I am the third son prophesied by Harry Potter

Harry swallowed a mouthful of spit – what to say?

It’s really a bit difficult.

“It’s a secret.” As soon as the words came out, he immediately wished he hadn’t said that.

Because Professor McGonagall was angry, it seemed that her long nose was going to breathe fire again. The wings of her nose were flapping.

“Professor Dumbledore left ten minutes ago.” She said coldly, “He received an urgent new construction from the Ministry of Magic from the owl and immediately flew to London.” ”

“He’s gone?” Harry said anxiously, “At this time? ”

He remembered that the owl he had seen by the lake just now should be the same one that had just delivered the letter to Dumbledore.

“Professor Dumbledore is a very amazing wizard, with every opportunity and precious time-”

“But this matter is very important.” Harry interrupted Professor McGonagall.

“Is what you’re talking about more important than the Ministry, Harry?”

“Well,” Harry said, throwing his caution out of the clouds, “Professor—it’s about the Philosopher’s Stone—”

Professor McGonagall didn’t expect this to happen anyway. The book in her arms fell to the ground with a bang, and she didn’t pick it up.

“How do you know…” she stammered.

“Professor, I think—I know—Sney—someone is trying to steal the Philosopher’s Stone. I have to talk to Professor Dumbledore. He almost said Snape.

Professor McGonagall looked at Harry with a mixture of astonishment and doubt.

“Professor Dumbledore will be back tomorrow.” She finally said, “I don’t know how you found out about the Philosopher’s Stone, but rest assured, no one can steal it, it is closely protected and foolproof.” ”

“But the Professor—”

“Potter, I know what I’m talking about.” She said impatiently, bending down to pick up the book on the ground, “I suggest you go outside and bask in the sun.” ”

But they didn’t.

“Just tonight,” Harry said quickly as he was sure Professor McGonagall was too far away to hear, “Snape will be going through the trapdoor tonight.” He got everything he needed, and now he tricked Professor Dumbledore out of school. The letter was probably from him, and I dare say the Ministry would have been shocked to see Dumbledore suddenly appear. ”

“But what can we have—”

Hermione took a sharp breath of cold air.

Harry and Ron turned around.

Snape stood there.

“Good afternoon.” His black robe was a little dusty, as if he had just cleaned something.

They stared at him blankly.

“You shouldn’t stay in the house in such weather.” He said, his face muscular twisting into a quirky smile.

“We were just in—” Harry said, not knowing what he was going to say.

“You need to be careful,” Snape said, “and if you wander around like this, people will think you’re trying to do something bad.” Gryffindor can’t afford to lose points, can it? ”

Harry blushed.

They turned and walked outside, but Snape called them back again.

“Mind you, Potter—if you wander around in the middle of the night, I’m going to fire you myself.” Have a nice day. ”

He strode in the direction of the faculty lounge.

As soon as the three reached the stone steps outside, Harry turned to look at Ron and Hermione.

“Well, we have to do this now,” he whispered eagerly, “a man in charge of keeping an eye on Snape—wait outside the staff lounge, and if he comes out, follow him.” Hermione, this is best done by you. ”

“Why me?” Hermione was puzzled.

“Then you need to say,” Ron said, “you can pretend to wait for Professor Flitwick.” He pretended to be a very shrill female voice, “Oh, Professor Frey, I’m so worried, I think I may have chosen the wrong B for the fourteenth question…”

“Bah, shut up.” Hermione said, but she agreed to keep an eye on Snape.

“It’s better for the two of us to stay outside the corridor on the fourth floor.” Harry said to Ron, “Let’s go. ”

So, the two went to the corridor on the fourth floor.

And Hermione waited directly outside the staff lounge.

In the Potions classroom.

Eugene exhaled, because the crucible had melted.

Then, then, he has to add other substances.

So he added a few more pieces of powder made of stone and put it in the crucible.

After stirring well, the next step came – he took out the unicorn blood collected from the grass and leaves that day and sucked it through a straw.

Then add three drops to the crucible.

The crucible immediately became hot and boiling.

Eugene didn’t know what was going on, because it was now beyond what he understood chemistry.

In the previous life, the legendary alchemy could not be realized at all.

But now this is the wizarding world, and there are some things that really can’t be explained clearly by the science of the past life.

After intense boiling, the solution in the crucible gradually became mild.

Eugene estimated that the unicorn’s blood had fused into the liquid, and turned off the fire.

The solution in the crucible is introduced into a mold prepared in advance.

Next, the solution is waiting for the solution to cool in the mold, then solidify, and then form.

Just as Eugene was about to pack up his tools, the door to the Potions classroom was suddenly pushed open.

Could it be that Snape is back?

Eugene looked back and saw that it was Hermione?

“Eugene?” Hermione was a little surprised, but she didn’t expect it to be Eugene.

She was just guarding outside the staff lounge, but it wasn’t long before Snape came out.

He asked Hermione what she was doing there.

Hermione had to follow her previous plan, and she said she was waiting for Flitwick.

As a result, Snape went to help her call Flitwick.

She spoke to Flitwick in two words and looked back to find that Snape had disappeared.

Hermione tried to find Snape when she came to the outside of the Potions classroom, where she heard what seemed to be movement inside.

She thought Snape was inside, so she pushed the door open.

Unexpectedly, it was not Snape inside, but Eugene.

“What are you doing here?” Hermione looked at the glassware in front of Eugene’s desk, “Are you doing a chemistry experiment?” ”

“Sort of.”

Hermione still walked over curiously and noticed that something wasn’t quite right, as she noticed that there was unused unicorn blood on the table.

“You’re alchemy!” She had seen alchemy in books.

Some of the instruments on the table, glassware, have been introduced.

I also remembered the days when I was reviewing in the library, and Eugene was reading books on alchemy.

“Well—yes—I was just alchemy.” Eugene knew that he couldn’t fool Hermione.

Hermione swore that if it weren’t for the urgency of the Philosopher’s Stone right now, she would definitely have a good conversation with Eugene.

“Why did you come to the Potions classroom?” Eugene asked, he didn’t want to talk to Hermione about alchemy for the time being.