A Magical Hogwarts

1,500 cycles, more than four years.

If you include the first cycle, William has spent almost seven years, and he has been at Hogwarts for almost nine years.

You know, Professor Snape has only taught at this school for twelve years.

William has become the longest-serving student at Hogwarts, breaking and continuing to hold many records.

Of course, if there is an internet and a mobile phone, William will be fine for another four years... He thinks that Hogwarts should be reformed. When he becomes the headmaster, he will have to set up an internet cable.

This is called international compliance.

In this time cycle, William has really learned a lot, whether it is ancient rune or alchemy, he has developed by leaps and bounds.

He had a good time and was very tired, so he decided to leave.

Another morning, William woke up from his sleep. After putting on his clothes, he walked towards the Gryffindor lounge.

William will find George to play for him, wait for Harry to appear in the Gryffindor common room by the way, and follow him to the penalty area.

"Pig nose!" William said.

The fat lady looked at William and muttered, "Why are you a Ravenclaw student in the Gryffindor lounge?"

"Because I like Gryffindor, our academy only has one knocker, and we lack an elegant lady like you..."

The fat lady smiled a few times, lost her eyebrows, and opened the door cheerfully.

"All Gryffindor students are as sweet as you are. They're too rude, they don't look like gentlemen at all."

William smiled and said: "I'm not sweet, I'm just telling the truth. Haven't you heard my nickname of 'Iron teeth are gold, honest and reliable little man'?"

The fat lady threw another wink, thinking about whether to apply for a permanent residency in Ravenclaw.

William got into the hole.

As long as there is a secret order, the fat lady will open the door, but when students from other colleges enter, she will make things difficult for her every time.

William knew how to get the fat lady to open the door in the shortest time without questioning him.

You only need to praise the fat lady in good conscience, but you can't praise her for her beautiful singing.

William once said this, and the other party pestered him for half an hour.

When William entered the twins' dormitory, they were still sleeping.

Although Fred and George look exactly the same, their sleeping positions are completely different.

There are a lot of alchemy items on George's bed, and various orders are placed everywhere.

There wasn't that much mess on Fred's bed, he was sleeping on his back and his underwear was half off.

Of course, you can also say that it is half-worn.

Although the postures are the same, these two state words, one representing before and the other after, are completely different in nature.

Sniff was also sleeping, only showing one tail and two hind paws, and most of his head was tucked into Fred's underwear.

Really hot eyes.

William woke up the two and told his story again.

To help William in the game, they would definitely like to, George went happily.

When William was ready, he stayed in the Gryffindor lounge, waiting for Harry to come out.

He needed to understand why Harry suddenly went to the restricted area on the fourth floor.

After about ten minutes, Hermione followed their roommates out, then left the lounge to eat in the auditorium

After another half an hour, Harry and Ron walked out of the dormitory.

William cast the Illusory Body Charm long ago, and hurriedly followed behind the two of them.

William was walking down the corridor, glancing at a corner where Malfoy was standing, looking at Harry in dismay.

"Who do you think will win?" Ron asked after leaving Gryffindor Tower.

"It's hard to say, Ravenclaw's players are not good, but William's strength is too strong.

And Qiu, her strength is not bad. Ravenclaw has a great chance. "Harry analyzed it from a professional point of view.

"Yeah, I really hope Ravenclaw can teach Slytherin a good lesson..."

Ron hesitated for a moment, then asked again, "Harry, I will participate in the Quidditch selection next year, what do you think?"

Harry scratched his hair. He didn't want to say anything against his friend, but with Ron's skills, there was no hope of looking at the water cooler on the sidelines.

Gryffindor's players are all on the rise. Although they won't be able to win the championship this year, even Captain Wood is mentally prepared, but as long as they work hard, the future can be expected.

Ron's most powerful thing is to be a goalkeeper, but his state is sometimes bad. Captain Wood is also a goalkeeper. He is only in fifth grade... Ron has no hope.

Looking at Harry's expression, Ron sighed.

"Oh, well, I know... I can't be the starter, but as a substitute, does our team need a few substitutes? Even if it's waving a towel on the court..."

Before Ron's words were finished, he suddenly felt cold behind him. This feeling should be a ghost.

"Who's behind me, Nick who almost lost his head again?"

He turned his head and was startled, it was Quirrell!

William raised his eyebrows, and he ignored Quirrell.

Quirrell floated in front of Harry, stared at him, and said with a trembling voice: "Harry, go to the restricted area on the fourth floor... the Dark Lord... to steal the Philosopher's Stone during the game... I stopped him before and was killed. Come on... go, or it will be too late..."

Quirrell floated toward the sky after saying that.

Harry thought about something thoughtfully.

Ron looked at him and said in disbelief, "Harry, don't you believe Quirrell's nonsense?"

"Don't forget, during the Quidditch match, he cast a curse on your broom and wanted to kill you!"

"But what if what Quirrell said was true?" Harry said seriously: "That's the Philosopher's Stone, and Voldemort will be resurrected..."

Ron shuddered, but still firmly objected: "Quirro died in the restricted area~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Harry, you don't think we can pass the level and stop the mysterious man?"

"We can go to Professor Dumbledore first," Harry suggested.

But the two could not find Dumbledore. William knew that the Headmaster had received a letter in the morning, a letter from the Ministry of Magic.

Naturally, this letter was forged, just to divert Dumbledore away.

Afterwards, Harry and Ron met Professor McGonagall again, but were reprimanded by McGonagall, and she went to watch the game herself.

No way, Harry and Ron had to go to the game too.

On the field, looking at the two teams in the sky, Harry finally couldn't bear it any longer.

"I'm going to stop Voldemort." Harry's face was pale, but his eyes lit up.

"You're crazy!" said Ron. "You can't do that!"

"You will be fired! Professor McGonagall warned you," Hermione advised.

"So what?" Harry said angrily. "Don't you understand? If Voldemort gets the Philosopher's Stone, he'll regain his powers!

I want to stop him! "

Harry persuaded Ron and Hermione, and the three quietly left the Gryffindor auditorium and went directly to the restricted area on the fourth floor.

Looking at the backs of the three, William was a little speechless.

No wonder Harry died.

This wizard is obviously very weak, but he is too reckless.

Is this Dumbledore's purpose? Is he building Harry's courage? !

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(Thanks to "Hellcat" and "Feng Ling 15" for their rewards)

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