Chapter 211 This Wizard Is Obviously Weak but Too Reckless
Chapter 211 This Wizard Is Obviously Weak but Too Reckless
Chapter 211 This Wizard Is Obviously Weak but Too Reckless
Fifteen hundred cycles, more than four years.
If you include the first cycle, William has spent almost seven years, and he has been at Hogwarts for almost nine years.
You know, Professor Snape has only taught in this school for 12 years.
William has become the longest-serving student at Hogwarts, breaking and continuing to hold many records.
Of course, if there is internet and a mobile phone, William will be fine for another four years... He thinks that Hogwarts should be reformed, and when he becomes the headmaster, he will have to set up a network cable no matter what.
This is called being in line with international standards.
In this time loop, William really learned a lot, whether it was ancient runes or alchemy, he had made great progress.
He had a lot of fun and was tired, so he decided to leave.
Another morning, William woke up from his sleep. After getting dressed, he walked towards the Gryffindor lounge.
William would ask George to play for him, wait in the Gryffindor common room for Harry to show up, and follow him to the restricted area.
"Pig nose!" William said the command.
The Fat Lady looked at William and muttered, "Why are you a Ravenclaw student in the Gryffindor common room?"
"Because I like Gryffindor, our college has only one door knocker, and lacks an elegant lady like you..."
The fat lady smiled coquettishly, lost her eyebrows, and opened the door cheerfully.
"It would be nice if all the Gryffindor students were as sweet-mouthed as you, they are too rude to be gentlemen at all."
William laughed and said, "I'm not sweet-talking, I'm telling the truth. Haven't you heard my nickname of 'Iron Teeth Don't Trade for Gold, Honest and Reliable Mr.'?"
The Fat Lady winked again, thinking about whether to apply for a permanent residency in Ravenclaw.
William got into the hole.
As long as there is a secret order, the fat lady will open the door, but every time students from other colleges enter, she will make things difficult.
William knew how to get the fat lady to open the door in the shortest time without questioning him.
All you have to do is praise the fat lady out of conscience, but you can't praise her for her beautiful singing.
William said so once, and the other party pestered him for half an hour.
The twins were still sleeping when William entered their dormitory.
Although Fred and George look exactly the same, they sleep in completely different positions.
There are a lot of alchemy items on George's bed, and various orders are placed everywhere.
There wasn't that much clutter in Fred's bed, he was sprawled in his sleeping position with his underpants half off.
Of course, you can also say that it is half-clothed.
Although the posture is the same, the two state words, one representing before and the other representing after, are completely different in nature.
Sniff is also sleeping. It only shows a tail and two hind paws, and most of its head is tucked into Fred's underwear.
The truth is hot eyes.
William woke up the two of them and told his story again.
They would definitely be willing to help William play the game, and George went happily.
When William was ready, he stayed in the Gryffindor lounge, waiting for Harry to come out.
He needed to understand why Harry had suddenly gone to the restricted area on the fourth floor.
After about 10 minutes, Hermione followed their roommates out, and then left the lounge to go to the auditorium for dinner
After about half an hour, Harry and Ron came out of the dormitory.
William had already cast the Disillusionment Curse, and hurriedly followed behind the two of them.
William was walking down the corridor, glancing towards a corner where Malfoy was standing, looking at Harry distraught.
"Who do you think will win?" Ron asked after leaving Gryffindor Tower.
"It's hard to say, Ravenclaw's players are not good, but William's strength is too strong.
And Qiu, her strength is not bad.Ravenclaw has a great chance. "Harry analyzed it from a professional perspective.
"Yeah, I really hope Ravenclaw can teach Slytherin a lesson..."
Ron hesitated for a moment, then asked again: "Harry, I will try out for Quidditch next year, what do you think?"
Harry scratched his hair. He didn't want to say anything to hurt his friend, but with Ron's skills, there was no hope of watching the drinking fountains from the sidelines.
The Gryffindor players are all on the rise. Although they will not win the championship to a large extent this year, even the captain Wood is mentally prepared, but as long as they work together well, the future can be expected.
The best thing about Ron is being a goalkeeper, but his condition is bad from time to time. Captain Wood is also a goalkeeper. He is only in the fifth grade... Ron is hopeless.
Seeing Harry's expression, Ron sighed.
"Oh, well, I know... I can't be the starter, but as a substitute, our team needs a few substitutes, right? Even if it's just waving the towel on the field..."
Before Ron finished speaking, he suddenly felt cold behind him. This feeling should be a ghost.
"Who's behind me, Nearly Headless Nick again?"
He turned his head and was startled, it was Quirrell!
William raised his eyebrows, but he also ignored Quirrell.
Quirrell floated in front of Harry, stared at him, and said in a trembling voice: "Harry, go to the restricted area on the fourth floor... The Dark Lord... wants to steal the Philosopher's Stone during the game... I stopped him before and was killed It's time... Hurry up, or it will be too late..."
After Quirrell finished speaking, he floated towards the sky.
Harry thought about something wistfully.
Ron looked at him and said in disbelief: "Harry, don't you believe Quirrell's nonsense?"
"Don't forget, during the Quidditch match, he cast a jinx on your broom, trying to kill you!"
"But what if what Quirrell said is true?" Harry said seriously, "That's the Philosopher's Stone, and Voldemort will be resurrected..."
Ron shuddered, but still resolutely objected: "Quirrell is dead in the restricted area, Harry, you don't think we can pass through the checkpoint and stop the mysterious man, do you?"
"We can go to Professor Dumbledore first," Harry suggested.
But the two couldn't find Dumbledore. William knew that the headmaster had received a letter in the morning, a letter from the Ministry of Magic.
This letter was of course forged, just to distract Dumbledore away.
After that, Harry and Ron met Professor McGonagall again, but McGonagall reprimanded her, and she went to watch the game herself.
No way, Harry and Ron could only go to the game too.
On the field, looking at the two teams in the sky, Harry finally couldn't bear it anymore.
"I'm going to stop Voldemort." Harry's face was pale, but his eyes were bright.
"You're crazy!" said Ron. "You can't do that!"
"You'll be expelled! Professor McGonagall warned you." Hermione persuaded.
"So what?" said Harry angrily. "Don't you understand? If Voldemort got the Sorcerer's Stone, he'd regain his powers!
I want to stop him! "
Harry persuaded Ron and Hermione, and the three quietly left the Gryffindor auditorium and went directly to the restricted area on the fourth floor.
Looking at the backs of the three of them, William was a little speechless.
No wonder Harry died.
This wizard is obviously weak, but he is too reckless.
Is this what Dumbledore was up to?He was building Harry's courage? !
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(Thanks to "Hellcat" and "Wind Spirit Fifteen" for their rewards)
(End of this chapter)
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