Harry Potter and the Old Ones

Tierra turned around slowly, with a smile that was uglier than crying.

"Mr. Principal." Tierra shouted respectfully. After thinking about it, she ran up to Dumbledore in small steps, like a child who was caught in a mistake, and said honestly with her head lowered, "Mr. Principal, I made a mistake. No, I shouldn't be out at curfew."

"If I remember correctly, you and Mr. Potter, Miss Granger, Mr. Weasley and Mr. Malfoy have already been punished for this incident, and you have sworn to Professor McGonagall that you will not Again." Dumbledore said kindly, "Then what is so urgent that you have to break your oath?"

"Yes...it's the Philosopher's Stone, sir." Tierra answered honestly, revealing all of Harry's investigation results and conjectures—including their actions tonight.

"But you don't think so, do you?" Dumbledore asked after listening quietly, "You don't think it's Snape, do you?"

"Yes, Mr. Headmaster." Tierra replied, "Snape tutors me in Potions every Sunday. I don't think Snape is the type to steal the Sorcerer's Stone."

"Is that how you judge just by being with him?" asked Dumbledore.

"Not all, and his usual attitude towards Harry...Although it is bad, it is absolutely not malicious, but with a little bit of hatred, and... and emotions that I don't know." Jella weighed her words.

"Very good, any more?" Dumbledore asked.

"But the idea of ​​someone playing with the Sorcerer's Stone is true, so I started to pay attention to teachers at school who didn't get along with Snape."

"Hmm, is there any more?"

"I didn't notice Professor Quirrell at first, until Harry overheard a conversation between Snape and Quirrell, and I finally decided that Professor Quirrell might have a problem." Tierra said, " That's why I will go to Professor Quirrell's office tonight. If Professor Quirrell is in the office tonight, then my guess will be self-defeating. If he is not there, then I can find evidence to confirm my guess. "

It took Tierra a lot of effort to make up the lie.

"Has the evidence been found?" Dumbledore asked.

"No." Tierra pretended to be ashamed, "It seems that I guessed wrong."

"No, you guessed right." Dumbledore said, "Professor Quirrell does have a problem."

"Really?" Tiera pretended to be surprised.

"Really." Dumbledore smiled, "Although I have no evidence, I have it today."

Speaking of which, Dumbledore stretched out his arm and said, "Take my arm."

Tierra complied.

Immediately afterwards, the world was spinning for a while, and Tierra appeared in a room that looked like a basement.

Four tall torches stood around the room, and in the center of the room stood a huge floor-to-ceiling mirror trimmed with gold.

It's the Mirror of Erised!

However, there is neither Tierra's hometown, parents, nor his figure in the magic mirror. Instead, there is a middle-aged man with his head wrapped in rags, his face alternately ferocious, angry, and frightened——

It's Professor Quirrell!

"This is the world inside the Mirror of Erised." Dumbledore's voice came from Tierra's side, "Only those who see through the illusion of the mirror can reach it through Apparition."

Dumbledore smiled at Tierra, "I believe that sooner or later you will be able to come here on your own."

"However, this is the first time I have seen a young wizard adapting to Apparation so quickly. Many... Even adult wizards will spit out stomach acid when they Apparate for the first time." Dumbledore pretended Said casually.

"Maybe it's because my stomach is empty." Tierra said perfunctorily.

He often teleports back and forth across a distance of tens of thousands of light years, and the distance of tens of meters in the castle is sprinkled with water.

Dumbledore nodded, accepting what Tierra said.

"Mr. Principal, so Professor Quirrell really has a problem?" Tierra asked.

"Oh, it's not as simple as having a problem with him," said Dumbledore. "Your deduction is very accurate."

"Look at it." Dumbledore said and waved his hand, and a tea table and two chairs appeared in the mirror space.

There are two delicate ceramic cups on it, a pot of hot tea and a three-tiered dessert stand with five pieces of strawberry cheesecake, two pieces of brioche bread, and three pieces of rose shortbread.

"Try it." Dumbledore pulled out his chair and sat down, and greeted Tierra and said, "Although it's past afternoon tea time, it doesn't prevent us from enjoying some dessert, does it?"

"Thank you, Mr. Principal." Tierra obediently pulled out another chair and sat down.

"However, I still suggest that you ask the house elves for something to eat after you go out." Dumbledore poured a cup of black tea, took a bite of rose shortbread and said, "Although the food conjured by the Mirror of Erised can taste, It can also make people feel full, but it is fake after all. Once you leave this space, all this will disappear, and your body will even feel hungrier than before. We are just passing the time now, lest you and me, the old man It's so boring together."

"No, Mr. Principal, you are the greatest white wizard, and it is my honor to be in the same room with you." Tierra took a sip of black tea, which was sweet and delicious.

Another bite of rose shortbread, soft and crispy.

Of course, Tierra would not give up such a good opportunity.

Ask Dumbledore about some learning problems, mainly about transfiguration and alchemy.

Tierra has already asked Tom Riddle these questions, but if you listen to both, you will be clear, and if you listen to one side, you will be dark. Tierra still wants to think about the problem from multiple angles. This is related to the production of the elixir of life and the last step of the "inheritor". refining.

Anyway, Tierra believes that her knowledge and accumulation of knowledge is much higher than other young wizards, and she must not be able to hide it from Dumbledore, so it is better to be more frank.

Dumbledore patiently answered them one by one, and even drew inferences about other cases from one instance, explaining the profound things in simple terms, which benefited Tierra a lot.

"Your knowledge," said Dumbledore, "is quite rare among young wizards of your age."

"Can you tell me why you study and absorb knowledge so hard?" Dumbledore asked kindly.

"Because I feel my insignificance and the vastness of the universe." Tierra instantly entered the small composition mode, just like when his tutor asked him why he wanted to go to graduate school during the re-examination for the postgraduate entrance examination.

Tierra looked up at the sky at a forty-five-degree angle... The ceiling said: "The starry sky and the universe are so big, I want to see it."

Thanks to Taishi Corn Silk and Kersi for their great support~