HP the red-haired savior

Time flies, and it's Halloween in a blink of an eye.Hogwarts has a Halloween party, and the entire auditorium is decorated in a festive atmosphere. Hisoka, Sean, and Joshua sat at the corner of the Gryffindor table and ate a festive feast in silence. .

"I heard that Slytherin has a Halloween ball." Sean said, and glanced at Hisoka, "Didn't Malfoy tell you?"

"Actually." Hisoka nodded, "Draco and Blaise also asked me if I wanted to play together."

"Did you agree?" Joshua asked.

"Of course not." Hisoka's tone was quite natural, "I'm not from Slytherin, why go to their dance?"

"Tsk, haven't you always been very close to Malfoy and Zabini!" Joshua said with a smile.

"I'm also very close to you~" Hisoka said, "We still sleep in the same dormitory~"

"Oh, I understand so well!" Sean exclaimed exaggeratedly.

Then Joshua laughed: "Little Xiali is so sweet and sensual!"

At this moment, Professor Quirrell suddenly rushed into the dining room, his big scarf was tilted on his head, and his face was full of horror.Everyone stared at him as he walked over to Professor Dumbledore's chair, leaned over the table, and gasped, "The troll—in the dungeon—thought you should know."

After he finished speaking, he fell to the floor and passed out.

"Troll?" Sean raised his eyebrows. "How did that thing come to Hogwarts? It obviously has a protective formation."

"Although I have known Quirrell's level for a long time, but..." Joshua frowned, feeling very disgusted, "He will be stunned by giant monsters or something, why is such a guy our Defense Against the Dark Arts professor?!"

"You can't say that, you know, the troll is at the XXXX level." Sean said, "But it is true that as a professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts, Quirrell is too weak."

"He didn't really faint~" Hisoka said suddenly.

"Huh?" Joshua asked suspiciously, "What do you mean?"

"He's pretending, but I don't know why he pretended to be unconscious." Hisoka said, narrowing his eyes, "I always feel that something very interesting will happen~"

But most of the students were not as orderly as the three of them, and they chatted leisurely, and the restaurant was already in chaos.Dumbledore had to make several piercing pyrotechnic explosions from the tip of his wand before everyone fell silent. "Prefect," he said in a low voice, "immediately lead the students from your academy to the dormitory!"

So, the prefects of the four colleges began to greet the young wizards of each college, especially the first graders.

"Come with me! Don't stray, first-years! You don't have to fear any trolls as long as you do what I say! Now, stay close behind me. Get out of the way, first-years are passing! Excuse me, I am the prefect!"

"Xiali, are you still leaving?" Sean asked as he watched Hisoka slip under the long table.

"I want to stay and see what Professor Quirrell wants to do~" Hisoka replied with a smile, "Sean, Joshua, do you want to go together?"

"Okay!" Joshua also got under the table, "I'm also curious, if this Quirrell is not as incompetent as he appears."

"Okay," Sean shrugged, and said helplessly, "Since you all said so, I'll stay with you too!" As he said that, he also squatted down, squatting with Hisoka and Joshua Together.

After a few minutes, there was gradually no sound in the hall. It seemed that the professors and students had all left.

"Go!" A deep and hoarse voice sounded, Hisoka, Sean, and Joshua all listened quietly without any movement, "Go to the fourth floor and get the Philosopher's Stone!"

"Yes, Master!" The voice was very familiar to them, it was the professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts, Quirrell.

Then, a burst of footsteps gradually faded away, and finally gradually disappeared.

Just as Sean was about to speak, Hisoka covered his mouth.

"?" Sean blinked, and Violet's eyes were full of doubts.

Hisoka shook his head slightly.

Then, Quirrell's voice sounded outside the auditorium: "Master, I just said, there is no one inside."

After that, the footsteps went away again, and this time Quirrell really left.

Hisoka then released his hand covering Joshua's mouth.

"The Philosopher's Stone," Xiao En said softly, his eyes filled with surprise, "the Philosopher's Stone is actually in Hogwarts!" He could lower his voice, but he could still hear the shock in his words.

"If it's the Philosopher's Stone..." Joshua frowned. "What is the purpose of Quirrell's 'master' eager to get the Philosopher's Stone? If it's immortality..."

"Didn't you find out?" Hisoka also said in a low voice, "Quirrell called that strange voice 'Master', but after that, there was only one footstep from beginning to end."

"So, that 'Master' may not have an entity?!" Sean's eyes widened. "Could it be the mysterious man? After the mysterious man was defeated by you and your brother 11 years ago, it is said that no body was found!"

"That is to say, the mysterious man may not have really died? In this way, it makes sense to want the Philosopher's Stone." Joshua frowned, and said with some puzzlement, "It's just that if the mysterious man lost his life 11 years ago Without his body, how could he still be 'alive'?"

"Maybe he's just half dead~" Hisoka narrowed his eyes, "Although I'm curious about his current state, we should go back to Gryffindor Tower now."

Said, Hisoka came out from under the table: "Let's go!"

Sean and Joshua also got out, but they still hadn't reacted—they were shocked by their guess, and they were still in a daze until now.Hisoka grabbed one in each hand and led the two up to Gryffindor Tower.

"You're late, my dear," the Fat Lady said with a smile. "Password?"

"Honeyeater." Hisoka announced the password, and then the fat lady opened the door for them.

Hisoka took Sean and Joshua into the common room. There was no one in the common room, and the little wizards had probably returned to their dormitories.At this time, Sean and Joshua were already somewhat awake. The three of them walked up the stairs, found their bedroom and opened the door to enter.

"Where did you go?" Orsini lay on the bed, and when he saw the three people coming in, he immediately sat up and asked.

"Yeah, we've been looking for you for a long time." Byron also said, "We were about to tell Weasley! But at least Ossini stopped me and said that this would make you lose points from Weasley."

"We discovered something, very interesting~" Hisoka sat down on his bed with a smile, and said.

"Interesting?" Sean's voice disagreed. "I don't think it's interesting, but it's important."

"Yes, it's a very important thing." Joshua also nodded, "If we guess right, it's really a big thing."

"What is it?" asked Byron, "tell us about it!"

"It's like this, Xiali said that Quirrell didn't really faint, and then we hid under the long table to see why Quirrell pretended to be faint..." Sean briefly told the story, and then said, "Although it's just our guess, I think it's very likely that it's the mysterious person. After all, besides him, who else in the magic world would be called the 'Master'?"

"It could be the one in Germany, too," Byron said.

"Oh, come on, the one in Germany doesn't let the saints call him master!" retorted Joshua.

"Uh, wait, who are the 'mysterious man' and the 'German man' you mentioned?" Orsini asked with some doubts.

"This..." Sean hesitated, and finally said, "I suggest you go to the library to borrow a copy of "Modern History of Magic", or "Important Magical Events of the Twentieth Century", which contain introductions."

"The two of them are two famous dark wizards in modern times. The German one is called the first-generation Dark Lord, and the mysterious man is the second-generation Dark Lord." Joshua said, "The German one was defeated by Principal Dumbledore. , and now lives in Nurmengadry, the prison he built; as for the mysterious man... Tsk, who knows what's going on with him now."

"I thought Charlie and Harry had killed You-Know-Who," Byron said.

"Oh, yes," Sean nodded, "but maybe he saved his life."

Joshua pursed his lips, and said two words: "Horcrux."

"What?" Orsini didn't hear clearly.

"It's nothing." Joshua shook his head, "Okay, let's not talk about this, everyone go to sleep!"

Hisoka got under the covers: "Orsini, Byron, Sean, and Joshua, good night everyone~"

"Good night, Charlie."

"Good night."

Hisoka pulled down the bed curtain, blinking his golden eyes.

I don't know why, but I always feel that Joshua is a bit strange...

Joshua made him feel less like Sean, more like Draco and Blaise.

And the owner of Quirrell... In fact, Hisoka felt him the first time he saw Quirrell, but that person also looked very strange.

He clearly felt the opponent's strength, but at the same time he also felt the opponent's weakness.

So weak... as if he would die if he was not careful.

But the thick black magic power is not fake.

It's so weird...

Hisoka found it very interesting. If the Philosopher's Stone could make him no longer so weak that he seemed to die at any time, then... would this person be a formidable opponent?Maybe it will excite him or maybe...

Tsk, I don't know if Quirrell can succeed tonight...

Hisoka fell asleep expectantly.

When I woke up the next day, I heard the story of my cheap brother Harry and his two little friends——Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger outwitting the troll.At the same time, he also noticed the limping black apple, and the "master" who was still half dead.

It seems that Quirrell did not succeed last night, perhaps it was stopped by the black apple.

After the Potions class, Hisoka returned to the Potions classroom on purpose, and saw Snape limping back to the small office in the inner room with the potions prepared by the students, because using a spell on the potions would cause the quality of the potions to deteriorate. change, so Snape had to move it himself.

"Professor~" Hisoka stepped forward with a smile and asked, "Do you need help?"

"Potter—" Snape's voice was a little annoyed, he lowered his voice and threatened, "If you don't want Gryffindor to take points for your stupidity and meddling, get out now, right now, right now." !"

"Professor, are you embarrassed?" Hisoka snatched the potions from him, then walked into the small office with twists and turns, and put them on the desk.Then, Hisoka walked up to Snape again, and said sadly, "The professor treats me so coldly these days~ We knew each other a long time ago, and we went to Diagon Alley together~"

"Please don't be familiar with yourself, Mr. Potter." Snape looked at Hisoka blankly.

"Professor is so stubborn..." Hisoka laughed, and his childish voice sounded strange for some reason, "Did the professor go to the corridor on the fourth floor last night? Did you meet Professor Quirrell?" He said, He stretched out his hand and touched Snape's injury with great precision. Just when Snape opened his mouth to scold him for being unreasonable, Hisoka pressed it down hard.

"Uh--"

So Snape's unspoken scolding turned into a muffled grunt.

"It hurts, professor?" Hisoka asked with a smile, "This kind of wound may cause misunderstanding if people see it... especially my brother who hates you very much."

Snape's eyes flickered slightly.

"Let go, Potter." He looked at Hisoka, his eyes were like obsidian, but they were dimmed for some reason, and the two thin lips spit out words that were slightly higher than a whisper, but they were quite intimidating.

"Isn't the professor worried?" Hisoka ignored Snape's words, but asked himself, "If I can make it invisible..." Hisoka tore Snape's There was a big cut in the robe and the trousers inside, revealing a bloody wound, and then Hisoka put his hand on it, and when he took it away again, his leg was already clean. "Does the professor feel better?"

"Get out, Potter!" Snape blushed with anger, took out his wand and threw Hisoka out of the classroom with the Levitation Charm, and then closed the door with a bang.

The damned Charlie Potter!

Snape frowned, staring at his bare/exposed calves.

Although the pain is still there, the calf does not look injured anymore.

I don't know what that Potter did.