Chapter 88 Don't Let Me Down

After returning to the hut to clean up the test bench messed up by Draco and the others, he pulled out a super long list and slapped this cute roommate fiercely, and Anton got a sum of money perfectly.

Although his small treasury was already filled by Mr. Rozier.

But this is different.

Anton had to take care of the twins' emotions, and took out too many gold coins for no reason, and the Weasley Cabin became his completely, and the twin brothers became wage earners.

This will only sour their relationship and is not a wise move.

He doesn't have much desire for money, but pays more attention to the relationship between these two cousins ​​who can talk.

Draco's money was a good addition to Weasley Cottage, and the twins could finally enter research with more abundant conditions.

To be exact, it was the research of three people.

Anton can always open up new paths and propose solutions that others have not thought of when researching into problems.

The twins seemed to see the same kind, "We are indeed brothers!"

So under the leadership of these two cousins, Anton also began to get in touch with a brand new field-the art of making magic items.

Look, it's not bad to have such two brothers, right?

Oh, sometimes he has to take care of the mood of his little cousin, Ron.

"She was just like this, waving her wand, her feathers fluttering gently, and she looked at me with a proud face." Ron was obviously in a bad mood, and took a sip of juice angrily, "No wonder everyone can't stand her. "

Anton picked up the fried chicken leg on the long table, dipped it in tomato sauce, and took a bite, the heat came out of the crispy skin.

"So, you made her angry again?"

"What's another?" Ron's eyes widened.

Harry sat next to him, obviously worried, "I just saw her cry, maybe we shouldn't say that about her."

"So what!" Ron hesitated for a moment, a little uneasy, but still insisted, "She must have noticed, she doesn't have any friends!"

"Hmm~~" Anton took another bite of the fried chicken leg. I have to say that the cooking skills of the house elves in Hogwarts are absolutely top-notch, delicious!

He gently put the chicken leg bones on the plate, picked up a paper towel and wiped his hands, "You are wrong, she has friends."

Ron and Harry both looked over.

"Damn it, I've never seen it!" Ron's eyes widened.

Harry thought for a moment, then nodded vigorously in agreement.

Anton looked at them helplessly, "It's just you two, but now the boat of your friendship has capsized, she really has no friends."

"..." Ron and Harry looked at each other.

"I'm going to class now. Charms class is in the afternoon. I happen to have a lot of questions I want to ask. See you at the banquet tonight."

Today is the day before Halloween.

There will be a Hallowe'en dinner in the evening, and the restaurant is full of colorful decorations.

Jack-o'-lanterns float above what appears to be a roofless restaurant.

The food is richer than usual, and the presentation is more beautiful.

Then Professor Quirrell ran in in a panic and said to Dumbledore, "The troll...is in the dungeon...thought you should know."

Paji.

Weakly fainted to the ground.

The troll is not an ordinary thing. It is strange that Professor Quirrell really found a random garbage thing to prevaricate Dumbledore's task of protecting the Philosopher's Stone.

According to the classification of the Ministry of Magic, trolls belong to the XXXX level of dangerous magical animals. At the same level, Dumbledore's phoenix phoenix, Newt's bird snake, the centaur in the Forbidden Forest, and ordinary wizards can't see it. The invisible beast (the old monkey in Fantastic Beasts 2), Griffin and so on.

Thick skin and rough flesh, strong resistance to spells, and great lethality!

It was introduced in the first grade of the Fantastic Beasts course, and everyone knew the horror of this thing.

Suddenly, all the students screamed in panic and ran around.

"Everyone, be quiet!"

The majestic and thick voice sounded in everyone's ears.

Dumbledore looked at everyone seriously, "Prefect, immediately lead the students of your college to the dormitory!"

After giving an order, he took the professors to search in the castle.

Snape stared at all this, turned his head and left through the back door.

Harry Potter stared closely at Snape's back, and finally turned to Ron to tell Ron that Hermione didn't know about the troll, and the two brave Gryffindors set off to find their friends.

Everything is like a silent drama.

It unfolded in front of Anton in a superficial way.

There was no disturbance in his heart.

troll?

This kind of magical animal can really make Ron knock out with a stick of the Levitation Charm, that's really a ghost.

Replace it with a griffin or phoenix of the same level, let Ron take a look?

If it weren't for Dumbledore behind this, Anton would have eaten his own brain on the spot!

"Hehe~"

"good luck!"

He walked out with the crowd.

At this moment, a voice with an elegant tone sounded beside his ears.

"You are cold-blooded."

"!!!" Anton seemed to be under a petrification spell, and slowly turned around, looking at Professor Quirrell.

Your role in the restaurant is over, right?

At this time, you should hurry to find the Sorcerer's Stone, and then come back as soon as possible to put on a show.

Why are you chatting with me?

"I like it very much." Professor Quirrell twitched his mouth slightly. He didn't know when he climbed to the chair by the long table and sat down, staring at Anton with cold and mocking eyes.

Snapped.

His hand rested lightly on Anton's shoulder.

"Quirrell is an idiot, I need someone who is smart and astute to help him, my dear student, you will definitely do it?" Quirrell looked at Anton and licked the corner of his mouth.

"But the principal just asked us to go back to the dormitory." The obedient little wizard was obviously very afraid of the principal.

Professor Quirrell stared at him, squeezed the hand on his shoulder lightly, "Don't let me down."

Well, old V, you win.

Professor Quirrell returned to that timid and panic-stricken look, and was a little surprised to see himself grabbing Anton's shoulder.

sigh.

Anton helped Professor Quirrell up, "I'll take you back to the office."

"Great." Quirrell nodded.

Until he was out of sight of the crowd, Professor Quirrell drew out his wand and waved it lightly. Anton could feel a wind wind around him.

Simple walking becomes much faster.

Professor Quirrell looked at Anton deeply, "Let's hurry up."

Head up the castle stairs first.

Anton squinted his eyes and looked at Quirrell's back. He actually had a plan all along. If Voldemort attacked him, with his insight into the fine-tuning of the soul, maybe he could try to lock Voldemort completely in Quirrell's body.

This idea has been itching in his mind for a long time.

just now...

He touched the charm bracelet on his wrist and pursed his lips.

They quickly came to the corridor on the fourth floor.

Quirrell clenched his wand nervously, glanced at Anton who was hiding far away at the corner, and curled his lips. The master also said that this little wizard would be useful, hehe, he is not just a coward!

He, Quirinus Quirrell, will have the Philosopher's Stone tonight!

He will resurrect the Dark Lord tonight!

He is the biggest hero!

With yearning for a better life, he forcefully opened the door where the Philosopher's Stone was stored.

"Shenfeng Wuying!"

A spell quickly shot over from another corner!