Rebirth: I am the strongest second generation of Harry Potter

Dumbledore looked even more embarrassed when he saw that Peter Pettigrew's destination was Snape's office. Fortunately, Pettigrew couldn't go directly into the office because there were other people inside - Draco Malfoy was still in Snape's office.

"Should we go over now?"

Hector asked tentatively. Dumbledore hesitated for a while, but finally shook his head.

"No, Hector."

Dumbledore did not tell Hector why, but Hector knew very well why Dumbledore hesitated. Peter Pettigrew was looking for Snape, who was a spy that Dumbledore had planted next to Voldemort.

And Dumbledore knew very well that Snape was not only trusted by Voldemort, but his loyalty to him was also trustworthy.

Hector was not completely sure now whether it was Voldemort's idea for Peter Pettigrew to go to Snape, or Peter Pettigrew's own idea - this determined whether it would directly expose Snape's identity as a double agent if he took action now to capture Pettigrew, so this was very important.

In order to catch a traitor floating on the surface, he sacrificed an excellent spy hidden in the enemy.

Hector believed that as long as Dumbledore had no problem with his brain, he would not make such a decision.

It might increase the risk factor of Hogwarts, but Hector could also see the long-term significance of doing so.

Since Hector could see it, Dumbledore would naturally not fail to think of it.

It seems that Peter Pettigrew was temporarily It would be impossible to move for a while.

Hector sighed.

He didn't understand why Dumbledore didn't just arrest Quirrell and Peter when they were together.

Dumbledore seemed to have been waiting.

What was he waiting for? Was it to train Harry? Was the current situation too difficult for this first-year wizard who knew nothing? Voldemort alone was not enough.

He even had Peter Pettigrew, whose position, motives, and plans were unclear.

Hector couldn't think of any reason not to take action directly, but Dumbledore did it.

Hector couldn't take over the matter, nor could he directly question his grandfather Albus.

What's more, even if he asked, Dumbledore would never say it - even if Hector was his great-nephew and showed unparalleled talent.

In Hector's opinion, Dumbledore still only believed in himself, and he was still very confident in his plan - this was the only reasonable reason Hector could think of for Dumbledore not to take action directly just now.

"Hector," Dumbledore said, looking at the worried Hector.

"Can you lend me this map?"

Hector nodded, and Dumbledore continued,

"Go back and rest early, Hector, don't doubt Severus because of this matter, it is wise to stick to your own judgment." Dumbledore didn't even raise his head, but just stared at the Marauder's Map intently.

"This will be over soon, I swear."

You don't know how many vows you have made, but none of them have been fulfilled so far, Hector complained silently in his heart.

He could see that Dumbledore didn't want him to get involved.

Hector could only say good night and walked out of the principal's office silently.

Is there really nothing that can be done? Hector was a little unwilling, but it was too unrealistic for Voldemort to challenge Quirrell alone.

Hector is not Harry, he does not have that kind of ancient and powerful protective magic.

The principal's office returned to silence, but this silence could not last long.

Dumbledore looked at the Marauder's Map silently-he was not just looking at Quirrell and Pettigrew. Dumbledore was also watching Hector's footprints, which were getting farther and farther away from the principal's office.

When Dumbledore saw Hector's footprints step into the Gryffindor common room, his eyes instantly sharpened. Dumbledore stood up from his chair and looked at the former principals who were pretending to sleep in the picture frames. All the people in the portraits opened their eyes at the same time.

""Delis, please help me find Minerva and Filius, and ask them to find me at the door of Quirrell's office - Dexter, please notify the house-elves and ask them to help keep an eye on the mice in Hogwarts and don't let them run away."

The wizard in the portrait nodded and disappeared into the frame.

He took out his wand, pointed at Quirrell on the map, and then at Snape. Peter's footprints still lingered at the door of Snape's office - Draco Malfoy's footprints returned not long after he left, and with him came Lucius Malfoy, his father.

It seems that Peter has not had a chance to talk to Snape, which is a better situation.

"Tonight is a sleepless night, Fox, you know what to do. There are many things to do, we have to hurry up.

Fox nodded, and she quickly disappeared into the principal's office. Dumbledore looked out the window, and after thinking again and again, he took out a bottle of golden reagent from his arms.

"I need some luck tonight," Dumbledore looked at the bottle of Felicis in his hand and took a big sip.

"You are right, Aberforth, I am only a mortal. I can't arrange everything, I need help."Dumbledore said to himself, he looked at the bright moon hanging in the sky,

"However, Hector must not be involved, absolutely not."

Hector just returned to the dormitory, he saw Harry sitting on the bed with empty eyes, Ron and Neville were lying on the bed, the dormitory was very quiet, but Hector was sure that none of them fell asleep - except Seamus, Hector really hoped that he could have a good sleep quality like him, so that he would not have to care about these annoying things.

Harry and the others could not fall asleep at all, and could not even think of a word to comfort each other - tonight Gryffindor was deducted a full 200 points because of them! Harry and the others did not dare to imagine how other Gryffindor students would react after knowing this. Gryffindor originally had a chance to win the house cup, but now they have destroyed all their hopes with their own hands. Such a huge loss, Harry did not know what he could do to make up for it.

"You're back, Hector."

Harry looked lost, his lifeless eyes staring at Hector, Hector just nodded silently, he handed the invisibility cloak to Harry - this was one of the few good news tonight.

""It's a good thing you didn't come with us," Harry continued. Hector looked at the others. They were all in the same mood. Ron was sitting on the bed with his knees hugged in a daze. Neville on the bed next to him buried his head in the pillow. Even here, Hector could hear his deliberately suppressed sobs.

Hector nodded. He didn't plan to wash up. He changed into pajamas and sat on his bed.

"It's late, and we have classes tomorrow." Hector looked at Harry and the others and said a few words of comfort.

"Now that things have come to this, it's no use blaming yourself"

""Hector, have you been caught?" Ron asked. He looked at Hector with a look of expectation in his eyes. This expectation was very complicated. Ron hoped that Hector was not caught, so that Gryffindor would be deducted less points. In his heart, he still hoped that Hector was caught, at least it would make him feel more balanced.

Hector nodded and explained,

"I was caught by Professor Dumbledore, but luckily I didn't get my points deducted - but I guess I'll still be in detention."

Ron nodded, and the dormitory finally returned to silence. No one spoke, just lay quietly.

Except for Seamus who knew nothing, everyone slept very restlessly that night. Harry and the others had no desire to sleep, they just hoped the night would last a little longer. They had never been so afraid of the coming of dawn; Hector didn't sleep well either, he always felt in his heart that something was happening, which drove him to explore, but reason told him to stay in bed obediently.

But Hector was a Gryffindor, and although he had reason, it was not much. Finally, before dawn, Hector had had enough of this damn feeling of spending years in bed, mixed with fatigue and wakefulness. He made up his mind, sat up from the bed, put on his coat, and prepared to leave the dormitory.

""Where are you going, Hector?" This was Harry's voice. Hector turned around and saw the three little wizards sitting up straight on the bed. Ron and Neville were also awake. They looked at Hector, and he saw the guilty feeling.

"I'm going to see my grandfather," Hector made an excuse.

"I feel a little unwell."

Harry and Ron nodded.���He lay back down, leaving Neville looking at Hector with caring eyes.

"Need help, Hector?"There was still a hint of tears in his voice. What happened last night was a big blow to Neville. He vowed never to get involved in anything again. It was better for him to study magic with Hector. But when he heard Hector said he was not feeling well, he took the initiative to help. Hector shook his head

, but he was still very grateful to Neville. Hector said to him,

""Thank you, but it's not necessary, Neville. Take this time to rest."

Neville nodded and lay down again.

Before leaving the dormitory, Hector carefully touched his pocket, and the wand was still lying there quietly. He pulled out the wand and held it in his hand, then pushed open the door of the dormitory.

Hector walked down the spiral staircase, guarding against any dark corners. Hector slowly came to the Gryffindor common room. There was no light in the common room, but Hector vaguely saw a figure in the moonlight. The man was huge, and he leaned against a chair. Hector pointed his wand at the figure. He was extremely cautious. As long as the figure made the slightest movement, he would hit him hard and make him faint.

"Why aren't you sleeping, Hector?"A familiar voice came from the darkness, and the lights in the Gryffindor common room suddenly lit up, which made Hector unable to open his eyes. He could only squint and try to adapt as much as possible.

But Hector put down the wand in his hand. Hector was too familiar with this voice - it was Aberforth. Hector vaguely saw him crossing his arms and looking at him with a smile.

Why was Aberforth here? Hector felt that there were too many things that puzzled him today.