days at Hogwarts

Chapter 110 Dumbledore Knows Details

Hermione hugged Loren tightly, buried her head on his shoulder, and kept saying in a buzzing voice, "Loren, Loren..."

She has countless things to say to him, about the experience along the way, about her thoughts when facing Voldemort...

In the end, it all turned into a name in my heart.

Loren saw the black soul disappearing from the corner of his eye, and Harry, who was unconscious next to him, patted Hermione on the back and said, "We have to see Harry first."

Hermione raised her head, woke up from the gentleness, blushing, "By the way, there is Ron!"

The two hurried to check on Harry's situation, and just squatted down, both of them lost consciousness and fainted aside.

Dumbledore came out from the end of the corridor, Fawkes the phoenix on his shoulders, and an unconscious Ron floating behind him.

"Squeak!" Fox denounced this kind of sneak attack on the little wizard.

Dumbledore's old face blushed, covered by his beard, "Their emotions and magic power are unstable, and it would be better to sleep."

"squeak!"

"Out of control? How can this be considered out of control? The Philosopher's Stone has been saved, and they all have amazing growth, even exceeding expectations."

"squeak!"

"That's right, how do you explain it to Loren? He seems to have seen through my plan."

"squeak!"

"Cheat? How can you say it's a lie?"

……

It's hot, it's so hot, it's like burning all over.

Loren kicked off the quilt and woke up suddenly from the hospital bed.

He was hot all over, and the majestic magic power in his body was flowing and surging, and his body temperature kept rising.

He quickly squeezed the wand in his hand, the wand was like ice, calming the raging magic power.The feeling of coolness made the scorching slowly subside.

Loren felt the magic power in his body, and felt that the magic power seemed to be awakened again, even more fierce than last time.

His body returned to normal, and he looked around.Harry and Ron were lying next to each other, their bodies shone with magical light, and they should have also experienced an awakening.

The three beds were separated by high hanging curtains of clean white linen, this time it should be a large ward.The small cabinet at the end of the bed is filled with flowers and various snacks.

The small card inside the bouquet reads: To the great Gryffindor warrior.

Outside the window, the golden sunset sprinkled a piece of sacred light, and the entire ward was golden.

Loren poured himself a glass of water to moisten his dry and sore throat, and then slowly sorted out the memories before he fell into a coma.

He first saw a flame outside Snape's office, only to be consumed by it, teleporting behind Harry.He saw that Harry was confronting Voldemort and was about to lose, so he went straight up without thinking much.

Relying on Hermione's handsome sword, Quirrell was solved.Then what happened, hugging Hermione, checking on Harry, and then passed out.

The curtain next to him was pulled open suddenly, and on the other side of the curtain, Hermione was lying on the hospital bed and looking at him.

It turned out that Hermione's hospital bed was separated from him by a curtain.

The little witch seemed to have remembered something, her cheeks blushed quickly, her lips moved, but her voice was weak.

Loren only saw Hermione's lips moving, but couldn't hear the sound, so he simply got out of bed and leaned over, "How do you feel?"

Like a frightened little squirrel, Hermione quickly retracted into the quilt, covering her hot cheeks and forehead, and said through the quilt, "I'm fine."

Before Loren had time to do anything, Harry and Ron woke up one after another behind him.

Ron blinked and looked around.Finally, his eyes focused on seeing the three little friends, and he showed an ecstatic look, "Hey! Harry, Loren, Hermione!"

"Hahahaha!" Ron kept laughing, and then buried his face in the pillow, crying, "I thought I was going to die."

His last memory was that every part of his body was in pain, he couldn't hear anything clearly, he couldn't see anything, and then his dizziness became more and more dizzy until he lost consciousness.

Loren didn't know what happened, Hermione and Harry remained silent, and the three waited quietly for Ron to recover.

"In fact, I think you played the most wonderful game of chess at Hogwarts in many years." Dumbledore came in from the door and looked at them kindly.

"Principal Dumbledore!"

"Principal Dumbledore!"

Harry and Hermione cried out, and they didn't let go of their hanging hearts until they saw Dumbledore.Ron also looked up slowly.

"Good afternoon, warriors of Gryffindor."

Dumbledore was wearing a large red wizard robe, embroidered with various golden patterns, mysterious and elegant.But with his snow-white hair and beard loose, reflecting the soft brilliance under the setting sun, he looks kind and friendly.

He looked at the hill-like candies piled up at the end of the bed, and said in an envious tone: "I think these are all sent by your admirers."

"Admirer?" Harry wondered.

"The Philosopher's Stone was originally a secret, but the secret of bravery should be told. Therefore, all the teachers and students in the school know about your brave behavior."

Dumbledore smiled at them, "As far as I know, your friends George and Fred originally gave each of you a toilet seat, but unfortunately, Madam Pomfrey confiscated it."

"Oh!" The four felt chills at the same time, they believed that George and Fred could do such a thing.

"Headmaster, what happened to the Philosopher's Stone?" Harry asked, eventually passing out, unsure of the outcome.

"It seems that it didn't distract you." Dumbledore seemed to be sorry that he couldn't fool a few people.

He beckoned behind him, a bench bounced over, and Dumbledore sat between Loren and Harry's hospital beds.

"Okay, let's talk about the Philosopher's Stone. Thanks to you, Professor Quirrell was able to take it away. Severus got there just in time to find you all unconscious in the corridor."

"Snape!" Harry exclaimed.

Loren showed an expression of watching the show, he stretched out his hand to open a box of Bibido's strange flavor beans, and listened to it while eating.

Dumbledore also found it very interesting, he said with a smile: "Yes, Professor Snape."

Hermione's tone was very apologetic, "We all wrongly blamed Professor Snape, we thought he was the one who wanted to take the Philosopher's Stone."

Harry and Ron obviously still couldn't accept this fact. Harry asked: "But Hermione and Ron saw with their own eyes that Snape cursed me during the Quidditch match and tried to throw me to death."

"Well, I think it's Professor Quirrell who wants to kill you, and Severus is casting a counter-curse to protect you," said Dumbledore.

Hermione recalled the scene when she sneaked under the stands and set Snape's robe on fire...

Her eyes lit up, "I remembered, Professor Quirrell was sitting behind Professor Snape, and his view was blocked by Professor Snape who was putting out the fire."

"But, but," Harry said blankly, "but doesn't Professor Snape hate me very much?"

"He is a professor at Hogwarts, and the professor is obliged to protect every student at Hogwarts. As for the hate you said, it may be his grievances with your parents."

Dumbledore couldn't stop looking at the snacks in Loren's hands, "Severus and your parents are classmates, and there are some grievances and grievances between them. The inside story is very complicated, and only they can explain it clearly. He and you Dad's relationship is a bit like that between you and Malfoy."

So Harry probably understood.

"In sixth grade, Snape got into a dangerous situation and your father James rescued him, and for this, Severus owes your father a "life debt". "

"After your parents were tragically killed, he never paid off this "debt of life".So he can only protect you, and he will protect you with his own life. "

Loren looked at Dumbledore and stuffed a handful of Bibido's strange flavored beans: "Crack, crunch."

You understand the details properly, and you didn't mention a word about Snape and Lily.

Snape owed his life to Harry's father, but he would try his best to protect Harry, probably because he owed Lily more.

Harry was lost in deep thought.

At this time, Hermione looked at Dumbledore, and she also had doubts in her eyes, "Professor, after using the sword, I feel something different about my body."

"Oh, this is a precious treasure left to students by Gryffindor. The sword of Gryffindor will give a gift to every student it recognizes. I don't know what this gift is."

Speaking of this, Dumbledore winked at Hermione again, "After all, even I didn't get a gift from Gryffindor. It probably has something to do with magic, and you need to discover it yourself later."

"Gryffindor's sword!" Ron exclaimed, he didn't know what happened behind, but he was very envious of the gift of the sword.

Dumbledore looked at them, "In addition, the rest of you also have different degrees of magical awakening, which will be of great benefit to your future growth."

"Of course, I don't encourage you to do such dangerous things again. If there are any special circumstances in the future, try to report to the professor."

Loren rolled his eyes, it's no wonder you don't encourage, how did you not encourage Fox to bring me there.

He just fought Voldemort for a while, and then threw the sword to Hermione, which would faint, and it wasn't Dumbledore's fault, he didn't believe.

Speaking of this, he had a question, "Principal Dumbledore, why didn't Voldemort use any advanced magic from the beginning to the end."

If Voldemort had used the Killing Curse, he couldn't believe how complicated things would be.

"Because he is just an evil remnant soul, this body belongs to Quirrell, although Quirrell is willing to show everything about him. But the spell is achieved by a wizard's life, magic power, and soul. Voldemort has no way to control Quirrell The body uses profound magic, and can only use the rough impact of magic power."

Loren understood, no wonder Dumbledore assured them to face Voldemort, it turned out that the other side was silenced.

"Sir, where is the Philosopher's Stone? Has it been returned to Nicole Flamel?" Harry asked, remembering that it was thanks to the Philosopher's Stone that it helped them withstand Voldemort's attack.

"You still know Nicole?" Dumbledore pretended to be surprised, "Yes, but after finishing some things, Nicole will go to explore another great adventure - death. The Sorcerer's Stone will also go to Where it should go."

Such a statement sounds like it will destroy the Sorcerer's Stone, and Harry and the others think so.

"Death!" exclaimed Ron, who had almost experienced that, marveling at the choice.

"I know, to people of your age, it might seem weird. But to others, death is actually like going to bed after a long day. And to the very clear-headed For those who die, death is just another great adventure."

"You know, the Philosopher's Stone is not such a wonderful thing. With it, no matter how much wealth and life you want, you can get it! These two things are what human beings want most, but the problem is that human beings just Just like to choose what is least beneficial to them."

Loren raised his head and met Dumbledore's gentle eyes. He felt that Dumbledore should have said these words specifically to him.

Several people fell into silence. In the quiet ward, there was only the sound of Loren crunching Bibi's multi-flavored beans.

Hermione felt that this was very impolite, she stretched out her hand and tugged on Loren's sleeve, reminding him to pay attention to the influence.

Loren glanced at Hermione with a clear look on his face. He reached out and unwrapped another bag of Bibido's Strange Flavored Beans, and handed it to Hermione, "You eat too."

Eat a ghost! ?
Did I mean this?

Hermione laughed angrily, why this person can do things she didn't expect every time.

But Dumbledore watched, she could only take the snacks bluntly, and smiled apologetically at Dumbledore.

Just as the girl was thinking about whether to defend Loren against Dumbledore, Loren also handed Dumbledore a bag of snacks.

Hermione just watched, the greatest wizard in her mind, took a box of cockroach piles with a smile, and began to eat happily.

At this moment, some kind of filter shattered in her heart.

Soon, Ron also joined the ranks of snacks.

Only Harry, still thinking, reviewing his memories.

"Sir," said Harry, "I've been thinking, despite the absence of the Philosopher's Stone, Voldemort, I mean You-Know-Who."

He turned to look at Ron, who used to never let him call him by that name.

Dumbledore interrupted him, "Call him Voldemort, Harry, and always use the right name for things. Fear of a name intensifies fear of the thing itself."

Harry was relieved, "Yes, sir, Voldemort will try to resurrect in other ways? I mean, he hasn't disappeared, has he?"

Dumbledore slowed down eating the pile of cockroaches, he sighed heavily, "Yes, he hasn't disappeared, he's still hiding somewhere, maybe looking for the next person who is willing to sacrifice his body. He's not really alive , so it is impossible to be killed. He has no humanity, is cruel to his enemies, and is equally ruthless to his followers."

"there's one more thing."

Harry hesitated when he said this, because Hagrid was always secretive and unwilling to reveal more to him, "I want to know the truth. Voldemort said that he killed my mother because my mother tried her best to prevent him from killing her." Me. But then again, why did he kill me?"

It was because of Professor Trelawney's irresponsible prophecy, Loren said silently in his heart.

Dumbledore sighed heavily again, "I can't tell you, not today, not now, one day you will know. Harry, wait until you grow up. Maybe you don't want to hear such words, But when you're ready, you'll know."

He told Harry that Quirrell would be hurt when he touched him, precisely because his mother used a profound ancient magic with love.

It left a mark on Harry, not a scar, not a visible mark, but an invisible talisman, right on Harry.

When Voldemort touched this amulet, he would suffer unbearably.

(End of this chapter)