The Journey of the Sand Sculpture Spirit Master

Chapter 58 Who Stole the Sorcerer's Stone! ?
It was another bright day, and the Quidditch match held by Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Witchcraft started again. Today's match was between Gryffindor and Slytherin.

If you want to say that the water and Slytherin in the four houses are the most equal, it must be Gryffindor. After all, it has been passed down for generations, and people from the two houses will definitely have rivals. Coupled with the ideas of the two houses, in a certain way Conceptually, it is a confrontation and conflict of consciousness, which is doomed.

Therefore, when the teams of the two houses flew into the sky to confront each other, the way the two sides looked at each other was called a fierce spirit.

"Harry, Fred, George, kill those arrogant Slytherins!" Ron shouted from the audience, and Hermione on the side also cheered.

The game started soon, and Hermione couldn't help but look left and right, frowned, and asked in doubt: "Wait, Ron, did you see Lele?"

"I don't know. Le said he was going to gather wool, but there are no sheep in the academy." Ron shrugged.

"That strange guy." Hermione shook her head and didn't think about it anymore, because in her impression, Gu Le was a mysterious guy whose brain circuits were more elusive than twisted tree roots.

I really wanted him to come out as soon as he wanted to, but it didn't feel like that. In fact, it was premeditated.

For this "unfathomable" friend, Hermione only hoped that nothing would happen later.

Quidditch was still going on, and both sides had hit the ball one after another, while Gryffindor was attacked by the brutal Slytherin, and had already lost several generals.

Just when he was about to lose, an extremely fast snitch appeared in front of Harry. It flashed past, and then buzzed around his ears like flies and mosquitoes.

With an idea, Harry stretched out his hand to grab it, but the slippery snitch ran away comfortably.

So Harry and the Seekers of Slytherin House started a life-and-death chase. Harry had to avoid the attack of the Seekers from his house and at the same time catch the Snitch, while the Seekers of Slytherin House had to attack at the same time. Harry, while catching the Snitch.

Just when everything was going well, Harry suddenly felt that the broom "Nimulator 2000" under his seat was out of control, and his whole body was stopped in the air uncontrollably, and he was going to fall from a high altitude due to inertia.

Harry's situation was quite dangerous, and the audience in the audience were all worried and terrified.

The black hand who created this scene was Quirrell himself. In order to protect Harry from the control of the spell, Snape uttered a counter-spell in the audience in an attempt to stop the unknown caster.

There were different people fighting on and off the court, and Gu Le, who was wearing a black shadow gentleman's leather case, quietly walked under the partition of Qi Luo's seat.

What can be confirmed is that at this time, Voldemort was still sleeping because of his weakness, and coupled with the attribute blessing of Gu Le's leather case, his sense of presence was greatly reduced, and Voldemort could not notice Gu Le's approach.

Through the gap between the stepped seats, Gu Le looked at the two basketball-sized Bludgers on the field, and couldn't help showing an evil smile on his face. When they were closest to the Slytherin audience, Gu Le recited the Feilai mantra "Accio!"

Whoosh!Whoosh!
The two cumbersome Bludgers suddenly stagnated, and immediately shot straight at Quirrell like a wolf and a tiger.

"Wow!!!" At first, Quirrell's attention was only on Harry, and by the time he reacted and saw the out-of-control Bludger flying towards him, it was already too late.

Bang bang!

One Bludger directly smeared his face, and the other directly hit his stomach. Judging from the state of his vomiting blood, at least one of his internal organs was about to explode, and then he collapsed uncontrollably. Down, down from the audience.

Gu Le immediately stopped the spell and left, and Harry on the field was no longer controlled by the spell, and his strength and hands and feet were liberated, so he started chasing the Snitch. With his excellent Seeker talent, he quickly caught the Golden Snitch. Although... the way of catching the ball with your mouth is a bit disgusting.

But the process is not important, just look at the result!
Gryffindor won the Quidditch match, adding points to Gryffindor.

Infirmary...

Quirrell is still sleeping at the moment, the Bludger has done too much harm to him, in the Muggle world he must have turned into a vegetative state, lying in bed for the rest of his life, but under the magical and powerful medical condition of Hogwarts, He was only seriously injured and fell asleep temporarily.

"Can you find out who made the Bludger go out of control?" Dumbledore looked at Quirrell lying on the hospital bed, and asked Minerva and Snape beside him in a deep voice.

Minerva and Snape shook their heads at the same time, and Snape said, "But what is certain is that someone cast a spell on Harry Potter's broom."

Thinking of the scene just now, if he hadn't recited the counter-curse in time to help, Harry would have almost died on the spot, Snape secretly clenched his fists.

He once swore that he must protect her child!

"Then, besides you, there are two other people who are using the spell. Could it be that they are accomplices?" Minerva guessed.

The extremely wise Dumbledore's eyes flickered slightly, he shook his head, and said back: "I don't think so, maybe the two are on opposite sides, and he created such a momentum to save Harry, which caused a lot of trouble. The attention of the one who cast the spell on Harry. Come to think of it, Harry, isn't that what saved him?"

Hearing this, Minerva and Snape were thoughtful.

Then Snape suddenly looked at Quirrell, his eyes flickered a few times in surprise, then he winked at Dumbledore, and then left the infirmary in a hurry.

Dumbledore looked at Quirrell, who was about to lie down at this time, the headband had been removed, revealing a big bald head, and was a little puzzled.

Quirrell was obviously breathing steadily at the moment, but for some reason, there was a painful moan of "uh...uh..." from him. If you don't observe carefully, you really can't see the clue.

"What's the matter? Albus." As Dumbledore's old friend, Minerva naturally saw Dumbledore's abnormality.

Dumbledore didn't make a sound. He walked to Quirrell calmly, grabbed the sleeper's arm, slowly lifted Quirrell's body, and then turned his face. A terrifying picture soon appeared into the infirmary.

Both Minerva and Dumbledore took a step back in fright. It turned out that there was a human face behind Quirrell's head, and this human face was very familiar to the two of them.

"Tom Riddle!" Dumbledore read out the name of the owner of this face, and then he denied it, and then said a name that no one dared to mention for more than ten years, "Voldemort!"

Wearing a leather case, Gu Le, who watched the whole process in a low-key manner, raised his mouth, and the energy collection reminder of the sand sculpture echoed in his ears.

Ding!Under the planning of the host, Minerva and Dumbledore discovered Voldemort's secret, and they were terrified. You got 43 sand sculpture points.

Not only Dumbledore, but also Snape, who went out early just now, also noticed the clue, but Snape, who was equally witty, thought that he should not stay on this occasion, otherwise he would be in a very difficult situation, so he had to choose to pretend Didn't find it, just left like this, and secretly gestured to Dumbledore with his eyes.

"Oh... Dumbledore... my professor." As if awakened by Dumbledore, the sleeping Voldemort opened his eyes, and he let out his deep and hoarse voice.

"You really came back again." Dumbledore said in a deep voice, and then twitched the corner of his mouth, mockingly, "It's a pity that you are unlucky, and I accidentally detected your plan."

Ding!Under the plan of the host, Voldemort was crazily deflated, and only he himself knew the aggrieved heart. You got 36 sand sculpture points.

Gu Le smiled secretly, shrank in the corner and continued to watch.

"It's useless, Dumbledore, even if you kill me this time, I still have a chance to come back, I... am immortal! Next time, I will return from a deeper, darker and more depraved abyss, and let the entire wizarding world ...No! The whole world has fallen into the endless fear I created!" Voldemort smiled wildly and ferociously.

"Sooner or later you will pay for your actions, Voldemort, your tricks will not succeed, and justice will judge you." Dumbledore said to Voldemort, he handed over Quirrell's wand, and then cast a spell on Quirrell, Let him be bound by the quilt and sheets of the hospital bed, so that Voldemort cannot control Quirrell's body.

As Voldemort became more sober, his ability to control Quirrell's body became stronger and stronger, and his perception ability followed. He sensed a target of his own black magic mark. He just came out of the ward. He couldn't help shouting angrily: "No matter how you did it, but when I make a comeback, I will definitely let you die!!! Mudblood!!!"

Minerva couldn't bear Voldemort's voice calling, and after a burst of horror, she got bolder and directly cast a deafening curse on Voldemort, so that she could no longer speak.

Looking at Voldemort who couldn't do anything wrong, Minerva looked at Dumbledore with a worried look in her eyes: "Dumbledore, what should we do next?"

"Send it to Azkaban and report to the Ministry of Magic." Dumbledore said without hesitation.

"But wouldn't that cause panic?"

"Minerva, people will become brave because of fear. Although it will cause panic, it will also sound the alarm, so that unnecessary casualties can be avoided."

Minerva pursed her lips when she heard the words, and finally nodded in agreement with his words.

"I'll leave this to you, and I'll do another." Dumbledore said to Minerva.

"What are you going to do?" Minerva asked suspiciously.

"What do you think the Dark Lord is here for?" Dumbledore smiled wryly, his eyes flashing brightly, "If something powerful cannot be protected by the enemy's means, destroying it is also a way."

"Dumbledore...you..."

"That's it." Dumbledore left without looking back. Minerva looked at the back of the hurriedly leaving, sighed softly, then looked coldly at the impotent and furious Voldemort, and left the infirmary Before leaving, an inaccessible and unbreakable barrier was placed on the infirmary.

After a few minutes……

Dumbledore came to the room where the Sorcerer's Stone was stored, his eyes glazed over.

What about the Sorcerer's Stone?

　Please collect it, ticket! ~~~~~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)