Chapter 66: Harry's Decision

"We want to ask, where is Professor Dracula now?"

Harry and the others came to the door of the Defence Against the Dark Arts classroom, looked cautiously inside, and asked softly.

However, they immediately realized that such a soft voice would not be heard by any of the students in the classroom.

I saw a group of demons dancing in the defense of the dark arts classroom, a lively scene-

The Vlad and Weasley twins are standing on the table, jumping up and down and waving a string of dark magic warning bells for teaching, playing "musical instruments" for everyone; A Gryffindor and a Hufflepuff student are standing face to face, casting spells on each other and engaging in friendly exchanges; Nearby, many enthusiastic Gryffindor seniors were cheering them on with red faces, while the Hufflepuff students were watching the excitement with relish while eating their on-the-go snacks......

The classroom is not full of students who do not follow classroom discipline.

In the chaotic classroom, a handsome young wizard in a Hufflepuff robe is trying to get discipline in order, trying to persuade him back and forth, but to little avail.

"Harry, little Rollo, why are you here?" Fred and George, who were playing music, saw Harry and waved the bells in their hands excitedly, and asked loudly, "Do you want to come and play together?" The opportunity is rare, and the loss will not come again! ”

Ron couldn't help but blush when he heard the two of them say his disgraceful nickname.

"Fred! George!! He rolled up his sleeves and was about to rush into the crowd to fight his two unscrupulous brothers, but Harry grabbed the hood and pulled him back.

"Ron, don't forget our business!" Harry shook his head at him.

Hearing Harry's admonition, Ron barely calmed down, glaring hatefully at the Weasley twins standing on the table.

"Senior, can we ask you something?" Hermione asked as she quickly stopped the handsome student who was trying to put the classroom in order.

"Don't call me senior, my name is Cedric Diggory." The handsome student who was trying to organize discipline walked over, wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead helplessly, and said to the three of them, "You three are in the first grade, is there anything wrong with coming to the third grade class?" ”

"We're looking for Professor Dracula. Isn't he in the classroom right now? Harry said.

With admiration and a little pity in his eyes, he looked at Cedric, a good partner in classroom discipline.

"It's a pity that Professor Dracula just left the classroom, saying he was going out for a while." Cedric gave Harry a puzzled look in his eyes and explained to him.

"Do you know when he'll be able to come back?" Hermione asked.

Cedric shook his head.

Harry couldn't hide his frustration and left the demonic classroom with Hermione and Ron.

As soon as they walked out of the classroom, the three little ones saw a tall old witch walking quickly towards them with vigorous steps.

"You... Hello, Professor McGonagall. Harry and the three stammered hello.

Professor McGonagall, however, ignored them and walked straight into the Defence Against the Dark Arts classroom.

"The whole castle is the mess in your class! I can hear you all shouting here half the way through the main tower! She shouted angrily, "It's you again, two Weasleys!" Yesterday he was caught by Mr. Filch on a night tour of the castle, and today he dares to take the lead in destroying classroom discipline! ”

"You're the worst I've ever had!"

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Harry, Ron, and Hermione stood outside the door of the Defence Against the Dark Arts classroom, shivering, silently mourning for the third-year students.

At the same time, Harry and Ron were secretly glad that they were not the worst class in Professor McGonagall's mouth, and it seemed that they could paddle with confidence!

"And then who do we go to?" Hermione asked in a whisper, interrupting their thoughts, "Neither Dumbledore nor Professor Dracula are here, and now I'm 100% sure Quirrell is going to steal the Philosopher's Stone today!" ”

Both Hermione and Ron subconsciously looked at Harry.

I saw that his face became very pale, but his eyes were shining.

"Okay." Harry took a deep breath, "Looks like it's only what the letter told me, right?" ”

"I'll sneak into the forbidden area on the fourth floor in a while, and try to get the Philosopher's Stone first!"

"You're crazy!" Ron exclaimed.

His scream caught the attention of Professor McGonagall in the classroom, and the voice of the lecture paused. Ron quickly covered his mouth.

Shocked, Harry and Hermione quickly pulled Ron out of the scene, descending the marble steps to the first floor of the castle.

"Harry, you can't do that!" Coming to the quiet entrance courtyard, Hermione said to Harry solemnly, "Those arrangements in the forbidden area on the fourth floor are used to guard the Philosopher's Stone, you are just a first-year wizard, it is too dangerous to break into the forbidden area!" ”

"Hermione was right!" Ron also persuaded, "And maybe Quirrell has entered the forbidden area, and you went to him to prepare to give him as a gift?" ”

"So what?" Harry said emotionally, "Don't you understand? If Quirrell gets his hands on the Philosopher's Stone, Voldemort will return! Haven't you heard what it was like when he tried to take over the wizarding world? ”

"If he had succeeded, Hogwarts would not have existed, and he would raze the school to the ground or turn it into a school dedicated to teaching dark magic! Do you think Voldemort will spare you and your family? ”

"If Voldemort is resurrected, all I can do is find a place to die. I will never go to the Dark Devils! I'm going to have to go through that trapdoor tonight and get the Philosopher's Stone, and you two can't stop me with anything!" Voldemort killed my parents, do you remember? ”

Harry glared at them excitedly, breathlessly, even incoherently after a long paragraph, panting.

"You're right, Harry." Hermione's voice fell.

"Don't worry, I'll use my cloak of invisibility." Harry's mood gradually stabilized, and he whispered, "Maybe I can bypass Quirrell and get the Philosopher's Stone without him noticing?" ”

"But will the Cloak of Invisibility cover all three of us?" Ron asked suddenly.

"We ...... The three of us? Harry's eyes widened.

"Oh, don't be stupid, buddy. Do you think we're going to leave you alone? Ron spread his hands and put his arm around Harry's shoulder.

"Of course not!" Hermione then said, her tone was rather spicy, "How did you think of leaving us alone to find the Philosopher's Stone?" I'd better go through my books and maybe find some useful ......"

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