The Ancient Wizards of Hogwarts

Deep in the Forbidden Forest, hidden in the shadows, Quirrell, shrouded in black robes, stared at the snow-white unicorn not far away, and quietly took out the wand from under the wide black robes.

Ouch~!

A sudden wolf howl broke the silence of the forest. The unicorn, who was still drinking water leisurely, raised his head alertly. Quirrell, who was hiding in the shadows, could not help but shrink his pupils. Without any hesitation, he raised his hand and pointed his wand. unicorn:

"Confringo!"

The blazing fireball formed by magic power hit the unicorn on the shore with a rapid sound of breaking through the air. However, the unicorn, who had been warned, did not stop and quickly ran towards the dense forest beside the river.

BOOM!

The blazing fireball exploded instantly, and with a bang, it blasted away from the ground!

As the heat wave spread, dust scattered all over the sky, leaving a huge crater several meters deep. There were still residual flames burning around the crater, and the flames shot straight into the sky.

When the dust settled, the incoming river water extinguished the flames and filled the pit, but the unicorn had long since disappeared.

Seeing the unicorn escape from his grasp again, Quirrell's vision suddenly went dark.

Looking at the dense forest behind him, he saw the giant silver-gray wolf standing on the top of a towering tree, looking at him quietly with silver pupils.

Quirrell suddenly felt hugely insulted and gritted his teeth in hatred:

"Damn werewolf! You deserve to die!"

This is already the fifth time this month!

Five times! Do you know how he came here these five times? !

It is very difficult to find unicorns in the Forbidden Forest. Even Quirrell can only set up an ambush at the unicorn's drinking point by squatting. But whenever he finally finds a unicorn, he is bound to be discovered by those damn werewolves!

Whenever these werewolves found him, they would howl as a warning. Quirrell even tried to make peace with these werewolves. He drank the blood of unicorns, and the werewolves ate the meat of unicorns without interfering with each other.

But these werewolves ignored the deal he proposed and still stubbornly hindered him.

This resulted in none of Quirrell's hunting successes, even if he occasionally succeeded in hurting a unicorn. But the werewolf's howl would attract the centaurs and other werewolves in the Forbidden Forest, which made Quirrell dare not pursue the unicorn rashly.

And even if Quirrell was filled with hatred, it was impossible to kill the werewolf. Because those werewolves only monitored him from a distance every time, never tried to attack, and would not give Quirrell a chance at all. And Quirrell is just an ordinary wizard who doesn't even have a broomstick. It's a fool's errand to catch up with the werewolves who are known for their speed!

"Blood! Give me blood!...Lick it!"

Just as Quirrell was thinking about how to kill these damn werewolves, a weak and shrill voice suddenly sounded in his mind.

Quirrell did not dare to show any disobedience and hurriedly ran to the place where the unicorn originally stood. Several pools of mirror-like silvery viscous liquid were left on the ground. That was the unicorn's blood!

Even with the werewolf's reminder, the unicorn still couldn't completely escape his spell.

This gave Quirrell some comfort. He quickly threw himself on the ground and licked the blood on the soil with his mouth. It's a pity that the blood was mixed with the soil, and the taste was slightly astringent, leaving the mouth full of moist and sticky soil.

But even so, Quirrell did not dare to give up and continued to follow the direction in which the unicorn fled, licking other blood dripping from it.

Boom!

Suddenly, Quirrell, who was lying on the ground, felt the vibration of the ground. It seemed that thousands of troops were running wildly in the forest!

Without any hesitation, he quickly disappeared from the spot.

call out!

Dozens of sharp arrows struck through the air from the dense forest, hitting the pool of silver-white blood that Quirrell had originally licked. More than a dozen centaurs poured out of the forest, and their faces became a little ugly when they saw the pool of blood on the ground.

——

In the woods near Hogsmeade, Quirrell's figure appeared out of thin air, his face gloomy and terrifying. The centaur is coming faster and faster, and he may not even have a chance to lick the ground next time!

"Centaurs! And werewolves! And that damn dark wizard! I'll kill you all sooner or later!"

A sharp roar came from Quirrell's ears, which made him turn pale and said hurriedly:

"Master, I'm going back right now. There's still some time left tonight. I can go look for other unicorns..."

Although Voldemort was criticizing werewolves and centaurs, who knows if he was referring to Sang and Huai?

"Then he was chased by centaurs and ran away?"

The sharp voice roared angrily, "Enough! Haven't I given you enough opportunities? If you continue like this, I will only get weaker and weaker, you idiot! I have no time to waste for you, I've had enough On days when you can only get thin blood, go get me the magic stone!"

"My master……"

Quirrell's face turned pale and he said hurriedly: "Please wait patiently for a while, I will find a way to transfer Dumbledore from Hogwarts. Only in this way will I have a chance to take action. Three days, I promise, within three days I will definitely find an opportunity!"

"It better be as you promised!"

——

On Tuesday morning, Harry and Cassandra, who had finished their Charms class, couldn't wait to go to the greenhouse. They met up with Hermione and Setsuna, who had just finished their Herbology class, and rushed to Hagrid's hut together.

Because Hagrid wrote them a letter while eating breakfast, and the little dragon was about to hatch.

Click! Click!

With a harsh scratching sound, the cracks on the black giant egg became longer and longer, became more dense, and finally cracked completely. A little dragon poked its head out from the gap in the eggshell and climbed onto the table with flapping wings.

Cassandra couldn't help but be startled when she saw the little dragon's appearance, and asked suspiciously:

"Hagrid, are you sure this is a Norwegian Ridgeback?"

"ah?"

Hagrid obviously didn't expect this, he hesitated and said: "Maybe, maybe there was an accident..."

Harley asked with some confusion:

"Any questions?"

"Harry, aren't you reading?"

Hermione sighed, her tone a little helpless:

"The Norwegian Ridgeback was black and had a black ridge on its back."

Harley looked at the little dragon on the table again. Its body was light golden. It flopped on the table twice and then stopped.

Everyone's attention was focused on the little dragon. Only Shu Hua looked at the egg shell curiously. He took the egg shell in his hand while others were not paying attention, and said in a surprised tone:

"There seems to be another one."

"ah?"

Hagrid's eyes widened. Just as he was about to get the eggshell, he saw Setsuna pointing the crack in the eggshell downward and shaking it vigorously!

Snapped!

A light brown, wrinkled little dragon fell weakly on the table. Its body was still covered in some mucus. It didn't even open its eyes and was as breathless as a thread.

Anyone can see that the second little dragon is in pretty bad shape!

The first one was not much better. It looked completely lifeless. After crawling out of the eggshell, it lay on the table without moving.

Harley exclaimed:

"Hagrid, think of a solution!"

"Ah I……"

Hagrid was spinning in circles and hurriedly rummaged through the books he had borrowed - he had done some 'nurturing measures', but those 'nurturing measures' were for Norwegian Ridgebacks, but the species of these two Something was obviously wrong and he didn't know what to do!

"I have a solution!"

Kassandra looked slightly moved, shouted, took off her robe, wrapped the two little dragons and ran towards Hogwarts.

Harley followed her and asked hurriedly:

"where are we going?"

"The Room of Requirement! Ash must have a way to save them!"

Under the strange looks of other students, the three little ones ran all the way to the eighth floor. The moment when he had the best physical strength, he had already arrived here first, allowing the door of the Room of Requirement to appear.

Ash, who noticed the movement, immediately returned to the hall from the breeding house, and happened to find four little ones filing in.

Seeing the anxious looks on several people's faces, Ash asked doubtfully:

"What happened?"

"Ash, save them quickly..."

Cassandra placed the robe on the table, revealing the two fire dragons inside.

The light brown one was already dying, while the light golden one was not much better and could only barely raise its head.

Ash frowned and asked:

"Two? Twins?"

Harley nodded and said:

"They hatch from an egg."

"That's not surprising."

Ash showed a clear face, reached out to pick up the two little dragons, and warned, "Wait here for a moment."

Ash turned around and walked towards the breeding house, and Bai Zi happened to come out of the breeding house at this time. He had eaten something and was wiping his mouth.

Setsuna opened his eyes wide and shouted:

"You stole it!"

Bai Zi said calmly:

"No."

"Liar, I smelled it!"

Bai Zi frowned and smelled his fingers, but still said firmly:

"When I say no, I mean no."

Hermione asked suspiciously:

"What are you eating secretly? It can't be chocolate, right?"

"that is……"

"Nothing at all."

Bai Zi denied it, and at the same time covered Setsuna's mouth and dragged her into the breeding facility.

Bathed in the breeding facility at dusk, Ash took the two little dragons to the dilapidated castle in the breeding facility, placed them on a bright red carpet, and took out a dark red stone from his pocket.

Thanks to the ancient magic hotspot in the Forbidden Forest, the magic power in the magic stone has been basically restored after a few months. Ash originally planned to use this magic power to help the other werewolves 'transform', but now it seems that he can only let them wait.

Ash opened the mouths of the two dragonets, allowing even just a small part of their mouths to come into contact with the Philosopher's Stone. Because only in this way can Ash effectively input the magic power contained in the magic stone into their bodies.

Yes, they are.

When entering this breeding facility, Ash had already accurately identified the genders of the two little dragons.

What we have to do now is to ensure that they survive!

This is not difficult to say, nor is it easy to say.

The main reason why these two little dragons were on the verge of death when they were born was because they were twins.

Taking a hen's egg as an example, the probability of a double yolk egg appearing is only one in a thousand. Under artificial breeding conditions, the hatching rate of normally fertilized eggs is generally above 80%. And double-yolk eggs, even with the most meticulous care, have only a 20% chance of successfully hatching.

And even if they hatch, the chicks inside the double-yolked eggs are generally stunted and extremely weak, and most of the time require artificial shell breaking. Most of the remaining ones will starve to death due to lack of nutrition, or be squeezed to death because there is not enough space, or may be suffocated because they cannot break out of their shells until the oxygen is exhausted.

In the same way, the 'nutrients' in a dragon egg are originally only prepared for one little dragon. Even so, the little dragon may fail to break out of the egg due to malnutrition and be stillborn. Now, one more child has appeared out of thin air, making this already poor family even worse.

The consequence of not being able to keep up with nutrition is that both of them will most likely starve to death. In rare cases, one of them will starve to death and be 'eaten' by the other. But now two of them can be hatched. This situation is not to say unique, but it can at least be said to be unique.

The pale golden 'Sister' has a better luster. She undoubtedly has the upper hand in the competition for nutrients, and it is probably due to her strong desire to survive that she successfully broke out of the shell. The hazel 'sister' couldn't even open her eyes, so she was extremely lucky to not have starved to death.

Under the continuous supply of magic power, the pale golden sister regained her vitality, flashed her wings and flew up, but after fluttering twice, she fell to the ground with a snap. The light brown sister was also pulled back from the brink of death by Ash. She was babbling and rubbing her head affectionately on Ash's palm.

One thing to say, it doesn't feel that good in the hand, it's a bit awkward.

"alright,"

Ash picked up the magic stone and put it back in his pocket, flicked the heads of the two Charmanders with both hands, and said softly:

"Don't be greedy. I'll give it to you tomorrow."

He held a small fire dragon in one hand and returned to the hall. Several girls were sitting in the living room next to the hall waiting. Hermione was reading quietly, and Harry was whispering to Cassandra. Bai Zi and Setsuna were nowhere to be seen. They were probably sharing the proceeds at the breeding facility.

When Harley saw Ash coming down the stairs to the living room, a look of surprise immediately appeared on Harley's face:

"Have you been rescued?"

Harley and Cassandra gathered around curiously, watching the two Charmanders squatting quietly in Ash's palms.

"Can I touch them?" Cassandra's eyes revealed a look of eagerness.

"Wait a moment."

Ash warned, placing the two little dragons on the table and holding their mouths with his hands, "You can touch them now."

Cassandra cautiously stretched out her hand to touch her light-blond sister. Harry and Hermione looked at the light-brown sister. Then the three of them came to the same conclusion as Ash: it was a bit clumsy.

This is not surprising, after all, dragons are not wolves, they do not grow hair, and naturally they do not feel very good.

Harley asked curiously:

"Are they male or female?"

Many animals have difficulty distinguishing male from female when young because their reproductive organs are not as obvious as those of humans, and the same goes for magical creatures.

"Both are females."

After receiving Ash's answer, Cassandra was suddenly eager to give it a try - to be honest, she wanted to raise a dragon.

"Then what species are they?" Hermione asked with some confusion.

Cassandra frowned and replied:

"Looks like a Welsh green dragon."

Harley whispered:

"But they are golden."

"Fool!"

Cassandra rolled her eyes and said angrily:

"If they are distinguished by color, then they do not belong to any known dragon. I am talking about other characteristics!"

"Huh?" Harley was a little confused.

Hermione was also a little helpless, but she still patiently explained to her:

"Although there are many types of fire dragons, they can generally be divided into two types, namely Wyvern and Dragon."

"Most fire dragons are bipedal pterosaurs Wyvern. They only have hind limbs, and the forelimbs and wings are together. For example, the Hungarian Horntail, the Norwegian Ridgeback, the Peruvian Vipertooth, and the Chinese Fireball Dragon."

"Only a very few fire dragons are four-legged and two-winged dragons, such as the Welsh Green Dragon and the Hesidian Black Dragon, both of which are native to the UK."

Harley looked down at the two Charmanders on the table. They were both four-legged and two-winged.

Harry nodded in understanding and asked angrily:

"Then why can't they be the Black Dragons of the Hesidian Islands?"

Cassandra was a little helpless and had to explain patiently:

"First of all, the Hesidian Black Dragon is similar to the Norwegian Ridgeback. The Norwegian Ridgeback has a jet black spine, while the Hesidian Black Dragon also has a row of ridges on its back that are not deep but are as sharp as razors."

"Also, female dragons are usually much more irritable than male dragons, even when they are just born, but these two Charmanders are very docile."

Seeing Cassandra pause for a moment, Hermione took over, "Compared with other fire dragons, the Welsh Green Dragon has the gentlest temperament of all fire dragons. They mainly feed on small mammals such as sheep, and usually take the initiative. Avoid humans. Also, the Welsh Green Dragon’s call is very unique and even melodious in a way.”

Hermione paused and frowned slightly, "But why are they golden?"

The color of the scales of most fire dragons is the same as their names. The Welsh Green Dragon and Romanian Longhorned Dragon are green, the Hebridean Black Dragon, Norwegian Ridgeback, Hungarian Horntail are black, the Peruvian Venomtooth Dragon is brass, and the Chinese Fireball The dragon is red, the Swedish Brachysaurus is silver-blue, and the Ukrainian ironbelly is shiny gray, but none of these match the gold.

Ash suddenly interrupted:

"Perhaps it's simply atavism."

"Atavism?" Kassandra was a little confused when she heard this word for the first time.

Ash held the two fire dragons in the palm of his hand and observed their mouths while learning:

"This is a Muggle theory used to describe the accidental appearance of ancestral morphological structures during the phylogeny process in individuals of a species. For example, Muggles believe that humans evolved from primates, and in evolution In the process, features such as the tail and long hair on the body gradually degenerated, forming the current human image."

"But occasionally there will still be new born Muggles with tails or hair all over their bodies. This is atavism."

After a brief pause, Ash added:

"Of course, the Muggle theory may not be correct, but it can indeed explain the occurrence of some phenomena. Remember what I told you before? There is a theory in the wizarding world that the ancestors of all wizards are the same group of people. This theory can also be applied For fire dragons, it is possible that the ancestors of fire dragons scattered around the world are actually the same creature."

"But in the process of evolution, the different characteristics of 'bipedal pterosaurs' and 'quadrupeds and two wings' were differentiated."

Hermione quietly observed Cassandra's expression, but the latter did not sneer as she expected. Instead, she asked thoughtfully:

"In other words, the first fire dragons were probably four-legged, double-winged, and had golden scales?"

"right."

Ash nodded lightly, "Of course, we can't rule out that their unique characteristics are the result of genetic mutations."

Hermione looked up and suddenly made a serious face:

"I have to remind you of something..."

"But what?" Harley pricked up her ears curiously.

Hermione pointed at the clock on the wall:

"But, shouldn't it be time for you to go to class?"

Harley and Cassandra raised their heads. The time on the wall clock showed 10:57, three minutes before class.

"Ah ah!"

Harley and Cassandra screamed at the same time and ran quickly towards the door of the Room of Requirement.

Ash raised an eyebrow because he also had to attend Defense Against the Dark Arts class with Slytherin.

He placed the two fire dragons on the table and warned:

"Hermione, help me take care of them."

"Shiroko, Setsuna, you guys will stay too."

"Hmm~"

Watching Ash's leaving figure, Hermione withdrew her gaze and carefully reached out to pet the two little female dragons. Even though Ash wasn't here, they were still well-behaved and allowed Hermione to knead them.

Although it does not feel very good in the hand, it is novel!

Even in the wizarding world, how many wizards can play with dragons like her? Not to mention masturbating two dragons at the same time!

As soon as he returned to the living room from the breeding house, he asked curiously:

"Do they want anything to eat?"

Hermione's tone was a little uncertain: "I should, but I don't know what they eat..."'

If it is a Norwegian Ridgeback, you should feed it a bucket of brandy and chicken blood every half hour. But the problem is, Hermione doesn't know if this method works for these two Charmanders.

Although Hermione was worried that they would starve to death, she was even more worried that she would accidentally feed them to death!

"I know!"

Setsuna looked proud, "They like to eat meat!"

Hermione originally had expectations, but after hearing the second half of the sentence, she gave up decisively and said helplessly:

"No, Setsuna. They are still too young, I'm afraid they won't be able to digest it."

Bai Zi spoke softly:

"We can make some minced meat."

——

When school first started, almost all students looked forward to the Defense Against the Dark Arts class.

Because this course allows them to learn how to deal with evil dark magic spells and evil creatures, and there is only one class per week. However, the appearance of Professor Quirrell makes the Defense Against the Dark Arts class almost become a joke.

The classroom where he teaches always smells of garlic, and Professor Quirrell always has that thick scarf on his head, which looks very funny. Although Professor Quirrell himself said that his scarf was a gift given to him by an African prince in gratitude for helping him get rid of the entanglement of the resurrected zombies, almost everyone thought that Quirrell was bragging. Really believe the story he tells.

Coupled with the fact that the professor always stuttered when speaking, and had a dark history of being frightened unconscious by a troll on Halloween, and being hit on the head with an enchanted snowball by the Weasley brothers without daring to resist, after two semesters he Almost became the laughing stock of the whole school.

Over time, even the freshmen didn't have much respect for him, and some even talked privately about why Principal Dumbledore hadn't expelled him yet.

However, what they don't know is that Professor Quirrell himself is also extremely painful about teaching this course!

Whenever he saw the faces of those little wizards, he couldn't help but feel sick.

Professor Quirrell lowered his head and read the contents of "Dark Power: Self-Defense Guide" according to the script, while cursing crazily in his heart:

"This damn school! Damn students! Damn courses!"

During the day, I have to teach these damn students non-stop in this damn school, and at night, I have to sneak into the Forbidden Forest to hunt unicorns for the Dark Lord, and then return defeated under the double attack of werewolves and centaurs. I can only He licked the remaining blood on the ground to survive, and was punished by the Dark Lord for not doing things right afterwards, without even a moment's rest!

Sometimes even Quirrell himself feels a little desperate. When will this damn life end?

But today! Today is the last day!

As long as he can get the Philosopher's Stone, as long as he can dedicate it to the Dark Lord, he can end this damn life!

Suddenly a student in the audience interrupted him loudly:

"Professor Quirrell, what are you talking about?"

"Um?"

Quirrell's pupils shrank and cold sweat broke out on his forehead. He raised his head and asked tremblingly:

"What did I just say?"

"You said damn, what damn?"

"nothing!"

Quirrell denied it, and then changed his words: "I said damn vampire, it's the damn, damn vampire that turned me into this! No matter it's a young vampire, an old vampire, or a vampire as sinister as a bat, they all deserve to die. !”

The way he gritted his teeth was unpretentious, which made most of the students in the audience feel deep sympathy.

Yes, although Professor Quirrell is timid, cowardly and incompetent, he was not like this before. It was only because of meeting vampires in the Black Forest that he became completely different from before. No matter what happened, he could be scared. I am afraid of both my students and the subjects I teach.

Ash saw that something was obviously wrong with Quirrell's mental state, and couldn't help but clicked his tongue:

"Qui Luo's mentality is not good either."

But it's no wonder that everything has gone wrong for Quirrell since he took refuge with the Dark Lord.

The attempt to steal the Philosopher's Stone from Gringotts not only failed, but was also parasitized by Voldemort in the back of the head.

Wanting to return to Hogwarts to steal the Sorcerer's Stone, he did not hesitate to introduce the troll into Hogwarts. As a result, not only did he not steal the Sorcerer's Stone, he was also caught by Snape. Although he was not discovered in the subsequent actions, he could not even pass the three-headed dog level.

I wanted to poach unicorns, but except for the first time, I never succeeded.

Even though he successfully drank the blood of a unicorn for the first time, Voldemort was stopped by a werewolf and an unknown wizard, and Voldemort had to consume the unicorn blood used to maintain his life in order to gain a chance to escape.

No one would be able to bear this series of blows, let alone Quirrell, who was possessed by Voldemort?

Although Voldemort's parasitism is nominally a punishment for Quirrell's unfavorable performance, it actually has a deeper reason.

Since Voldemort's body was eliminated more than ten years ago, he has had to live as a parasite on animals for a long time. However, the animal's body is not suitable for casting spells, and Voldemort's parasitism will also shorten the life of the animal, which forces him to frequently switch parasite targets.

Therefore, it is very necessary for Voldemort to parasitize a wizard.

But he is just a ghost who cannot cast spells and has to live in other animals. Even the most ordinary wizard has the possibility of destroying him. Therefore, Voldemort has never been able to find a good parasite target. It was not until Quirrell took the initiative to surrender that Voldemort was given a chance.

The reason why Voldemort sent Quirrell to Gringotts to steal the Philosopher's Stone was probably due to a double plan from the beginning.

It would be best if he could get the magic stone, so that he could use the magic stone to restore his body.

Even if he doesn't get the Philosopher's Stone, he can still use it as an excuse to punish Quirrell and thus parasitize him.

For Voldemort, parasitic Quirrell can give him a physical body that can cast spells indirectly. It can also allow him to see Hogwarts with his own eyes and observe Snape, Dumbledore and others in person. It can also prevent Quirrell betrays him out of cowardice.

As for whether he will be discovered? Voldemort was not too worried. After all, who would suspect that the once arrogant Dark Lord was now living on the body of a cowardly and incompetent wizard?

Even Dumbledore, who had been worried about his comeback, would never have thought that Voldemort would become so embarrassed. He always felt that the one who attacked the unicorn in the Forbidden Forest was Voldemort himself, and believed that Voldemort had recovered a considerable degree of strength.

This situation, where the enemy is overt and we are hidden, is naturally extremely beneficial to Voldemort.

But what's good for Voldemort doesn't mean it's good for Quirrell.

Quirrell turned to Voldemort simply because he wanted to gain more benefits from Voldemort.

But the reality is that not only did he get nothing, but he was completely controlled by Voldemort. His every action and even every thought is under Voldemort's control. Any disloyal thoughts on his part will be noticed and punished by Voldemort. This meant that even if he wanted to betray Voldemort, he couldn't do it, because Voldemort was parasitic on him, and whenever he had such an idea, he would be discovered by Voldemort immediately.

And even if he concealed Voldemort's senses while Voldemort was sleeping, would he really dare to betray Voldemort?

Now they are both prosperous and devastated. Even if he takes the initiative to tell the truth to Dumbledore, Dumbledore will never find a way to separate him from Voldemort. The most he can do is give him a happy death.

What's more, the lifespan of any target parasitized by Voldemort will be shortened, and Quirrell will be no exception.

This means that Quirrell is tortured by Voldemort all the time, both mentally and physically. The mental exhaustion caused by successive failures also gave Quirrell almost no chance to breathe. It was only a matter of time before he suffered a mental breakdown.

However, Quirrell is also a smart man. He has always kept himself under high pressure, so that he can barely guarantee that his abnormality will not be discovered.

But now, he can even zone out in class and speak out what's on his mind.

This either means that Quirrell has completely broken through the defense, or that his mentality, which has been maintaining high pressure, has suddenly relaxed.

But if Quirrell had really broken through the defense, he wouldn't have had to explain anything just now. Instead, he would have gone crazy and cast a killing curse on the students on the spot. Everyone else is crazy, so it’s not too much to take a few away before leaving, right?

In other words, Quirrell's performance fell into the latter category. His mentality was relaxed, so he made unintentional gaffes.

The only thing that could relax Quirrell's mind was the Philosopher's Stone.

In other words, Quirrell will most likely take action in these two days.

As for the specific day, it depends on when Dumbledore is not in school.

It was lunch time after Magical Defense class, but Ash did not go downstairs to the auditorium with Harley and Cassander, but walked all the way up the stairs to the principal's office.

As expected, the principal's office was empty, and all the previous principals in the portrait were sleeping, snoring one after another.

Ash looked at the only sober portrait and asked:

"Headmaster Phineas, where is Dumbledore now?"

"Dumbledore just left this morning."

Seeing Ash taking the initiative to talk, Phineas immediately replied:

"An hour ago, he received an urgent letter from the Ministry of Magic by owl. He has already left for London. I'm afraid he won't be back until tomorrow morning."

"really."

Ash thought thoughtfully, he was sure that Quirrell would do something tonight.

In theory, he should be stopped, but in fact there is no need.

Because the Philosopher's Stone is in his hand, no matter how hard Quirrell tries to break through, he is destined to not get the Philosopher's Stone. The only thing he could do was to cause a lot of trouble in school, and then leave the school full of unwillingness before anyone else found out.

——

In Hagrid's hut, Hagrid finally waited for the good news brought by Harry and the others, and he shed tears of excitement.

He choked while wiping his tears:

"Ah, he, are they okay? That's great!"

"It's her," Hermione corrected him.

"it's the same."

Hagrid said happily: "I have to give them a name, a name as good as Lu Wei. Ah, speaking of Lu Wei, I originally planned to let him guard the Forbidden Forest with me. If Lu Wei is here, Those unicorns won’t be hurt either.”

He looked a little annoyed and remorseful. As the guard of the Forbidden Forest, he should have protected these magical creatures.

"The unicorn was attacked?" Harry asked in surprise, "Hagrid, why didn't you tell us?"

"Dumbledore asked us to keep it a secret..."

Hagrid took a sip of tea, then realized that he had slipped up again and couldn't help but cover his mouth.

Cassandra immediately asked:

"'We'? Who else but you?"

Facing the questioning looks of the three little ones, Hagrid had no choice but to keep it a secret. They had all been exposed anyway, so he simply ignored the mistakes and muttered:

"And Ash...he happened to save the poor unicorn at that time. But neither I nor Ash can stay in the Forbidden Forest forever. The dark wizard has been attacking in the Forbidden Forest again in the past few days. Several unicorns were injured. Although none of them were injured, two unicorns were still injured. The dark wizard was so crazy that he even licked the blood dripping from the unicorns. I'm sure he will die soon. That’s it!”

"Why?" Harley asked strangely.

Hagrid took a bite of the rock cake and spoke slurred words:

"The blood of a unicorn can extend life, but once a wizard drinks the blood of a unicorn, his life will be cursed and he will be half-dead from now on. Only desperate wizards would do such a thing!"

Hermione asked with fear and curiosity: "What does that dark wizard look like?"

"have no idea."

Hagrid shook his head, "No one has seen his true face. He is covered in black robes. Let me tell you, Lu Wei is not here! If Lu Wei is here, there is no chance for him to show off his evil deeds!"

"When Dumbledore's mission is completed, I will bring Lu Wei back and I will definitely catch the dark wizard. Don't worry!"

"Lu Wei, unicorn, dark wizard...ah!"

A sharp pain penetrated Harley's head, making the girl's vision blurry, as if some kind of terrifying scene was flashing rapidly. Like someone waking up from a nightmare, the girl's face was full of fear, she screamed and took a few steps back, and finally staggered to the ground.

"Harry, what's wrong with you?"

Cassandra and Hermione were both startled, and Hagrid was in a panic, not knowing what to do.

"No, I'm fine!"

Harley struggled to get up. The pain from the scar made her suddenly realize something. She asked anxiously:

"Hagrid, that dark wizard, could he be Voldemort?"

"This...I don't know." Hagrid was shocked, and felt a little nervous.

Hagrid's hesitation made Harry misunderstand, thinking that he knew but didn't dare to say it, and his tone became more determined:

"If that dark wizard is Voldemort, then he must be the one who wants to steal the Sorcerer's Stone!"

Hagrid quickly comforted him:

"Don't worry, Harry, how can it be so easy to steal the Sorcerer's Stone? With Lu Wei guarding it, and so many obstacles set by professors, even if it's really Voldemort, it's absolutely impossible for him to succeed!"

Hermione also looked at Harry worriedly:

"Harry, is your wound okay? Do you want to take a rest first?"

"I'm fine!"

Harry endured the pain from the scar and asked:

"Hagrid, do you remember the night you won the dragon egg playing cards?"

"certainly."

Hagrid raised his eyebrows, "That dragon dealer lost them to me in the Hog's Head pub in Hogsmeade!"

Harley asked:

"No, I'm asking you, do you remember what he looks like?"

Hagrid waved his hand and said casually:

"Who can remember this? I was a little drunk at the time, and he refused to take off his cloak, so I couldn't see his face clearly."

"Hagrid, do you remember what you said to him? Did you mention Hogwarts?"

"Maybe."

Hagrid frowned and recalled: "He asked me what I did, and I told him that I was the gamekeeper of Hogwarts. He asked me a little bit more about what magical creatures I had raised, and I told him. There is nothing to hide, I also told him that I have always wanted a dragon..."

"I can't remember clearly what happened after that. Let me think about it again... You know, it's hard to remember what happened when you're drunk. Ah, yes, later he said he had a dragon egg. If I If he wants, we can play cards and take a gamble. But he has to find out whether I have the ability to deal with this dragon. He doesn't want the dragon to go out and cause trouble and implicate him. I told him that I can even control Lu Wei. Be obedient, what does it mean to be a mere fire dragon?"

"Is he very interested in Lu Wei?" Harley endured the pain and tried her best to keep her tone calm.

"Yes, I'm quite interested. Isn't that surprising? How many three-headed dogs can a magical animal dealer see in his lifetime? I told him that Lu Wei is actually very easy to deal with. You just need to know how to calm him down. , play some music to it, and it will fall asleep immediately..."

Hagrid looked horrified and quickly covered his mouth. He seemed to have said something he shouldn't have said again.