Snakes at Hogwarts

"If this is what you are talking about, it is indeed an experience I temporarily arranged."

In the principal's office, Dumbledore nodded slightly.

"I found the giant monster before you, and happened to notice the two lost little guys, and then I deliberately led the giant monster to them."

"You also know the reason. I need to let Harry grow up as soon as possible. Moreover, those two little guys have always been under my protection. Their lives are not in danger."

"That giant monster is a very good training object. The Imperius Curse made it stupider than usual, and it also has problems with its eyesight."

"You didn't care about Quirrell? Aren't you worried that he successfully stole the Philosopher's Stone?" Snape raised his eyebrows in surprise.

The reason why he searched for the trolls with the professors instead of stopping Quirrell was because after the conversation that night, Snape believed that Dumbledore would definitely stop Quirrell.

However, what he didn't expect was that Dumbledore seemed quite relieved about the security measures surrounding the Philosopher's Stone.

Snape knew in his heart that the professors' levels were just training for the savior Potter. Except for the three-headed dog, the remaining levels were impossible to stop an experienced adult wizard.

"Of course I'm not worried, because it was just a trial by Voldemort. He gave up after finding that he couldn't pass the three-headed dog trained by Hagrid."

Although Dumbledore did not appear on the fourth floor that night, the strange thing was that he seemed to be very aware of what happened there.

"What's more, I haven't actually placed that stone behind those levels yet. I've been carrying it with me for such a long time."

Dumbledore took out a shabby cloth bag from his arms, and then threw it on the table casually, making a jingling sound.

Following the gap at the entrance of the bag, a blood-red stone fell out of the bag. Then, under the bright light, the stone continued to radiate scarlet light around.

This makes it look more dazzling than any other gemstone in the world.

Snape knew that was Nico Flamel's life's work.

The Philosopher's Stone, one of the highest achievements pursued by alchemists.

"I have not told anyone about this. You are the first to know." Dumbledore said, looking at Snape calmly.

Voldemort would never know that the contest between him and Dumbledore was never fair.

If Dumbledore really wanted to, Voldemort would never have had any chance of accessing the Philosopher's Stone.

"So, there is nothing in the restricted corridor that that person tried so hard to break into?"

Staring at the blood-red stone in the bag, Snape raised the corners of his mouth sarcastically, not knowing whether it was because of the mysterious man's stupidity or because of Dumbledore's masterful planning.

"For now, that's it, but before the last moment comes, I will put the Philosopher's Stone there, so that Voldemort can break into the net I laid out without looking back.

However, he will get nothing, because I will leave Voldemort with a level that he can never solve. "

"Since you have arranged everything, I don't understand why I need to test it?" Snape asked with a frown. For a long time, he only felt that he had never really understood Dumbledore.

"I need you to monitor Quirrell for me and pay close attention to his every move. I know that you are very experienced in surveillance, and I have not told anyone except you about Quirrell, so this matter I can only entrust it to you."

I knew it!

This damn old bastard stayed up late at night and put himself here for absolutely no good!

Snape couldn't help but curse in his mind.

What did he think of himself?

A private eye in the wizarding world?

Still experienced in surveillance?

I think he should be more experienced himself!

Thinking of this, Snape couldn't help but look behind Dumbledore. On the wall hanging the portrait of the principal behind him, Snape saw at a glance a man wearing silver-green robes and a delicate goatee. A middle-aged wizard.

At this moment, the latter was lying on a table with squinting eyes and snoring.

That was the ancestor of the Black family, Phineas Nigellus Black, the only Slytherin headmaster, who was elected as the most disrespectful person in the history of Hogwarts because of his spying on students and unabashed prejudice against Muggle students. Popular principal.

"What's your problem, Severus?"

"If I remember correctly, I also need to monitor Andros Lobach for you, that first-year boy who I don't know why you care about so much." Snape looked back and looked into Dumbledore's eyes.

"If you don't have a spell that can split a person in half, then I'm afraid I won't be able to complete this task very well." Snape's words were undisguised sarcasm.

"You have reminded me, has our Mr. Lobach behaved unusually recently?" Dumbledore asked with interest.

"If studying hard can be considered unusual, then he does have too many unusual performances! Compared with other first-year students, Lobach's hard work makes him look more like a person preparing for the ultimate wizard exam seventh graders.”

"Since he has not done anything extraordinary, let's not worry about him for the time being. Our focus now should be on Quirrell and the people behind him."

"By the way, there is one more thing I want to know. I need you to find out why Voldemort is so interested in the Forbidden Forest. You may not know yet, but he has controlled Quirrell to enter the Forbidden Forest many times."

"I understand. If there is nothing else, I will go back first." Snape nodded slightly, stood up, and took one last look at the scarlet stone on the table.

"Don't you feel excited when you face the Philosopher's Stone every day?" Snape asked.

"With your level of alchemy, you could have easily created the elixir of immortality. As long as you live, that person will never have the possibility of making a comeback."

"You think that because you don't understand alchemy, Severus." Dumbledore shook his head calmly.

"Alchemical magic is the most just balance in the world. No matter what you want, you must pay an equal price."

"In the final analysis, it's not that I don't want to live forever, I just don't want to pay the heavy price for immortality."