The Alchemist of Harry Potter

After the Hogwarts professors left the Great Hall, they were ready to go to find the troll.

Trolls, such brainless creatures, are very likely to threaten the lives of students. The professors need to find and subdue the trolls quickly to avoid any unnecessary trouble.

At this moment, Snape, who smelled the conspiracy from the troll incident, was quickly rushing to the corridor of the restricted area on the fourth floor, preparing to stop the guy who had the idea of ​​hitting the Philosopher's Stone.

Quirrell was most likely a Death Eater, and the troll was probably the one who put the troll into the castle to divert people's attention.

Although Snape couldn't be sure of that either, he was sure that Quirrell, who usually stammered, must have had his eye on the Philosopher's Stone.

What a stupid and arrogant guy, do you really think no one notices his little gestures?

Snape needed to stop him before he did something stupid, and Dumbledore told him to keep an eye on Quirrell and figure out who was behind it.

As for, want to steal the magic stone?

Snape didn't believe Quirrell could steal the Philosopher's Stone under Dumbledore's nose.

When Snape came to the corridor on the fourth floor, he saw that someone had opened the wooden door leading to the restricted corridor on the fourth floor. He hurried over and tried to block Quirrell.

However, when Snape broke into the corridor of the restricted area on the fourth floor, he found that he had lost Quirrell. The worst thing was that the wooden door that closed the three-headed dog had been opened at some point.

Damn it!

Quirrell must have broken into the mechanism set up by the professors.

Snape walked over quickly, preparing to check the situation inside. Hearing the sound of the three-headed dog in the corridor, he directly slammed open the half-closed wooden door, got out from the inside, and rushed towards Snape.

Snape was startled, and hurriedly waved his wand, trying to drive away the three-headed dog that was rushing towards him.

In a hurry, Snape couldn't look at the three heads of the three-headed dog at all.

Thus, Albert's prophecy was verified.

One of the three-headed dog's head bit Snape's leg, and the severe pain caused the potions professor's face to be completely twisted, and he was pulled to the ground by the force of the three-headed dog.

Snape was thrown into a daze, and the severe pain caused him to go into a trance for a moment.

The next moment, Snape heard hurried footsteps behind him, it was Quirrell, the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor looked at this scene with a bit of astonishment, and stammered, "Little—be careful, how—how could you? it's here."

"Damn it!" Snape cast a spell on the three-headed dog, causing it to loosen his legs. He immediately struggled to stand up, propped up the magic barrier in front of him, bounced the three-headed dog that had pounced over again, and quickly left the corridor of the restricted area.

"Severus—you're all right!" Quirrell was about to reach out to help Snape.

"What the hell are you doing?" Snape immediately locked the wooden door of the restricted corridor, checked his wounds, and stared at Quirrell gloomily, "Don't think I don't know what you want to do?"

"But—but, Severus, I—I don't—know about you—" Quirrell seemed terrified by Snape, stuttering.

"You know what I mean," Snape said sullenly. "Who are you serving, the Dark Lord, or some Death Eater? Give up that stupid idea of ​​yours, you'll never be in Dumbledore's The Sorcerer's Stone was successfully stolen under my nose."

"I do not have--"

"Don't think I don't know your little tricks." Snape was pretty sure Quirrell had his eye on the Philosopher's Stone, and he was tricked by him, nearly getting a leg bitten off by Hagrid's big dog.

"me--"

Snape ignored Quirrell and limped away.

Quirrell watched Snape leave, and quickly followed.

The two of them didn't know that their every move was being watched by someone.

Especially when Albert passed by, he was very happy when he saw Snape limping. He went straight to the third floor and entered the boys' toilet.

He took out his pocket watch and looked at the time, waiting for someone to arrive.

After a moment, the door of the toilet was knocked rhythmically. Albert took a deep breath, opened the door, looked at the man who was exactly like him outside, raised his hand and made an ok gesture.

The two passed by, Albert walked directly outside and saw his roommate waiting for him in the hallway, Fred and George were eating pumpkin pie, and Lee Jordan was holding a piece of honey-roasted pumpkin in his hand. , the three are still talking about the troll.

Well, no matter how you look at it, this thing is really weird everywhere.

When they returned to the common room, they found a large group of Gryffindor students crowded here, and Percy Weasley glared angrily at the four who had just entered.

"What the hell are you doing!" Percy took a deep breath, suppressing his inner anger.

"What the hell?" Fred pretended not to understand. "We didn't do anything."

"Don't be mad at Percy, eat a candy." George took out a candy from his pocket, forced it into Percy's hand, patted him on the shoulder and said, "We just went to the toilet on the way to drink pumpkin juice. too much."

"It's just a troll, don't be so nervous, the stench on those idiots can be smelled from afar, and we can easily avoid them." Lee Jordan also comforted casually.

"I guess the professors have already solved the problem," Albert said lightly. "There's no need to make a fuss."

Percy was told by four of them one by one, so he didn't know what to say.

A monster.

Well, a damn troll.

It's just that Percy doesn't quite understand why they don't care about trolls at all.

Everyone was huddled in the Gryffindor common room, discussing how the trolls broke into the Hogwarts castle and made the whole room noisy.

Angelina came over, looked at Albert and the others, and said with a smile, "I heard that you came back after you were full in the hall."

"That's not the case." Albert decisively denied the matter and changed the subject, "They will bring the food over later, after all, everyone is not full."

Albert's words were soon fulfilled, and the house-elf did indeed deliver unfinished food in the Great Hall to the Gryffindor common room.

Students who were not full immediately rushed forward and put their favorite food on their plates. As they ate and chatted, the common room got louder.

Just then, the door to the common room reopened and Hermione Granger walked in.

Albert looked at Hermione's figure, raised the cup with a smile, and took a sip.

"What are you laughing at?" Shanna asked.

The common room door opened again, and Harry and Ron entered.

"Where do you think they went just now?" Shanna followed Albert's gaze, noticed Harry and Ron, and frowned.

"Maybe it's time to be a warrior to defeat trolls." Albert joked.

"The warrior who defeated the troll?" Fred heard Albert's words, looked at Harry and Ron who were walking towards this side, and raised his eyebrows slightly: "It stinks, shouldn't you really go just now? Got a fight with a troll?"

"I took down that troll just now," Ron announced proudly.

"Okay, okay, warriors who defeated trolls, please don't come over and thank you." George blocked Ron a few steps away with a look of disgust. "The smell on your body will affect our appetite."

"Bullshit." Ron was annoyed. "Where does our stench come from?"

"Go and take a shower, if you want to eat, I can save some for you." Fred wrinkled his nose and said.

After Harry and Ron left, Albert suddenly said, "I dare say they must have encountered trolls, and have had close contact with trolls, the smell is really unbearable."

"I don't know why they like to deal with those stinky guys," Lee Jordan muttered. "Did they really take down that troll?"

"Who knows." Albert said indifferently, "It's just a troll."

...

The next morning, at breakfast, Albert noticed something unusual about Snape, and the Potions Professor limped out of the hall.

"What's wrong with his legs?" George swallowed the bread in his mouth and looked up at Snape's leaving back.

"It was probably bitten by a dog!"

Watching Snape limping away, Fred said gloatingly, "I hope he's in enough pain."

"The wound from the three-headed dog's bite didn't heal so quickly. That guy is probably going to be in pain for a long time." Albert announced happily.

"So, even Snape can't escape Albert's mouth, it's really scary." Li Jordan mocked in mock shock.

The four looked at each other and couldn't help laughing.

A few people took advantage of the time before the class to detour from the secret passage to Snape, and once again went to watch the unlucky professor of potions.

He also deliberately whispered about Snape's legs when he passed by.

Seeing Snape limping away from the back, the mood of the four suddenly became happy.

"Speaking of which, how did Snape get bitten by a dog?" George said suddenly.

"Perhaps, Snape wants to pass by that big three-headed dog?" Fred guessed tentatively. "He wants to steal the thing that Headmaster Dumbledore put in the castle."

"So, he really put that troll in, in order to divert people's attention?" Lee Jordan told everyone his guess.

"I hope it's Snape. If it's him, he will definitely get out next semester." Albert shook his head and said.

The other three didn't understand for a while.

"The idiot who went to steal something will definitely be caught, and will be expelled by the headmaster." Albert said of course, "If Snape is really eyeing that thing, naturally he won't see it again next year. the other side."

At this moment, several people prayed silently in their hearts, hoping that Snape was the guy who tried to steal the principal's things.

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