ps: Last night——— forehead——— this morning, watched: Where's the Amazing Newt 3

Directly embarrassed.

It's a wonderful feeling to see it and then not look at it.

It's better to have those two hours than codewords... Lost to death.

...

"Philosopher's Stone?"

Anthony's eyes widened, and he immediately realized that the place Harry was talking about was not the room under Dumbledore that stored the Philosopher's Stone.

Wait a minute...

The Twins didn't know what to do with Lu Wei, so they wouldn't be spending the whole day watching the three-headed dog bark his teeth.

Forehead...

Don't say it, that's possible.

In the character of George and Fred. If they had found the trapdoor panel under Lu Wei's feet, they would have tried their best to get in.

He never doubted the Twins' 'spirit of inquiry'.

Why don't you check it out! In fact, he was quite curious about what the three-headed dog looked like.

"Then, let's go check it out!" Anthony proposed.

The rest of the friends also glanced at each other and instantly reached a unified opinion.

Everyone immediately turned around and ran towards the fourth floor.

Walking up the spiral staircase, I soon came to the room where the Philosopher's Stone was kept.

As they passed the staircase, they passed by a statue of a one-eyed witch, and Anthony deliberately looked at it twice before leaving.

Because he knew that under that statue was hidden a secret passage to the cellar of Duke Honey.

Suddenly, an inexplicable sense of crisis surged in his heart.

Those two fools aren't still in Hogsmeade!

It can't be an attack!

These days, the British wizarding world is not at peace!

"This is it." Harry, who was at the front, pointed to a wooden door in front of him.

After several people glanced at each other, he slowly pushed away.

With a squeak.

Immediately, a low snoring sound rang in their ears.

"It's asleep?"

Hermione looked in amazement at the huge three-headed dog lying asleep on the ground and the harp playing music in the corner.

"It's clear that someone is ahead of us."

At the feet of the three-headed dog, the trapdoor panel, there was a gap exposed, which someone should have just opened.

"Who?" Ron asked warily.

Who?

Anthony was silent, just bent down quickly and pulled the tab on the flap.

"Wait... Anthony, you don't want to go down, do you! Hermione hurriedly grabbed him, but she was too late, because Anthony's whole body was already tilted, and the center had already fallen towards the hole.

Instead, it was Hermione, who suddenly grabbed Anthony, causing her to be dragged down as well.

Fall - and plop.

With a strange, dull thud, the two landed on top of something soft.

"Hey, are you all right?"

Harry's eager inquiry could be heard from above.

"It's fine." Anthony shouted towards the hole above his head, "It's soft to the touch, do you want to come down?" ”

"Of course." With that, Harry jumped off with Ron in his arms. "I won't leave you behind."

"Uh... Suddenly so ambiguous, and a little unaccustomed. Anthony quipped.

"Hey, can you be serious?" In the darkness, Hermione's voice could be heard.

"Feels like a plant?"

"It's the devil's vine." With that, Anthony pulled out his wand. "Fluorescent flicker!"

A strong light emanated from the tip of Anthony's wand, and the vines immediately retreated as if they had encountered a predator, and in a few moments, all the vines on their bodies retreated, and everyone fell into the next layer.

"This..."

At the feet of the group was a stone corridor, and in addition to their own footsteps, the sound of water droplets dripping in the distance could be heard, and the surrounding scene immediately reminded Harry of the track in the cave in Gringotts.

The road in front of him, except that there was no track, turned out to be exactly the same as the lower one in Gringotts.

"What's the matter, Anthony, why are you jumping off?"

After getting out of the crisis, Hermione finally ushered in an outburst, she walked forward quickly, frowning and accusing.

“...”

"Whew!"

Anthony exhaled slightly and slowly began to explain.

He told Harry about the Philosopher's Stone.

As for why he knew. Don't ask, that's what Dumbledore told him...

Compared to the original book, although Harry doesn't know much now, he can guess some of them, and pay attention to the current time, it's only February, and in a few months, it is estimated that Harry will be able to detect Quirrell's conspiracy.

Uh—maybe Snape's plot.

In fact, the reason why he was so nervous was that the current development of the situation was seriously inconsistent with the memory in his mind.

After all, this is the real world, and who knows what would happen if Voldemort got the Philosopher's Stone and was resurrected?

Anthony may not be able to figure out the rest, but he is absolutely convinced that if Voldemort is resurrected in the first grade, he will be the first to be found!

According to the current public opinion in the British wizarding community, and the first meeting between Muggles and wizards that had just taken place.

Voldemort couldn't come to him without coming to him.

After all, the reconstruction magic he did, the pure-blood supremacy, was born on the opposite side of Anthony.

Add to that the hatred of Muggles from several pure-blood families right now...

For a moment, Anthony only felt a little cold on his neck.

That's why he's so excited.

After all, to provoke Fudge is to move his mouth, the real Arvada, and it depends on Voldemort. He's not Harry, he doesn't have a protective charm of love, and with a killing curse, he's going to die on the spot.

"I see!"

Harry looked surprised, he had probably guessed some of them, just not so much.

"So what do we do now?" Hermione asked worriedly.

"Preventing Quirrell from getting the Philosopher's Stone, of course." Ron yelled loudly.

"You're crazy, that's Voldemort." Hermione said angrily, "Do you think you can defeat Voldemort?" ”

With that, he turned to Anthony and Harry and said, "We should get out of here and inform the professors." ”

"It's not something we little wizards can do."

"This..."

Anthony, who calmed down, was a little moved by Hermione's words.

He was indeed a little anxious, if Dumbledore's mechanism had been arranged at this time, then Quirrell would not have been able to get the Philosopher's Stone, he really shouldn't have taken such a risk, and he couldn't resist the second killing curse except Harry.

"Hermione has a point, we..."

Suddenly, just as Anthony was about to retreat, the devil vine above his head twitched violently.

With a bang, a person who no one had expected appeared.

"Oh! See who this is? ”

The flabby-skinned face made a girlish contrived sound.

He seemed to be surprised, but with a strange sneer on his face.

"Umbridge?"

Anthony's eyes widened, he never thought that he would meet her at this time...

No, it's the woman who is stalking them.

"Yes, Professor, Mr. Windsor." With a hint of sarcasm in her shrill voice, she continued, "It's worthy of being from a Muggle family, and I don't have any education at all. ”

"Hehe..."

Anthony stared at her with a grim expression.

The brain spins fast.

He was thinking about whether he could defeat the old toad head-on.

After all... If you can't.

Then his Hogwarts trip was over.