The day of the duel at Hogwarts

Sitting down in front of the long Slytherin table in the auditorium, Sean let out a breath, picked up the knife and fork and started eating. He spent an entire afternoon writing the paper, which was less than one finger in length. It took a lot of brain power. Cell is like taking a potion club class, and now Sean is really hungry.

Blaise looked at Sean across from him, shook his head helplessly, and said, "I have seen what it is like to be more tired after the exam than before."

"I can't help it. The one the dean asked me to write... uh..." As soon as he finished speaking, Sean choked on something in his mouth. He knocked on his chest several times and took another big gulp of pumpkin. Juice, then swallowed the thing, then exhaled, and continued: "The paper the dean asked me to write is very important and the requirements are very high. If I want to finish it as soon as possible, I have to spend a lot of time and be busy. .”

"Speaking of which, can the paper that the dean asked you to write really be published in "The Golden Crucible"?"

"I'm not sure, but it should be somewhat possible."

There was a look of reverence on Blaise's face, half for the journal "Golden Crucible" and half for Sean, a good brother.

Seeing Blaise's expression, Sean grinned and said in disgust: "Don't make that expression to me. It's really disgusting. I still want to eat."

"This is the Golden Crucible, a journal with the highest level of potion science. My mother subscribes to the journal every month. My good brother is actually able to publish articles in the Golden Crucible!"

Shaking his head and laughing, Sean said: "Can you be more normal? It's not necessarily possible that this will happen. Maybe my writing is not good, and maybe they don't log in at all. Your sigh is a little too early."

"I just think that you, like me, are only in the first grade, but you have already begun to come into contact with this level. It really surprises me."

"As I said, it was just a coincidence."

Hehe smiled, and Blaise didn't say anything else, but the smile on his face that made Sean feel a little disgusting never faded. Sean could have eaten a whole roast chicken, but now he only ate it. I couldn't eat most of them.

After having a late lunch, Sean originally wanted to go outside to relax and breathe fresh air. However, when he came to the small garden outside Hogwarts, he happened to see Snape threatening Harry. .

Sean didn't know whether his headmaster wanted to use threats to make Harry retreat, thereby protecting Harry's safety and preventing him from getting involved in Quirrell's incident, or whether he simply wanted to threaten Harry to satisfy himself. The bad taste, and the way to let it go, maybe a little bit of both.

The dean's attitude towards Harry was really contradictory.

On the one hand, he never had a good face, and cynicism, verbal abuse, and violence were commonplace, but on the other hand, he was willing to pay any price for Harry's safety, even his own life.

Thinking of this, Sean couldn't help but sigh. No matter what, his dean really didn't say anything to him. No matter what, he didn't want to watch the dean die at Nagini's mouth again and suffer all his life. , it is better to let the dean of his family die peacefully.

Sean looked at the three Harrys who lowered their heads and left the small garden and returned to Hogwarts Castle. He knew that, if nothing unexpected happened, tonight would be the time for them to go out and protect the Sorcerer's Stone. Sean was determined in his heart. He stopped observing Harry and the others, and walked straight towards his dean.

"Professor, I have written more than half of the paper. I will probably give it to you for review tomorrow or the day after tomorrow."

"Be careful. I don't want to see a paper that is fast but full of errors."

"No problem, don't worry."

Without further conversation, Snape dragged his billowing robes away.

Sean watched Snape leave, walked around outside for two more times, relaxed for a while, then returned to the library where there were almost no people there, and continued to write his paper.

After dinner, Sean returned to his room and closed the door on the pretext that he was tired, pretending to sleep.

After adding some snake food to Kulkan who was still sleeping, Sean put on a set of light clothes and soft-soled sneakers, and put a potion bag filled with nine potions on his lower waist. , then he cast the Disguise Charm and left the common room, heading towards the room on the fourth floor where Lu Wei was detained.

Along the way, Sean didn't meet anyone.

After dinner, most students will choose to chat and have fun in the common room, so there are very few people outside. As for ghosts and the like, they are not wandering in the corridors now. The only ones they may encounter are probably Peeves, but this guy has a bone-deep fear of Slytherin's ghost, Bloody Baron, so he rarely provokes Slytherin students throughout the year, so Sean is not afraid of Peeves.

Going straight to the corridor on the right side of the fourth floor, looking at the door that had been opened a crack, Sean could clearly hear the huge multiple gasps coming from inside, as well as a very dull roar. It was obvious that the door was open at this time. The three-headed dog at the back, Lu Wei, is awake.

Fortunately I was prepared.

Taking out a music box from his body, Sean carefully pushed the open music box through the crack in the door. When he heard heavy breathing and vague snores coming from inside, Sean pinched the wand. Opening the door, looking at the sleeping Lu Wei, he walked straight to the trap door, opened it and jumped out.

As soon as his feet softened, Sean knew that he had fallen into the devil's net. Before the devil's net could stretch out its vines to wrap around Sean, light burst out from Sean's wand, which immediately caused the devil's net to retreat outwards, allowing Sean to go straight. Fall down.

Using the levitation spell to slow down his fall, Sean used the light source on his wand to look at the burned devil's net vines scattered on the ground, as well as several footprints of different sizes. He immediately knew that Harry and the others had arrived. pass.

Hurry up, hurry up, I thought I came very early, but did I come late?

Just hope it's not too late.

Otherwise, it doesn't matter if the plan is in vain. It would be a pity if the great opportunity to collect Voldemort's wool is lost.

With this thought in mind, Sean hurried forward.

Seeing the winged key inserted in the door and door lock, Sean waved his wand to resist the attacks of other keys. He reached out to open the door and walked straight in. When he came to a large wizard chess board, Sean saw the Ron, he immediately walked up, checked, and made sure there was nothing serious before continuing to walk in through the passage.

Before taking two steps, Sean saw Harry and Hermione who were just about to pass through the troll's room and enter the potions room!