"Thank you, Hermione."
"It's nothing, we are friends, aren't we?" The little witch twitched her lips, and the fatigue after the brief burst made her smile very reluctantly.
"Without a doubt." Harry returned the same unnatural-looking smile.
The momentary fatigue changed their movements, but the sincerity contained in the smiles swept away the awkward atmosphere just now, allowing the two to quickly recover.
"What do you want to do next? Try other professors or continue looking for Aini?"
"Forget it, Hermione. You saw Professor McGonagall's attitude just now. Even if you change someone else, there won't be a better result." Harry shuddered. Professor McGonagall just looked angry because he just wanted to It's scary to think about it. How did I come up with the idea of continuing to have a hard time?
"As for Aini, he might have returned to the Forbidden Forest. Last time I heard him say that he had been sleeping in the unicorn habitat in the Forbidden Forest."
Harry felt a little envious as he spoke. Even though he was a boy, who wouldn't want to get close to such a beautiful creature that was well-known among Muggles?
"We will definitely see Ani tomorrow. There are still a few days before the holiday. Maybe Snape will wait until the castle is empty before taking action. We still have time." The little witch had already guessed what Harry wanted to do, and she I don’t want to watch my friends take risks.
"It's impossible, Hermione. Dumbledore has left school, and we all know that tonight is the best time for him to take action." Harry's tone calmed down. Since reporting to the professor has no effect, he will use his own methods later. To protect the magic stone.
No matter what difficulties and obstacles we will face, the current path has been determined, and those unnecessary fears and worries will disappear without a trace.
In Harry's little mind, getting the Philosopher's Stone one step ahead of Snape was the only thing he could do now.
After making up his mind, Harry felt relaxed, and when he told Hermione his thoughts, his voice was unexpectedly without a trace of tremor.
You know, obtaining the Philosopher's Stone is a feat in the magical world.
"Harry, this will get you into big trouble, big trouble. They will break your wand, and you will never be able to use magic again." The little witch felt that Harry must be crazy, and she wanted to Discouraged, but listening to her friend's calm tone, Hermione knew that it would be difficult for her to change this decision.
"It doesn't matter." Harry pointed to the scar on his head, "If Voldemort comes back, what's the point of still being able to use magic?"
"Think about it, all wizards will be shrouded in the shadow of death, except for those cowards and lackeys who choose to crawl under him."
"They will gather to attack the castle. Those who resist will be killed. All Muggle-born wizards will also be killed. Dark magic will grow wildly on this land until everything is destroyed."
"But we still have Dumbledore, the professors, and Ernie, and they won't let the mysterious man run rampant." What Harry described made the little witch feel chills. Thanks to her reading habit, Hermione became more familiar with the black man. The Demon King needs to know more.
This also made her aware that if Voldemort was really resurrected, the outcome might be even more tragic.
She was very resistant to such a scene, but she was powerless and could only place her hope on those trustworthy people.
"Wake up Hermione, I also respect Dumbledore, but if he could really defeat Voldemort, so many people wouldn't have died in the last Wizarding War." At this moment, Harry's mind was particularly clear. Even thinking is quicker.
You must know that he was always the loser in previous debates with Hermione, but this time he clearly won the victory - the girl opposite her lips trembled, but she couldn't think of a strong argument to refute him.
Harry had longed to win the verbal confrontation with Hermione, but this time he preferred to remain the loser.
However, the victory came so suddenly, but it did not bring him any happiness at all.
"Tonight I will put on the invisibility cloak, get ahead of them, and secretly hold the magic stone in my hand."
"It's impossible, Harry. Even the various security measures in the Muggle world cannot be broken by pure invisibility, let alone the magical world." The little witch did not have any confidence in Harry's idea.
"Maybe you will be blocked from the level, or you may be trapped in a trap. The greater possibility is that the alarm will be triggered as soon as you enter the trap door, and then you will be caught by Dumbledore who rushes back... …”
At the end, the little witch's eyes lit up. How could something as important as the Philosopher's Stone not be guarded? Maybe Harry's plan was not unfeasible.
So now I need to think carefully about how to excuse their behavior when the principal arrives.
"Okay, Harry, let's try to see if the invisibility cloak can hold two people in a moment."
"Hermione, I've made up my mind. I have to... eh? What did you say?" Halfway through, Harry realized what the little witch had said, which made him a little unbelievable. He hadn't persuaded him yet. Well, why did the other side just accept it?
Are you ready to join in?
"I said, I agree with you, but I can't let you act alone. Shouldn't friends advance and retreat together?" Hermione said and grinned, her crooked eyebrows so bright.
Harry suddenly felt courageous about his actions at night. At this moment, he found that he had been freed from his greatest fear - loneliness.
"Thank you, Hermione. But I'm afraid the cloak will have to cover three people, and Ron will probably need a seat too."
The two looked at each other and smiled, and suddenly a doubt arose at the same time. They had been talking for a while, where had Ron gone?
Are you still watching outside Snape's office?
The two of them went down the stairs, but did not see Ron in the underground corridor.
They thought Ron had returned to the lounge first, but the other party was not there either, which made the two of them worried.
They decided to split up, with Harry searching around the castle and Hermione staying in the lounge to inquire about Ron.
Harry kept looking for nine o'clock in the castle, but there was no sign of Ron anywhere.
Hermione also made no progress. A large living person seemed to have evaporated out of thin air and completely disappeared.
Until curfew was about to come, and there was no one else in the common room except Harry and Hermione, when the door opened.
Amidst the sound of retching, Ron walked in, holding on to the wall.
"Oh, God. What are you doing?" The little witch covered her nose and jumped up. Following the red-haired boy into the lounge, an unspeakable fishy smell filled the air.
"I was discovered by Snape, and he asked me to come to the office to handle the potion materials." Ron's face turned pale, and he did not dare to refuse due to his guilty conscience.
"There were two buckets of dead rats. Snape asked me to take out their livers. I returned Scabbers to Percy in a moment. I really don't want to see this kind of creature again." As he spoke, Ron began to retching again.
