At night, the ceiling of the Hogwarts dining hall is constantly simulating lightning and thunder. Pumpkin-shaped lanterns also float quietly above people's heads, making the rich food on the table look particularly attractive under the faint but bright light.

"Rabbit eyes, the sound of the piano is long, quickly turn the water into sweet wine!"

"Come again, rabbit eyes, the sound of the piano is long, turn the water into sweet wine!"

"Ron, look what he's doing!" Harry, who was sitting across from the boy, looked at the boy in front of him who was waving his wand at the wine glass, and said strangely to Ron.

"He wants to turn clear water into sweet wine!" Ron glanced at the boy, then whispered to Harry; "You don't know, he turned a glass of water into milk at noon today, and at him"

Before Ron could finish his words, the boy who was performing his magic roared, and the glass pointed by the magic wand suddenly exploded into a ball of fire, scorching the boy's hair.

"Hahahaha" everyone burst into laughter when they saw the boy's appearance, and Hermione, who sat across from the boy with Harry. But after smelling the burnt smell coming, he wrinkled his nose in disgust, and his hands kept stirring, which looked very cute.

Just as everyone was making fun of the boy, with a birdsong, a group of owls delivering things circled and flew in.

The owls flew by one by one, and many of the bags that the owls had caught in their hands were thrown onto the dining table in front of the students.

"Hermione, what's in your hand?" Harry asked strangely as he looked at the bag Hermione had taken in his hand.

"It's a newspaper, a newspaper run by the Prophet Newspaper!" Hermione said, opening the bag of newspapers.

After the newspaper was taken out, the picture on the newspaper flashed like a movie. And a sudden voice in the newspaper also appeared in the ears of several people.

"The Goblin Bank, which has a history of more than 2,000 years, made a serious mistake last night. A tunnel dug from the bottom of the bank leads directly to the door of vault 713. This vault 713 originally contained the Philosopher's Stone refined by the legendary alchemist Nicolas Lemaire. ”

"However, according to the explanation of the Goblin Bank, Mr. Nicholas's Philosopher's Stone had already been taken away half a month ago, so there was no loss from this accident. In order to alleviate the credit crisis of the bank, the world-famous wizard Dumbledore and the Minister of Magic, William Malfoy, also attended the press conference, making a final effort for the possible credit problems of Goblin Bank. ”

Hermione looked at the newspaper in her hand, nodded knowingly, and smiled at Harry; "It turned out that the Goblin Bank was ransacked, no wonder Dean Dumbledore left in such a hurry!"

Harry didn't answer Hermione's words, but snatched the newspaper from Hermione's hand.

"Harry, what are you doing!" Hermione, startled, looked at the newspaper that Harry had taken away from her.

"It's Vault 713!" Harry looked at them twice, then said mysteriously to Hermione.

Hermione gave Harry a blank look, then pouted; "Yes! We saw it, it's Vault 713, but what does that have to do with us! ”

"Shh Harry beckoned to the two of them, then explained in a whisper as Hermione and Ron approached; "That thing on the seventh floor is what Hagrid and I took out of Vault 713 half a month ago!"

"Ahh It's true! Hermione asked Harry in surprise when she heard this.

Harry nodded affirmatively, and said in a deep voice; "Of course, but I didn't know it was called the Philosopher's Stone at the time!"

"This is troublesome, it seems that the treasure in the seventh layer of the earth is really rare in the world!"

"Why? Is the Philosopher's Stone special? Harry asked Hermione.

"The philosopher's stone made by Mr. Nicolas Lemaire, while containing powerful magical power, is also the main material for the manufacture of elixir, and relying on the magic of elixir, Mr. Nicolas is 688 years old this year. And according to rumors from the outside world, Mr. Nicholas now has at least 322 years to live, and he will not worry about his life until the arrival of the millennium! ”

"Wow! That's pretty cool! After hearing this, Ron showed a look of envy for Nicholas's thousand-year-long lifespan.

Hermione slapped Ron's head with her hand and lectured; "Cool! I think you're crazy! Do you know what kind of disaster it could bring to Hogwarts if you let others know that the Philosopher's Stone is at Hogwarts? ”

"What disaster?" Harry and the others looked at Hermione puzzled.

"Bring"

At this moment, with the sound of footsteps, all the instructors also came to the cafeteria and sat down at the table prepared for the instructors on the high platform.

"It's Professor Qin, Professor Qin is here too!" Harry gestured to the two of them and pointed at Qin Hui, who was sitting on them.

Following Harry's words, Ron looked up cautiously, and then asked Hermione beside him; "Hermione, you said that the Goblin Bank was stolen yesterday, and Professor Qin already knew that the Philosopher's Stone was here half a month ago, could it be that he was paying attention to the Philosopher's Stone?"

"How could it not be? This is the strategy of striking at the west. In this way, who would doubt Professor Qin among the students! Hermione said with a reassuring expression.

Harry nodded and said with some envy; "Hermione, you're so right, not only do you know a lot, but your brain is so good, what a genius!"

"Help! Trolls! There are trolls."

With a heart-rending shout, Professor Quirrell, who had not been there, pushed open the door and ran in in a panic.

"What's going on, Professor Quirrell!" Since Dumbledore was not there, Professor McGonagall, the oldest in the ranks, stood up and asked Professor Quirrell.

"There are trolls, a lot of horrible trolls! They're in the middle of the academy, all over the place! With that, the pale Professor Quirrell collapsed to the ground, apparently stunned.

"Ahh Trolls, trolls are coming! As Professor Quirrell fainted, the students present were slightly stunned and shouted in panic one by one.

"Everyone be quiet, don't be afraid, don't be afraid!" Professor McGonagall looked at the panicked students below, shouting for them to get back to their seats. Unfortunately, Professor McGonagall is not the Head of Hogwarts after all, so her words did not calm everyone down, but only made the scene more chaotic.

The scene was chaotic, some people cried, some screamed, some people shivered, and some people even got under the table.

Professor McGonagall kept shouting, but the panicked students were like headless flies, unable to calm down.

"Professor Qin, it's all this time, are you still in the mood to eat?" Professor McGonagall, who was in a bad mood, found that Qin Hui did not appease the students like other professors, but instead held a wine glass, looked at everyone present with a funny smile, and looked disapproving.

"What! Professor McGonagall, do you have any comments? Qin Hui took a sip of the red wine made of magic in the glass, and asked Professor McGonagall with a frosty face.

"You, you" Professor McGonagall held her hand on the table, and was annoyed by Qin Hui's disapproving look.

Although Qin Hui didn't know why only one troll appeared in the movie and became a group, after referring to the general strength of the trolls in the movie, he still said disapprerovingly; "Calm down, Professor, it's just a bunch of trolls, what kind of climate can you become if you enter Hogwarts! At most, it's just a few students dying, it's not a big deal! ”

"No big deal!" Professor McGonagall was stunned for a moment, then pointed at Qin Hui and said angrily; "Dead a few students! Do you know how strict this is? The most notorious mystery man in the wizarding world would not dare to ignore the life of a wizard so much! ”

"That's because he's not ruthless enough, and it seems to me that the mysterious man's methods are as weak as a baby! Isn't it just killing hundreds of people, what is that! God knows how he got so famous! Qin Hui's face was disappointed, and his tone was as if his own most proud disciple had made a big mistake.

"You, you" After hearing Qin Hui's words, Professor McGonagall, who was already worried about the chaos of her students, tilted her head after a few more words, and was fainted by Qin Hui's disapproving tone.