Chapter 139: Almost

There were some things that needed to be investigated secretly - at least that's what Harry and Ron thought.

In their opinion, the Christmas holiday season is a very opportune time.

During this time, there was no one in the school, and it was undoubtedly more convenient to investigate something.

However, they also know that there are people who don't need to hide much - like the classmate who is sitting on the edge of the library table with a book in his hand.

By the time Ron had been traumatized and unconscious, Connor had learned most of the things from Harry.

In the next two months, Connor also created various coincidences, and successively learned some movements from Harry, who was preparing to act.

It can be said that they are now the companions of Professor Quirrell's 'wizard of justice'.

In Harry's opinion, because of Professor Quirrell's curse and frailty, some of the investigation had to be left to them.

Although in the eyes of Connor, an outsider, some things seem to be a nonsense, or even very logical.

But Harry and Ron clearly didn't realize it.

Connor saw Harry and Ron walking briskly, with a hint of excitement on their faces:

"Snape definitely hasn't been at school for a while!"

"Huh?"

However, after hearing them say this, Connor's face couldn't help but show a trace of astonishment.

Wasn't he still in the principal's office before?

Without waiting for Connor to show his doubts, Harry gave a reason:

"I saw Snape leave the school, lugging his bottles and cans and luggage, looking like he was going on a long trip."

“…… Did you really see that? ”

"Of course!"

Harry said categorically.

"He has a lot of potions, and I think he must be trying to use them to heal his Dark Lord master."

Then your imagination is really rich, obviously the black lord in your mouth is in the school.

Obviously, this kind of spit must not be spoken.

In fact, Connor has a different set of rhetoric on his face:

"Really?"

"It must be true!"

Just as Connor tactfully expressed his doubts, Ron interjected on the side.

"That's all Professor Quirrell told us, he has no reason to lie to us, the mystery man shouldn't be completely dead."

"But the Ministry of Magic has publicly declared that he is dead......"

"Then Lucius is still a Death Eater, why didn't he get caught?"

These two events seem to be unrelated, and there is no direct logic in the context, but they directly express Ron's distrust of the Ministry of Magic.

Although his father worked for the Ministry of Magic, he apparently didn't have much affection for the Ministry as a whole.

In fact, this is the tendency of the Weasleys, but it is Percy, who is eager to be promoted, who has become an outlier.

"Anyway, the Ministry of Magic must be lying, maybe the mystery man was saved by them."

That's nonsense, no matter how mentally retarded the Ministry of Magic is, it wouldn't deliberately raise a terrorist who can cut them to pieces.

"If it were an ordinary person's world, there might still be such a thing as self-respect, but it is impossible for a wizard to do that."

"Why can't it be?"

"Because of the ...... The power of the mysterious people is far stronger than theirs. ”

Connor replied calmly.

"In the wizarding world, the power in the hands determines the right to speak and status, and when someone has enough ability to overturn the entire system and really has such an idea, then the control department of the social order will not allow this person to exist."

He thought it was easy to understand, but the listeners clearly didn't.

"Uh......"

Looking at their faces that couldn't even ask a basic question, Connor gave up.

After all, at this age, he who is good at thinking may be an outlier.

"Anyway, there's no reason for the Ministry of Magic to keep the mysterious man you said you were talking about, they wouldn't do that."

"But he must still be alive."

Harry couldn't help but reach out and stroke his scar, which was visibly stinging slightly.

"I don't have any evidence though. But that's how I feel. ”

“…… So, what are you going to do? ”

"I'm going to stop Snape, whatever he wants from the school, whatever he wants from Professor Dumbledore, I'm going to stop him!"

However, after the bold words, Harry's expression became embarrassed again.

"Professor Quirrell doesn't know about this either, though, and we'll have to investigate it first."

"Oh...... Such. ”

On the surface, he expressed a pandering attitude like a sudden realization, but Connor was lamenting Voldemort's methods inside.

He can be brutal and paranoid, but the head of a troublesome Dark Lord is definitely not far off.

Let's say that's it now......

Instead of the traditional method of completely disclosing the so-called secrets and taking the lead in winning over, he chose to move forward step by step, saying half and leaving half.

This is the best way to reduce one's own suspicion, and if there is enough time, if they are allowed to find out the so-called 'truth' on their own, the level of trust will undoubtedly be higher.

"So what did you investigate?"

Connor asked with a smile on his face.

"Not yet."

Harry nodded regretfully.

"There's a big three-headed dog in the hallway on the right side of the fourth floor, it's Hagrid's pet, I tried to find out about Hagrid, but I just got a name from him."

"What's the name?"

"Nicol Lemay."

Harry sighed helplessly.

"It's just that we searched a lot of books, but we couldn't find Nicol Lemay's name, and Headmaster Dumbledore's friend can't be some nameless, right?"

"Ah...... Nicol Lemay. ”

Connor raised his tone with that, his frown catching Harry's attention.

"Why, you've heard of that name?"

"Well, I did hear that Nicol Lemay was a friend of Headmaster Dumbledore, and a very good, legendary wizard, and it is said that no one in this world can reach his achievements in alchemy."

"Alchemy?"

"In the words you understand, it's a kind of magic that has to do with potions and transfiguration."

"Oooh oh ......"

I don't know if they understood, they just nodded.

Ron didn't seem to grasp anything, but there was a light in Harry's eyes.

"Alchemy...... I think Hermione seemed to have borrowed a similar book to pass the time...... Let's go, let's go find! ”

Immediately, Harry dragged Ron away.

Connor watched their backs, watching his two frizzy friends break headlong into the bookshelves that were like a sea of trees.

"It's almost the same when it comes to reminding you."

"What is almost?"

Suddenly, a voice rang out, and when he looked up, Connor saw someone sitting across from him.

It was a mix of silver and blue, with black accents.

Isobel McDoug.

"When did you come?"

"Just now."