. Madam Pomfrey raised her arm when she told her to, and her leg when she asked her to.

So did Harry.

No one wants to get Madam Pomfrey's bad luck, except one.

After examining the little wizard, Madam Pomfrey swallowed her heart, and discussed with Professor McGonagall that Rigg and the others should stay in the medical room for a few days to facilitate observation.

Rigg originally wanted to ask Professor Dumbledore a few more questions, but was reminded by Rigg, and remembered Dumbledore's Madam Pomfrey, who didn't give the most prestigious legendary wizard in the British magic world a little bit of face.

In front of Rigg and the others, he scolded Dumbledore a bloody spray.

Rigg gasped, thinking that perhaps Madam Pomfrey was the legendary boss in the school.

Dumbledore repeatedly waved his hands to Madam Pomfrey to apologize, his wizard hat was crooked.

Before Rigg and the others were taken away by Professor McGonagall, Dumbledore took the time to make an appointment with them to visit them in the medical room the next afternoon.

A good night's dream.

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