Since Gilderoy Lockhart had become a Death Eater, he was their enemy.

If he is caught by the Ministry of Magic, it will be really difficult to deal with his influence in the wizarding world as a famous writer.

Those crazy middle-aged women book lovers are no different from a bunch of fanatical believers. They don't believe their idol is a Death Eater.

His death was what Dumbledore wanted to see, but it was Arthur who killed him.

It's very... It's a lot like Dumbledore eating a very tasty weird bean and then eating a bug-smelling weird bean, which makes him feel uncomfortable and very uncomfortable.

Dumbledore was very worried about Arthur's state of mind, and was very afraid that he would be silently influenced and embark on a path of no return.

He's so special!

When he was alone with Arthur just now, he wanted to warn Arthur, but he was afraid that his words would make Arthur upset.

On the other side of the sea, a Dark Lord wanted to recruit Arthur, and he was watching him with fierce eyes.

He didn't want to push Arthur into the other's arms with his own hands.

So Dumbledore could only induce Arthur very gently, telling him not to kill people in the future.

The situation is somewhat bad, but not without good news.

Arthur at least didn't use his special abilities and the power of Silence, much to Dumbledore's relief.

But... It is still not to be taken lightly, and to strengthen the education of Arthur. Killing two people at a young age is a very dangerous omen.

"I can..."

"Severus, Potions class has kept you very busy. Defence Against the Dark Arts professor, I'll rehire an experienced professor. ”

Dumbledore interrupted Snape's desire to be a professor in Defence Against the Dark Arts.

“......”

Once again, Snape thought he should have gotten used to it, but in fact his heart had changed a million times.

"I've already cleaned up the trail, and even the most experienced Aurors can't find out that Lockhart was killed by Arthur."

"I'll also hand over that fake magic stone to the connector. Hope your plans go well. ”

Snape was displeased that he didn't get the position he wanted, he shook his nose and said coldly before turning his head and walking up the spiral staircase.

The principal's room became deserted again, and the lights in the room were extinguished in a few moments.

......

An old house on the outskirts of Greater Hangleton suddenly lights on at night, and dim light illuminates the weeds outside through the broken windows.

A giant snake with the thickness of an adult's thigh, writhing and flattening the withering weeds, crawled towards the gate of the ancient mansion.

"Isn't that boy dead?" Quirrell looked at the Death Eater in front of him with a slightly angry face.

His pale and blue face was covered with large and small abscesses, and every time he said a word, foul-smelling pus flowed from the pustules on both sides of his cheeks.

But he no longer cared about this body that was about to rot.

Voldemort's parasitism caused his body to transform into an irreversible and bad state.

Soon, his life will be completely sucked out by Voldemort, and his life will return to the arms of death.

"The centaurs in the Forbidden Forest have struck, and Dumbledore has come to their aid..."

The Death Eater bowed his head, his voice trembling.

"What about Hans and Lockhart? These two people can't even bring back a child? ”

Quirrell wanted to say something more, but then he suddenly became extremely painful, and he let out a low wail as he clasped his head in his hands.

Then he hurriedly unwrapped the black turban from his head, carefully unwrapping it, revealing a smooth and shiny bald head.

"Did you get the Philosopher's Stone?"

Quirrell turned, and the disgusting and horrible human face on the back of his head opened its eyes, and it looked at its subordinates and asked sharply.

"Master, this is the Philosopher's Stone!"

Upon hearing Voldemort's voice, the Death Eater immediately fell to his knees, desperately bowing his head, nervously ignoring the sweat flowing into his eyes.

He held the pink philosopher's stone in both hands and said respectfully.

"Good, put it here. You can step down. ”

The first time Voldemort saw the Philosopher's Stone, his weak eyes suddenly burst into a brilliant light.

"Yes!"

After his men left, Voldemort spoke again, "Go and prepare the materials for the resurrection." I'm going to let the whole wizarding world know that their master is back! ”

"Yes, dear master." Quirrell responded with a trembling voice, a hint of anti-hope in his tone that was not only afraid of Voldemort.

Now he is no longer the Muggle Studies professor at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, and he is not the unlucky man who is about to be qualified for the Defense Against the Dark Arts class.

Rather, a mad Death Eater loyal to Voldemort.

......

"Arthur, did Dumbledore reprimand you? He won't be because of you... emmm... Punish you, right? ”

In the deserted Slytherin common room, the two sitting by the fireplace came to Arthur's side excitedly when they saw him return.

Pansy grabbed Arthur's arm and asked nervously and concernedly.

Caring so much about Arthur that she almost told him about Arthur's killing of Professor Lockhart.

Luckily, she's smart. Otherwise, Draco next to him would have to do psychological construction again.

"No, it's so late. You'd better go back and rest first. ”

Arthur shook his head and replied unobtrusively.

"Pansy, when have you been so enthusiastic about Arthur? Didn't I want to trouble Arthur before..."

Draco, who was standing on the sidelines, wondered why Pansy, who had always been indifferent to Arthur, was suddenly so enthusiastic now. He said in a mocking tone.

"Shut up, you're a shame on Slytherin for being punched twice by Harry. If your father, Uncle Lucius, had known, he would have been ashamed of you! ”

One second she was still softly concerned about Arthur, and the next second Pansy regained her original personality, sneering at Draco beside her.

"Then I'll go back and rest first, good night Arthur. See you tomorrow. ”

Before Draco could retort, Pansy regained her gentle and well-behaved appearance, whispered a word to Arthur, and ran towards the girls' dormitory.

"She can't be under the Imperius Curse, is she?" Draco looked at Pansy's back and grumbled dissatisfied.

A member of the Sacred Twenty-Eight in the British wizarding world, Draco has known Pansy since childhood.

Although both of them are spoiled by their parents, they have the same family status, they both belong to the conservative pure-blood faction, and the relationship is relatively harmonious, and they are friends who grew up together.

Pansy was so abnormal today that it was hard not to make Draco wonder if Pansy was sick in the head.

"Pansy is right, you'd better go to the school hospital before class tomorrow and ask Madam Pomfrey to help you deal with the dark circles under your eyes."

Arthur glanced at Draco, who had been beaten into a panda eye by Harry, before turning and walking towards his dorm room.

"Damn Harry! If this revenge is not avenged, my name Draco Malfoy will be written upside down!! ”