"Don't you find it strange?" Harry said as he hurried down the grass slope. "What Hager wants most is a dragon, and a stranger's pocket happens to have a dragon egg in his pocket? How many people walk around with the dragon egg all day long? You know that it is a violation of the wizard's law! Don't you think it's not lucky that they can find Hager? Why didn't I think this before?"

Hao Fang couldn't help but squint his eyes behind the scenes, feeling that the help the residual soul of Voldemort on Harry brought to this guy beyond imagination. Now Harry's thinking loop has begun to tend toward Voldemort, and his IQ has improved much more than he originally did.

Unlike Harry who is just a "mind retarded or above, and a mortal is not full", Voldemort is a real genius.

If Harry couldn't understand something, Voldemort would not only be able to think through it, but also learn from it.

In terms of IQ, Voldemort will not be lower than Hermione at all, and will even be ahead of the line because of his higher mental power.

Unfortunately, Voldemort split his soul too many times, which resulted in losing his mind and ultimately failing.

"What the hell do you want to do?" Ron asked, but Harry ran through the field and headed towards the forest without answering his question.

Hagrid sat on a chair outside the cottage, rolled up her trousers high, facing a large bowl, busy peeling pea pods.

"Hello," he said with a smile, "The exam is over? Do you have time to have a cup of tea?"

"Okay, thank you," Ron said, but Harry interrupted him.

"No, we have something urgent. Hagrid, I have one thing to ask you. Do you remember the night you played cards and won Norbert? What did the stranger who played cards with you look like?"

"I don't know." Hager said casually, "He refused to take off his cloak." He saw the two children's faces immediately showing a look of shock, and he raised his eyebrows in surprise.

"What's so strange about this? Pighead Bar - the bar in the village, there are always some weird guys visiting. Maybe that guy is a dragon vendor. I haven't seen his face clearly, he's wearing a hood."

Harry plopped down next to the bowl of peas.

"What did you say to him at that time, Hagrid? Did you mention Hogwarts?"

"Maybe it mentioned." Haeger frowned and recalled hard, "By the way... he asked me what I did, and I told him I was the guardian of the hunting ground here... He asked a little more about which animals I was looking after... I told him... Then I said I always wanted a dragon... Later... I couldn't remember it very well, and he kept buying wine for me... Let me think about it again... By the way, he later said that he had a dragon egg in his hand. If I wanted, we could play cards and bet... But he had to find out if I had the ability to deal with this dragon. He didn't want the dragon to run out to cause trouble at that time... So I told him, I was obedient to Lu Wei, and a dragon was nothing at all..."

"Does he seem-seemingly interested in Louve?" Harry asked, trying to calm his tone.

"Yes - quite interested - can you meet a few dogs with three heads, even near Hogwarts? So I told him that Lu Wei is actually very easy to deal with. As long as you know how to calm it down and put some music for it, it will fall asleep immediately-"

Hagrid's face suddenly showed a look of horror.

"I shouldn't tell you this!" he blurted out, "Forget what I said! Hey - where are you going?"

Harry and Ron did not exchange a word along the way, and kept running into the foyer before stopping. As soon as they came in from the field outside, the foyer seemed particularly cold and dark.

Hao Fang, who was behind the scenes, was able to feel the coldness in the hearts of the two, and knew that what they feared the most had happened. If Voldemort really took the opportunity to seize the Philosopher's Stone and really resurrected by the way, they could not imagine it.

"We have to go to Dumbledore," said Harry. "Hagin told a stranger about the method of subduing Louve. The cloaked man was either Snape or Voldemort. He could easily get his words out as long as he got Hagrid drunk. I just hope Dumbledore could trust us. If Bain didn't come out to stop him, Ferenze would testify for us. Where is Dumbledore's office?"

They looked around and seemed to count on seeing a sign pointing them in the direction. No one had ever told them where Dunbu Shardor lived, nor did they know who had been taken to see the principal.

"We had to—" Before Harry could finish his words, a sound suddenly sounded from the other end of the hall.

"What are you two staying in the house for?"

It was Professor McGonagall, holding a large stack of books in his arms.

"We want to meet Professor Dumbledore," Harry and Ron said at the same time.

"Want to meet Professor Dumbledore?" Professor McGonagall repeated, as if they had such a thought was very suspicious. "Why?"

Harry swallowed—what should I say?

"It's a secret."

As soon as he said that, he immediately hoped that he hadn't said that, because Professor McGonagall was angry and her nose flapped.

"Professor Dumbledore left ten minutes ago," she said coldly, "he received an emergency letter from the Ministry of Magic and flew to London immediately."

"He's gone?" Harry said anxiously, "At this time?"

"Professor Dumbledore is a very amazing wizard, with a lot of money and time--"

"But this matter is very important."

"Is what you are going to say more important than the Ministry of Magic, Harry?"

"That's it." Harry said, throwing caution out of the sky, "Professor--is about the Philosopher's Stone--"

Professor McGonagall never thought it would be this. The book in her arms fell to the floor in a scattered manner, and she didn't pick it up.

"How do you know--" she stammered.

Hao Fang's heart moved and immediately realized that Professor McGonagall was obviously kept in the dark by Dumbledore and had no idea about Dumbledore's arrangements and calculations at all.

Harry said: "Professor, I think--I know--Sne-someone is trying to steal the Philosopher's Stone. I have to talk to Professor Dumbledore."

Professor McGonagall looked at Harry with intertwined astonishment and suspicion.

"Professor Dumbledore is back tomorrow," she said at the end, "I don't know how you found out about the Philosopher's Stone, but don't worry, no one can steal it, it is protected and foolproof."

"But the professor—"

"Potter, I know what I'm talking about," she said impatiently, then bent down and picked up the book that fell to the ground. "I suggest you go out and bask in the sun."

But they didn't do that.

"It's just tonight." Harry said quickly when he was sure that Professor McGonagall was out of his way, "Snape is going to cross the trap door tonight. He has got everything he needs, and now he has deceived Dumbledore from the school. The letter must have been sent by him. I dare say that the Ministry of Magic will be shocked when he sees Dumbledore appearing suddenly."

At this time, Harry and Ron turned around.

Snape stood there.

"Good afternoon," he said in a sleek tone.

They stared at him blankly.

"You shouldn't stay in the house in such weather." He said, his face twisting muscles and a weird smile.

"We were there just now-" Harry said, actually he didn't know what he was going to say.

"You need to be careful," said Snape. "Walking around like this, others will think you are trying to do something bad. Gryffindor can't stand losing points anymore, right?" Harry blushed.

They turned and walked outside, but Snape called them back again: "Remind you, Potter-If you wander around in the middle of the night, I will fire you myself.

I wish you a happy one.”

He strode towards the teacher's lounge.

Hao Fang, who was watching all this, was completely convinced by Snape. He heard Harry's words, knew that Harry suspected him, but he did not make any excuses at all. He just silently protected Harry and the school.

What Snape said was entirely to warn Harry that he wanted to retreat in the Philosopher's Stone incident in this way and to protect him. Perhaps he still didn't know Dumbledore's arrangements.

Originally, Hao Fang thought Snape should have known this time, but unfortunately he didn't have it at all. He could hear it through the previous words.

It seems that Dumbledore only told everyone who needs to know, and only let them know the part they should know. The other parts were hidden from everyone. This old man is truly a wizard that even Voldemort is afraid of.

No wonder, the letters from Quirrell and Voldemort could not deceive Dumbledore at all. The old guy just pretended to leave. He suddenly appeared at the most critical moment in the original plot?

Obviously, everything was done under his arrangement, this terrible old guy...

Hao Fang's heart moved, and he vaguely remembered something. It seemed that the trio had become a duo. Is the combination of Harry and Ron too thin?

Will Dumbledore have other new arrangements for this?

Just as Hao Fang was thinking this way, he was suddenly slapped behind him. Before that, he didn't feel anyone behind him at all.

And that person seems to be...

On the other hand, after Snape left, as soon as the two of them came to the stone steps outside, Harry said to Ron: "Okay, we must do this now..."

He whispered anxiously: "One person is responsible for monitoring Snape--waiting outside the teacher's lounge, if he comes out, follow him. Ron, it's best for you to do this."

"Why me?"

"Because there is no one else." Harry said helplessly, "If I go, you should think of the result."

Ron was speechless. He naturally knew how disgusting Snape was about Harry, but he would be better by himself. He really had to do this.

"I'd better stay outside the corridor on the fourth floor." Harry said to himself.

But this part of the plan was not implemented successfully. As soon as he arrived at the door that separated Lu Wei from other places in the school, Professor McGonagall suddenly appeared, and this time she couldn't help but lose her temper.

"I think you probably think you're more powerful than a bunch of magic spells, right?" she roared, "Enough, stop making a fuss! If I hear you come here again next time, I'll deduct fifty points for Gryffindor! Yes, Potter, deduct fifty points for my own academy!"

Hao Fang lamented that Professor McGonagall was too confident that the magic of these professors was difficult to crack, and he was even more confident that the last insurance that Dumbledore had arranged, the almost foolproof insurance.

Of course, the other professors' methods proved that they were all bad, just the trials arranged by Dumbledore for Harry and the tombs arranged for Voldemort. In addition, they were just props to find some trouble for Kilow to delay the time.

Even Voldemort could not do anything about Dumbledore's real method, and Harry obtained the Philosopher's Stone through Dumbledore's hint.

Professor McGonagall's anger made Harry unable to look directly, and he returned to the common room in shame.

Harry just thought of "at least Ron is staring at Snape", and saw the portrait of Fat Lady suddenly turn away, and Ron crawled in.

"Sorry, Harry!" Ron said with a stiff face. "Snape came out. He asked me what I was doing there. I couldn't answer, so I had to run back quickly. I don't know where Snape is now."

"Okay, it seems like this is the only way, right?" Harry said.

Ron stared at Harry, feeling that Harry seemed a little wrong.

I saw Harry's face was pale and his eyes were bright: "I sneak out of here tonight, and I want to get the Philosopher's Stone first."

"You're crazy! You can't do this!" Ron said, "Didn't you hear what McGonagall and Snape say? You'll be fired!"

"So what?" Harry said loudly, "Don't you understand? If Snape got the Philosopher's Stone, Voldemort would come back! Haven't you heard that when he wanted to dominate the world, what was going on here? If he succeeded, Hogwarts wouldn't exist, and it doesn't matter if he was expelled! He would razor the school to the ground or turn it into a school that teaches black magic! Can't you see that it doesn't matter whether you lose points or not now?

It's important! Do you think that as long as Gryffindor wins the Academy Cup, he will let you and your whole family go? If I was caught before I could get the Philosopher's Stone, then I had to go back to Dursley's house and wait for Voldemort to come to find me. It's just a little later than now, because I will never surrender to the black forces! I must pass through that trapdoor tonight, and you can't stop me no matter what you say! Voldemort killed my parents, remember?"

He stared at Ron angrily.

Hau Fang, who had already had a conversation with someone and was paying attention to Harry again, thought to himself: "What a deep hatred. It seems that Voldemort's real strength recently and the activeness of Voldemort's soul have begun to intentionally or unintentionally affect the nature of Harry Potter."

In fact, there are some hints in this aspect in the original plot. This is a gradual process. In the plot of the Order of the Phoenix, Harry's temper has begun to appear irritable, and later he was easily controlled by Voldemort to convey false memories.

At present, before Voldemort used Harry's blood to resurrect, these changes were far more harmful to Harry.
Chapter completed!