Chapter 121 Stealing the Scepter

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It was a brown squirrel, and Quirrell squatted halfway talking to it, and then the squirrel instantly turned into a seven or eight-year-old blond boy.

"What are they talking about, I'm so anxious." Sean hid behind the pillar and peeked at Quirrell.

In the first few days, Peeves was very interested in following Quirrell with Sean, but after a week, Peeves got tired of it, and he no longer helped Sean, and Sean went out at night alone in the following days.

Sean didn't dare to get close to Quirrell, and Adam, who had turned into a human form, took all the candies from Quirrell. The conversation between the two lasted less than half a minute, and Adam disappeared in place.

Quirrell seemed to have got the answer he wanted, and quickly left the corridor. Sean suddenly became entangled, not knowing whether to chase Quirrell or Adam.

In the eyes of magic, Adam also exudes white light, even though he is invisible.

After Quirrell left, Sean chased after him. The Magic Eye could no longer find Adam, and the name of Quirrell on the Marauder's Map was walking towards the third floor.

"Go back to your room?" Sean watched Quirrell return to his bedroom on the third floor.

Adam was lost, and Quirrell didn't make any further moves. Sean had no choice but to go back to the dormitory. He lay on the bed and stared at the Marauder's Map, staying up all night.

In Quirrell's bedroom, he was talking to Voldemort on the back of his head.

"Master, we already know the whereabouts of Haierbo's scepter, but according to what he said before, we can't get it out, we need a helper."

"Helbo said that the boy who took out the scepter last semester, I think it should be Sean Grylls, let him come this time too?"

"Harry Potter, let this brave boy take out the scepter for us." Voldemort said in a low and hoarse voice.

The next morning, Sean, who stayed up all night, couldn't make it to breakfast time. Fortunately, he didn't have to go to class, so he slept until eleven o'clock. If it wasn't for Jerry's pressure on him to make him breathless, he could still sleep .

In the auditorium, Chris saw Sean who came over for lunch and said, "I didn't come to eat breakfast, even if I didn't have to go to class, I never saw you sleep in before."

"Insomnia has become more and more serious recently, and I really can't sleep at night." Sean continued to use the excuse of insomnia.

"You really should drink sleeping potion, no, it must be, I remember there is one in the school doctor's office,

I'll have to watch you drink it tonight. "Chris said seriously.

"Okay, okay." Sean said helplessly.

After lunch, Sean got up and left the auditorium, but was stopped by the three of Harry before he went out.

"Sean, you must know something, right? The room at the corner on the third floor protects Nicolas May's Philosopher's Stone, right?"

The trio learned about Nicolas from Hagner yesterday, and quickly speculated on the Philosopher's Stone.

"How do you know?" Sean asked pretending to be puzzled.

"It was Hagrid's slip of the tongue, and we found out ourselves," said Harry. "We suspect that Snape wanted to steal the Philosopher's Stone."

"Don't guess, Professor Snape is protecting the Philosopher's Stone." Sean said.

The three looked at each other in blank disbelief. Judging from what they saw and analyzed, Snape was the most suspicious.

In the first session of Potions class in the afternoon, Sean also arrived in the classroom on time, and Snape asked the students below if someone went to the storage room to steal his materials.

The students shook their heads like rattles, denying it one after another, Cassius whispered to Sean.

"Professor Snape's storage room is often stolen, and this happens every time it is stolen, making us seem like suspects."

Sean smiled sheepishly, "That's right, I don't have any trust at all."

In fact, Sean stole Snape's materials in the first grade.

The next day, in Defense Against the Dark Arts class, Quirrell rarely asked Harry a difficult question, but Harry didn't answer, and Quirrell said with a face of embarrassment.

"Harry, you may need detention tonight to copy this question 50 times."

Ron looked at Harry helplessly, and Harry nodded helplessly.

After dinner, Harry was copying the textbooks in the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom, while Quirrell nervously corrected the students' homework. An hour later, Harry finished copying fifty times.

"Professor, I'm done." Harry handed over the notebook.

Quirrell took the notebook, and then pushed a glass of water on the table to Harry, "Thirsty? Drink some water."

Harry also happened to be a little thirsty, so he picked up his water glass and took a thirsty sip.

Quirrell flipped through Harry's notebook absently and said, "I'll check it out. If there's no problem, you can go back."

"Okay, Professor."

Suddenly, Harry felt a little drowsy, his head was dizzy, and his eyes were slack, Quirrell said quickly.

"Harry Potter, in the room at the corner of the library, there is a mirror called the Mirror of Erised, and there is a golden scepter hidden in it, which can help the mysterious man come back to life, and Snape is going to steal him, you To help Quirrell stop Snape."

Harry nodded in a daze, and Quirrell clapped his hands when he saw this, and then his acting skills went wild.

"Harry, Snape wants to steal the golden scepter for the mysterious man." Quirrell said in a panic.

"Professor, we have to stop Snape." Harry stood up, feeling a sense of justice.

"Yes, we have to stop him," Quirrell agreed.

The two went straight from the third floor to the room at the corner of the library on the fifth floor. It was just after eight o'clock, and there were still a few students coming in and out of the library.

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People will inevitably be seen by one or two students.

But Quirrell had no choice, even being seen was better than being suspected after the curfew and Harry hadn't returned to the dormitory.

Quirrell pushed open the wooden door, and there was already a man in black robe standing inside. Looking at his back, Harry recognized that it was Snape.

"Snape," Quirrell called. "We won't let you succeed."

Snape looked back in response, then turned and ran towards the two of them, past Quirrell and out through the wooden door.

"Harry, go and take out the scepter. Remember to stand in front of the mirror, and you can get it. I'll go after him. The scepter is no longer safe." Quirrell left a word and chased him out.

Harry nervously walked to the realm of Eris. This mirror can reflect the current desire of the person in front of the mirror, and what Harry wants now is to protect the golden scepter.

Harry in the mirror held the scepter in both hands, and the next second the scepter appeared in his real hand.

"Good job, Harry." Suddenly Quirrell appeared behind him, holding a mop for cleaning in his hand, and Spoony just used this mop to transform into him.

"Professor, I got the scepter," said Harry.

"Give it to me, and forget everything that happened tonight." Quirrell raised his wand and cast a spell on Harry, "Forget everything."

Harry was terrified, but the light of the spell had already shot at him. A second later, Harry looked at Quirrell suspiciously and asked.

"Professor, why are we here? Shouldn't I be staying in class to copy textbooks?"

"Yes, don't you remember? After copying the textbook, I said to take you to see an interesting thing, that is, the realm of Eris, which can embody what people most desire." Quirrell said.

"Is that so? I don't remember." Harry said as he walked to the Land of Eris, and he and his parents appeared in the mirror.

"Professor, I saw my parents." Harry turned around happily and said, but Quirrell had already left with the scepter.

Quirrell did not leave overnight with the scepter, the scepter only agreed to Haierbo's conditions, and what he wanted was the Philosopher's Stone, and he had to wait until he got the Philosopher's Stone before leaving.

But Snape was watching him very closely now, it would take some time to get through seven levels to get the Philosopher's Stone, and he had to choose a day when Dumbledore was not at school.

Quirrell knows what the first six levels are, and Dumbledore designed the last level himself. He only knows that the Philosopher's Stone is there, but he doesn't know what the test is.

In the first level, Hagrid's three-headed dog, Quirrell already knew how to deal with the three-headed dog from Hai Erbo.

The second level is Professor Sprout's devil's net, the third level is Professor McGonagall's real wizard chess, the fourth level is Professor Flitwick's flying key, the fifth level is the giant monster set by Quirrell himself, and the sixth level is Sneaky. Pu's potion test.

These levels are a piece of cake for Quirrell, who was a top student at Ravenclave when he was studying. In fact, these levels were not originally used to test him.

Harry stayed in front of the Mirror of Erised until almost curfew before returning to the dormitory, and Ron asked when he saw that he had come back so late.

"Professor Quirrell kept you so late? I thought he'd let you back soon."

"No, it's not that he stayed late, it's that I saw something." Harry said in a depressed mood.

Under Ron's questioning, Harry told Ron about the Land of Eris on the fifth floor.

Dumbledore didn't know what happened tonight, and neither did Sean. This sudden change was all because of Adam.

A while before the curfew, Sean was stared at by Chris in the common room and drank the extremely nasty sleeping potion. He fell asleep within a minute after returning to the dormitory.

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