I was expelled from Hogwarts?

Harry was cold and his hands were shaking.

He wronged Snape and gave Quirrell the Philosopher's Stone. He was committing a crime.

Why didn't he be more cautious, didn't listen to Professor McGonagall, and obediently stayed at the Quidditch match, playing reasoning and being a hero?

"Come on, modify your memory, Harry. When you wake up, you won't remember what I said. You will only remember that Snape did it."

Quirrell said contentedly: "I will mourn him at school with you."

Harry struggled, he had to do something, he widened his eyes and said:

"Professor McGonagall will soon find out that I'm not here. I left a letter for Rove, and they will rush over to catch you..."

"Lie." Quirrell said disdainfully: "But even so, it doesn't matter, they should be too busy to take care of themselves now."

"Why do you say that?!"

"The master summoned the basilisk in the secret room. It will come out of the pipe today and rush to the Quidditch pitch... Now is the final, and many students are there." Quirrell said with a grin.

"Even if someone finds out that you're not there, even if they want to come to save you, they don't have time to take care of this place, and Dumbledore is not at school, so the plan is foolproof."

Such a perfect plan, even Quirrell couldn't help but sigh, the Dark Lord's thoughtful thoughts.

But at this moment, a burst of music suddenly sounded in the air.

Quirrell turned sharply and looked at the empty room, where there was no one, but the music was getting louder and louder. The voice was illusory, ethereal and mysterious, and it was exciting to hear.

The flames burned out of thin air, and a crimson phoenix emerged from the flames, making a high-pitched cry.

"Fox... Is Dumbledore back?" Quirrell asked in surprise, "Shouldn't he be in London?"

Fawkes flew straight towards Quirrell, pecked at his arm, dropped his wand, and was kicked away by Harry who was lying on the ground.

Quirrell and Fox fought, but without a wand, he was not Fox's opponent.

"Go, go to the secret room!" A cold voice came from the back of Quirrell's scarf-wrapped head.

"Master, are you not going to carry out the plan?" Quirrell was a little unwilling.

"Fox is here, Dumbledore might be on his way." The voice said impatiently, "I have got the Philosopher's Stone, let's talk about resurrection first..."

As long as he can be resurrected, everything is easy to say!

Quirrell had to pick up the wand dropped by Malfoy, turn around and run.

Harry, who was tied to the ground, breathed a sigh of relief. Instead of chasing after him, Fox landed on Harry's shoulder and pecked away his rope.

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deep in the chamber,

Carrying a black suitcase, Rove stood in front of a statue, looked at the old, monkey-like face, and muttered:

"Does Slytherin look like this? It's too ugly."

Under the statue, the boy also found two cauldrons. The potion in the crucible on the left has a milky white luster. The potion in the crucible on the right is like a viscous mud, which is slowly bubbling.

Rove recognized the potion on the right at a glance, especially the sticky mud... It was obviously a polyjuice potion, but there was no hair added.

Rove was excited, the compound decoction was difficult to brew, and the price of such a large crucible was not cheap.

I didn't expect to meet such a good thing once I came to the secret room.

But who did Voldemort want to be after hiding in the Chamber of Secrets for so long, brewing Polyjuice Potion here?

Rove squinted his eyes and thought for a while, then he suddenly remembered that that night in the corridor of the school hospital, Quirrell hugged Snape, wrestled with him, and pulled a bunch of hair.

At that time, Rove felt very strange. When did Quirrell become so brave? Now it seems that he did it on purpose, and then took the opportunity to take away Professor Snape's hair and become him?

What a fight!

You must know that the taste of the compound decoction has something to do with the owner of the hair. The compound decoction formulated by Snape's hair... probably won't taste good.

As for the potion on the left, Rove has never seen it before, but it is probably the elixir of life. After all, Voldemort has been busy for so long just to steal the Philosopher's Stone and brew the elixir of life.

I just don't know if Voldemort stole the Philosopher's Stone.

Rove looked at the two crucibles, they all came, so it’s not good to not take something away, right?

Rove used the shortest time to "clean" the secret room, and moved all the things that could be taken away into the box, not even the two emeralds inlaid on the wall at the door.

He checked around to make sure nothing was left behind, and then he was ready to leave with satisfaction, but before he could get out of the secret room, he saw a figure rushing towards him in a hurry.

Quirrell didn't expect to see other people here, and this person was Scamander, who stood there for several seconds.

The scene was once very embarrassing.

"Professor Quirrell, hello, didn't you go to the Quidditch final?" Rove said hello as he tightened his black suitcase.

"No...you...what are you doing here?" Quirrell had just lied to Harry, and he wanted to repeat the same trick and fool Rove again.

"You'd better watch out... I'm after Snape...he's going to steal the Philosopher's Stone..."

"I also followed Snape." Rove smiled and said:

"Professor Quirrell, I know you are a good person. Let's catch Snape together, and get the Special Contribution Award to the School and Merlin Medal together."

"Idiot, he is lying to you!" A cold voice came from Quirrell's body, the voice was high-pitched and cold: "Don't talk nonsense, kill him."

Quirrell had no choice but to raise his wand and shouted sharply: "Avada Kedavra!"

How could Rove give Quirrell a chance? After hearing Voldemort's voice, he immediately backed away and hid behind the rock pillar.

The green light came late and hit the rock pillar, causing the rock pillar to explode countless rubble and stir up some flying dust.

Since Rove came to the secret room, of course he made a plan to be blocked in it. He knocked on the box, and a bird with fluffy feathers came out.

These are ball-bouncing birds, they apparate and can disappear out of thin air and reappear in another place.

Birds and phoenixes, like house elves, can apparate in Hogwarts castle because their magic is different from that of wizards.

Free from the anti-apparition spell here!

Rove hugged the stupid ball and chased the bird, and urged: "Go quickly."

The ball escaped bird "snapped" and disappeared. Quirrell chased after it, but found that there was no one behind the rock pillar.

"Go and see the cauldron, my elixir of life." Voldemort roared. "And here on the ground, why is there so much blood... Where is my basilisk!!"

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Rove was carrying the box, hugging the ball to escape the bird, gurgling and spitting out bubbles incessantly.

He knew that Qiu Dunniao's IQ was not good, he couldn't understand the words of wizards, and he liked to apparate randomly, but he couldn't be so foolish... Take him to the bottom of the Black Lake, right?

Rove couldn't hold his breath anymore, and a group of mermaids with steel forks rushed towards him not far away.

The leader of the mermaid, with sharp-billed monkey cheeks and a thunderous face, shouted:

"Catch him quickly, this wizard just spied on the patriarch's wife taking a bath!"

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(Third update, I coded 6,000 words today, which is considered an addition. Yaya is trash (humble)

Continue tomorrow. )