During the exam, Harry's forehead had been tingling violently, and he had nightmares and moaned unconsciously all night. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

This forced Roger to shove socks into Harry's mouth to get a good night's sleep.

Because the dragon was sent away by Hagrid on his own initiative, they were not imprisoned in the original book, which made it impossible for the Savior to go to the Forbidden Forest to have a fateful encounter with Voldemort in the moonlight.

In the end, Harry attributed the pain that had been haunting him to a severe phobia of exams.

The final exam was the history of magic, and everyone cheered when Professor Binns's ghost announced that he had put down his quill and rolled up the parchment.

With the bright sunshine, Roger and the three of them slowly descended the slope, came to the lake, and sat down under the tree.

A large squid lay in the warm, shallow water to bask in the sun, and Roger pouted a branch and reached into the water to gently flick its tentacles.

Harry rubbed his forehead, "The exam is finally over, I think my head should get better soon, and if it hurts like this, I can't guarantee that I won't be stupid." ”

Roger looked at the squid and thought of teppanyaki... Not... Although I can't do it, it should be good to catch it and eat it raw.

RB seems to have a dish of eating octopus alive, and squid also has several legs, which should be pretty much the same.

The boy swallowed before answering, "I think it's a warning...... It means that danger is coming......"

As soon as the tense review phase passed, Harry couldn't get up his spirits, he took a deep breath, stretched his limbs and lay on the grass: "Hermione is right, as long as Dumbledore is here, the Philosopher's Stone will not be in danger, and my scar has hurt before." ”

"That's because Voldemort was too close to you when he was awake......" Roger rolled his eyelids and continued to remind the Savior with a blank face.

After all, they were children born in ordinary families, and Hermione and Harry didn't have much feeling for Lao Fu's name.

Harry was still surprised, though, and soon realized what the problem was: "It's very likely! Hagrid told me before that Voldemort wasn't dead, but he didn't know where to live...... Snape didn't want to make a fortune with the Philosopher's Stone... He's going to get the rock for Voldemort! If that's the case, then Voldemort will definitely make a comeback. ”

After reviewing the history of magic exam, Hermione needed to answer which strange old wizards had invented the automatic stirring crucible before she could comfort Harry: "Everyone said that the only one who has been afraid of the mysterious man is Dumbledore, and with Dumbledore here, the mysterious man will not hurt you a single hair." So... Don't think about it. ”

"So, go find Dumbledore," Roger said, following Hermione's choking tone.

He had moved to the water's edge, his hand had reached into the water, and he was trying to grab one of the big squid's whiskers, "If Old Deng is not here, let's go find those three Chihuahuas tonight... Let's see if we can get out of its dog's leg on credit......"

"We can't do this!" Hermione said, "going to the corridor on the right side of the fourth floor would kill us all of us!"

"Let's talk to Dumbledore first, what if he's there..."Roger said as he stared at the whiskers that were swaying back and forth in the lake.

Hermione blinked, feeling like she was completely agitated just now.

"Alright, let's go over now......" Harry got up from the ground and patted the dirt on his ass and back.

"Don't be stupid, you go by yourself... I'm too lazy to move......" Roger waved his hand, obviously not wanting to run over a question to which he already knew the answer.

After a while, Hermione and Harry were running back again.

"Professor Dumbledore left ten minutes ago," Hermione said grimly, "Professor McGonagall said that he received an urgent letter from the owl from the Ministry of Magic and flew to London immediately, and will not be back until tomorrow. ”

"Maybe Snape tricked Dumbledore out of school, and he must have sent the letter so that he wanted to do it tonight!" Harry was already fully on Roger's side, "We'd better get the Philosopher's Stone before Snape." ”

"Bingo!" Roger pointed to the savior with an 'ouch, yes' expression.

But the girl was visibly hesitant: "Then how are we going to get through the night?" There's a good chance he'll bump into Filch before he reaches the trapdoor - he knows every secret passage in Hogwarts. ”

"Not every ... And Harry has a Night Wandering artifact......" Roger said meaningfully.

Hermione: "You know again?"

After dinner, the three of them avoided others and sat in the common room.

Hermione busied through all her notes, hoping to come across a spell they had asked to be lifted later.

Harry rarely spoke, thinking about what they were about to do.

Roger whistled and slipped Pandora's box down and rubbed it.

One by one, the students went to bed, and the number of people in the common room gradually decreased.

"OK, get ready, take out your cloak of invisibility. Roger said to Harry without any nervousness.

"What are you doing?" said Neville's small round face poking out from behind a chair with his back to them.

"I didn't do anything~" Roger said in a cheerful tone, and directly pulled out his wand with his right hand and waved: "Fainted." ”

Neville didn't even have time to make a face when he was struck by the spell, his head bowed and slumped back in his chair motionless.

"You can be scary sometimes...... Harry swallowed, unfolding his folded cloak over the trio's heads.

"Then be afraid of me......," Roger said in a low voice.

Leaving Neville motionless in his chair, the three of them made their way to the outside of the hallway on the fourth floor—the door had already opened a crack.

"Looks like Snape has made it through the Louwe ......" Seeing the half-open door, Hermione was clearly aware of what they were about to face.

"I'm going to get on ~ be mentally prepared~" Roger smirked and pushed the door open.

With the creaking sound of the door opening, the ears of the three-headed dog, who was sleeping soundly, shook twice, and there was no response.

A harp sits at its feet, playing a soft tune automatically.

Harry: "It's Snape, he put a spell on the harp. ”

The three-headed dog lay on the floor, his heavy breathing blowing up the dust on the floor, and Roger's hand fanned his nose in front ......of his nose: "Hagrid has never brushed his dog's teeth?

Hermione: "Fat Mom?"

"It's like the smell of two homeless men drying each other in a shoe full of pee......"

"Don't say it... What you said completely overshadowed the bad breath in the dog's mouth......" Harry's face was crinkled together, but the tension that had wrapped around the two friends had been dispelled.