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Chapter 163 "Astronomical Price" Offers a Reward (Second Update, Please Subscribe)

The night was dark, but the Gryffindor common room was still reveling.

To celebrate their first win, Fred and George disappeared for two hours, returning with bottles of Butterbeer, fizzy pumpkin juice, and large bags of Honeydukes sweets.

The pair also invited William, Cedric and Cho.

Of course, William and the others would not refuse this kind of eating and drinking.

"So Hagrid mentioned the name 'Nicole Flamel'?"

Sitting in the corner of the Gryffindor lounge, William held a cup of black tea and took a sip.

"Yes, Hagrid also said it was an agreement between Professor Dumbledore and Nicolas." Harry replied.

"Besides, Hagrid and I went to the vault to help Dumbledore get something that day, and Gringotts was stolen."

William rubbed his eyebrows, he basically understood the whole incident.

Judging from the existing information: Nicole gave something to Dumbledore, and Dumbledore kept it in the vault.

After Hagrid took it away, the black robe wizard went to snatch it, and William and the others happened to meet it.

After that, Dumbledore set up a checkpoint and prepared to hide that thing in it.

So the black robe wizard is Quirrell?
But Quirrell is not such a powerful dark wizard.

In other words, if he really had the strength that night at Gringotts, Dumbledore would not have allowed him to stay in the school.

William faced the black robe directly, knowing the terrifying strength of the other party.

Could it be that... Quirrell was controlled by the black robe with the Imperius Curse, or he was under the control of the black robe?

It's all possible.

"Who is Nicole Flamel? You still haven't told us." Ron asked.

Harry also looked at William curiously, trying not to focus on Cho who was next to Diggory.

William looked at Hermione strangely, "You didn't tell them?"

Both Harry and Ron looked at Hermione.

Hermione blushed and argued, "Mr. Flamel told me not to tell anyone about him before he left."

Harry and Ron stared wide-eyed: "Do you know Nicole Flamel?"

"Of course we do." Cedric was playing cards with Qiu, he turned around and said with a smile: "William and Mr. Flamel have been communicating for several months!"

"Well, we're sort of...pen pals," William explained.

The term pen pal is inaccurate, and the teacher-student relationship is considered appropriate. The other party taught William a lot of knowledge about alchemy.

But in order to avoid trouble, William must not say.

Not to mention the Gringotts matter, at least not to Harry and Ron, who promised Fudge to keep it a secret.

In fact, William only told Cedric, Cho, and the twins about the incident at Gringotts, all of whom were close friends of his and would not let it out.

As for Hermione, she is a person who has experienced it, and she already knew it.

"I have a book introducing Nicolas in the dormitory, I'll go and show it to you." Hermione hurried away.

Sitting in front of William and the others, Ron always felt uncomfortable, and after a while he hurriedly dragged Harry to fetch some drinks.

Harry cast a longing glance at Cho before leaving.

Hermione ran out of the dormitory, saw Harry and Ron who were eating snacks, walked over, quickly flipped through a page of the thick book in her hand, and handed it to the two.

The two were dumbfounded after reading it. Nicolas May's resume was terrible.

"It must be Flamel's Philosopher's Stone! I bet Flamel asked Dumbledore to keep it for him, because they were friends and he knew someone was working on the Philosopher's Stone.

That's why he moved the Philosopher's Stone out of Gringotts. said Harry.

"A stone can turn into gold and make you immortal. No wonder Quirrell is also thinking about it. Anyone will want it!" Ron envied.

"If I got the Philosopher's Stone, I'd buy my own Quidditch team."

"By the way, Hermione, how did you know Nicolas?" Harry asked puzzled.

"During the summer vacation, William... fell ill, and he came to visit William." Hermione explained vaguely.

Nico also confessed that he could not tell anyone about Gringotts.

"By the way, I can ask Mr. Flamel if the thing lent to Professor Dumbledore is the Philosopher's Stone." Hermione said suddenly.

"What, can you contact Flamel?" Harry and Ron looked at each other.

"I can't get in touch, only William can, but..." Hermione smiled sweetly: "But Mr. Flamel invited the two of us to attend his 660 fifth birthday party on Christmas."

"What?" Ron's envious eyes were about to burst into flames.

He also wants to go!
Not far away, William told Cedric and Qiu his conjecture.

Cedric asked in a low voice, "Could it be the Philosopher's Stone?"

William shook his head: "It's hard to say, Mr. LeMay has too many good things, who knows what it will be?"

"But no matter what it is, I'm more curious about another thing now."

"what's up?"

"What the hell is hiding under Quirrell's scarf?"

Quirrell has been wearing a scarf around his head. He thought it was a quirk before, but now it seems to be hiding something.

You know, he was not willing to take off the scarf even if his body was on fire.

"That's easy." Cedric said with a smirk. "We can issue a reward at the school."

"That's right." William immediately understood, and he also smiled: "Just offer a reward for what is under Professor Quirrell's scarf."

"It's not easy for the students to attack the professor." Qiu raised his eyebrows and asked, "How much reward do you plan to offer?"

"Just fifty Galleons." William thought for a while.

"This price will drive many students crazy!"

A sneeze!

In the Defense Against the Dark Arts office, Professor Quirrell tightened his robe, he felt like he had a cold

"Damn Snape, he poured cold water on me." Quirrell cursed wildly in his heart.

But it didn't matter if he sneezed, the "hot man" on the back of his head suddenly felt his face being pulled, and the injury became more serious.

"Fool!" The shrill voice sounded, and Quirrell began to tremble.

"Give me the scalding potion!" the shrill voice ordered.

Quirrell lifted the potion on the table and handed it to the back of his head.

Where the back of Quirrell's head should have been, there was a face, dead white as chalk, with glowing red eyes and two nostrils slender as snakes.

The most frightening thing was that there were countless erythema and bubbles on that face, all of which were burnt.

The man opened his mouth and took a big gulp, before he could swallow it, he spit it out immediately, and said sharply:
"What is added to this potion? Why does it taste so...disgusting?"

Kilo shivered.

This is the potion he asked for from Pomfrey, why would something strange be added?
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(End of this chapter)