infodatos Chapter 156 Guessing (for Subscription)
Chapter 156 Guessing (for Subscription)
Chapter 156 Guessing (for Subscription)
"Professor Embers!" Ron got up tremblingly from the floor, and hurriedly called Ash's name regardless of the pain and weakness.
"Too timely!" he continued.
"You three guys..." Ash watched the three little wizards getting up gradually and couldn't help but shook his head. It seemed that nothing was wrong, only Ron's forehead seemed to be slightly injured.
"Dumbledore will be here soon." Ash said, "Ron, you'd better go to the infirmary." As a master of the soul domain, Ash can naturally see that Ron seems to have overused soul magic.
Ron nodded, then walked out of the toilet tremblingly leaning on the wall.
"Are you okay Ron?" Harry looked at Ron with concern, he put out one hand to support him, and Hermione quickly helped Ron from the other side.
Seeing that the three of them had nothing to do, Ash nodded and prepared to leave. After all, his purpose was to go back and do research. Since he fulfilled other people's requests along the way, he would naturally run away.
"Is that the self-created spell you said?" Hermione looked at Ron curiously. She really didn't expect it to be true. She thought it was Ron bragging.
"Of course..." Ron said weakly, "This is Professor Embers... Huh... Where's Professor Embers?"
He looked around, and Ash, who was standing in front of them just now, had already left, as if he had never appeared before.
"What's the name of this spell?" Hermione didn't care so much, her curiosity was all about the spell.
"Soul Arrow." Ron thought for a while and said, "It seems to be the name."
"The spell just now was so cool." Harry said beside him, but he still had to deal with the sticky wand in his hand, which was covered with troll snot.
"We almost defeated a giant monster." Ron said, although he was a little weak, he gradually recovered and he broke free from the support of the two, and he stood beside the giant monster proudly.
"Look, do I look like the president of the student union?"
Harry and Hermione laughed. Harry looked at Ron and was just about to speak when he heard footsteps.
"Merlin's pointed hat!" McGonagall's surprised voice came, she looked at the three people in front of the troll and almost fainted on the ground in fright.
"What are you doing?!" Mag looked at Ron's bloody face and the messy corridor, and she hurried to the three of them and pulled them behind her.
"That's a troll!" she screamed. These were her students, and she didn't want anything to happen to them.
"Sorry, Professor McGonagall..." Harry said with his head down.
"We just came back from the infirmary..." Hermione wanted to explain clearly, "We suddenly encountered a troll..."
"We almost beat it..." Ron muttered softly, proud of his achievement.
"Almost?" McGonagall, with sharp ears, heard Ron's muttering. She caught Ron's speech, and she immediately drew out her wand and pointed it at the troll on the floor.
"And then it was defeated by Professor Embers!" Ron yelled, only to choke and had to bend over and start coughing.
Harry patted him on the back hastily.
"Embers?!" Mag looked at the three of them in surprise. She never expected that it was Ash who saved the three little guys.
"Where did he go?"
"I don't know." Harry shook his head, as did Hermione and Ron.
"He walked towards the stairs." Harry said, he had looked at Ash warily from the beginning, and the cold air made his scalp tingle.
"Stairs..." McGonagall didn't have time to think, she looked at Ron's bleeding forehead and said quickly, "Go to the infirmary, Mr. Weasley."
"As for you..." McGonagall looked at Harry and Hermione...
"Since you don't know about the troll... I won't deduct points..."
After that, she dragged Ron to the infirmary, leaving behind Harry, Hermione, and a unconscious troll...
Honestly, that's not wise.
But fortunately, Professor McGonagall should know that there are other professors coming, and it didn't take long for Dumbledore to slowly appear beside the two of them.
"Harry... Hermione..." Dumbledore said slowly, "You all go back and rest first..."
His blue eyes stared at the two of them, and for a moment, both Harry and Hermione felt they had been seen through, but they couldn't feel any resistance.
"go quickly……"
The two who reacted quickly nodded and left here. What happened just now really scared the two of them.
Dumbledore couldn't help but shook his head watching the two leaving...
…………
"Bang bang."
There was a knock on the door of the History of Magic office, and Ash couldn't help turning his attention away from the magic mirror.
"Please come in."
Following his words, the wooden door was slowly pushed open, and Dumbledore in dark blue robes walked in slowly.
"Ash, thank you for your help." He said slowly, he had already learned what happened... thanks to Ron who couldn't stay idle in the infirmary.
"You saved them," Dumbledore said slowly.
"It's nothing Dumbledore." Ash said casually, "It's nothing more than a little effort..." He continued to stare at the mirror in front of him.
Dumbledore couldn't help frowning slightly when he saw his appearance. After thinking for a while, he said slowly: "Someone went to the secret room on the third floor."
Ash smiled cryptically, he could guess who it was.
"He didn't succeed, did he?" Ash said slowly, because he didn't sense that his mechanism was triggered.
"No." Dumbledore said calmly, as he said, he flicked his wand and made himself a cup of tea.
It seemed that he was going to have a few words with Ashdo.
"Because Snape stopped him." Dumbledore continued, "But he won't give up."
"Is he the one we're thinking of?" Ash asked, pretty sure Dumbledore should have figured out who it was.
"His test is the troll." Dumbledore didn't say it was Quirrell, he just slowly mentioned the mechanism that Quirrell arranged to protect the Philosopher's Stone.
"Why didn't he take the Philosopher's Stone at that time?" Ash asked curiously. If it was him, he would definitely take the Philosopher's Stone when setting up the mechanism.
"Because he doesn't know where the Sorcerer's Stone is." Dumbledore said and looked at the Mirror of Erised. Ash was stunned by his almost explicit means.
What does it mean?
"The Philosopher's Stone is in the mirror?" Ash asked curiously, he didn't expect to have such a method... Storing objects in the mirror, a magical method...
"Hmm." Dumbledore nodded. Of course, he was confident that no one would be able to take away the Philosopher's Stone, or in other words, he felt that Ash might not need the Philosopher's Stone anymore.
He hadn't forgotten the shattered crystals of last school year and the Forbidden Forest that the Weasley brothers had depicted...
Using silver-blue crystal magic...
He was almost certain that it was Ash who took the Philosopher's Stone...
However, Ash didn't do anything with the Philosopher's Stone. He was like a simple scholar. After studying it, he returned the Philosopher's Stone. By the way, he also helped Dumbledore catch the Death Eater.
Poor man threatened by Voldemort.
Dumbledore didn't think any more, he slowly put the teacup back on the table, looked at the thinking Ash and continued.
"Ash, the Mirror of Erised can see the desire in your heart..."
"You shouldn't sink into it." Dumbledore said earnestly.
"I understand," Ash said, answering both Dumbledore's reminder and other questions.
Since Dumbledore told Ash the location of the Philosopher's Stone... it actually means that he may have realized that he is the thief who stole the Philosopher's Stone...
But he didn't do anything, nor did he expel himself... It means that he considers himself his ally...
"It's getting late, Ash." Dumbledore stood up, "Go to bed early..."
"Yeah." Ash nodded.
"By the way..." Dumbledore stopped suddenly when he reached the door, "Remind Harry, don't let him get too obsessed with this mirror."
"Know...the happiest person is himself when he sees himself in the mirror."
Dumbledore's words seemed to have a lot of deep meaning, his blue eyes were a little sad, and he said slowly: "Good night, Ash."
"Good night, Dumbledore."
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