Hogwarts, a Scholar Becomes a God

"I'm looking for you, Harry." A handsome young man with a smile slowly walked down the steps on the side of the hall. It was Clark who didn't know what to do.

"Harry said he didn't want to go back during the summer vacation. You know, his uncle and aunt treated him badly, and his cousin always bullied him, so he wanted to ask Headmaster Dumbledore if he could apply for a stay in school during the vacation."

"Oh, poor child," Professor McGonagall put down her vigilance and looked at Harry with a loving look on her face. She had seen that family before, and it was indeed not a good family.

"But you can't stay, boy, there's no one at school during the holidays, you have to go back to the Muggle world, where you have your family."

"Why?" Harry was successfully led into the ditch by Clark, completely forgetting why he was looking for Professor Dumbledore, and focused on staying at school for the summer vacation.

Professor McGonagall looked at him embarrassedly, "I'm sorry, child."

Saying that, without giving Harry a chance to continue speaking, he left decisively.

Harry looked at Clark and the others in disbelief.

"Why?"

Clark patted Harry on the shoulder comfortingly and pulled him out of the hall, where people came and went, and teachers passed by from time to time, it was really not a good place to talk about things.

The four of them walked down the steps and went back to the lake again, Harry still complaining in frustration: "Why didn't they allow me to stay at school, the summer vacation is two months, it's a disaster to go back, they don't know me at all How bad is my uncle and aunt's house!"

After he finished speaking, he pointed his finger at Clark again.

"Clark, where did you go just now, it's all because of that fire dragon, Hagrid actually told how to deal with Lu Wei, and Professor Dumbledore also left the school. I was about to explain to the dean, but you interrupted again. got me."

Hermione whispered to Clark all the news she had just chatted with Hagrid, but he already knew these things.

He was not surprised by Hagrid's big mouth. After all, the tight-lipped Rubeus Hagrid kept a jar.

"I didn't expect the principal to go to the Ministry of Magic in London to review the qualifications of the dragon farm. I didn't expect it to be so fast."

Clark explained: "But it won't help to tell Professor McGonagall about it. After all, Quirrell is a teacher at Hogwarts, and she won't easily believe us, but it might arouse her suspicion of us. restrict our movements."

"The headmaster is away and can't tell the teacher, so we have to do something," Harry whispered eagerly. "We have to have someone watch Snape, and we have to have someone watch the fourth-floor corridor. That way, Hermione and Clark, you go watch Snape, and Ron and I are outside the hallway on the fourth floor."

Harry said to Ron, "Come on."

But Hermione and Ron stood there, not moving at all.

Clark spoke up.

"No, I have arranged for my pet to monitor the corridor on the fourth floor. Don't worry about that. The four of us are too conspicuous, so don't dangle in front of the professor."

Hermione and Ron nodded, agreeing with him, "Well, that's the only way to go now."

"No!"

Harry's heart was a little uncomfortable, and he almost blurted out.

Both Hermione and Ron stared at him, only to see him blushing and eyes bright, and he deliberately lowered his voice.

"I can sneak through the corridor on the fourth floor tonight and get the Philosopher's Stone first." Harry impulsively proposed his own protection plan.

Good guy, killing witnesses is perfect stealth, stealing things first is perfect protection, this logic is simply impeccable.

"You're crazy!" Ron was stunned by Harry's words.

"You can't do that!" said Hermione. "If you get caught, you might get fired. Just make it through tonight and Professor Dumbledore will be back."

Isn't this really implying that the principal is not here today, so don't worry about taking a risk? Clark secretly praised Hermione's words in his heart.

"So what?" Harry looked excited. "I have an invisibility cloak, and no one can find us."

Because of the absence of sending away the fire dragon, Harry did not experience the brutal beating of being caught on a night tour, so he was extra confident at this time.

"Since we all know that Dumbledore is not here, tonight is an excellent opportunity. As a professor, Snape can't be clear."

He deliberately accentuated his tone, as if to convince Hermione and the others, as well as to convince himself.

"My forehead has been hurting a lot lately, remember? You all said that this was the mark left by the Dark Lord after he cast the spell, Hermione, you said that it has a special connection in the occult, since it has now been created If you react, then it proves that Snape's stealing of the Philosopher's Stone might have something to do with Voldemort."

Harry has suddenly become a big smart, and he can get a part of the truth by blindness.

Seeing that things started to develop as he expected, Clark's heart became more calm, and Harry made his final decision.

"The Philosopher's Stone can come back to life, right? That's what Voldemort needs right now, Snape like that, maybe working for Voldemort, I can't watch him get this thing, and I don't want him to raze the school to the ground. I don't want to go back to the life I used to live at my uncle's house!"

He remembered that he had just applied to stay in school and was rejected by Professor McGonagall.

"I must go through that trapdoor tonight, Voldemort must not get the Philosopher's Stone, no one can stop me, I said!"

Harry finished saying what he wanted to say in one breath, and felt extra relieved. He stared at Clark and them angrily, as if he would break with anyone who dared to stop him.

"good!"

Clark was the first to applaud.

"Have ambition, this is the real Gryffindor, and we will act tonight."

"We—the four of us?" Harry only felt a sigh of relief in his chest, he had originally regarded Clark as an imaginary enemy, thinking that the other party would stop him.

After all, the reason why Gryffindor and Slytherin are so close to each other is because of Clark's efforts in class. To yourself is not a little too sensitive.

"Oh, don't be silly," Ron took the initiative to put his arm on Harry's shoulder, "do you think we'll let you face Snape alone?"

"Of course not." Hermione said decisively, "We are friends, remember, just like when the troll ran out, didn't you and Ron come to me, we won't let you Alone. Right, Clark?"

Harry looked at them and Clark stood there, nodding at him with the same smile on his face as Dumbledore.

Harry instantly felt as if a fiery flame had been ignited in his chest, and a wave of heat filled his soul.

With friends like that, what's there to be afraid of?

The four of them stayed by the lake again, discussed the matter of protecting the Philosopher's Stone for a long time tonight, and worked out various countermeasures.

All you have to do is wait for the night to come.