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Then came the big celebrations, with the students enjoying a feast and the tutors privately exchanging ideas about which student was naughtiest.

Wu Ming sat in the mentor's seat, holding a glass of wine in his hand, drinking a little absent-mindedly.

Because under his observation, Professor Quirrell, who should have been controlled by Voldemort, is completely a drinking table master. not only said funny jokes, but also pushed cups and exchanged lamps with other professors, how could it be a little controlled.

"No, I'll have to take the initiative and try Quirrell's water to see if he's under control!"

Wu Ming decided to take the initiative, so he came to Quirrell's side with a wine glass and said, "Professor Quirrell, your headscarf is really good, can you let me see it?" ”

"yes, I think so too!"

Seeing Wu Ming coming, Professor Quirrell looked very happy, and directly took off his turban, and said like a treasure: "Look at this material, it is definitely a good handiwork." It's not me blowing it to you, it's this turban, you find ten streets in London, you may not be able to find such a good product! ”

"yes, it looks good." Wu Ming took Quirrell's headscarf and looked at the back of Professor Quirrell's head out of the corner of his eye.

In the back of Professor Quirrell's head, there was a slight grease stain on the thick hair, and there was no Voldemort attached to it.

"Isn't it controlled?" Wu Ming was indifferent, and his heart sank.

If he could, he would rather Quirrell be controlled by Voldemort, so that things would not be out of the plot.

But now, Professor Quirrell is completely free, so where did Voldemort, who should have controlled Quirrell and come to Hogwarts, go at this time?

Voldemort is gone, and the problem can be big or small, but the impact is immediate.

Wu Ming was very curious at the moment, where did Voldemort go, and whether Dumbledore knew this a long time ago, so he would be desperate for the Philosopher's Stone.

Can't figure it out, really can't figure it out.

Wu Ming felt that something must have happened in this Harry Potter world. It's as if everyone is hidden in the fog, and people can't see clearly.

"Professor Wu Ming, what's wrong with you?" Seeing Wu Ming holding his headscarf, as if he was in thought, made Professor Quirrell feel very weird.

"No, it's okay, I'm a little unwell!" Wu Ming also sensed that something was wrong with him, smiled and waved his hand at Professor Quirrell, and walked towards his place with a wine glass.

Walking to his seat, Wu Ming had a smile on his face, but his eyes looked at Dumbledore vaguely.

Since Professor Quirrell didn't have a problem, it was clear that it was Dumbledore who had the problem.

In the next second, as if he felt it, Wu Ming's gaze came over, and Dumbledore also turned his head at this time.

Looking at each other, Dumbledore suddenly smiled and raised his glass to Wu Ming.

Wu Ming's subconscious gaze froze, and after hesitating for two seconds under this kind of staring, he also gently raised his wine glass.

The wine glasses were respectful from afar, and Dumbledore and Wu Ming, both with smiles on their faces, each took a sip of the wine in their glasses.

It's a pity that Wu Ming didn't drink any taste at all in this sip of wine, but all in his mind was Dumbledore's expression that seemed to be smiling.

"Quirrell doesn't have a problem, so if there's a problem, is it Dumbledore?" This thought flashed through Wu Ming's mind, but his face remained silent, as if nothing had happened.

The dinner, in a harmonious atmosphere, passed little by little.

Early the next morning, Hagrid brought the Philosopher's Stone and Dumbledore's greeting.

"Wu Ming, Professor Dumbledore, let me give this to you." In Hagrid's hand was a blue wooden box, Wu Ming took it and slowly opened it, and it was a red gem in his eyes, lying quietly in it.

"Professor Dumbledore, did you say anything else?" Wu Ming closed the box and looked up at Hagrid.

Hagrid lowered his head and thought for a while, nodded heavily, and said, "The professor said that the Philosopher's Stone is not as beautiful as imagined. And this Philosopher's Stone, an early work by Nicol Lemay, still has certain flaws! ”

"Blemish!"

Wu Ming nodded slightly, then got up and poured a glass of rum for Hagrid, and said softly, "Hagrid, Professor Dumbledore, have you had any unusual reactions recently?" ”

"Abnormal reaction, what are you talking about?"

Hagrid, who was bowing his head and drinking, looked at Wu Ming with obvious vigilance, and his eyes were full of unkindness.

You know, in Hagrid's mind, Dumbledore is no different from a god. Wu Ming's questioning at this time, in Hagrid's eyes, was simply a pagan who was challenging the authority of the gods, which could not be tolerated.

"Hagrid, calm down." Wu Ming raised his hand lightly and motioned for Hagrid to relax: "I'm just concerned about the Professor's body, you may not know, I'm a very good bounty hunter. I can always judge whether a person's body is healthy or not. Believe me, Professor Dumbledore is old, and we should care more about him. ”

"Is that so?"

Hagrid, apparently unconvinced, bowed his head and drank the rum, turned around and said, "Thank you for the wine, I'm leaving." ”

"Wait, wait..."

"What..."

Hagrid turned his head again, his eyes visibly confused, as if he had been drunk.

Wu Ming saw Hagrid's reflection, a slight smile appeared on his face, and he stepped forward and asked, "Hagrid, tell me, Professor Dumbledore, have you behaved abnormally recently!" ”

"This, this..."

Hagrid's gaze was evident as he struggled, swaying and trying to rush out.

It's a pity that Wu Ming can use half a bottle of truth elixir this time.

These elixirs stolen from Professor Snape's hands, even if Hagrid had half of the giant blood, were not enough to resist.

"Don't struggle, just say it, tell me everything you know!"

Wu Ming pressed forward step by step, and Hagrid finally couldn't get out of the room, so he was forcibly pressed on the chair by Wu Ming.

Hagrid, who was sitting in his chair, looked even more misty this time, as if he had just woken up.

A moment later, under Wu Ming's continuous questioning, Hagrid whispered sleepily: "The professor has been doing well recently, but in the past few days, he has eaten more and more sugar cubes!" Every time I tried to persuade him, the professor always said that time was running out, and I didn't know what that meant. ”

"Time is running out! Anything else? Wu Ming raised his eyebrows and continued to ask about other things.

This time, Hagrid was silent for a long time, and only after a long time did he speak: "The professor has become mysterious, and when he is alone, he always babbles and says something inaudible. ”

"That's enough..."Before Wu Ming could continue to ask, a flame burned in the fireplace in the room.

In the next second, a figure in a white robe, accompanied by angry cheers, walked out of the fireplace.

This figure emerging from the fireplace is none other than the owner of Hogwarts, the legendary wizard Dumbledore.

At this moment, seeing Dumbledore appear, Wu Ming was also on guard, and the ruby ring on his hand flickered again and again, brewing a magical light.

"I asked Hagrid to come and bring you the Philosopher's Stone, but you used a truth potion on him!" Dumbledore's face was serious, and he said word by word: "Could it be that you repay you like this, my trust in you?" ”

"Trust!"

Wu Ming sneered and whispered, "Who are you?" ”

"Who am I?"

As if hearing something funny, Dumbledore shook his head and said with a smile: "This is Hogwarts, of course I am Dumbledore!" Why, who do you think I could be? ”