Chapter 38 The Last Calm of Christmas Christmas is coming. On the eve of the festival, Hogwarts School woke up from its dream and found that the surroundings were covered with several feet of snow and the lake was covered with hard ice. The hall has been decorated for Christmas. The walls were hung with festoons of holly and mistletoe, and all around stood a dozen towering Christmas trees, some with tiny icicles hanging from them, others with hundreds of flickering candles. Hermione walked into the Great Hall wrapped in a scarf, and Harry and Ron were playing wizard chess. "Don't play crazy. When I'm not around, remember to continue looking for news about Nicolas Flamel." Before leaving Hogwarts, Hermione warned, "If you find anything, send an owl to tell me." "Are you going back now?" Ron looked behind Hermione. "You haven't even packed your luggage." "I've packed it, I just don't have it with me."
Hermione said, "Someone will help me carry it to the train." …… Bruce dragged two suitcases and walked into the compartment of the Hogwarts train. There was a sea of white outside the car window, completely different from the scenery when we came. Hermione quickly found him and sat across from him. As soon as she sat down, she pulled Katum to her side. Bruce noticed something unusual: "Why do you look a little worried?" "It's about school." Hermione sighed, "Recently we discovered that someone might want to harm Hogwarts." "Who?" Bruce asked casually. "Professor Quirrell." Bruce sat up straight immediately: "Tell me more!" "It happened before Halloween." Hermione had nothing to hide, so she told Bruce everything about the midnight duel between Harry and Malfoy before Halloween, and the discovery of a three-headed dog guarding the trapdoor. "Harry said that the three-headed dog was guarding something that Hagrid might have taken out of Gringotts - you should remember the news about the attack on Gringotts, right?" Bruce nodded, of course he remembered. But he was a little confused: "What does this have to do with Quirrell?" "Because Harry saw it." Hermione explained, "Harry saw the scene where Snape warned Quirrell - on the day of the Quidditch match. Harry thought Snape was a good man, so Quirrell, who was warned by Snape, must be a bad man." Just because of this reason? Bruce was a little disappointed, as he had thought he could hear some new clues.
Hermione continued, "Then we learned from Hagrid that the thing the three-headed dog was guarding was the secret of Dumbledore and a man named Nicolas Flamel. Now we are looking for who Nicolas Flamel is. He is very mysterious-" "An alchemist." Bruce suddenly said, "Haven't you read the book 'Ancient History of Magic'? Nicolas Flamel is introduced in the book! And -" He took out a magic picture from his pocket, on which was a picture of the evil dark wizard Dumbledore. Behind the picture are recorded Dumbledore's major achievements in his life: In 1945, he defeated the dark wizard Grindelwald, discovered the twelve uses of dragon blood, and achieved great success in alchemy with his partner Nicolas Flamel... Hermione suddenly jumped up, she was so excited that she threw Katoom away. She remembered! "Why didn't I remember this before!" Hermione said excitedly, "Nicolas Flamel is the only known maker of the Philosopher's Stone!" She turned around and tried to get off the car to tell her friends about her discovery. However, at this moment, the train whistle sounded and slowly started. "Go back and send an owl." Bruce looked very calm at this time, "Or you can wait until you return to school and have a good Christmas." He said this, but his heart was in turmoil. Great, he finally found the truth! Dumbledore's target is the Philosopher's Stone! The Philosopher's Stone is a magical substance with amazing functions. It can turn any metal into pure gold. It can also create an elixir of life that makes those who drink it immortal. Dumbledore is already very old, and Bruce can understand his desire for immortality. But the Philosopher's Stone belongs to Nicolas Flamel. In order to maintain his image of being detached from the world and indifferent to life and death, Dumbledore can put the Philosopher's Stone in the school, but he cannot take it for himself. then what should we do? Why not just let Quirrell do it! The theft of the Philosopher's Stone was Quirrell's responsibility and had nothing to do with Dumbledore. Bruce held down his excited hands, already knowing what he was going to do. That is, after returning to school during Christmas, I will quietly wait for Quirrell to take action and then catch him in the act! He was overwhelmed with emotion here, but Katum on the other side couldn't help but cover his forehead with his wings. It’s over, Batboy’s logic is self-consistent. At this moment, the man and the bird were each immersed in their own thoughts and neither noticed the picture in Bruce's hand. Dumbledore in the picture listened quietly to the entire conversation between Hermione and Bruce. Then he turned and left the picture. The train whirred and sped, and soon arrived at the Nine and Three Quarters Station. When Bruce and Hermione walked out onto the platform, Mr. and Mrs. Granger were already waiting there with smiles on their faces. "mom!" Hermione pounced upon him immediately. ……
Meanwhile, in an ordinary house in London, the room was steaming. In the middle of the room, a rich meal was stewing in a pot. "Eat, eat, eat!" The dark wizard Gibberne held the soup spoon and scooped himself another full bowl of stew. Then someone cursed: "Leave some for me!" There were two people sitting next to the stew pot. They were Jason and Lupin. They are the Alliance of Unwelcome Persons. As Christmas was approaching, the three men temporarily put their evil plans on hold and prepared to spend the holiday in peace. Lupin held the hot stew and felt emotional. In previous Christmases, he would buy some bread and ham and pass the time by himself. But this year is different, I can eat such a sumptuous meal. It was all thanks to Jason that he was able to get the money and improve Lupin's life. As for where this money came from? That’s enough. Don’t ask questions that you shouldn’t ask. Lupin was still sighing when suddenly someone knocked on their door. Jason immediately pulled out the double guns from his waist: "Who?" "excuse me." The locked door was suddenly opened, and a strange big-headed figure walked in. It wasn't until he walked into the room that Jason realized that the man didn't have a big head, but that he had a lot of turbans wrapped around his head. "Hello, everyone." The man said with a smile, "My name is Quirrell, and I'm a professor at Hogwarts. I've heard of your names for a long time, but unfortunately I've never had the chance to meet you." Jason's finger was already on the trigger. "Oh? Why did you want to see us?" "Because I know that you three are doing something big, and I am very interested in it." At this moment, Quirrell was no longer the stuttering and timid person he was at school. “I really want to cooperate with you three.” Jason sneered: "What can you do?" "There are many things I can do," Quirrell said, "For example, I can open the door of Hogwarts for you three." For a moment, the room was silent. Jason was silent for a moment, then raised his head and pointed to the stew pot: "Would you like a bowl?" (End of this chapter)