Under Lorne’s perception, the Philosopher’s Stone in his hand was like an ordinary red stone, without any magical power.

Is it fake?

Is this stone just a fake used to attract Voldemort’s appearance?

This speculation flashed through his mind.

“Lorne!”

The door was pushed open, and Hermione ran quickly and crashed into Lorne’s arms, holding him deadly.

“Okay, okay, I’m okay!”

Lorne also hugged the girl’s back with his hand and whispered comfort in his ear.

Seeing Miss Granger, who buried her head in his arms, Lorne also felt a little warm in his heart.

It has been eleven years since he came to this world, and it is still the time that someone will care about him so much.

“Be sure to take me with you if you have something in the future!”

A muffled voice sounded.

“Hmm!”

Lorne was stunned for a moment, then chuckled and nodded.

And Dumbledore, who followed behind, glanced at Quirrell’s head that rolled to the ground, and then at the corpse covered by robes, and couldn’t help but shake his head.

Quirrell basically knew what he was doing.

And Lorne, who killed Quirrell, naturally there will be no punishment.

Lorne’s performance tonight, whether it was courage, wisdom or strength, was simply the best little wizard he had ever seen.

Based on the burning marks on the ground and the deep pits in the walls, Dumbledore could already feel how fierce the battle was.

“Headmaster Dumbledore, good evening.”

Lorne looked at Hermione, who was holding him motionless, and could only say hello to Dumbledore with a helpless face.

“Amazing performance, Geralt.”

Dumbledore smiled and nodded, a pair of azure eyes full of wisdom under the half-crescent glasses.

“Your courage and strength even make me feel that the Sorting Hat may have made a mistake – it will sort you into Slytherin!”

“I feel so too!”

Hermione finally let go of Lorne and nodded quickly.

“I think Professor Snape treats me very well…”

Lorne shook his head with a smile.

Snape was really good to him, and he taught almost everything he could in terms of guidance and notes.

Besides, Gryffindor is basically a bottom-of-the-line existence this semester.

Still more comfortable in Slytherin.

“Headmaster Dumbledore, this stone is for you.”

Lorne handed the red stone in his hand to Dumbledore, this thing was of no use to him, after all, without the flow of mana, it was equivalent to an ordinary stone.

It doesn’t do anything at all.

Harry also hurriedly ran over at this time.

Just now, he felt terrified watching the battle between Lorne and Voldemort, but Lorne’s strength made him extremely envious.

I will go to the library every day in the future!

He secretly made up his mind.

“Philosopher’s Stone, an alchemical product refined by my friend Nicole Flamel.”

Dumbledore took the stone, looked at Lorne with a pair of eyes and said softly, “It can refine immortal medicine and turn stones into gold, Nick and his wife have lived for more than six hundred years now, aren’t you interested?” ”

Miss Hermione pricked up her ears, and even Harry was attracted to the ordinary stone.

No one can resist the temptation of immortality and wealth, let alone these teenage wizards.

“Not interested.”

Lorne replied.

He had just seen with his Sharingan, and the magic contained in this stone was long gone.

If he can be interested, there are ghosts.

“Yes?”

Dumbledore glanced at Lorne with some surprise, and the little wizard’s expression did not look like he was lying.

Funny little wizard.

It was the first time he had seen someone who wasn’t interested in either of them, and even he had a desire for life and wealth.

“Your choice is truly admirable.”

Dumbledore hesitated for a moment and spoke.

If given the choice, he thinks he can’t resist either temptation.

“Okay, come to my headmaster’s room and rest for a while, and see how you look now.”

Saying that, Dumbledore gave Harry and Lorne a new spell.

No way, Harry was covered in dirt, and Lorne still had bright red blood on his face.

Especially Lorne, if he goes out like this, if he encounters a little wizard who wanders at night, I don’t know how many people will be frightened.

What’s more, tonight’s events were a relatively big shock to these first-grade little wizards.

Not to mention that Lorne even killed Quirrell.

This is not something that a first-year wizard can afford.

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“How many of you, would you like a cup of hot cocoa?”

After entering the headmaster’s room, Dumbledore put the Philosopher’s Stone on the table and asked with a smile.

“No need Headmaster Dumbledore.”

Harry quickly shook his head.

After seeing the bloody scene, Harry couldn’t drink anything now.

Dumbledore laughed and did not mention it again.

Several people came to the principal’s room for the first time, so they were a little curious.

It’s like portraits on the walls.

It was the portrait of the principals of the past, each with its own simulated consciousness, and even several principals pointed at Lorne as if they were discussing something.

A fiery red phoenix stood on the stand, tilting its little head and looking at these outsiders curiously.

“Tell me what happened tonight.”

Dumbledore, dressed in purple pajamas, said to Lorne and Harry.

He knew the general situation, but some of the details still had to be known.

By the time the three came out of the principal’s room, it was close to two o’clock in the morning.

Neville accompanied Ron to the school infirmary, and the two of them were expected to be roommates with Malfoy tonight.

This is really a tragic thing.

“Goodbye!”

After hugging Hermione goodbye.

Lorne yawned and headed for the basement.

There was a lot going on tonight, originally he and Hermione wanted to go to the Room of Requirement, but they didn’t expect to meet the three of Harry, who were on a night tour.

It seems that the Room of Requirement can only go back in a few days.

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