Harry only showed up in the evening.

"Harry, where have you been?" Hermione was the first to see him and asked curiously.

And Ron rushed over with great joy.

"We won! You win! We won! He slapped Harry the back and shouted, "Seamus and I are fighting Crabbe and Goyle, Neville has Malfoy's eyes blue!" He was still lying in the dorm room, but Clark gave him medicine and said he would get better. ”

As a true Gryffindor, he was excited about getting into a group fight.

"Tell me about the lessons of Slytherin! Everyone is waiting for you in the common room, they're having a celebratory party, and Fred and George steal some cake from the kitchen or something. ”

"Leave that alone," Harry said breathlessly, looking very nervous, "let's find an empty room, and you hear me tell you......"

Harry was sure that Peeves wasn't in the house before he turned around and closed the door, telling Clark what he had just seen and heard.

"I left the dressing room after the game and I saw Snape sneaking up to the Forbidden Forest to meet Quirrell. Clarke was right, it was Nicol Lemay's Philosopher's Stone, and Snape wanted to force Quirrell to help him get it! ”

"What?" Hermione exclaimed, then looked at Clark, who remembered that Clark had said that Professor Snape was a good man, but that Quirrell had a problem.

How could Harry see the opposite of what Clark said?

Clarke's face was expressionless, as if he was listening intently.

"Snape asked Quirrell if he knew how to get through Lowe and mentioned Quirrell's 'secret tricks', and I guess there were other mechanisms guarding the stone besides Lowe and probably a lot of magic and sorcery, maybe Quirrell cast some anti-dark magic spells, and Snape needed to get rid of them."

"You mean to say that the Philosopher's Stone is only safe if Quirrell is able to resist Snape?" Hermione frowned and analyzed very calmly.

"Yes." Harry nodded.

"That's the end of it, judging by Quirrell's performance, the stone will probably be gone next week." Ron shook his head and sighed, not having much faith in Quirrell.

Harry looked at Clark again, hoping that he would give him an idea, but Clark smiled, not at all flustered.

"Don't worry, Headmaster Dumbledore is the most powerful wizard in the wizarding world today, and Hogwarts is the Headmaster's territory, even if Snape has any ideas, he won't be able to implement them for a while."

"Besides, I believe that Professor Quirrell can become a professor of Defence Against the Dark Arts at Hogwarts, and he is not as weak as you think, don't worry!"

Clark's words were like a reassuring pill, instantly relaxing Harry and them.

Like Clark said, Quirrell was indeed braver than they thought.

In the weeks that followed, although his face became paler and his body became thinner, he did not appear to have collapsed completely.

Harry and Ron thought that Quirrell was under pressure from Snape, but only Clark knew that Quirrell was possessed by Voldemort's remnants and consumed too much of his own energy.

He didn't care about that, though, as long as Dumbledore was still at school, the Philosopher's Stone was safe.

Moreover, he also hid his hind hand, a very ordinary-looking crow, always staring at the end of the corridor on the fourth floor.

It was Clark's pet, Fawkin the Raven, who was specifically designed to prevent Voldemort from taking risks because of his own influence.

In addition to these little things, after five months of non-stop morning running, Clark finally completed the specialty task of [Running].

[Running]: For the general specialty, you will get an additional +2 agility bonus for your movement speed while running. (You'll need to run along the Black Lagoon for 150 days in a row, reaching the limit each time, and then invest another 1,500 XP to earn this feat.) Current progress 150/150. ）

However, seeing that he only had 1640 experience points, he could only sigh helplessly, and chose to give up this specialty for the time being, and he still had to keep a little experience that was enough to upgrade to prevent all kinds of emergencies.

Compared to when he started school, his classmates have now recognized his erudition, which has led to a much lower gain of experience points. No matter how well he did in the course, he couldn't surprise people, because it was all as it should be, and he Clark was so smart.

This made Clark want to make a little more noise. Fortunately, his self-control ability is still relatively strong, and with Hermione on the side to remind the overseer, this will not let the chaos magic overwhelm him.

At the same time, in order to shield himself from these chaotic thoughts, Clark began to spend more time in the library with Hermione, studying potions and alchemy, which made Hermione very happy.

Hermione, as an elementary school bully, in order to catch up with Clark's footsteps, has also completed most of the courses this semester. This made her start to make a revision plan not long after the new semester.

"Hermione, exams are hundreds of years away."

On this day, Harry and Ron went to the library to find Clark and Hermione, and the two of them couldn't help but talk as they watched Hermione mark all the notes in different colors and mark the key points of each subject.

"It's only ten weeks," retorted Hermione without looking up, "not hundreds of years, of course, for Nicol Lemay, it's just a blink of an eye, but only if you have a Philosopher's Stone." ”

"Of course I want one of those, who wouldn't? yes, Clark. Ron asks Clark for help, but Clark ignores him and only looks at the book in front of him, "Analysis of Advanced Potions Spells".

So he had no choice but to continue: "Ten weeks is a long time for our short life. ”

"If that's all you want to say, then I think you can leave, Mrs. Pince doesn't like people chatting in the library!" Hermione's tone was a little impatient.

Ron looked up into the distance and saw that Mrs. Pince was looking unkindly.

He grabbed a book that Clark had placed in front of him, spread it out, and then pulled two more kettles out of his pocket and placed them in front of Clark and Hermione.

"It's nothing, it's just that I haven't seen you two in the common room very often lately, so Harry and I brought some pumpkin juice to check on you." Ron pushed the kettle in front of them, but Hermione didn't appreciate it.

"Come on, if it weren't for some special circumstances, you and Harry might not be in the library once a semester. If there's anything to say, I'll have to review it. ”

Hermione unceremoniously picked up the kettle and took a sip.