Days to grind friendship at Hogwarts

After hearing Glenn's question, all three of them suddenly realized.

Isn't Quirrell's turban the best prop to hide Voldemort's face?

"But Snape..." Ron was still a little worried.

"Like I said, Ron, what you see is just what you want to see. It's too subjective."

Glenn couldn't help but raise his hand and saw a bowl of chicken soup.

"Professor Snape's situation is a bit complicated, but he has indeed been protecting Harry, but the method is a bit hard to explain."

Harry had already heard Quirrell's explanation and had no doubts about it. He was just a little curious about the grudge between him and his father.

"By the way, Glenn. Why did you suddenly appear there and just save Harry?" Hermione thought for a while and asked.

Ron also looked at him curiously: "We went to Ravenclaw Tower specifically to look for you in the afternoon, but you were never there."

"I went to Dumbledore's office in the afternoon. Dumbledore received a letter from the Ministry of Magic and felt a little strange, so he arranged for me to check the situation on the fourth floor at midnight."

Glenn showed no guilt and explained lightly,

"I found signs of someone breaking in, so I sent him a message and went in to check. Unexpectedly, I happened to meet Harry."

In fact, this statement is not rigorous, but how could the three of them have imagined that the two foxes, the old one and the small one, would actually follow them from beginning to end?

"Fortunately I have you..."

Due to Glenn's intelligence and ability to provide help when needed, the three of them looked at him with a little more trust, and even a hint of admiration.

Especially Harry, who witnessed with his own eyes the scene where Glenn challenged Quirrell one-on-one, even though his scar was in severe pain and his concentration was not very focused.

In his opinion, what Glenn was facing was not just a cowardly Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, but the famous Lord Voldemort!

"I have one more question, Glenn." Harry asked again.

Glenn nodded: "You say."

"If I remember correctly, whenever Quirrell and I had physical contact, he would scream in pain." Harry recalled the scene in that room and said, "Do you know why he

Can’t touch me?”

"There's something complicated about this issue and it's about a brave mother."

Glenn looked at Harry with inquiring eyes, and when he nodded, he continued.

"As far as I know, it is an ancient protective magic. Your mother died to save you. Her deep love for you and her desire to protect you left an everlasting mark on you.

.It is a kind of amulet hidden in your body. The book calls it the Amulet of Sacrifice."

The three of them kept quiet and listened carefully.

"We have to admit that Voldemort is powerful, but he is not omniscient and omnipotent. He is not aware of the power of this talisman. It is for this reason that Quirrell cannot touch you."

Glenn continued.

"He was filled with hatred, greed and ambition, and sold his soul to Voldemort. Such a person simply cannot withstand the power of the amulet."

Harry secretly wiped the tears from his eyes and nodded in understanding.

"But why did Voldemort have to kill me back then?"

Glenn was startled and shook his head: "I'm not sure about this question either. I suggest you ask Professor Dumbledore."

Of course Glenn knew the answer to this question, but the prophecy involved too many things and he couldn't tell him for the time being, so he had to talk about Dumbledore.

"By the way," Harry seemed to suddenly remember something and continued to ask, "Since you and Dumbledore appeared in time, what about the Sorcerer's Stone? You must have protected it, right?"

"Yes, Harry." Glenn nodded, "And as far as I know, Dumbledore has just reached an agreement with Mr. Flamel and plans to destroy the Philosopher's Stone."

"Destroyed?!"

The three little ones exclaimed in unison.

Madam Pomfrey poked her head out of the office and scolded fiercely: "If you keep making such a loud noise, I will kick all three of you out!"

The innocent Glenn quickly admitted his mistake. This was the school hospital. Even if Dumbledore came in person, he had to obey Madam Pomfrey's words honestly.

"But then, wouldn't Mr. and Madame Flamel..."

Harry lowered his voice and asked in disbelief.

"Yes. They will leave this world."

Glenn nodded, showing a slightly regretful look.

"To people your age and me, this may seem a bit unbelievable. But for them, death is more like going to bed after a long day."

Seeing that Harry was still in a daze, he added.

"According to Dumbledore, for a sane person, death is just the beginning of another great adventure."

Harry drank another bowl of chicken soup for the soul. It seemed to make sense, but he didn't know what to say, so he had to lie down again.

He just lay there, staring at the ceiling in a daze. Glenn picked up another apple and continued to use the wand to direct the knife to peel the apple.

The ward was quiet for a long time, and Harry sat up again and asked.

"Voldemort's not gone, is he? I mean, he's going to try to make a comeback in other ways, right?"

After Glenn's chicken soup training, Harry could already say the word "Voldemort" without caring about the reactions of people around him.

Even Ron only shrank his neck slightly and did not interrupt irritably.

"Although I hate to admit it, I have to say that you are right. Even Dumbledore cannot completely eliminate him. He is not really alive, so he cannot be killed."

Glenn said with a slight sigh.

"You have defeated him twice. Perhaps when he appears for the third time, he will become stronger, even...unprecedentedly powerful."

Harry lowered his head, his expression obviously serious.

"But I believe you can defeat him again."

Glenn patted him on the shoulder and encouraged him.

"Up, boy!"

"I have a few more questions..." Harry raised his head again and asked.

Glenn smiled at him and motioned him to look in the direction of the door. Dumbledore, with all white hair and beard, was slowly walking in.

"I suggest you ask Professor Dumbledore yourself about these questions, Harry."

"Then let's go to the auditorium first, Professor Dumbledore." Glenn stood up wisely, greeted Hermione and Ron, and left the campus hospital together.

Dumbledore nodded slightly and winked at Glenn imperceptibly.