"Yeah, I believe it, let's continue making it up."

Avada looked at the three guys in front of him, wondering if they were really in conflict with him.

Oh, Harry Potter restrained Avada Kedavra, that's fine.

The three of them looked at each other for a while, and finally Harry raised his head first: "Ken, can you come with us? What I'm going to say next is very important. It's about what you told me on Christmas night. …”

He closed his mouth when he said this, and then began to give crazy hints with his eyes.

"……Fine."

Avada followed the three of them to the empty classroom where the three of them had discussed the problem. As soon as the door closed, Harry couldn't wait to ask: "Ken, you said Snape couldn't possibly want to steal the Sorcerer's Stone. Can you tell me why?"

"...Unfortunately, we can't."

Avada shook her head - you can't just reveal Snape's identity as a spy, right?

"Then what would you think if we told you that we found irrefutable evidence that Snape wanted to steal the Philosopher's Stone?"

Harry asked nervously and took a step back without leaving a trace. Ron clenched his fists, and Hermione's hand was quietly placed on the wand...

Avada:…

"Well, you don't have to tell me so obviously that you are preparing to fight."

He rolled his eyes and ignored the surprised looks of the three people: "You should have put your wands in the most concealed and convenient position before you came... and Ron, why are you clenching your fists? Where is your wand?!"

"I know what you are thinking. You are suspecting that I lied to you, and even worked with Professor Snape who 'wanted to steal the Sorcerer's Stone'..."

"So how are you going to explain it?"

Seeing that her intention had been exposed, Hermione simply pulled out her wand, but did not point it directly at Avada.

"……follow me."

After a moment of silent confrontation, Avada turned around and opened the door, waving to the three of them: "I will take you directly to Professor Dumbledore and let him explain to you."

He decided not to bother fooling these guys - he just threw the burden to Dumbledore. Didn't he want to raise a savior? Then let him clean up these messes by himself. His time shouldn't be wasted dealing with this mess...

"Can you meet Dumbledore?"

"Of course you can. I also know the password for the principal's office... Come with me, it's on the eighth floor."

Avada strode directly to the eighth floor, and the three Harrys followed nervously and curiously - they had been in Hogwarts for more than half a year, and they had never seen what the principal's office looked like.

"This is it."

Avada stopped in front of the stone beast on the eighth floor, then opened his mouth, but did not make a sound for a long time...

"Well, do any of you know how to pronounce it?"

Finally, he turned to look at the three of them and asked awkwardly.

"???"

"The password is in Italian. I can't pronounce that sound..."

"..."

"I can."

Hermione stood up helplessly: "Tell me how to read it, and tell me the part that requires the pronunciation, and I will read it."

"Great, the pronunciation is..."

Avada told Hermione the outrageous name, and she lived up to expectations and pronounced the word with smooth and standard pronunciation...

no response.

"what happened?"

Avada frowned and poked the stone beast, which earned him a disgusted eye roll. No, Stone Eyes said, "These are passwords from a long time ago. They have been changed a long time ago!"

"Oh, you should have told me earlier."

Avada suddenly felt relaxed: "Sizzling honey bees."

"Lemonade?"

"Mints?"

"Bibi's all-flavored beans?"

"Chocolate frog?"

"Treacle pie?"

"Pile of cockroaches?"

The stone beast finally jumped away helplessly: "Although I really don't want to let you in like this..."

Avada glanced at him proudly, then greeted the three people who were still confused and walked into the newly opened portal - he didn't remind the stone beast that he could install a "misleading password" to target someone directly after a certain number of times. "Lock" function.

After walking up the spiral staircase, Avada knocked on the wooden door in front of her: "Professor Dumbledore, it's me, Ken."

"Ken?"

After the door opened, Avada immediately saw Dumbledore sitting at the desk reading something. He habitually pushed up his half-moon glasses before asking: "Mr. Ken, oh, and Mr. Potter, Mr. Weasley, Miss Granger...what can you do?"

"That's right, Professor."

Avada sighed tiredly and said: "During the Christmas vacation, Harry and I exchanged information for some reasons, and thus deduced that what you kept in the corridor on the fourth floor was Nico... Flamel’s Philosopher’s Stone…”

In fact, Dumbledore was beside them when they exchanged information, but this was not what Avada should know, so he had to repeat it to Dumbledore.

"At that time, Harry insisted that Professor Snape wanted to steal the Philosopher's Stone, but you know the situation on my side...so I told him that it was not Professor Snape. But just now he seemed to have got some ideas from Professor Snape. They asked me for evidence of stealing the Philosopher's Stone. And I also feel that they know a little too much and may have an unstable influence, so I plan to ask you to make a decision."

After saying that, Avada stepped aside and gave the protagonist's seat to Harry and the others.

"I see."

Dumbledore nodded gently, and then turned his gaze to the three Harrys: "In other words, you now know that the magic stone stored in the corridor on the fourth floor is a magic stone, right?"

"Yes...yes, Professor."

The three of them replied nervously - logically speaking, this was not something they should know.

"And you still think Professor Snape wants to steal it, can you tell me why?"

"I saw him threatening Professor Quirrell, not long ago, in the Forbidden Forest..."

Harry quickly told Dumbledore what he saw and heard word for word, while Dumbledore listened and stroked his beard thoughtfully...

"I see."

After hearing the whole story, Dumbledore nodded and looked at the three Harrys with a smile: "Thank you very much for being so caring about my friend Nico and for being willing to spend a lot of time investigating."

"But I can tell you that the Philosopher's Stone is being closely protected and is quite safe. In addition to me, there are also the deans of the four colleges, including Professor Snape, and Professor Quirrell who have set up plans for it. In addition to the protective magic and Lu Wei provided by Hagrid... you can imagine how strict and thorough the protection we have constructed together will be."

"I know, Professor. But Snape..."

"It's Professor Snape, Harry."

"Yes, it's him... He is now trying to find a way to get through those tight protections, and he is also forcing Professor Quirrell to find a way for him to get through Lu Wei..."

"Okay, don't worry so much."

Dumbledore looked relaxed and waved his hand to interrupt Harry: "I can only say that since I chose to hire Professor Snape to teach at Hogwarts, I naturally have a unique vision. As for the Philosopher's Stone... there's no need to worry, it's very safe, and the three-headed dog Luwei alone can keep out all intruders."

Avada's eyelids jumped as she listened: Dumbledore talked vaguely for a long time, without saying a word to the point, which would not dispel Harry and the others' suspicion of Snape even a little bit...

Therefore, when the three Harrys learned that Hagrid had revealed Lu Wei's weakness, and that Dumbledore had left school and gone to London, they would still rush into the corridor on the fourth floor without hesitation to try to stop "Snape", and then use The power of the Protection Spell could seriously injure or kill Voldemort.

Of course, this was just Dumbledore's own calculation. Avada knew that the protection spell could not directly kill Voldemort in the wandering spirit state. As for what Dumbledore would do after receiving his anonymous letter, and whether he would consider adopting his plan...that's not sure.

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