Harry Potter’s Strongest Senior

Chapter 127 Thunder and Lightning Transformation Night

The restless Sean returned to the dormitory under the comfort of Professor McGonagall. Cassius and Graham were still sitting on the sofa in the common room. Seeing that Sean came back alone, he asked.

"Where is Chris, why haven't you come back yet?"

Sean adjusted his expression, trying to make himself look normal, "Mr. Crouch sent someone to pick her up."

"It's late at night? What's the rush?" Cassius asked curiously.

"I'm not sure, there are more things about the big family." Sean replied absent-mindedly.

Cassius and Graham looked at each other, "Sean is a bit weird, not the same as usual, do you think so?"

Graham looked at Sean's back and nodded and said, "Well, he usually looks very confident, but he's a little out of shape now."

Sean ignored the two people's arguments, and went upstairs and entered the house. Usually, Jerry would pounce on him and bite him when he entered the door, but today, Jerry walked slowly to Sean, wagging his tail.

Maolizi is very human, and Jerry also felt Sean's depressed mood. He poked his head and rubbed against Sean's arm, as if to comfort Sean.

Sean touched Jerry's head and said helplessly, "Even as a time traveler, I can't change anything. Am I a failure too much?"

Jerry could understand human speech, but he didn't understand the meaning of this sentence. It let out a soft cry, and he didn't know whether it was affirmation or denial.

Sean really suffered from insomnia that night, and Dumbledore was already sitting in his seat in the auditorium the next day.

Sean was eager to come forward and tell him about Chris, but Dumbledore winked at him, motioning him to sit down and finish breakfast first.

How could Sean have such a thought, he swallowed a few mouthfuls and even finished eating, but Dumbledore didn't take a few mouthfuls. The two got up, and Sean followed Dumbledore to the principal's office.

Then came in Snape and Professor McGonagall, and Dumbledore handed a letter to Professor McGonagall.

"It came from the owl post this morning," said Dumbledore.

Professor McGonagall probably guessed who sent it. She opened the envelope and took out a piece of paper with only a few words written on it.

"At 10 o'clock on December 20th, Trafalgar Square, replace with the Philosopher's Stone." Professor McGonagall read out.

Sean knows that square, which is a famous square in London. It is located in the center of the city and is a famous scenic spot with a lot of traffic every day.

"It's simply a terrorist," Sean said.

In fact, Voldemort is a terrorist in the magical world. He creates panic and suppresses those who oppose him by violent means.

"It's a square with many Muggles, and it's not convenient for us to expose it," Dumbledore said.

"Professor, do you really not need to ask the Ministry of Magic for help?" Professor McGonagall said worriedly.

Dumbledore shook his head, and said solemnly, "The British magic community cannot bear the fear brought about by the two demon kings."

That's right, just one Voldemort has already made British wizards terrified, and with the addition of Hai Erbo, it's hard to imagine what kind of panic situation will arise at that time.

"Professor, do you already have a plan?" Sean asked.

"Yes." Dumbledore looked at the three of them and said, "I discussed with my friend Nicole May and I am going to hand over the Philosopher's Stone."

"What?" Sean asked in surprise.

Snape and Professor McGonagall were equally surprised. Could it be that they compromised with Voldemort?

"The Sorcerer's Stone will be given to him, but it's not true." Dumbledore looked at the puzzled expressions of the three, and continued, "Before Nicole May finished the finished product, he did countless experiments. I'm a near finished product.

"

"Defective product?" Sean didn't know there was such a thing.

"Yes, it is a defective product, but Voldemort can't see it, and no one can see it except the maker." Dumbledore said.

If it is a defective product of the Philosopher's Stone provided by Nicolas, it should be possible to distinguish the real one from the real one.

"Tomorrow, the defective Philosopher's Stone will be sent to Hogwarts," said Dumbledore. "Also, due to Quirrell's escape, the position of professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts is vacant. I have already contacted Professor Morissey and asked him to come back to take the class."

Sean was a little surprised. Dumbledore actually found Mollysay to come back to take over. Mollysay went to the United States at the end of June. It is said that after arriving in the United States, the relationship between him and Kellyen has developed rapidly, and now the relationship between lovers has been confirmed. .

Let the man in love come back to take over as a substitute, Dumbledore also did it.

On the professor's seat in the auditorium that night, Qi Luo's seat suddenly changed. This surprised the freshmen of the first grade, and the students of other grades were also surprised.

"Who is that man? Why is he sitting in Professor Quirrell's seat?" Ron said, looking at Morissey with his head turned.

"I just heard that he was the professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts last year. He left his job and went to the United States because of a relationship." The well-informed Hermione said.

Harry said, "He seems more reliable than Professor Professor Lowe."

"I heard from the seniors that Morissey's class is much more interesting than Quirrell's," Hermione said.

"Why did he come back again, and he didn't see Professor Quirrell, did Defense Against the Dark Arts change the professor?" Harry asked puzzled.

Hermione shook her head, and the senior students didn't know the reason, just like Cassius at the Slytherin table, they were full of curiosity about the returned Molisse.

"Sean, do you know why Professor Molisse came back?"

Sean nodded and said, "I heard from Professor Snape that Professor Quirrell had to leave the school for a period of time due to personal affairs, and Dumbledore called back Professor Molisse to take over."

"Really? That's great. Professor Molisse's class is more interesting than the dry Quirrell. Chris must be very happy to see that the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor has changed." Cassius Said.

"Yeah." Sean said, looking at where Chris usually sat.

Dumbledore once again welcomed Molise, who had returned to the school, and informed the students that since Professor Quirrell resigned due to personal reasons, Molise will take the rest of the Defense Against the Dark Arts class this school year.

The dinner is not over yet, and the night sky outside has begun to rain in autumn. This is the first time it rains in the past half month, and there may be thunder at night.

Sean has been waiting for thunder since dinner time. The rain has gradually increased, but the thunder has not hit. When Sean goes to bed, he still can only hear the sound of wind and rain whistling outside the window.

At 12:30 in the middle of the night, Sean waited and fell asleep without knowing it. Suddenly, it was bright as day outside the window. It was lightning that pierced the night sky, and then a thunderclap woke Sean up from his sleep.

Sean woke up instantly. He ran to the burning fireplace in the common room in his pajamas. After entering Merlin's secret room, Sean found that the Animagus auxiliary potion in the crystal bottle had turned blood red.

Sean pointed the tip of his wand to his heart and said, "Amado, Animo, Animado, Animagus."

At this moment, he could feel another rhythm at the position of his heart, like his second heart.

Sean opened the cork and looked at the blood-red viscous liquid at the bottom of the bottle. An unpleasant smell rose up. Sean frowned, raised his neck and poured it down his throat.

"I heard that transformation for the first time will be very painful. It's really painful." Sean half-kneeled on the ground at once, and the cotton pajamas absorbed the cold sweat and began to get heavier.

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