Daily Life at Hogwarts

Chapter 478
Ever since Quirrell used the dragon egg to find out from Hagrid how to subdue the three-headed dog Lu Wei, he has been in a bad mood. He feels like a fool who has been played hard by others.

Although Quirrell has inquired about most of the magic organs, he is still in a bad mood.From what he inquired, we can know that it is not difficult to pass most of the levels as long as you find the trick, but Dumbledore also cast magic to protect the Sorcerer's Stone. When the Philosopher's Stone came, he had to find a way to send Dumbledore away, make sure there was enough time to break into the dungeon to steal the Sorcerer's Stone, and have enough time to fly away before Dumbledore came back.

It would not be enough to just write a letter to Dumbledore with the help of the Ministry of Magic, because it would not take too long for Dumbledore to arrive at the Ministry of Magic and return to Hogwarts.

And, once Dumbledore realized that someone was trying to keep him out of Hogwarts, he would definitely realize that something was wrong.

Then, he needs to find a suitable way.

At present, Quirrell has no good solution.

Just as he was thinking and eating breakfast absent-mindedly, another owl flew in front of Quiro and threw a letter on the table.

Quirrell was stunned, because he didn't have any friends at all, and he didn't mail anything. Moreover, the sender hadn't signed the letter yet. No matter how you looked at it, the letter was weird.

Quirrell didn't open the letter right away, and even had the idea of ​​burning the weird letter directly. After hesitating again and again, he finally opened the letter when he returned to the Defense Against the Dark Arts office.

However, inside the envelope was a blank piece of parchment.

Quirrell froze, staring at the blank parchment in a daze.

"Hurry up!"

Quirrell seemed to have thought of something, pulled out his wand, touched the parchment lightly, and writing appeared on it.

Hello Mr. Quirrell,
I sell any news.

You seem interested in what's in the restricted corridors on the fourth floor of Hogwarts, and if you're willing to spend the money, I'd like to...

When Quirrell looked at this text, he subconsciously wanted to tear up the entire parchment, but his eyes caught a glimpse of the text behind him, and his general awareness was that as long as you are willing to pay, I can tell you that the magic arranged by the professors level, and give you a solution.

In the end, in addition to the way of transaction, there is actually a way to subdue the three-headed dog, so that Quirrell can verify whether the way in the letter is true.

And said that if Quirrell is willing to pay two hundred Galleons, he can sell him the next two magic levels and customs clearance methods.

Quirrell suddenly reached out and grabbed his chest, his breathing even became rapid, his eyes seemed to be dark, and he almost passed out directly.

Who!
Who is this man!

The information I collected so hard, this person is just like this... just like this...

Quirrell's chest rose and fell violently, and he took a big breath of fresh air to prevent himself from passing out directly.

Calm down, calm down, calm down now.

After an unknown amount of time, Quirrell finally breathed a sigh of relief and did not pass out directly. He was shocked and angry. This person actually knew... about him.

Can't stay!
At this moment, Quirrell became murderous.

When Quirrell was thinking about how to get rid of this mysterious guy, he suddenly found that the parchment in his hand suddenly burned, even the envelope was burning.

He was startled, and the parchment slipped to the floor.

By the time Quirrell fully reacted, the envelope and parchment had already been reduced to ashes.

"Is Snape playing tricks?"

Quirrell's first thought was Snape, but how could Snape know how to subdue the three-headed dog?
Could it be Hagrid?
No, that stupid big man didn't even have a wand, how could he make the parchment spontaneously ignite, and Quirrell didn't think Hagrid could do this.

Could it be... Dumbledore?
He knows I'm after the Philosopher's Stone and wants to catch me?
No, if it's really Dumbledore, is it necessary to do this?

At this moment, Quirrell only felt that his head was in a mess.

Then, he realized.

Why should we consider these issues?
Just catch the sender.

Since the guy who claimed to sell any news asked him to bury Garon under a tree with a clear mark near the Forbidden Forest, why didn't he use his tricks to catch him?
Quiro really found such a tree in the woods near the school. He buried a bag of stones under the tree, and carefully monitored the tree, trying to catch that damned guy.

However, as several days passed, Quirrell never found out that the black hand behind the scenes appeared, as if nothing had happened.

Quirrell, who was being led by the nose, was extremely angry, and replaced the bag of stones with real Galleons, and put a fake Galleon in the bag of Galleons, and cast a spell on the fake Galleons and the bag Track magic.

However, Quirrell was surprised to find that Gallon buried under the tree hadn't been taken away, but another letter appeared, which described in detail how to pass through the devil's net, and there was a person who found the key in a pile of keys. Method.

As for picking the lock, sorry, Albert didn't write it, and he couldn't write it.

How could one insult Voldemort in a Muggle way?

He still has a bit of a work ethic.

This time, Quirrell used the freezing spell in time to prevent the letter and parchment from being burned to ashes.

However, when Quirrell checked it, it was found that the letter was not enchanted and would not spontaneously combust at all.

At this moment, he felt someone punched him in the face, making him dizzy.

After the first letter spontaneously combusted, the sender was sure he would, so he simply stopped casting the spell.

Was played by the other party.

Quirrell was so angry that he spit out a mouthful of blood.

"Don't let me know who you are, or I will torture you to death!" Quirrell swore in his heart.

He re-enchanted the letter and handed it to the owl under his control, hoping to find the sender.

As a result, Quirrell discovered that the letter actually flew to an owl postman's shop in Diagon Alley, and then, there was no more.

The bastard who played himself is still a mystery.

Albert had already guessed that Quirrell might have tracked him back through the letter, so naturally he would not send the letter himself.Instead, he asked a house-elf who served him to mail it for him, and after the house-elf sent the letter, he stayed in the manor protected by magic, and the owl couldn't find the house-elf at all. elf.

And this house elf was Albert's biggest gain at the Easter party last time.

Since Garen was buried under the tree, Albert naturally didn't dig it up, but put a spy mouse with a double-sided mirror on his eyes there to monitor.

Through the double-sided mirror in his hand, Albert clearly saw the picture of Quirrell burying things twice.

Of course, Albert didn't plan to dig those Galleons before Quirrell completely hiccupped.

If there is, then it is earned, and there is no loss without him. Anyway, the task is completed.

And, doing that, not only completes the new quest, but also triggers a new quest: Daredevil.

Not only will it reward 1 experience, but you can also get 30 point of skill, and it is easy to complete.As for Quirrell's favorability -[-], Albert didn't care at all.

After all, Quirrell will get his lunch soon, and it doesn't matter whether he loses his favorability or not.

"Harry Potter is such a good man!"

Looking at the task on the panel, Albert couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

　There was a small error in the last chapter, which has been revised.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)