Hogwarts: The drugged devil, the enemy of wizards

Mr. Ron's answer was perfect, and the question about the magical attribute that I talked about in this class was very clear, and I decided, Gryffindor, plus ten!"

Professor Flitwick flew in mid-air excitedly, supported by the new magic theory given by Romon, just a few days ago.

Professor Flitwick has finally completed a new and improved version of the levitation charm.

Not only can it cast spells without spells, but it can also cast on itself, causing the effect of low-altitude flight.

Under the happy gaze of the Gryffindor wizards, they recorded it on the roster.

Ron, who was praised by Professor Flitwick and seemed to be a tyrant, just smiled humbly and slowly sat down.

"You've been really... I remember the last time you were in Transfiguration class, you also got compliments from Professor McGonagall. "

Neville looked curious, he had the alchemy bracelet [Prophet Blessing Bracelet] given by Romon that could enhance memory and understanding, but even so, it was only a little praise.

Because the professors all know that he can rely on this magic prop to achieve rapid progress.

So it didn't give Gryffindor a plus.

However, no one expected that Ron these days was like a changed person, and the content of the professors, no matter how cumbersome, could be understood faster than others, and they could also put forward their own ideas.

In this way, Professor Flitwick, a professor who is obsessed with the theory of spells, is almost excited to accept Ron as a personal student.

Facing the curious gazes of the people around him like Neville, Ron smiled mysteriously.

"Well, maybe I'm really good at this, anyway, in my opinion, these theories are really interesting." "

Seeing Ron so proud, Hermione on the side glanced at Ron's table with slight disgust.

"So, why bring your rats into the classroom too?

Ron looked innocent.

"Madara came with herself, I don't see it much these days, maybe he also likes to learn." "

And just when everyone's eyes looked at Professor Flitwick, who was lecturing passionately, and listened carefully.

Ron's eyes23 couldn't help but flash a different color.

Although the magic theory that Professor Flitwick is still a preliminary theory, it is already a little difficult to understand, and he can understand it so easily.

There is no doubt that nature has its own methods.

Night sleep.

After confirming that Harry Potter and they had slept, Ron quietly got up under the covers, and then tiptoed over his invisibility cloak again.

Silently slipped out of the Gryffindor common room.

Walking quickly through the empty Hogwarts castle, Ron kept looking for places where the Philosopher's Stone might be hidden.

Although it was not clear how Voldemort had put together the knowledge needed during the day's lessons and delivered it to his pillow the next morning, Ron was too satisfied with this state of affairs to be satisfied.

In less than a month, he had already learned several low-level spells without everyone knowing, and he also had a certain self-understanding of black magic.

In order to maintain this state of "genius" progress, Ron is also doing his best to find the whereabouts of the Philosopher's Stone in Hogwarts for Voldemort these days.

Suddenly, a sound of footsteps came from the corridor around the corner, causing Ron to dodge nervously.

Hiding under the cloak of invisibility, the next moment, Snape's familiar figure hurriedly passed in front of him.

The anxious look immediately aroused Ron's curiosity.

In Snape's bedroom.

Although his heart was full of disgust and even hatred for Romon's despicable means.

In the face of the other party's bottomless threat, Snape finally had to touch the bottle again at the end of the week, making him love and hate the potion.

Love it, this can allow him to really touch and perceive Lily's existence in the fantasy world.

What is hated is naturally the end that the other party will inevitably usher in after every sweetness.

Full of nervousness, he put another drop of the potion into his mouth with a dropper, different from the anticipation and excitement of the first time, this time, when the taste of the potion bloomed in the taste buds.

Snape's whole body couldn't help but tense.

With the familiar moment of entering the fantasy realm in front of him, the feeling of the heavens and the earth rushed to his heart, and when the sight in front of him returned to normal again.

A familiar and beautiful figure appeared in front of Snape.

"Severus, why haven't you seen you all night, you're so emaciated, my God....."

As Romon said, when entering the illusion again, time in this illusion will be stopped.

Just like the last time he entered the fantasy realm, looking at Lily Evans, who was still a second-year wizard at Hogwarts, Snape couldn't help but burst into tears instantly.

Under the latter's slightly shy nervous look, he took the other party into his arms.

"Lily, I'm sorry, it's my fault that I didn't protect you....."

Looking at Snape who was crying, the gentle Lily also suddenly hugged the other party gently, and the girl's soft body made Snape's stinging heart feel slightly relieved at the same time.

But there is no longer the sweetness of before, there is only a deep sense of urgency.

If!

If I can protect Lily that day, the nightmare will be broken.

As long as you can kill that James Potter, kill Voldemort...

When he knew that the crisis that was bound to come was about to come again, even if it was Lily before tomorrow, the love and thoughtfulness given to Snape was so real, from this moment, it was inevitable to bring a bitter taste.

Snape was in a fantasy like this, full of tension and sweetness, spending years with Lily Evans.

I don't know exactly how Romon did it.

Although it was the same fantasy time, what happened in these illusions was completely different from what Snape experienced last time, and it was completely based on his behavior in the fantasy realm.

This time, when Snape and Lily graduated from Hogwarts respectively, Snape's achievements had grown more greatly than before, not only in the fantasy world, but also with a more prominent reputation.

In the Ministry of Magic, there are many honorary titles.

With the changes brought about by these identities, this day, Godric Hollow, in that familiar nest of love.

When seeing the bride Lily Snape "again" wearing a white wedding dress.

Although Severus Snape was still smiling happily, his eyes couldn't help but nervously watch around, and at the wedding scene, an Auror named Ministry of Magic was closely guarding around them that they didn't understand.

"Severus, I feel that you are nervous, very uneasy, are you unhappy with me?"

When his wife Lily, who was gentle and obviously disappointed, finally gave birth to a child to Snape after marriage, she finally couldn't resist asking such a question.

Snape's eyes were full of regret and guilt.

Hold each other tightly, take a deep breath, think of their own arrangement, and comfort themselves again and again in their hearts.

But I didn't think about one thing at all.

All this is a false illusion, and his so-called arrangement is just some false self-deception.

When the sound of the spell, like the death knell of death, sounded again in Godric's Hollow.

This time, although there were many guards prepared on Snape's side, the number of Death Eaters on Voldemort's side was even greater, and even inexplicably there was an unknown wizard who he didn't know at all.

"Resist! Resist! immediately ask Dumbledore for help!

Snape clenched his teeth and frantically waved his wand in his hand to make an afterimage.

The Death Eaters who rushed in front of them, like a tidal tide, said a few times,

However, at this moment, no matter how hoarse he was, wanting to struggle, wanting to work hard, these Death Eaters in front of him seemed to be completely inexhaustible, and batch after batch poured out from the end of the valley.

"Hahahaha, Snape, you're going to die here, Evans that slut is going to die here!"

James Potter roared like a maniac, and actually took the initiative to attack Snape.

One after another spells collided with each other, and the power that James Potter, who was able to be knocked down by a spell of his own last time, now bursts out, but it makes Snape's face change.

At this time, a voice that made Snape almost lose his mind suddenly came from behind him.

"Fall apart!"

When he turned around, it was his wife Lili, waving her wand, and rushed out.

Snape's expression changed.

"Go back! Lily, hurry back, here I can withstand it! Go back quickly!"

However, at this moment, as an ugly evil figure walked out from among the Death Eaters, like a moon in everyone's hearts, Snape's face turned desperate.

Looking at the other party's sinister smile, he unleashed the spell on Lily, who had not yet reacted.

Snape's face turned pale instantly, and even if he shot with all his strength, he couldn't get rid of James Potter in front of him.

"Avada nibbles on a big melon!"

“No！！！"

Staggering and weakly, he fell from the sofa and sat on the ground, even though he used all the means at his disposal to break free from the "curse" given to him by the devil of Romon.

However, everything in the fantasy world is not like reality after all, and can be considered by common sense.

Striving for this kind of thing, before the inevitable outcome, there is no possibility of struggling at all.

At this moment, suffocating, the pain of life is better than death, making Snape curl up on the ground weakly, even though he knows that everything is an illusion, but the memory of being with Lily Evans, and even finally getting married and having children.

But it's so real. (Read violent novels, go on Feilu Fiction Network!)

And at this very time.

A burst of flapping wings suddenly came from the window, and when he turned his head, it was his own owl.

After a pause, he stepped forward with a slight weakness and took out the letter in the owl's mouth.

It was written by Dumbledore.

"Voldemort confirmed that he was hiding in Hogwarts, Snape, the Philosopher's Stone was hidden by me in the Mirror of Eris, the specific method of taking it, only I know, you spread the news quietly, and then, lured Voldemort to appear." "

Don't act without permission, I know your pain, but we now have a bigger enemy than Voldemort..."

There was no need to even read the rest of the story, the moment he saw the name in the letter that made Snape almost break his teeth.

Snape burned the letter in an instant.

The next moment, holding the wand, it was towards the place where the Eris magic mirror was stored, as mentioned in the letter.

Rushed out with great momentum.

In the dark Hogwarts, Snape's mind was full of tragic images of Voldemort killing Lily again and again.

When the seven turns are finally narrow, the basement where the debris is stored on weekdays, find the Mirror of Eris.

Facing the side in front of you, you can see the magic mirror that allows people to see things.

Snape had no intention of trying at all.

Although they are all false, there is no doubt that Romon's bottle of [Dream Time Reversal] is more real.

Trying to release several spells on the [Mirror of Eris], which may be used to hide the Philosopher's Stone, nothing was gained, and Snape's already livid face was even more gloomy and terrifying.

Looking around, Snape, who hesitated for a while, could only return to his bedroom disappointed.

However, what he absolutely did not expect was that shortly after Snape left, a figure appeared out of thin air in this basement.

Glancing cautiously at the Eris Magic Mirror in front of him, Ron was wondering what this thing was, the next moment.

In the mirror, his reflection began to suddenly distort and change.

The next moment, he was stunned to find that he was dressed in a suit like the Silver Demon King Romon and had great strength and was sought after by the entire wizarding world...

For a short period of only 443, Ron was instantly addicted.

Until I don't know how long it took, the improvement that this period of time studying the black magic brought to him finally made his expression change and come back from the intoxicated dream scene.

When he looked at the magic mirror in front of him again, the longing in his eyes had slowly transformed into deep horror and jealousy, this kind of thing, for the allure of people, can simply make people fall into it in an instant.

Taking two steps back slightly uneasily, Ron thought about Snape's hurried just now, as if he was still looking for something on the magic mirror, and a bold conjecture could not help but come to mind.

Late at night, Quirrell's not-so-noticeable professor's door knocked on for the first time.

"Weasley....."

"You'd better call me Ron!"

Professor Quirrell, who had just opened the door, looked at Ron with only one head floating in the air suspiciously, and as soon as he opened his mouth, he attracted a warning from Ron's dissatisfaction.

Without paying attention to the reaction of the guy in front of him, Ron even said what he meant.

"Dark Lord, I should have discovered the Philosopher's Stone. "

At this time, Quirrell, who was reprimanded by a little wizard like this, was originally a little dissatisfied, his face changed abruptly, and Voldemort on his body did not hesitate to order him to leave immediately.

"Impossible, you must be looking for the wrong one, I looked for the basement here before, and there was nothing..."

When Ron came here with Quirrell, before he could finish speaking, Quirrell was stunned on the spot by the Mirror of Eris in front of him.

"How is this possible?! There was no mirror here, eh....."

Without waiting for him to explain, the next moment, Voldemort immediately took over control of his body.

Walking to the familiar mirror in front of him, Voldemort had almost concluded that the Philosopher's Stone was hidden by Dumbledore, otherwise there would be no other possible place at Hogwarts.

But how do you get things out?

Voldemort carefully felt the changes in the magic mirror, and Ron stood quietly on the side, in order to prevent someone from suddenly coming, but he draped the invisibility cloak over himself.

And on Voldemort's side, he gradually became a little helpless, and behaved a little irritable.

Behind the reflection in the mirror, a figure slowly appeared.

"Voldemort, you're in more of a hurry than I thought..."

Dumbledore?!

Not to mention that Ron was shocked, even Voldemort, who was standing in front of the mirror, was physically physical.

"Don't be nervous, this is just a phantom, I think you can see it, if you want the Philosopher's Stone, it's best to calm down and let's talk to each other." "

Voldemort was silent for a moment, narrowing his eyes slightly.

"Tell me what you're going to do, our Mr. Dumbledore. "

Hearing the taunt in Voldemort's words, Dumbledore, who was in the Goblin City at the moment, closed his eyes and contacted the other party, was lifeless.

"Voldemort, how about we work together to eliminate the Silver Lord Romon Kowalski now?"