"But there's one thing that's strange. Harry cautiously looked to the door of the dormitory, carefully closing the door shut.

Tom was infected by Harry's seriousness, and his face straightened.

"I saw a news story in Hagrid's cabin. Harry leaned in and whispered, "It was cut out of the Daily Prophet separately." ”

The Daily Prophet is the main source of news for wizards in England, and most wizards order it to be delivered to themselves via owls.

Harry also ordered.

"What's the news?" asked Tom.

Harry reached out and snapped the door shut, pulling Tom to the furthest point in the bedroom from the door.

"On my birthday, when I went to Diagon Alley, Gringotts was stolen!"

"What?" said Tom, who remembered that when he was at Gringotts, the elves proudly said that it was the safest place to store their valuables.

Tom's voice was a little loud, and Harry quickly covered his mouth.

"Whisper, whisper. Harry said.

Tom was infected by Harry's caution and nodded obediently.

"It's not the most important thing, it's important that the vault that was stolen, Hagrid and I had been there earlier that day. ”

"Ahh

"Nothing but a dirty little package. Harry recalled, "And, according to the Daily Prophet, what the thieves wanted to steal was most likely what Hagrid had taken. ”

Tom already had a guess in his mind.

"Did Hagrid tell you what that thing is?" asked Tom.

"No," Harry shook his head regretfully, "Hagrid was a mystery at the time, saying what was doing for Professor Dumbledore. ”

Tom touched his chin and was able to determine what was in the little package.

"Did the thief get caught?"

"Apparently not. Harry said, "The man got out of the air and fled." ”

"It's strange," murmured Tom, "don't the elves swear that they're the safest there, and that this thief must be very good at breaking through the elves' defenses and stealing from the vault?"

Harry, who had only been trying to help Hagrid keep his secret, heard Tom's words, and his face changed suddenly.

When Tom saw that his reminder was in place, he said no more.

......

The day passed quickly, and Monday was just around the corner.

Perhaps struck by the meaning of Tom's words yesterday, Harry had a grim face until dinner.

This made Tom feel a little guilty, and he always felt that it was he who had said that heavy thing that caused his good friend to be depressed.

"Hey, man," Tom put his arm around Harry's shoulder, "be happy." Maybe things aren't the way we think they are?"

Harry shook his head heavily.

"Nope. Harry looked serious, "Maybe things are the way we think?"

Tom was speechless, so he had to laugh dryly.

From Tom's half-informed point of view, it was indeed about Harry, and it was a terrible thing for Harry.

"You see, the thief wanted something that happened to be in the vault where Hagrid and I went to pick up the items, and coincidentally, Hagrid picked it up in front of me, and the Daily Prophet cut happened to be there when I went to Hagrid's cabin......"

"You mean......" Tom was shocked, he had never imagined this would be the case.

He had always thought that because it was Harry, the savior of the wizarding world, and the only boy who survived under Voldemort's "Arvada" curse, Harry would encounter those things related to Voldemort.

But according to Harry, there seems to be someone pushing and luring Harry to face this.

And there seems to be only one person who can do this.

Tom turned his head to look at Harry, just in time for Harry's turquoise eyes.

The emerald's jewel-like eyes were full of sadness, but Harry's face was smiling, "It's okay, maybe I'm thinking about it?"

No, you're completely sure.

Tom said in his heart.

That's why he has such an expression.

Tom didn't know what to say for a moment, so he hesitated, raised his hand and rubbed Harry's head hard.

"Don't think about it so much," Tom sighed, "the boat will naturally go straight to the bridge." If it's you, I guess you'll have no problem. Besides, isn't there still me here?"

Harry grinned, this time the smile looked much more comfortable.

......

"So we just need to make sure now that there's something in the corridor on the fourth floor to protect the Philosopher's Stone, right?"

In the evening, after Harry had fallen asleep, Tom took Korubelos to the bathroom for a secret talk.

"Something like this. "But, at my perduit, let's not go to the fourth floor." Otherwise, you won't feel good if you get caught by the professors. ”

"But if we don't go there, how are we going to figure out what's on the fourth floor?" said Tom anxiously.

But Rubelos rolled his eyes helplessly: "You usually look quite smart, why are you so stupid now?"

Rubelos was greeted by Tom rubbing his head frantically with both hands down.

But Rubelos couldn't speak clearly: "Based on my observations in the past two days, I have found that the professors' tolerance for Harry is actually quite high-"

"So we should call Harry along?" Tom finally stopped his hands, much to the relief of Chrombellos.

"It's up to you. "As things stand, it's likely that these tests were designed by Professor Dumbledore for Harry, and it was up to Harry to complete them himself."

Tom suddenly remembered the books he had read about the Savior, and it seemed that something big was going to happen every year since Harry went to Hogwarts.

Before, he thought that maybe it was the aura of the savior that made Harry enjoy the name of the savior throughout his school days.

Now it seems that all this is a special arrangement.

With this in mind, Tom decided that everything would go as it should, and that he would no longer be preoccupied with going to the fourth floor to find out.

In the days that followed, Tom went to class with great peace of mind, and occasionally dragged Harry to the library after class.

However, Harry in the first year was far less patient than Harry in the fourth year, and was pulled by Tom to sit in the library and read a book, and Harry soon couldn't sit still.

Tom looked at Harry, who was swaying from side to side in his seat like a little leather monkey, and sighed faintly, "If you're uncomfortable, go first, I'll stay here for a while." ”