Harry's trembling voice whispered, "I'll just say I saw the name there!" It's on the train – listen to this: 'Dumbledore's well-known contributions include: defeating the Dark Wizard Grindelwald in 1945, discovering twelve uses for dragon blood, and being fruitful in alchemy with partner Nicolame! ’”

"Dumbledore is his partner?" Brandi muttered, "No wonder they're hiding things in Hogwarts!" But what is that? ”

Hermione thought for a moment, then leaped to her feet. Haven't seen her so excited since she last came back from Room 13.

"Wait!" She trotted all the way into the girls' dormitory. Then before the bewildered expressions on the faces of the remaining four had disappeared, she rushed back again, clutching in her arms an old book as large and heavy as a British dictionary.

"Oh, I didn't think to see this!" She excitedly placed the book on the table and spread it out, revealing the dense text on it, "I brought it back from the library a few weeks ago, and I was going to have nothing to do and read it for fun. ”

Harry exchanged a mixed look. Everyone was speechless.

Is the way of pastime of a top student really special enough?

Her slender fingers began to flip the pages quickly, swiping between the dense passages on them, muttering words as she spoke. Finally, her hand stopped.

"I see!" She shouted loudly, and then remembered that this kind of thing should not be known by more people, so she lowered her voice again as if she were acting. "Nicolame, the only inheritor of the ancient magic stone craft."

She looked at Brandi excitedly, expecting to be complimented or something.

But apparently nothing, people don't seem to have heard of this thing at all. Brandi looked at Hermione suspiciously, "What stone?" ”

"Oh, Brandi, are you a pig? Never read a book? Come—read this paragraph. Annoyed, she slapped the book under Brandy's nose and spoke to him in a haughty manner.

…… Everyone obviously doesn't understand, why only scold me. Brandi looked at the snickering trio and touched her nose in embarrassment. He took the big book. "Ancient alchemy involves the refining of the Philosopher's Stone, a magical substance with amazing functions. The Philosopher's Stone can turn any metal into pure gold, and it can also create an elixir of life that will never die for those who drink it......"

"Never Die?!" Brandi's eyes widened as he read this, and he looked at everyone in shock. "Is there anything like this in the wizarding world?"

"Got it?" Hermione took the book back from Brandy's and glared at him at the end, "That big dog must be guarding Lemay's Philosopher's Stone, I dare say LeMay must have asked Dumbledore to keep it for him, they are partners." And maybe Dumbledore knew that someone was playing with the idea of the Philosopher's Stone, so he took it out of Gringotts. ”

"Oh, the treasure that brings wealth and time...... That's pretty cool. If only I could get it. Ron had an intoxicated expression, as if he was immersed in the golden daydream, only to come back to his senses and find that everyone was not looking good, "Oh, well, I mean, no wonder Snape is playing with it, anyone would want it." ”

Pavati glared at Ron, who was lying on Hermione's back, grinning at the rest of the book as Hermione grumbled as she grumbled. "Oh~ Nicolemel is actually six hundred and sixty-five years old! He now lives in seclusion in Devon with his wife, Perenal...... Well, this is a real sense of old age. She blinked, "But wouldn't it be boring to live so long...... Hey? Hermione! What's hanging on your belt~"

Parvati stumbled upon a bulging object pinned to Hermione's belt, what appeared to be a small blue cloth bag.

Brandi glanced up.

Hermione suddenly became nervous, and she subconsciously tugged at her robe, covering the cloth bag. "It's nothing, the amulet my mother bought you - where are your eyes looking! Parvati! She picked up the big book in her hand, Parvati laughed and was chased into the girls' dormitory by a embarrassed Hermione. Hermione's muffled voice came from inside the dorm door.

"You guys, go back to sleep! Ouch! Parvati, you actually bite me! Are you a puppy?! ”

…………

There are three boys left, you look at me, I look at you.

"Okay...... At least we don't have to go to Mrs. Pince's every day to make people angry. Ron shrugged, "Who would have thought that this Nicolame was actually a figure from more than six hundred years ago, I said why we couldn't find him, it was in the wrong direction from the beginning." ”

“…… It's you, not me. Brandi sighed faintly, "Nicolamay's matter is settled, but I still have a name to look up." Yes...... God, he's not like Nicolame, he's not a celebrity! ”

"You mean that Wright that Hermione mentioned last time?" Harry leaned over curiously. "Lightmanson? Who is he? Where did it come from? What are you looking for him? ”

Somewhat overwhelmed by Harry's barrage of questions, Brandi thought about it with a sad face, realizing that he knew nothing but that the man was a Hufflepuff and that he had a good friend. Just as he was struggling with how to answer, Ron suddenly slapped his head with a flash of inspiration.

"Manson? You can't be talking about the Manson family......" He glanced at Brandi suspiciously, "If the person you're talking about isn't a Muggle, then it should be a member of the Manson family, after all, there are only about 3,000 British wizards who have survived, and there are not many pure-blood families, so we will have some connection with each other." But their family's words ......"

Brandi's mouth was wide open, he clearly hadn't thought it through that angle. Oh, yes! If Wright wasn't a Muggle wizard, he wouldn't have to search for anything at all, just find their family's records! Every family with a long history will have their own information! He could have just gone straight to visit him!

"I don't know if he's a Muggle or not, Ron. But you reminded me that maybe I could start with their family, and maybe I would get something out of it. But first...... I'm going to have to get some rest these days! Every day I look at that long list of books, I'm going crazy! ”

He patted Ron on the shoulder in thanks, then picked up his bag and walked briskly up the tower's stairs.

Ron stared blankly in the direction he left, and said to himself what he didn't finish, "But this family has long been wiped out?" Twenty years ago, it was... Hey... Blondie? ”

He looked back at Harry in confusion, "What is he looking for a dead man for?" ”

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The next morning, during Professor Quirrell's Defence Against the Dark Arts class, Harry Ron and Parvati sat together, scribbling down on the emergency treatment of wounds after being bitten by a werewolf, while whispering excitedly about Snape's plot to seize the Philosopher's Stone. Brandi and Hermione sat in the far right corner, the two of them exchanging notes as they discussed how to protect Harry at the next Quidditch match.

God knows how Hermione did it, and while the note wasn't slow at all, the points on the note were still densely written—she was writing surprisingly fast, and her handwriting was still so good.

compared to themselves.

Brandi looked at the blank space on the notebook with mixed feelings, and only the first line was written on it - wound treatment and first aid for werewolf bite wounds.

He had to keep reassuring himself that it was okay Brandi, it was a big deal to borrow Hermione's notes to copy the ...... It's really reassuring to have a good friend who is a top student.

"What are we going to do? Snape won't be stupid waiting for us to cast a spell on him, he's flying in the sky! ”

"Actually, it's better not to let Harry play! That's the safest ......," Hermione's pen fluttered on the paper. His eyes were still staring at Professor Quirrell's contents. She tapped the note with her wand, and it rolled up on its own and rolled next to Brandy. I didn't even glance at what I had written......

Brandi opened the paper, her face elongated with anger from the ghost charm that was painted as abstract art. Obviously he was so serious when he wrote his notes, and when it was his turn to send him a message, he was so casual! He stared at the note for a long time to figure out what Hermione had written. He wrote on it. "But that can't be, you know! There's no way Harry can't back down from something like this, it's about our House Cup! ”

"Then break his leg!"

"Huh?! Hermione, are you serious? ”

"Yes, seriously! You do it, I have a good eye to see no one suffer! ”

......Shh Looking at the corners of Hermione's slightly curled mouth, Brandi pursed her lips. Can you still come up with such a vicious idea?

It seems that he can only pray that Snape will be more or less jealous on such a bright and bright occasion...... After all, in the air, he probably can't stay still all the time chanting the evil spell, so the Bludger will definitely not let him go. By the way, it would have been nice if Snape had been hit by a Bludger and left the game injured at the beginning of the game, so that he wouldn't have been able to interfere with Harry...... But does Snape play Quidditch at all? Could he actually be the kind of professional who is agile but hidden?

He frowned and pondered a little bit, a cold thought appeared in his mind, it was undoubtedly ridiculous and dangerous, and he quickly shook his head. This is impossible, even if I am bold, I don't dare to really do this kind of thing. Once discovered, it must be the fate of expulsion!

But somehow, this thought seemed to be deeply rooted in his mind, and he couldn't get rid of it. Brandi clutched his head in pain, trying to get himself in trouble. "Don't think about it! How do you want to attack an unfathomable Snape with an unfathomable level of magic when no one is looking?! Just rely on your half-baked supermagic spellcasting? You hit your head stupidly with a broomstick two days ago? ”

His eyes wandered around...... He suddenly stopped moving, and not far away, Parvati noticed Brandy's gaze, and she turned back and gave him a sweet smile.

Hiss......

Brandi was full of excitement, he suddenly thought, he quickly picked up the pen, and wrote the note. "Hey! Hermione! I know how to keep Snape out of refereeing! ”

Hermione took the note, her eyes widening in surprise. "How?"

After some time, the note was thrown back to her, and she couldn't wait to open it, only to find that there were only two words on it.

"Poison."