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It soon became clear that Draco Malfoy had helped them by mistake - the breathing sound that Vio had heard when he came out of the Slytherin common room that night didn't seem to be hallucinating, and there was someone there, Draco Malfoy, and it was impossible to guess why he was following Vio, maybe it was curiosity, maybe he wanted to follow her to find out what Harry was doing against the school rules.

Regardless, he was clever enough not to show up when Vio was caught, and didn't show up until the last minute to help Harry stall for time.

Vio said that Quirrell was on the second floor when he grabbed himself, and Hermione gasped, "Oh my God! he really doesn't look like that, he's—"

"Cowardly?" Harry shook his head, "He's hidden too deeply, you don't see what he did with Vio, me and Malfoy's- don't forget, Malfoy went home early to recuperate・・・・・・" They both slurred their tongues in surprise, and it took them a long time to come to their senses.

Vio wanted to ask Draco how he was doing, but now Harry was relieved to hear that. Now that Lucius has taken him and Dumbledore has not objected, then he should be fine.

In addition to the horror of reminiscence, they also found joy in it. Ron noticed that Vio had brought the spell he had cast on Quirrell, saying only that it might have worked. He insisted on asking Vio to tell him what that spell was, and that he would use it against evil people in the future.

Harry looked at Vio, whose face was flushed, and put his head under the covers and laughed. Ron and Hermione were even more curious—

"Run, piggy. ”

Vio had no choice but to say it, and as soon as she finished speaking, she pulled up the white linen cover to cover her face.

Ron and Hermione were overjoyed when they heard this.

"・・・・・・That's a good ・・・・・・" Ron wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and gestured to Vio. "Use this spell on the mystery man - think about it・・・・・・ he'll notice a long curly tail suddenly dragging behind his ass・・・・・・...

"Oh, no, it's Quirrell, it's only Quirrell who has a tail behind him. Harry suddenly stopped laughing and explained earnestly, "Voldemort is weak with only a wisp of soul, and he is parasitic on Quirrell like a poor worm. As soon as Quirrell was subdued by Professor Dumbledore, he immediately left Quirrell behind and fled in smoke. ”

"By the way, did you see that magic mirror later?" Vio finally couldn't hold back and asked first.

The trio were stunned for a moment, they never seemed to have considered the magic mirror.

"--I don't know, I took out the Philosopher's Stone, it should be back to where it was-" Harry said uncertainly.

Vio was about to ask again, but Madam Pomfrey barged in.

"You've been here for almost twenty minutes. That's enough, get me out right away. She said firmly.

Vio thought to himself that she had come at a bad time, and that Harry, Ron, and Hermione had no choice but to go out under the watchful eye of Madam Pomfrey. Vio was restless all night, tossing and turning until the next morning.

When she woke up, she found a lot of candy piled up on the bedside table, all of which seemed to taste good, including a very special cake, which was the taste of Kaka fruit, and the card on the cake box read:

Best wishes,

Yours, Ver Linnaeus

Vio remembered the party that had been canceled because the Kakago in the greenhouse had been mysteriously unplugged, and the Hufflepuff boy with a warm and pure smile who happily made the cake for breakfast.

She was enjoying the sweetness of the cream when the door opened from the outside - Dumbledore walked in.

When Vio saw him, he pointed to a pile of candy with some embarrassment and asked him to eat some too. But all Dumbledore wanted was a little chocolate frog.

"It's all a gift from your friends and admirers, isn't it?" he said with a grin, looking at Vio's surprised expression, before adding, "What happened to you and Professor Quirrell in the basement should be a complete secret. But the secret always comes and goes. So, the whole school knows about it. ”

Vio nodded knowingly, remembering that when she had been confined by Professor McGonagall and deducted fifty points, although everything had taken place in the middle of the night when no one was around, the auditorium was buzzing early the next morning.

"Thank you, Professor Dumbledore, for coming to see me," Vio said, "and thank you for informing my mom and dad." ”

Professor Dumbledore smiled, and unexpectedly, he shook his head. Beneath the half-moon lenses, those wise eyes narrowed happily, "I'm afraid it's Professor Snape's credit for informing your family in the first place." But I did, before you woke up, to have a long talk with them. ”

"Hmm," Vio nodded, slurring, "I heard you complimented me, and I wonder if that means- I can ask ・・・・・・ about demons-"

"Ah, of course. I'm here to tell you something that you have the right to know as a person. Dumbledore interrupted her, crossed his fingers with his hands, and said seriously, "As you can see, at the last moment, you, Harry, Draco, you bought the last minute to stop Voldemort's plan, so that I finally caught up and stopped things from getting out of hand." As for the Philosopher's Stone, it has been destroyed. ”

"I-" I didn't ask about the Philosopher's Stone, I asked about the magic mirror-Vio was about to explain, but Dumbledore interrupted her again.

"You should know - I'm guessing you discussed with Harry that the Philosopher's Stone was developed by my good friend Nick Lemay, and they lived to be about six hundred and fifty-eight years old. It's rare, isn't it? But we're still determined to destroy the Philosopher's Stone. Sometimes, people always choose what is harmful to themselves without knowing it・・・・・・"

"yes, Professor, you know that-" Dumbledore interrupted her a third time as Vio was about to bring up the Mirror of Eris again-

"But, I think you may remember the smoke in the air when Quirrell was under my control. Admittedly, Voldemort wasn't really caught, he still existed - he couldn't really die without really living. And you, I'm afraid, will also be one of the targets of his revenge, are you afraid?"

Vio looked at the professor's patient eyes, and a strange feeling suddenly crossed his heart, as if he was not asking her, but the family behind her. Taken aback by her thoughts, Vio remembered what the Santrielles had told her earlier and decided to be cautious.

"No, Professor," Vio said in as breezy a tone as he could, "who would be worried about Hogwarts with you?"

Dumbledore smiled.

I don't know if Dumbledore heard it, but Vio was a bit evasive - what if he wasn't at Hogwarts? What if Voldemort was still active after Vio graduated from Hogwarts - who would protect her, them, at that time?

But Vio couldn't see what Dumbledore was thinking.

"Yes, yes, maybe it's too early for you to ask a question—it's probably not as realistic as a delicious meal with dried civets, isn't it?" said Dumbledore softly, as if talking to himself. He didn't ask any more questions, but changed the subject, "Are you still used to living here?"

"Very well, Madam Pomfrey has tried to get me a soft bed・・・・・・" Vio's voice grew lower, leaning closer to Dumbledore, and whispered, "But, Professor, I especially want to go to the closing party - can you ・・・・・・ Madam Pomfrey if she doesn't want to"

"Oh, didn't they tell you that the party was over last night?" Dumbledore was a little surprised, but quickly became happy, "You must be concerned about the House Cup, this year it was still Slytherin who won the House Cup - the difference is that Gryffindor is tied for first place with you・・・・・・ I added some points to you, you and Harry - After all, not everyone has the courage to make the right choice・・・・・・ though, I put a little more thought into it, but I'm sure you'll be happy for your Gryffindor friends, right?"

"・・・・・・Oh, I will. Vio's mind suddenly had a flash of inspiration, and her eyes suddenly lit up, like two bright stars in the night. "But it's a shame not to see the whole thing, and I've heard that the Mirror of Eris can help people see what they want to see・・・・・・

Vio spoke quickly, Dumbledore finally didn't interrupt her again, he deeply understood Vio's obsession with the Mirror of Eris, and she would not give up without asking the question of the Mirror of Eris.