[Comprehensive] Digging Secrets in the Academy of Magic

Al's nerves tightened, and he reflexively pulled his clothes over to cover his scars, not wanting to be seen by Dumbledore, lest he ask how he got hurt.

"Oh, don't be nervous, Mr. Malfoy." Dumbledore had a kind expression on his face, walked slowly to Al's side, looked at the somewhat bewildered George, and said, "Mr. Weasley doesn't need to avoid it, I just heard that Malfoy Mr. Fu has entered the medical wing again, I haven't seen you before when you were seriously ill and recovering from injuries."

Al was silent.He knew that he couldn't hide from Dumbledore that he was admitted to the medical wing because of the exhaustion of black magic, but Dumbledore never mentioned it. He thought that the other party turned a blind eye because of his father's status. Is it time to settle accounts after autumn?

This was Al's first face-to-face conversation with Dumbledore after entering school.He was a little nervous, although he knew that he hadn't practiced Occlumency well, he still tried hard to imagine erecting a barrier in his mind to keep out possible temptations.

Dumbledore handed a large piece of chocolate to each of the two children: "Eat some chocolate, it is very helpful for children who have been frightened."

Al opened his mouth, wanting to refute the sentence of "being frightened", but thinking about it, even if he could resist Dumbledore and George with Occlumency, Dumbledore would still know what they did, so he gave up. Pop the chocolate into your mouth.

Still delicious.

Waiting silently for the two children to finish eating the chocolates, Dumbledore glanced back and forth between George and Al, and sighed: "Although I have learned a little bit, seeing Malfoy and Weasley can let go of prejudice, The closeness, I still find it incredible."

Al licked his lips, feeling something was wrong.

A good relationship is a good relationship, how can I say it's so ambiguous...

He always felt that Dumbledore would exclaim "younglove" in a singing tone in the next second.

"Maybe we had a deep misunderstanding of each other before." George shrugged. "Judging someone by their last name...that's kind of silly, isn't it?"

However, Al thought, in fact, it is not without basis to judge a person based on their surname. Family education has an extremely profound impact on a person, just like the Weasley family will never care about pure blood or not, while the Malfoy family is pure blood. Like a loyal supporter of blood speech.

If Al is not a reborn, but an out-and-out HP native, under the subtle education, he will definitely think that pure blood is the highest, just like Draco in the original book.It’s just that Al was already an adult in his 20s before he was reborn. Modern people’s thinking is that all beings are equal. Whether it is the supremacy of wizards or the supremacy of pure blood, Al does not accept or agree with it.

If Al was a Malfoy in the traditional sense, forming a friendship with Weasley would be almost impossible, for no other reason than education.

"I'm very happy to see such a friendship." Dumbledore's eyes turned red when he remembered something, "Weasley and Malfoy, Gryffindor and Slytherin."

Al frowned slightly, the corners of his mouth drooped, and he looked aggrieved: "But you don't like Slytherin, do you?"

Although it is understandable that Dumbledore gave them extra points because the Sorcerer's Stone was protected by Harry's trio, but when the last two colleges were evenly divided, he specially added points to Neville... This is a bit too obvious. up.Dumbledore, of course, prefers Harry.

After studying in Slytherin for a year, Al has a good relationship with most of the wizards of the same college. Regardless of family and prejudice, the children are all good children. The fundamental contradiction between the colleges is the difference of concept.

Dumbledore said sternly: "As the principal, I treat every house equally, but I may be particularly concerned about one of the children. After all, I am just an ordinary wizard." Dumbledore blinked at Al, and the corner of Al's mouth twitched. smoke.

As if it wasn't you who told Harry "I'm smarter than most wizards"...

"Little Mr. Malfoy, we all know that there are many very powerful forces in this world. Pursuing power itself is right, but we always have to worry about our own abilities and the consequences of pursuing power."

Al couldn't say anything about his suffering. He didn't use black magic to pursue power, but to save his life.

He nodded with a bitter expression, anyway, now that he has a contract, he can't use black magic anymore.

Dumbledore paused, then changed the topic: "For example, if you have the ability to eat a pile of cockroaches, you can eat a pile of cockroaches, but if you don't have the ability to eat a pile of cockroaches, you will be spit it out disgustingly before you put it in your mouth. "

Al and George: "..."

What a weird metaphor.

Dumbledore only stayed in the medical wing for a while and then left. Before leaving, he asked Al to protect himself with some ulterior motives.

Al didn't expect to hide from Dumbledore about his last visit to the hospital wing.According to George, there was a lot of commotion at the time, and it was not easy to hide Narcissa and Lucius from it. It was not easy to just seal the mouths of Pansy and the others, and Draco had to be persuaded.Fortunately, Draco didn't want Al to be punished by Lucius, so he kept his mouth shut.

After resting for a while, when the bruises on the shoulders almost disappeared, the two of them went back to their respective dormitories.

Draco was already in the dormitory, and when he saw Al, he stood up immediately.

"I saw a...a demon!"

Draco describes...

"Speak slowly, don't be afraid." Al hugged Draco and patted him on the back.The child's heart was beating fast, and Al dug out a piece of chocolate from his candy storage and fed it to Draco.

After eating the chocolate, Draco's mood calmed down quite a bit, and he still said with some excitement: "That monster! He's drinking unicorn blood! And he wants to hurt Harry!"

Speaking of this, Draco's expression became angry again: "Hagrid and Fang are there! I am too! How dare he!"

Al shook his head amusedly, and patted Draco on the head: "Of course Harry will be fine with you here."

Draco took great pleasure in the compliment.

"But what the hell is that...why would someone drink the blood of a unicorn, and it's a dead unicorn." After completely calming down, Draco frowned and asked, "The blood of a unicorn is Cursed, unless it voluntarily extends your life... But I've never heard of a unicorn getting close to a wizard. Drinking the cursed blood, even if it extended his life, it wouldn't last long .”

Al nodded.The curse of unicorn blood seemed to come true later—although Voldemort was resurrected, he died at the hands of Harry within three years.

All the men who wanted to come to Voldemort did not end well.After touching Harry, Quirrell was burned to ashes by Lily's guardian magic on Harry, Pettigrew Peter was strangled to death by the novice made for him by Voldemort, Little Crouch was kissed by the dementor and his soul was kissed. Those who had been loyal to him but had since switched sides, Regulus Black and Severus, were dead.

"No matter who it is, it's not a good thing." Al concluded.

In the next few days, Al never saw Quirrell again, and rumors of Quirrell's disappearance quickly spread in the school.

Al and George went to the Forbidden Forest in the future, but they couldn't find Fred's broom. I don't know if it was picked up by the centaur or some magical creature and discarded.Al was very guilty, especially when there was a Quidditch match shortly afterwards, but George didn't care, saying that it would be fine to use the school's broom, anyway, the school's broom could fly faster than the two of them's broken broom.

And Al, as a first year student, couldn't bring his broom to Hogwarts and buy new brooms for George and Fred - at least not in his own name.He didn't have any senior brothers and sisters to entrust, and it really hurt his brain for this matter.

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"You mean, when you first met the man in black, besides the centaur and Hagrid, there seemed to be others who attacked Quirrell, right?"

A few young wizards gathered together, and Al didn't change his face, as if the person who attacked Quirrell was not himself, he said.

Harry nodded: "I heard a very loud voice, but I couldn't see anyone. I just seemed to hear some voices in the air...It was too dark, and I couldn't see."

Al breathed a sigh of relief calmly, and said in a row: "At least we can be sure that the man in black robe was injured, and Quirrell has been missing for almost a week, and the headmaster didn't give any explanation, but strengthened Hogwarts. The vigilance of the police... The curfew is early, the professors and prefects are patrolling frequently, what are they guarding against. What if the man in the black robe is Quirrell? Quirrell is still hiding somewhere in the school, and it will be very dangerous for students to encounter him, so the vigilance has been stepped up."

Hermione showed a thoughtful expression: "This makes everything make sense."

"But why?" Harry frowned, very confused, "Why did Quirrell do these things, I mean, he looks healthy, there's no need to use unicorn blood—"

Under normal thinking, who would have imagined that Quirrell still carries the soul of a Dark Lord who has disappeared for nearly 12 years. The little wizards are puzzled, and Al is not going to tell them. He opened his mouth and ate the chocolate frog handed over by Draco. , while vaguely saying: "Don't worry about it, this is a matter for the professors, and we don't have anything to do if we know about it."

Harry also took a chocolate frog from Draco, opened it and glanced at the card: "It's Dumbledore again. The first card I opened was him—oh wait, Nicole Le Why does the name Mei sound familiar?"

Al's heart skipped a beat, and he looked up at Harry in disbelief.

"Ah!" Hermione screamed, and Al's heart was about to jump out of fright: "In Hagrid's cabin! When we first saw the dragon egg! Hagrid said, 'Dumbledore is worrying Where's Nico Flamel's precious stone, he didn't have time to notice any dragons'!" The little girl jumped up and ran to the Gryffindor lounge.

Al: "..."

Al stood up decisively: "Harry! Don't wait for Hermione, let's go!"

"What? Where are you going? Why are you leaving?" Harry was confused, and before he could stand up while being dragged by Al, Hermione rolled down as if on a hot wheel, smashing his instinct to death The big thick book was placed on the table.

"Nicole Flamel, the only known maker of the Philosopher's Stone!"

"Remember that trapdoor that the big three-headed dog guarded? It must be guarding the little broken bag that Hagrid brought back from Gringotts! It's holding the Sorcerer's Stone!"

Harry answered excitedly: "Quirrell wants to steal the Philosopher's Stone!"

"Why does your scar hurt when you see him, because your scar was given by the mysterious man, and Quirrell must have some kind of connection with the mysterious man!"

Al covered his face in despair.

The smartest little witch in this grade deduced together with the boy who lived. It was hard to believe that there was nothing they could not deduce.It's just that the exam week is approaching, and Hermione is still busy reviewing. Now that Quirrell, who has ideas about the Sorcerer's Stone, has disappeared, and the school is also under martial law, several young wizards discussed excitedly for a while if they can get the touch , What do you want to do after making the magic stone of the elixir of life, so I went to class.

Gryffindor and Slytherin's next class is Defense Against the Dark Arts.Hermione was in a hurry to review, and hurriedly walked towards the classroom, and the other little wizards also had to quicken their pace.

Draco walked between Harry and Al, frowning, with an uneasy expression on his face: "I always feel that things are not as simple as I imagined."

The scene of Quirrell drinking blood left him a lot of shadows. Fortunately, the blood of unicorns is silver. If it is red, it may not only be a shadow, but even psychological trauma will be left behind.Al was also very worried. There was nothing left in the Forbidden Forest except a pool of blood. Quirrell did not die in the Forbidden Forest. Al was not sure where he hit him. If it was just an arm and a leg, the wizard should solve it It won't be too difficult.

But Quirrell has been missing for so long, is he planning something?Can the current level of security at Hogwarts really protect all the students?

In the classroom of Defense Against the Dark Arts, Professor Snape stood on the podium.After Quirrell disappeared, he took this class. It is said that Snape wanted to teach this class for several years, but Dumbledore always disagreed. He coveted Quirrell's position. Long cherished wish.

Harry and the others came a bit late, facing Snape's knife-like gaze, several young wizards resolutely sat down in their seats. Fortunately, Gryffindor was not deducted points.

As soon as he arrived at Snape's class, Harry listened more seriously than anyone else.Firstly, Snape always clicks on a few Gryffindors to ask questions, and occasionally clicks on Harry, and points will be deducted if he can’t answer. Secondly, I don’t know how Harry understands Snape now, so he can follow Like Stockholm, Snape treated him badly, but Harry felt that his performance did not meet Snape's expectations, so he worked harder.

Snape walked back and forth in the classroom while lecturing, and when he passed Al, Al could smell a bloody smell keenly.

he is injured?

Al secretly looked back at Snape who was walking towards the back of the classroom. Looking carefully, he could find that he was walking with a slight limp. The bloody smell faded away as he walked far away, and then became stronger as Snape walked back.

Al couldn't restrain his curiosity, and when Snape passed by him, he reached out and lifted Snape's robe quietly.

Snape stopped in his tracks immediately, the voice of lecturing also stopped, and he looked at Al coldly.

Al's back felt cold, he silently withdrew his hand, and lay down on his desk, not daring to look up at all.

After several minutes, when all the little wizards turned their heads to look here curiously, Snape started to continue his lecture.

Al wiped off the sweat from his forehead, wishing to give himself a slap in the face.

What was wrong in his head to tease Snape's robes? ?

Head squeezed by the door?