Ever since Quirrell used the dragon egg to find out from Hagrid how to subdue the three-headed dog Lowe, he had been in a bad mood, feeling like he had been fooled and tricked by someone else.

Even though Quirrell had inquired about most of the magic mechanisms, he was still in a bad mood. From what he inquired about, it can be known that most of the levels are not difficult to pass smoothly as long as they find the trick, but Dumbledore also used magic to protect the Philosopher's Stone, which is the biggest problem at present, and when stealing the Philosopher's Stone, he must find a way to take Dumbledore away, ensure that there is enough time to break into the dungeon to steal the Philosopher's Stone, and before Dumbledore returns, there is enough time to fly away.

It would not be enough to simply write a letter to Dumbledore through the Ministry of Magic, as it would not take too long for Dumbledore to arrive at the Ministry of Magic and return to Hogwarts.

Moreover, once Dumbledore realized that someone was trying to remove him from Hogwarts, he would definitely realize that something was wrong.

Then, he needs to find a suitable solution.

At the moment, Quirrell doesn't have a good idea.

Just as he was thinking and absentmindedly eating breakfast, another owl, Fei Quirrell, threw a letter on the table in front of him.

Quirrell was stunned, for he had no friends at all, and he hadn't sent anything to the mail, and besides, the sender had not signed the letter, and the letter was strange anyway.

Quirrell didn't open the letter immediately, and even had the idea of burning the strange letter directly, and after much hesitation, he finally opened it when he returned to the Defence Against the Dark Arts office.

Only, inside the envelope was a blank piece of parchment.

Quirrell froze, staring at the blank parchment.

"Hurry up!"

Quirrell seemed to think of something, and he pulled out his wand and touched the parchment lightly, and sure enough, the handwriting appeared on it.

Hello, Mr. Quirrell,

I sell whatever news I call it.

You seem to be interested in what's in the restricted area corridor on the fourth floor of Hogwarts, and I'm willing to spend your money if you're willing to spend it......

Quirrell looked at this text, and subconsciously wanted to tear the whole parchment apart, but his eyes caught a glimpse of the text behind it, and the general realization was that as long as you are willing to pay, I can tell you the magic level that the professors have laid out, and give you a solution.

In the end, in addition to the method of the transaction, he actually attached the method of subduing the three-headed dog, and asked Quirrell to verify whether the method on the letter was true.

He also said that if Quirrell was willing to pay two hundred Galleons, he could sell him the next two magic levels and how to clear the level.

Quirrell suddenly reached out and grabbed his chest, his breathing even became rapid, his eyes seemed to be pitch black, and he almost fainted.

Who!

Who is this man?

The information he has worked so hard to gather, this person is ...... That's it......

Quirrell's chest rose and fell violently, and he took a big breath of fresh air to prevent himself from passing out.

Calm down, calm down, hurry up and calm down.

I don't know how long it took, Quirrell finally breathed a sigh of relief, he didn't faint directly, he was shocked and angry, this person actually knew...... His business.

Can't stay!

At this moment, Quirrell had a murderous intent.

As Quirrell was thinking about how to kill the mysterious fellow, he suddenly noticed that the parchment in his hand was suddenly burning, and even the envelope was burning.

He was startled, and the parchment slipped to the ground.

By the time Quirrell had fully reacted, the envelope and parchment had already been reduced to ashes.

"Is Snape doing the trick?"

Quirrell's first thought was Snape, but how did Snape know how to subdue the three-headed dog?

Could it be Hagrid?

No, that stupid big guy didn't even have a wand, how could he possibly let the parchment combust spontaneously, and Quirrell didn't think Hagrid could do that.

Could it be...... Dumbledore?

He knows I'm eyeing the Philosopher's Stone and wants to catch me?

No, if it was really Dumbledore, was it necessary?

At this moment, Quirrell only felt that his head was a mess.

Then he came to his senses.

Why should you think about these questions?

As long as you catch the sender, it's fine.

Since the man who claimed to have sold everything asked him to bury Garon under a clearly marked tree near the Forbidden Forest, why didn't he do it and catch him?

Quirrell found one of those trees in the woods near the school, buried a bag of rocks under the tree, and kept an eye on the tree to catch the damn thing.

However, days passed, and Quirrell never noticed that the mastermind was behind it, as if nothing had happened.

Furious at being led by the nose, Quirrell replaced the bag of stones with a real Galleon, and placed a fake Galleon in the bag and cast a tracking spell on the fake Galleon and the bag.

However, Quirrell was stunned to find that Garon, who was buried under the tree, had not been taken, but another letter appeared detailing how to pass through the Devil's Web, and how to find the key among the piles of keys.

As for picking locks, sorry, Albert didn't write and he won't write either.

How could you insult Voldemort in a Muggle way?

He's still a bit of a work ethic.

This time, Quirrell used the Freezing Charm just in time to prevent the letter and parchment from burning to ashes.

However, when Quirrell examined it, he found that the letter had not been spelled and would not spontaneously combust at all.

At this moment, he felt someone punch him in the face, making him dizzy.

After the first letter spontaneously combusted, the sender was sure that he would do that, so he simply stopped casting the spell.

was tricked by the other party.

Quirrell was so angry that he spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Don't let me know who you are, or I'll torture you to death!" Quirrell swore inwardly.

He re-enchanted the letter and handed it to the owl that he had controlled, hoping to find the sender.

As a result, Quirrell discovered that the letter had actually flown to an owl postman's shop in Diagon Alley, and then, no more.

The bastard who played with himself is still a mystery.

Albert had already guessed that Quirrell might be tracking him through the letter, so naturally he wouldn't have sent the letter himself. Instead, he asked a house-elf who served him to send it for him, and after the house-elf sent the letter, he stayed in the magically protected manor, and the owl couldn't find the house-elf at all.

And this house-elf was Albert's biggest takeaway at the last Easter party.

Since Garon, who was buried under the tree, Albert naturally did not dig it, but put a spy rat with a double-sided mirror on its eye to keep a watch.

Albert could clearly see Quirrell burying things twice through the two-way mirror in his hand.

Of course, Albert hadn't planned to dig up the Garons before Quirrell had a complete hiccup.

Yes, that is earned, without him there is no loss, anyway, the task is completed.

And, in doing so, not only did you complete a new mission, but it also triggered a new one: boldness.

Not only does it reward 10,000 experience, but it also gives you 1 skill, and it's easy to complete. As for Quirrell's -30 opinion, Albert didn't care at all.

After all, Quirrell will soon be able to get the bento, and it doesn't matter if he loses his favorability or not.

"Harry Potter is such a nice guy!"

Looking at the panel task, Albert couldn't help but sigh softly.