Harry Potter's Catastrophe

"Condemn Snape? You can think of it." Hermione heard Carney's words from the other side of the passage. He had already reached the last room with Harry.

"What's the last room?" Carney, Neville and Hagrid passed through the passage.

"It's a mirror."

There was a large mirror placed on the wall of the empty room. Harry was staring blankly in front of the mirror, while Ron and Hermione were looking around the room.

"Hagrid, where is Fang?"

"Ya Ya is standing outside to warn you if someone is coming!" Hagrid said.

"There's nothing. There's no way out. This is the last room," Hermione said. "There's nothing but the mirror."

"Mirror of Erised!" Carney recognized this mirror and suddenly became a little curious.

"Do you know this mirror?" Ron said, "Harry and I also found this mirror in the same room some time ago. Harry looked at it every day. This mirror was a bit evil. He could see his dead parents. Later, this mirror became It was taken away by Dumbledore, and it turned out to be here."

"How come I don't know." Hermione said, "I never heard you mention it."

"Mainly Harry, he was following the devil during that time. You were in the library all day long." Ron said with a roll of his eyes.

"I've seen this mirror before, but I haven't looked in it," Carney said. "This mirror allows you to see what you want most. It's so exciting."

"Hey, you're right. What I saw was that I became the president of the Student Council, captain of the Quidditch team and won the Academy Cup." Ron said with a mean smile.

"It seems there is something wrong with that mirror. It's a miracle it didn't break." Hermione said.

"I'm really regretting not learning the Traceless Stretching Spell now. If so, I would have to move this mirror away." Carney held the poison and stared at the mirror.

"Ahem, this thing is not a fun thing." Hagrid said. "This stuff will make people addicted to it. It's all illusory and won't be of any help to you."

"I lack a mirror at home when I wake up and wash myself every day. This one is just right."

"I found the Philosopher's Stone!" Harry shouted.

"It turns out you still remember the real thing." Ron said, "I thought you were addicted to it again."

"What did you find?" Hermione responded, "Where is it?"

"Here it is." Harry took out a blood-red stone from his pocket, "Is this Hagrid's?"

"What? In your pocket? Then we still go to such trouble to find it?" Ron said in surprise. "Harry, if you had remembered to touch your pockets when you came, we should be sleeping in the dormitory now."

"Come on, you won't be able to sleep any later." Neville's presence was not very strong all the way.

"It's not good to stay up all night, it's better to stay up all night." Carney suggested, "Look at me, how energetic I am when I stay up all night every day, but your mental state is much worse when you stay up all night."

"No, I got it in the magic mirror." Harry quickly explained, otherwise the topic might have drifted somewhere, "I gave it to me in the magic mirror, and he stuffed the magic stone into his pocket, and it ended up getting to me. pocket."

"Hey, this mirror can also give people something." Carney said, pretending to be surprised.

"What, you know, let me try it!" Ron jumped in front of the mirror at lightning speed, and then began to giggle with an indescribable expression on his face.

"Harry, bring it here and let me take a look," Hagrid said.

"Hagrid, look at it." Harry handed over the Sorcerer's Stone.

"Wait..." Hagrid had already taken the Philosopher's Stone before Carney finished speaking. Harry looked at Carney with doubtful eyes, "What's wrong Carney?"

"It's okay." Anyway, the magic stone will eventually fall into my hands, even if Hagrid puts it away now, it will be okay. Oh, not Hagrid, it should be Dumbledore.

"Thank you so much for helping me find the Philosopher's Stone and getting through so many difficulties." Hagrid smiled and stuffed the Philosopher's Stone into his pocket.

"You're welcome," Harry said.

"Of course I won't be polite!" Hagrid's voice changed a bit, "I'm never polite to others."

"Hagrid, your voice sounds a little strange?" Hermione said.

"No wonder, no wonder! This is my original voice." As he spoke, Hagrid's clothes became looser and most of them were dragged on the ground. Hagrid's entire face began to shrink, and he also took out a purple scarf. The head of the bar was wrapped, and finally it looked like another person.

"Quirrell!?" Harry and Hermione both shouted in surprise, their eyes almost falling out of their heads. Could it be that Hagrid has always been Quirrell? Or is Quirrell transformed by Hagrid?

"It's Polyjuice Potion!" Carney immediately figured out how could Hagrid follow Harry and the others down, and his behavior was quite strange along the way. He thought it was Dumbledore who was up to something.

"Oh, you also have people who know the goods." Quirrell's expression was very strange now, and he no longer stuttered when he spoke.

"You want to steal the Sorcerer's Stone!" Harry's voice trembled. "No, Snape?"

"Snape? Hahaha, he does not look like a good person. He is like an old bat with a big mouth who ate the rice fields. He has a bad mouth and is vicious. With him attracting hatred, who would doubt the poor and helpless person? Professor Quirrell, who is stammering again, is it me?" Quirrell's voice was sharp and cold.

"I told you, isn't it Snape?" Carney looked at Harry with a hateful expression, "I told you a long time ago, but you still don't believe it."

"Did you say that?" Ron kept his eyes on the mirror, but still complained to Carney.

"Shut up, you guys, we've been chattering all the way!" Quirrell waved the wand in his hand, and four ropes appeared out of thin air and tied up Carney, Hermione, Neville and Ron, who was obsessed with mirrors and couldn't extricate themselves. , and then covered their mouths with four pieces of cloth.

"Well, uh~uh~" Ron finally came to his senses, but it was useless to come to his senses early.

"You kids are really nosy, especially that pockmarked face."

"Uh-huh." Neville, I'm talking about you. Carney twisted his body and nudged Neville.

"Say it was you." Quirrell pointed at Carney and said, "If it weren't for you, the grass on Potter's grave would have been as tall as my wand!"

"Are you responsible for the troll and the dog-headed harpy and the blue-tailed beast?"

"That's right, especially the dog-headed harpy and blue-tailed beast. It took me a lot of effort to control it with the Imperius Curse. It was just a little bit, just a little bit worse!"

Harry, please ask more nonsense. Villains die from talking too much. We must implement this truth to the end.

Carney gave Harry a look. Carney didn't know when Dumbledore would come, maybe he had already arrived, who knew. It's too easy to deal with Quirrell now. Just kick Harry into Quirrell's arms and he'll die. The key is that after Quirrell dies, it's hard to deal with Voldemort who comes out.

"Yes, but Snape always hates me so much and targets me specifically." Harry said.

"Of course, he hates you. Your father and mother were in the same class as him at Hogwarts. Your father stole your mother from Snape and killed her. Snape Snape went to argue with your father, and your father took advantage of the crowd and beat Snape. Now you know why he hates you so much," Quirrell said in a serious tone.

Me and my little friends are shocked!