Harry Potter: Glory Bows to Me

Amanta jumped out from the hole behind the tapestry.

Quirrell's eyes suddenly widened and his face turned purple.

"You again! Damn it, damn it Merlin - when were you there? You're in the way, uh..."

He didn't say another word as Snape stuffed his mouth tightly with a piece of cloth.

"I think you need to explain why you are here, Miss Merlin. Why did you choose to run out and be a hero instead of staying in the hall with other students? Have you been infected with arrogance by Potter?"

Snape put away his wand coldly and looked Amanta up and down.

"Professor, it was my idea."

A clear voice sounded beside them, and the tapestry was lifted up again, and Harry crawled out from behind the tapestry.

"Humph... Only you can do such a stupid and brainless thing."

Harry came out and winked inside.

But Draco behind the tapestry remained unmoved.

"Do you take yourself for a corpse, my dear godson?"

"..."

After being called by Snape, Draco jumped out reluctantly with a pout.

"Very good, very good, three of you... all here, are you planning to get together to play wizard cards?"

Snape said in an extremely soft and cold tone, giving them goose bumps.

"Well, Lucius even wrote to me and begged me to take you to Hogsmeade this weekend. Is this how you repay him, my dear godson?"

"Professor, that's not the case. We are just worried that Quirrell will get the Philosopher's Stone."

Harry argued eagerly.

"You don't need to worry about professors' affairs, or do you think you are more powerful than the professors?"

Snape snorted.

"As a smart and thoughtful professor, I knew Quirrell would be nearby, and I even called Minerva, but she was distracted by what I said."

Yes, and what about Professor McGonagall?

Amanta subconsciously searched the corridor and soon found Professor McGonagall.

Fortunately, she seemed to be okay, just unconscious, half leaning behind an overturned cabinet.

"What are you still standing there for? Do you think you are a bunch of big-headed hairy monsters who have been discovered? Quickly help Professor McGonagall up and send her to the school hospital."

"Okay, Professor."

They tried hard to help Professor McGonagall up, but failed after several attempts. After all, it is not easy to lift an unconscious adult.

"Are you all just eating for free? Forget it, let me do it, you guys go watch this idiot."

Snape stretched out his leg and kicked Quirrell in the butt, and Quirrell staggered in front of them.

He made a muffled sound through his nose and looked at them with his eyes wide open, his eyeballs almost popping out of his sockets.

"My dear colleague, I suggest you be more honest. Some of my students are no less troublesome than I am."

Amanta and the other two took out their wands and pointed them at Quirrell.

"Come on."

Quirrell's face turned purple and he walked stiffly in front.

They pointed their wands at Quirrell all the way, and followed Snape to send Professor McGonagall to the school infirmary on the second floor.

As soon as they entered the school infirmary, Madam Pomfrey hurried over, looking so surprised that she was about to cry.

"Minerva! Oh...what's going on? Sev, quick, put her on the bed, slowly-"

She squatted down and gave Professor McGonagall a thorough examination.

"Thanks to Merlin's blessing, Minerva is fine, just a little dizzy. She will be fine after a night's rest."

She stood up and saw Professor Quirrell, who was tied up like a dumpling at the entrance of the school infirmary.

"Qurinus? Sif, why are you tying him up like this?"

"He certainly made some unforgivable mistakes... and we caught him in the act."

Snape spoke slowly.

Pomfrey glanced at Quirrell sternly, unable to deny it.

"Well, I believe Dumbledore will have his own decision. You should go out first and don't disturb Minerva's rest."

After saying that, Madam Pomfrey waved her hand and drove them all out.

……

Madam Pomfrey took the matter quite calmly.

But when they escorted Professor Quirrell, who was tied up like a mummy, into the auditorium, it still caused a sensation among the students.

"Merlin! Potter and Malfoy!" Prefect Gemma came over hurriedly, "You..."

She wanted to ask where they had been, but a glance at Professor Quirrell, who was tied up like a dumpling, interrupted the idea.

"Forget it... I hope you're all right."

They followed Snape along the long table towards the teachers' seats, unable to ignore the discussions passing by.

"Is there any grudge between Snape and Quirrell?"

"Did Quirrell let those horrible creatures in tonight? I thought it was Hagrid who did it..."

"Why are Merlin and the others here again? They are always there when something goes wrong..."

"Hey... do you think this has something to do with the fire in the Forbidden Forest?"

These words obviously also slipped into Quirrell's ears. He walked slower and slower, his legs were weak, and he looked around in horror.

"Go faster."

Draco pressed his wand against his back and said unhappily.

Quirrell froze, then moved a little faster.

Amid the shock and discussions of the entire hall, they walked to the podium, where Dumbledore was already waiting.

"Sev, you're back." Dumbledore nodded gently, "What happened?"

Quirrell tried to make a grunting sound, perhaps trying to defend himself, but no one paid any attention to him.

"Albus, he's escaped again."

Snape spoke up.

Dumbledore blinked behind his half-moon lenses. "That's normal, Sev. You did very well."

"Albus, he's back, I'm sure it's him, I'm sure..."

Snape lowered his eyes, his look empty.

"Yes, he is back."

Dumbledore looked at the dark clouds over the dome of the Great Hall.

That was one of the decorations for today's Halloween party. The gray clouds were getting thicker and thicker. The floating candles were almost covered by the clouds, and the weak light was breathing faintly in the clouds.

"He will never put himself in danger again. Quirinus is just his slave. He will abandon him at any time at the critical moment, but he will definitely come back. We must always be prepared."

After hearing what Dumbledore said, Quirrell completely gave up struggling, and his doubtful eyes wandered between Dumbledore and Snape.

When exactly did Snape and Dumbledore begin to suspect him?

He was extremely confused about this.

"Regarding all this, I would also like to thank Miss Merlin for reminding me at the beginning of the school year."

Dumbledore looked at Amanta with a smile.

Amanta responded politely: "Just luck, I guess."

"Luck is also a kind of strength, Miss Merlin."

Dumbledore said meaningfully.