On the other side, Harry had just finished dealing with the Kodoli who had come over and asked to shake him again, when he noticed a boy pulling a girl over, to be honest, he had never seen such an outstanding character, a pair of heterochromatic pupils, a slender figure, and elegant manners, he felt that this should be the aristocratic demeanor that Uncle Vernon often said, although he dared to guarantee that his uncle-in-law probably didn't know what the real aristocratic demeanor was, but that kind of elegant temperament from the bones made him subconsciously nervous.

"Hello! I'm Modi Gurris, this is Cho Chang, we're both Hogloz students, it's a pleasure to meet you, Harry! By this time the boy had come up to Harry and held out a hand with a smile.

"Oh, hello." Harry shook hands with Mo Wen a little awkwardly.

"Huh? It's little Modi," Hagrid next to him also began, "Harry, little Modi is one of Hogloz's best students, he was the first in the year last year, and Quidditch is also very good, you need to be close to him." ”

"I'm just working harder, and my grades aren't much compared to what Harry has done." Mo Wen said modestly.

"Of course, after all, not everyone can conquer the Dark Lord, and I'm sure Harry will become a great wizard in the future." Hagrid patted Harry on the shoulder and said proudly.

Although Mo Wen is a good person (in the eyes of others), he is a Ravenclaw after all, and he is also a pure-blood nobleman, so Hagrid always has a sense of confrontation in his heart, and when he gets the opportunity, he naturally praises Harry, and in his heart Harry is destined to enter the same Gryffindor as him.

However, what he said made Harry embarrassed for a while, and Qiu Zhang was also very unhappy, although he was very curious about Harry as the savior, but there was no doubt that her relationship with Mo Wen was closer, so she naturally wanted to stand on Mo Wen's side, put her arm around Mo Wen and said: "Who said that, Modi is our Royal Highness the Prince of Ravenclaw, he will definitely become a great wizard in the future, and he will definitely be more powerful than the Dark Lord and Professor Dumbledore." ”

Qiu Zhang's words made Harry even more embarrassed, and at this time he also noticed the cute-looking girl behind Mo Wen, and Qiu Zhang pouted when he saw Harry looking at him, and that cute appearance made Harry's heart jump, and he hurriedly lowered his head, but he didn't know why.

Mo Wen smiled at this, changed the subject and said, "Harry, are you here to buy something to study?" ”

"Oh yes." Harry replied hastily, he didn't want to bring up the topic again.

"Do you need my help? I'm still very familiar with Diagon Alley, and my family has a property here. ”

Harry was about to agree, but Hagrid grabbed him and said to Mo Wen, "Little Modi, let's wait until next time, I'll take Harry to his parents' vault to get some things." With that, he pulled Harry away.

"What? Modi, you're kind enough to help them, why is he like this, that Hagrid is really. Looking at Harry's distant figures, Cho Zhang muttered unhappily.

At this time, Mo Wen sighed and said, "It seems that Harry is going to enter Gryffindor House, and it will be difficult for us to win the House Cup next year." ”

"What, how did you know Harry was going to Gryffindor House, Modi?" Qiu Zhang looked at Mo Wen in surprise and asked.

Mo Wen explained with a smile: "Hagrid is from Gryffindor House, although he didn't graduate, and Harry grew up in the Muggle world, so he will naturally be closer to the first person in the wizarding world and more likely to be affected, plus his parents both graduated from Gryffindor, so it is very likely to go to Gryffindor." ”

"Isn't that necessarily, besides, even if Harry goes to Gryffindor, he won't be Modi's opponent!" Qiu Zhang said unimpressedly.

Mo Wen smiled bitterly and said, "The savior is destined to be different, and our headmaster will definitely help Harry, which we can't do no matter how hard we try." ”

"No, Professor Dumbledore probably wouldn't do that." Qiu Zhang said uncertainly, although she was smart, she was a child after all, and she didn't think about it so much.

Mo Wen, who has read the original book, knows that Dumbledore rewarded Gryffindor for the sake of Tiharry's prestige, and it was very difficult for Ravenclaw to win the House Cup, especially in the first two years of Harry's enrollment.

However, Mo Wen doesn't care about the so-called Academy Cup, the reason why he said these is just to leave some seeds in Qiu Zhang's heart, so that Harry won't let her pay so much attention to any amazing moves in the future, maybe it will have the opposite effect, you must know that these children in Europe and the United States worship the so-called heroes very much, Mo Wen doesn't want to be NTR inexplicably.

Seeing that the heat was almost over, Mo Wen didn't continue to speak, but said confidently: "But this year's Quidditch Cup must still belong to us." ”

Cho Zhang was stunned for a moment, and then smiled: "That's right, our Royal Highness the Prince won't lose in Quidditch, but don't forget, you're going to introduce me to the team this year." ”

"Of course, I can't forget it." ・・・・・・

In a gloomy alley in London, "Damn it! Quirrell cursed in a low voice, and then dodged an oncoming spell, he had gone to Gringotts to steal the Philosopher's Stone for his great master today, but he didn't expect that there was nothing in that damn vault, and then, after trying his best to escape, he was approached by another guy.

The tall, brown-haired guy not far away didn't know where he came from, his strength was terrifying, and all kinds of weird magic emerged in endlessly, so that he had no power to fight back, so he could only flee everywhere.

"Broken bones!" Another pillar of red light struck Quirrell, shattering the wall near him in pieces, and the rubble smashed into Quirrell's face, causing him to feel painful.

"Bastard, dig into the bones!" Quirrell gritted his teeth, and a pillar of green light shot towards the guy in front of him, but the other party gave way to the spell with a light dodge.

"The flames are blazing!" A ball of flame shot out of the brown-haired man's wand and shot at Quirrell.

"A spring is like water!" A column of water shot out of Quirrell's wand, colliding with the flames and evaporating into a white mist, and before Quirrell could breathe a sigh of relief, a rocket shot out of the fog.

The wolf ducked on the ground, Quirrell cursed in his heart, the bastard on the other side was really sinister, very proficient in silent spellcasting, and almost always came with a spell by surprise, if he hadn't been alert, he would have been attacked by him.

Quirrell, who had escaped the disaster, hurriedly got up from the ground, and towards the figure that flashed in the mist, it was a green spell, which seemed to be the effect of vision, and the person did not dodge as before, but was directly hit by the spell.

"It worked!" Quirrell's face changed as soon as he screamed in surprise, only to see the figure he hit scatter like glass, and then a voice sounded behind him, "Faint!" Quirrell felt like he had been knocked out by a tremendous force, and his eyes went black and he fell to the ground.

Mo Wen looked at Quirrell who fell to the ground, his brows were furrowed, and with a wave of his hand, Quirrell's scarf quietly dispersed, as if an invisible big hand was untying his scarf, and soon a smooth back of his head was exposed in front of Mo Wen's eyes.

"Haven't you been possessed yet?" Mo Wenna said to himself, "That's right, in the original book, Quirrell also said that it was after the failure of this operation that he was 'monitored more closely' by Voldemort, no wonder he is so weak, it seems that this operation to detect strength in advance is a failure, although Quirrell is good, but it is only stronger than ordinary wizards, I will continue to wait." With that, he turned and left, never glancing at Quirrell again, who had fallen unconscious.