The days of drawing cards at Hogwarts

The three of them quickly rushed back to the castle and arrived in front of Dumbledore's office.

"Chocolate frog." Hagrid gave the password and led the two of them into the principal's office.

Although it was almost midnight, Dumbledore had not rested yet, so after Hagrid came in, he met Dumbledore directly. Seeing that Hagrid was here so late, Dumbledore knew that he must have something urgent, so he

No nonsense, just straight to the point and asked Hagrid what happened.

Hagrid recounted his experience in the Forbidden Forest to Dumbledore. After hearing this, Dumbledore's expression did not change at all. He calmly asked Tom and Hermione to stay in the office later, and then went straight to Hagrid.

Go to the forbidden forest.

Tom and Hermione took a short rest in Dumbledore's office. It wasn't until they entered Dumbledore's office that the fear and tension in Hermione's heart gradually eased. Hermione had never seen the big scene just now. First of all,

A mysterious weirdo attacked, and then her friend actually pulled out a gun and shot him. Finally, she witnessed the death of an innocent, living life.

This was too heavy for a twelve-year-old little witch.

But Dumbledore's office was like magic, easily soothing her anxious heart. When she calmed down, she began to look around this most sacred office in the wizarding world.

The first thing that attracted her attention was the portraits all over the wall. She became very interested in the names and tenures of the principals under the portraits. She looked at them one by one, trying to compare her impressions of each principal with theirs.

associated with the appearance.

"Little girl, you are facing one of the greatest headmasters of Hogwarts, Phineas Nigellus Black!" Hermione walked up to an old wizard with a cunning face and a goatee.

When he was walking, he suddenly spoke. He originally wanted to say "the greatest principal", but he was afraid that the surrounding portraits would attack him, so he added one.

Hermione was startled. This was the first time that a principal took the initiative to greet her. She glanced at this "familiar" principal and felt that his name sounded familiar. She recalled: This principal seemed to be

…

"One of the greatest principals? He is obviously the most unpopular principal!" Principal Delise Dewante revealed his background mercilessly.

Phineas Black's face turned slightly red and he looked very angry, but he did not dare to say anything more. He just muttered in a low voice: "That's because I am strict..."

"Okay, little girl, it is your honor to have this principal talk to you personally." Phineas began to brag about his life experience, and Hermione recalled it carefully, and it seemed that the principal in front of her was really nothing.

Achievable achievements.

However, Tom next to her was also very interested in the portrait of Principal Phineas. He wanted to lie down on it and look at it. This emotion made Phineas a little uncomfortable, so he cleared his throat and asked: "This

Classmate, I can understand your excitement to see my principal, but please maintain social distance and be more respectful to my portrait."

Tom took a step back, looked at Phineas's portrait, and finally asked: "Principal Black, I heard that there is a treasure hidden behind your portrait. Is this true?"

Phineas Black:???

How come I don't know?!

Other portraits in the office also cast curious glances, and a fat principal with a red nose shouted directly: "Boy, then quickly move the portrait of Phineas away so that we can open our eyes too!"

"

Phineas was taken aback and shouted quickly: "Stop! Why didn't I know there was a treasure under my portrait? Besides, if there was something, my portrait would not be hung evenly, so kid, what's hidden behind my portrait?"

What is it?"

He was really afraid, afraid that the little devil in front of him would really take him off the wall. Then he would become the first principal in the history of Hogwarts to be removed from the wall. I'm afraid he will have to do it in the future.

Being laughed at for hundreds of years.

"It is said that the title deed to Hogwarts is hidden behind your portrait. I want to see if it is true."

Phineas:......

Other principals:…

Soon, there was a burst of laughter in the office, and the principals all laughed.

Phineas shouted loudly: "There is no land deed at all! In other words, the castle itself is the land deed! Only those who are recognized by the castle can become the principal of Hogwarts and own this land during their term of office!"

…

Dumbledore rushed to the Forbidden Forest and came to the place where the unicorn's body was. He looked at the tooth marks on the unicorn's wound and frowned. Hagrid, who was following behind, couldn't help but tremble when he saw this scene.

Shocked: Hagrid also heard about the unicorn's curse.

Dumbledore took out his wand: "The human form appears!" He tried to find the person who drank blood here before, but it was obvious that that person was also an expert and directly eliminated his traces.

Dumbledore shook his head, buried the unicorn with Hagrid, and then returned to the castle.

When Hermione and Tom were arguing with the portrait in the office, and Dumbledore and Hagrid were gathering the corpse, the black-robed wizard Quirrell was in the owl loft. He watched the wounds on his body gradually heal and felt the unicorn.

The vigorous vitality brought by the blood is nourishing his body and his master.

Of course, the fatigue in my heart cannot be erased.

"Master, what should we do next? We may be exposed now, and we may fall into a trap if we return to school..."

A hoarse voice sounded on the back of his head: "What happened to that three-headed dog? Shouldn't it be in the corridor on the fourth floor?"

"Master, I don't know..." Quirrell trembled.

"Forget it, we have to move quickly. You need to find a way to get the magic stone immediately -"

"Master -" Quirrell wailed. The master's request was simply impossible for him. If he could steal it directly, wouldn't he have done it earlier? Quirrell felt that he might not be able to complete it.

It’s the master’s task: he can’t deal with the three-headed dog alone, and the master’s power is limited...

Wait a minute, the three-headed dog...

Quirrell felt like he had a vague idea.

He stood blankly for a while, then suddenly clapped his hands: "I know what to do!"

He immediately picked up the free paper and pen in the owl shed and wrote a letter quickly. He sealed the envelope, wrote the Ministry of Magic's mailing address on the envelope, and then mailed the letter.

Quirrell showed a subtle smile: I am such a clever little guy! Now, the three-headed dog will no longer be an obstacle! So, if a person is forced into a hurry, what can't he do?

Voldemort, who possessed Quirrell, didn't care what his servant was doing. As long as he could get the Philosopher's Stone, he had no problem with Quirrell selling his ass.