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After all, he has lived two lifetimes. He has experienced strong winds and waves and seen real swords and guns. However, he almost died because he sang out of tune. Lin Mo really didn’t know whether to cry or laugh. He was so embarrassed that he didn’t even know where to go.

Where can I put his hot old face?

Fortunately, Ivel only had a smile on his lips and did not laugh out loud. He was still humming the syllables rhythmically.

After re-hypnotizing the three-headed big dog Lu Wei, the sound of snoring sounded again in the round hall.

Things are back on track.

The question now is whether to go to Professor McGonagall.

If you follow the principle of trusting Principal Dumbledore, it seems that there is no need to go to Professor McGonagall, but now Harry has bravely passed through the trap door to face the Dark Lord, and soon Hermione will take the injured Ron first.

When they return, Hermione will also go to McGonagall. It would be a bit strange if they don't go to Professor McGonagall first.

This shouldn't ruin Dumbledore's plan. Lin Mo guessed that their principal was squatting in a corner watching a show right now. He was waiting for the critical moment to show up and take action. He couldn't even say a word about going to the Wizards' Union.

Don't believe it.

In addition, it is the most appropriate way to go to Mag, just in case the situation really gets out of control, otherwise if something goes wrong, you will be shouldered a lot of responsibility.

"Do you still remember where Professor McGonagall's office is?" Lin Mo asked.

Ivel nodded. After all, she was also from Gryffindor: "On the edge of the corridor on the second floor, near the outer layer of the castle."

"Wait a moment," Lin Mo walked to the edge of the rotunda and found an angle. He pulled out his wand and pointed at the chandelier above and said, "Wingardim Leviosa." As the tip of the wand trembled, he immediately entered the soy sauce.

status, and slightly adjusted the angle of the wand.

The floating spell accurately hit an inconspicuous small object on the tall chandelier.

It was the invisible machine that lost connection, and it was indeed left on the chandelier where Lin Mo had originally arranged it.

Under the control of the spell, the coin-sized reconnaissance plane slowly floated up under the spell and slowly fell into Lin Mo's hands.

"The battery is burned out." Lin Mo looked at it and handed it to Evel for further inspection later.

Obviously, after destroying the invisibility machine, Quirrell went directly into the trap door to steal the stones. He had no interest in collecting and studying these Muggle products, but Lin Mo wanted to know what spell Quirrell used to burn the invisibility machine.

Judging from the picture transmitted back before the invisible machine was disconnected, it was undoubtedly a range magic. Quirrell had already noticed the invisible machine on the chandelier in the rotunda before he showed up outside the door, and let it go without directly using a spell on it.

It has failed.

This kind of magic that targets technological products within a certain range is likely to be used by him in the future.

"I need some tools to assess the extent of the damage," Ivel said.

"Hmm." Lin Mo thought for a while, took a intact reconnaissance plane and rearranged it on the chandelier, but this time it did not face the entrance wooden door of the rotunda, but the trap door below.

This way he can know as soon as possible when Hermione comes back.

Don't be afraid of 10,000, just be afraid of the unexpected. There is no harm in playing it safe.

The door lock at the entrance to the rotunda has been completely damaged by Quirrell, and it can only be barely closed, hoping that no one will come in and explore in the middle of the night.

He wasn't worried about the big three-headed dog leaving his post without permission and sneaking out to wander around the castle. Even if the door was removed, the hole left would only allow one of its heads to pass through. God knows how Hagrid managed to get it through.

It got in.

It was already the curfew time outside, and most of the lights in the castle had been turned off, making it look a little gloomy.

"Fluorescence flashing." Lin Mo whispered, the tip of the staff lit up with a faint light, and the fire dragon in the scroll on the right side of the corridor snorted dissatisfiedly and exhaled a large cloud of black smoke to cover himself.

Since they were going to find Professor McGonagall anyway, they didn't need to release the reconnaissance plane to guard against the patrolling Filch.

"Let's go." Lin Mo lowered the brightness of the wand as much as possible, and quietly left the fourth floor with Ivel.

Professor McGonagall's office is on the second floor near the Quidditch pitch. Lin Mo came once at the beginning of the school year to cast a spell on his communication device (students can check with Professor McGonagall if they have brought any electrical appliances they need to use).

, after confirmation, a spell will be cast to lift the restrictions, allowing it to use some functions normally in Hogwarts, such as the computing center that Ivel brought, and she also applied for the electric velvet that can only provide stable power supply).

But too much time passed, and if it weren't for Ivel, he really wouldn't have been able to find this place for a while.

"Professor McGonagall, we have something urgent to come to you for."

Lin Mo lightly clicked on the wooden door three times, but the sound was still abrupt in the quiet corridor.

After a few moments, the door did not open, and no movement was heard from behind the door.

"Professor McGonagall, it's about the Sorcerer's Stone." Lin Mo raised his voice and knocked on the door three more times.

There was still no movement, and the closed door was as cold as water.

The corridor was quiet, and Lin Mo glanced at each other uneasily with Ivel.

"Maybe she's patrolling Gryffindor. Maybe the Weasley brothers blew up the common room to celebrate the end of exam week and she has to deal with it." He wanted to make a joke to lighten the atmosphere, but it took a lot of effort.

Can force a smile.

Ivel didn't even smile at all: "In that case, Professor McGonagall will bring Weasley to the office to deal with it."

Lin Mo knew that what Ivel said was right.

The professors at Hogwarts usually live in office suites, not too far from the colleges they are responsible for. They do not block the sound when sleeping at night in case there is an emergency that needs them to deal with. For example, if Filch catches the night

Students who travel will be taken to the dean of the corresponding college for processing.

Besides, the curfew has just begun, so even if you really take a break, you shouldn't not hear the knock on the door.

Where is Professor McGonagall? At this critical point in time?

Lin Mo suddenly felt that it seemed too reckless for him to let Harry pass through the trap door.

"Let's wait a moment." He said, and Ivel nodded silently.

In the image sent back by the reconnaissance plane on the communication device, it could be seen that Lu Wei had woken up, and three huge heads were patrolling back and forth in the rotunda, breathing hot air, as if they still remembered that someone had just invaded its territory.

.

The trapdoor was still tightly closed.

If the levels protecting the Sorcerer's Stone or testing Harry were what Lin Mo knew, it would probably take Harry and the others more than an hour to reach the final level. After all, there was a wizarding chess game that Ron needed to win, so it wouldn't be that

smoothly.

Calculating it this way, it will probably take more than two hours for Hermione to return with Ron.

Is it a coincidence...Professor McGonagall happens to be out of the office?

Looking at the closed door in the dark corridor, I don't know why this sultry summer night has become a little cold.