Chapter 120: I Just Need to Eat Melons with Peace!

"What?!"

"You said that the dark shadow was Voldemort?"

"It's the god who can't even mention his name, and if he mentions it, the world will be destroyed, and the universe will return to chaos and blow up the sky...... Secret Man?!"

"And more importantly, he's dead at all, that's just a doppelganger of him?!"

In the Headmaster's room at Hogwarts, there was an exclamation that was louder than the other, and one overshadowed the other!

Dumbledore was sweating profusely, and quickly explained: "It's not that he can't mention it, it's just that he has put a spell on his name, and if anyone talks about his name, he will have a feeling, and it is not as exaggerated as you say." ”

Harry let out a faint "oh", seemingly disappointed that Voldemort didn't match the image of the demon flame in his mind.

Then he glanced at Dumbledore with a look of "you didn't kill you with this simple look".

The great Headmaster Dumbledore felt a little tightness in his chest.

But immediately, Harry's eyes lit up, and he said something: "Whoever praises my name, the demons will retreat, hell will not fall, and eternal life can be enjoyed!

Dumbledore said mercilessly, "Wake up, don't dream." ”

"Coach, I'm going to learn this. Harry said.

"It's not good for this magic, what are you learning it for? Dumbledore advised.

"At least the phone bill is saved, you think about it, no matter where you are in the world, as long as you pronounce your name, you can be contacted, across provinces, countries, international roaming, long-distance, all without need. "Harry was already fantasizing.

"This curse magic isn't as powerful as you think, and at most it lets you know that someone is saying your name, who the person is, and as for what he's talking about, you don't know anything. ”

Harry was a little disappointed, this magic sounded very high, why was it useless.

"What do you mean by damning magic?" Harry reacted.

"This is actually a magic that curses other people's bad luck, and the effect is to make others drop Galleons and eat slugs...... However, it was later improved by Voldemort and used the spell on his name. ”

When Harry heard this, his interest returned: "Coach, I want to learn this." ”

Dumbledore's face twitched, I told you so much, I said it in vain.

He didn't want to go on about it: "Okay, I'll teach you." ”

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After a bit of rambling.

Harry fanned his long eyelashes and looked at Dumbledore with innocent eyes: "Headmaster, what are you telling me about these things? What Horcruxes, what Dark Lord is going to resurrect, what war, I'm just a first-year student, oh, it's about to be a second-year." As long as you get out of the horse and Voldemort's gang of chickens and dogs don't run away in embarrassment, I just need to eat melons in peace behind your wide back. ”

Dumbledore's liver hurts.

This is really an eleven-year-old kid, Merlin, how do I feel like a big hooligan.

Harry looked at Dumbledore's face a little blue, he wouldn't be mad at me.

Hurriedly said with a righteous face: "Eliminating evil is the sacred mission of my generation, I am a brick, where there is a need, I will move it!"

Dumbledore looked at this fighter with a determined gaze as if he was going to sacrifice his life for the cause, is this really the stinky shameless man just now? Merry, don't fucking tease me.

"But, Professor, I'm really too weak, and I can't do it enough. "Harry looked sad and angry, as if he were a patriot who wanted to die for his country, only to find that I had died early in the morning.

The professor finally saw through Harry, and this special mother is an actor.

He snorted coldly, "Heh, how did I hear that you have already learned the seventh grade course by yourself." ”

Harry's eyes widened, as if he had been greatly wronged, "Are you talking about me? I'm just a stupid bird, how can I be so powerful?"

"Don't you know that every time you borrow a book, Mrs. Pince writes it down?" said old Dunpie.

"Uh......" Harry's face became fast, he straightened his clothes, and said seriously: "Well, since you found out, I won't hide it, that's right, I'm a magic genius that is rare to see in a thousand years!"

Dumbledore: "......"

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Towards the end of this awkward conversation, Dumbledore suddenly reached out.

Harry looked puzzled: "How much money to borrow?"

"Philosopher's Stone. "Dumbledore's beard is blowing.

Harry panicked, but his face was still confused: "Huh, didn't you say that the Philosopher's Stone was put in the Mirror of Eris? What do you want from me?"

Dumbledore asked rhetorically, "How do you think I knew Quirrell had a problem and went back to school immediately?" ”

Instead of waiting for Harry to answer, he pulled out a crystal ball of his own accord.

"Look, the latest children's toys on the market. ”

Harry's face darkened when he looked at it.

The crystal ball shows the view of the hall on the fourth floor, the wreckage of the place, and the flames still burning on the stones.

Dumbledore smirked.

"It's a pair of crystal balls, and the other one is on the roof of the hall, hehe. ”

"It's strange that I saw a little boy and two little girls go in the other day, and that boy looks like you, and you are not the same for this long hair. There aren't many students with long hair in this school. ”

Rub, cut this hair as soon as the holidays were over.

Harry thought viciously, but he also knew that Dumbledore was sure that he had taken the Philosopher's Stone.

He was also very disgraceful: "That's right, I took it, but I think it's a tattered stone, and I threw it away when I went out, who knew it would be the legendary Philosopher's Stone." ”

Dumbledore, who had expected it, continued to ask if it had not happened.

He was silent for a moment, his expression a little sad: "He's dead." ”

He didn't say who "he" was, but he was sure Harry would know.

Harry didn't expect that Nick Lemay, the owner of the Philosopher's Stone, was dead.

Dumbledore said: "He was killed shortly after I took the Philosopher's Stone, and I took the Philosopher's Stone to protect him both as well as to protect him, but unfortunately, even though he didn't have the Philosopher's Stone, Voldemort still didn't let him go." ”

Harry's eyebrows moved.

For the first time, Harry was very, very disliked Voldemort.

Although he knew that Voldemort was a bad guy, he only looked at these things objectively without the slightest sense of substitution.

Because he and Voldemort have no enmity, if he kills Voldemort, it will be a matter of course.

Oh, Voldemort is the bad guy, kill it.

That's all.

I will never chase after him and kill Voldemort, and I will not give up until I achieve my goal.

But now because of the Philosopher's Stone, he has a relationship with an old man.

He's been involved in this as a party, and Voldemort and his gang of Death Eaters are scum, damn it—that's the thought that rose in Harry's mind at this point.

Although the old man's death had nothing to do with Harry, he still felt guilty: "Philosopher's Stone......"

"If you lose the Philosopher's Stone, you will lose it, my old friend is ready to meet death, I want to use the Philosopher's Stone as a relic to miss him, but if I lose it, there is no way, fortunately I have a lot of his things, research codex, photos, ......"

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Harry walked out of the office feeling as if he had forgotten something.

He thought about it, didn't Dumbledore promise to give me the Mirror of Eris?

But Harry was too embarrassed to say this, O, not only did he get the Philosopher's Stone away, but he also wanted to take the Magic Mirror with him by the way, and his face was too thick.

If not, there will be no one, alas, alas.

Harry strode away, his steps relaxed.

This year is finally coming to an end.

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