Chapter 152： clown

"S... Snape!"

Hermione looked at Snape who suddenly appeared in front of her, her head buzzing.

Her guess is actually true! Snape followed them all the time!

And the familiar invisibility cloak in Snape's hands made Hermione sad.

It seems that Ron is already ill-adjusted...

So Hermione pulled away from Snape's palm, gritted her teeth and pulled out her wand and wand, intending to fight him desperately.

Snape squinted his eyes, the corners of his mouth made a cold arc, and with a flick of his wrist, the wand flicked out of his cuff and jumped into his palm.

"Don't always scare my students!"

Professor McGonagall lifted the phantom curse on his body and led Feish to walk over.

She gave Snape a dissatisfied look, then slapped his hand holding his wand down with a slap.

"Professor McGonagall? Fisch?"

Hermione blinked and started to be confused like Ron before.

Things are changing so fast that even Miss Know-it-all can't figure out what the situation is right now for a while.

"Huh," Snape snorted coldly, putting away his wand, "Gryffindor buckled ten points, reason, light the professor's robe."

Professor McGonagall gave him an indifferent look. Since the first day of school, their college points have been bottomed out by Fisch's efforts, and it doesn't matter how Snape deducted them.

Like the other students in Gryffindor, Professor McGonagall, the dean, also chose to lie flat despite the huge difference.

"Don't worry, Professor Snape is not a bad person," Professor McGonagall patted Hermione's shoulder lightly and soothed: "I have reminded Potter not to be blinded by prejudice. It seems that he has not been able to. Listen...but, you guys did a good job, especially you, Hermione, the Levitation Charm works well, and your logical reasoning skills are also great."

"The only thing to correct you is," Dumbledore also lifted the phantom spell and appeared in front of Hermione with Ron. "To be a great wizard, their logical reasoning ability is generally quite good. For example, I personally like puzzle games."

Dumbledore said to Hermione with a smile, making her feel at a loss.

"Hug, sorry, Professor Dumbledore, I am not... I don't..."

Hermione in a panic didn't know how to explain it.

Fortunately, Dumbledore waved his hand to her quickly, "Okay, okay, I don’t mean to blame you, but I’m just reminding you not to underestimate any wizard. In addition, this level of magical flames can affect mana For powerful wizards, they can pass easily without any potion."

"I, I understand, Professor Dumbledore."

Hermione nodded quickly.

Then Dumbledore waved his magic wand and conjured a round table with teapots and cups. Next to the round table were five gorgeous blue upholstered chairs. He beckoned to Hermione and Ron.

"Presumably you have a lot of doubts in your mind? Come on, if you have any questions, let's sit down and have a good chat."

So the three of them, plus Professor McGonagall and Fisch, sat in a circle at the round table.

"Professor, Snape... teach him?"

Ron turned his head and glanced at Snape, who didn't even have a seat, and asked suspiciously.

"Oh... since you all believe that Severus wants to **** the Philosopher's Stone, wouldn't Harry be disappointed if he didn't play in the end?"

Dumbledore squeezed his eyes at Ron and showed a familiar smile-whenever his two twin brothers succeeded in a prank, they would show similar expressions.

"Humph..."

Snape sneered and put the invisibility cloak on himself again, and then Ron and Hermione saw the black flame sway, and a phantom could vaguely flash by.

Silently praying for Harry's blessings in their hearts, Ron and Hermione looked at Dumbledore and asked the biggest doubts in their hearts.

"What the **** is going on, professor?"

"It starts with Nicol Lemay handing me the Sorcerer's Stone..."

Dumbledore served everyone a cup of tea, and then he told the story.

While Hermione and Ron were listening attentively to the truth of the matter, Harry was rummaging anxiously in the last room at this time.

But no matter how he searched, there was only one Eris magic mirror in this last room, which had been seen a long time ago, and there was nothing else in the room.

However, Harry carefully searched the entire mirror up and down, and could not find where the mirror could hide a stone.

Thinking that Snape might come at any time, Harry was so anxious that he didn't even have time to watch the family in the mirror.

"Don't panic, don't panic, calm down, Harry..."

Harry forced himself to calm down and analyze it in Hermione's way.

"Obviously, this mirror is the magic that Dumbledore prepared. He did say at the beginning that the mirror should be placed elsewhere... so the Philosopher's Stone must be hidden in this mirror!"

He turned back to the magic mirror of Eris and stared at the image in the mirror.

The way wizards save things is definitely not that simple, and it certainly doesn't make sense to continue to look around in the mirror, so Harry tried to see if the mirror itself could give him a hint.

Then he saw the same anxious face of himself in the mirror, and no family members appeared around him this time.

After a while, Harry suddenly smiled in the mirror. He put his hand in his pocket, took out a bright red stone, winked mischievously at Harry outside the mirror, and put the stone back again... …

Harry just felt his pocket sink, and a heavy object really fell into his pocket.

"It's incredible..."

He reached into his pocket and took out a bright red stone from it, just like he did before in the mirror.

Just as Harry marveled at how easy the Philosopher’s Stone was, several ropes suddenly appeared out of nowhere, binding him tightly. As a result, the Philosopher’s Stone in his hand fell to the ground and rolled aside. .

Harry, who fell to the ground unable to move, watched in horror as Snape lifted the invisibility cloak on his body, then walked slowly to the Philosopher's Stone and stooped to pick it up.

"Really... thank you for your hard work, Potter."

Snape gently tossed the Philosopher's Stone in his hand, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and he sneered at Harry who fell on the ground, and said with rare praise: "You did a good job, saving me a lot of effort. "

But Harry wasn't happy at all, and Snape's compliment at the moment was more hurt than all his previous mockery.

Harry regretted it. He didn't expect Hermione's previous analysis to be true. Snape wanted them to get the Philosopher's Stone for him!

But why?

Like Hermione said, Snape didn't need to do anything extra.

Then Snape quickly gave the answer.

"I have to say that Dumbledore’s magic is indeed wonderful Only those who want the Philosopher’s Stone but do not intend to use the Philosopher’s Stone can take it out of the Mirror of Eris. This makes me I have to deliberately lure you over..."

Snape looked at Harry triumphantly, and told him his plan in detail.

"Thanks to your arrogance, otherwise I would have to work harder to get the Sorcerer's Stone."

After speaking, he ignored Harry who was lying on the ground glaring at him, turned his head and looked at the direction of the magic mirror of Eris on the other side.

Snape walked slowly to the front of the magic mirror of Eris, and looked inside the mirror silently.

Lying on the ground, Harry could only see Snape’s back and a mirror that was blocked by him. From an angle that he couldn’t see, Snape’s face staring at the magic mirror revealed something containing Complicated expressions of nostalgia, pain, tenderness, regret, love and hate.

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