Harry Potter and the Secret Treasure

"I'm here to listen, Professor."

Hermione repeated the explanation just now, but Quirrell didn't go into it.

His expression was very tense, and one eye was twitching uncontrollably, as if a Gryffindor student suddenly came to listen to the incident itself, which frightened him enough.

After knowing everything and watching it again, Hermione admired Quirrell's superb acting skills very much.

She didn't feel this way back then, thinking that Quirrell was really like this.

Even if I think about it several times later, it is not as clear as it is now.I have to admit that Quirrell's acting ability is really strong.

At this moment, Quirrell continued, "Miss Granger, can, can you please come up and help me complete this, this magic?"

At this moment, everyone in the classroom turned their heads to look at Hermione, staring at her silently.

"No problem," said Hermione, standing up.

Although this unfolding was very strange, and she stepped forward to help demonstrate the magic, but it was a dream, no matter how absurd it was, Hermione would not think there was any problem.

In fact, she doesn't remember what magic Quirrell demonstrated in class. In order to hide his identity as a dark wizard, Quirrell's classes have always been very bad. The main thing is to follow the script and stammer to repeat the contents of the textbook for everyone, magic demonstrations and so on , It never appeared at all!So, what does this Quirrell want her to do?

Hermione came to the podium and asked, "Professor, what magic are we going to demonstrate?"

"The Imperius Curse, Miss Granger."

"The Imperius Curse?!" Hermione was taken aback, her body tensed, and she quickly took a step back, "But that's illegal. The Ministry of Magic forbids the use of the Unforgivable Curse on humans."

"Of course it is, but if you don't practice resisting black magic in class, what are you going to do if you meet a black wizard outside the school?" Quirrell said coldly, without stammering at all, "I'm helping you learn How to defend against the dark arts, you should be honored that I have chosen you. Demonstrations of the dark arts are always popular in my classes."

"We just love black magic."

"Yeah, we're going to learn the Dark Arts, and I think that's pretty cool!"

"Learn black magic to defend."

Below the podium, the students of Slytherin echoed and supported Quirrell's demonstration of the Imperius Curse.Hermione couldn't help but wonder, is it the same in real school classrooms?

Slytherin students never hide their love for the Dark Arts.They have a soft spot for those powerful black magic with amazing damage.Not to mention the Imperius Curse and the Avada Kedavra Curse, some of them are also proficient in using it.There were a lot of students here who couldn't wait to become Death Eaters when Voldemort returned.

However, demonstrating the Imperius Curse in a first grade class is too crazy.

At this point in time, Voldemort has not returned.Hermione didn't want to be the target of a spell, even in a dream.

"Look at what everyone is saying, Miss Granger, everyone supports us to demonstrate this magic. Learning a little more black magic will not do you any harm, it will only make you stronger, so be prepared." Quirrell Said proudly, raised his wand and pointed at Hermione, "The soul is out of the body."

In the next second, a ghastly green spell of light struck Hermione in response.

Chapter 1750 Confession

Hermione dodged, dodging the green light.This made Quirrell very angry, his face was twisted, and his voice was a little harsh.

"How dare you dodge, disobedient students must be punished. I will kill you and maintain classroom order." Quirrell pointed his wand at Hermione again, "Avada Kedavra!"

This guy is crazy, using the Killing Curse on disobedient students, what kind of punishment is this, it's killing people!Even a school run by a dark wizard can't do this kind of thing.

Hermione rolled on the ground, narrowly dodging the Killing Curse, while drawing out her wand to fight back, she shot a stun spell, taking advantage of Quirrell's dodging, Hermione's wand swung quickly, and the tables, chairs and benches on the side rose into the air, He smashed towards Quirrell at a very fast speed.

She knew that she was not Quirrell's opponent, not to mention that Voldemort was behind Quirrell's head, and she had to find... Hermione stopped, and was surprised to see that Quirrell was hit by a table and chair.

He cursed and waved his wand wildly for a while, but nothing happened, and then he was hit by the whizzing away table and chair, and fell hard to the ground, unconscious.

The table and chair fell on him, making a shocking rumbling sound.

Quirrell is this kind of strength?

This is impossible!

"It really is a dream!" Hermione blinked and put down her wand in disbelief.

"My God, you beat Professor Quirrell!" a student shouted.

Hermione turned her head, and it was a Slytherin boy who had never spoken.

What's his name?

Just as she was thinking about this, another boy shouted, "What is the magic you used just now, I've never seen it before!"

"It's amazing, how can your strength be so strong."

"It's even more powerful than Professor Chilow, it's unbelievable."

"Unbelievable, I must be dreaming."

It was in a dream, but it was in my own dream.

Hermione saw all the students gathered around, no one cared about Quirrell who fell unconscious on the ground, and no one cared that Quirrell just used the Unforgivable Curse, they all praised her, including Slytherin's Students included, Hermione had never seen them speak to her in such awe.

It feels pretty good, which is impossible in reality. No matter how good she is in school, the Slytherin students don't care about her. It would be nice not to call her a Mudblood.

Looking at the Slytherin students who kept praising themselves, and even asked her to teach them magic, the sense of disobedience in the Charms classroom came out again, and it was much stronger.

Although in the real world, Hermione didn't think it was meaningful. She didn't want to be praised by the Slytherins. She pushed away the students around her and left the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom .

No one chased it out...

Hermione couldn't stay here, she was going to look for house elves, but she stopped after walking through two corridors, and Aiwen was following her.

"Hey, Hermione, the magic just now is awesome." Ivan said with a smile, "I dare say that even the professors can't use it."

"Ivan..." Hermione had mixed thoughts, looking at Ivan who was walking over.Even knowing that this is not true, she still wants to have a chat with Ai Wen.

"In a few years, your spellcasting level will surpass that of other professors, even better than Dumbledore, and become the strongest wizard." Ivan continued to praise Hermione.

"I'm not that good, you're much better than me." Hermione looked at Ivan deeply, her mood fluctuated more and more, even though she knew she wouldn't get the answer, she still couldn't help asking, "You Will definitely be back, right?"

"Yes, I'll stay with you here, and I won't go anywhere." Ivan said with certainty, and walked up to Hermione with a smile, "You know, I've fallen in love with you since the first time I saw you, It's the kind of uncontrollable liking...stay forever and be my girlfriend, okay?"

This is... a confession? !

Hermione's heart paused for a moment, and she felt as if she was blushing. In the real world, Ai Wen had said similar things, but never so bluntly.Complicated emotions flooded her heart, mixed with surprise and excitement, and some feelings that she couldn't express.

She stared at Ivan, tears flowed down uncontrollably, and choked up, "Promise me, you must come back, I'm waiting for you, I want to hear you say this to me in the real world."

"This is reality, as long as you want, we can stay here forever..."

"No!" Hermione shook her head vigorously and raised her hand to wipe away her tears. "This is just a dream. I want to see you in the real world. When you come back, we will be together forever."

Hermione knew that these words were for herself. Although she was immersed in it for a moment, she soon woke up. This is a dream, not the real world.

Aiwen is not a student of Slytherin, and he is not in Hogwarts. The most important point is, what the hell is this first-year Aiwen? !

Although Hermione feels very kind and fond of Ivan in the first grade, it is really strange for an 11-year-old child to confess to her, even if Hermione is now 11 years old.

If she is really reborn and returns to Hogwarts, she doesn't plan to fall in love in the first year, so much magic knowledge has not been learned, Voldemort has not solved it, and... really want to be reborn in the first year, there are too many things to do .

Of course, Aiwen is also very important, but the relationship must be determined after the fourth grade, not earlier.If Voldemort returns with another rise and the situation worsens, the engagement could be earlier.

……

Glancing at Ivan for the last time, Hermione left resolutely, knowing that she wanted to end this strange dream.When Hermione returned to the hall, the sky had completely dimmed. It was clearly daytime just now, but now it was night in an instant.

Cheerful music echoed in the auditorium, and colorful decorations were everywhere.A thousand bats fluttered across the walls and ceiling, and a thousand more hovered over the table like low black clouds, making the candle flames flicker in the pumpkin belly.

Delicious food is served on golden plates, just like at the beginning of school banquet.When Hermione walked into the Great Hall, it was already packed with students, all happily eating their dishes.

On the rostrum, except for Quirrell, all the other professors were sitting there.Professor Sprout, Professor McGonagall, Professor Flitwick, and that iconic white beard that shimmered... the Dumbledore that Hermione thought she would never see again.

The festive atmosphere is getting stronger and stronger, mobilizing people's emotions.Hermione watched until Parvati and Lavender called her over.

Chapter 1751 Why do you want to follow the plot

Hermione hesitated to sit down at the long table in Gryffindor, not knowing how the next plot would develop. This dream did not shift according to her thoughts. Although she could switch scenes independently, she had no idea how to connect to the family The home of the elves, but no ideas at all.

As she thought about this, the tempting smell of food wafted over, interrupting her train of thought. Looking at the dazzling array of dishes in front of her, Hermione swallowed and couldn't help but take a sip.Immediately, her body trembled uncontrollably, and soon she began to feast with other students.

Like breakfast, the food at the banquet was surprisingly good.The taste of the dishes was far beyond reality, and Hermione was sure she was not delusional.

Whether it is meat such as roast beef, roast chicken, pork chops, lamb chops, sausages, steaks, etc., or vegetarian dishes such as boiled potatoes, baked potatoes, French fries, Yorkshire pudding, etc., or accessories such as gravy, tomato sauce, sweet bean sauce, etc., all dishes The flavors are all much better than reality.

Take roast beef as an example, it has strong aroma, salty and sweet taste.The beef is paired with mushrooms, green peppers, onions, carrots and other side dishes and secret ingredients, which have a unique aroma.The quality of the meat is very high, the soup is dripping and melts in the mouth, and the pleasure that cannot be described in words is quickly transmitted from the taste buds to the whole body, making people feel unprecedented satisfaction.

Hermione couldn't help eating several pieces, and the taste of other dishes was generally the same.

She felt that she had never eaten such delicious food. It was not that the Hogwarts dishes in reality tasted too bad. In fact, the house elves are chefs with high cooking skills. The food they made with their heart It was very delicious, and was unanimously recognized by the whole school. Even the pickiest people would not say that the food at Hogwarts was unpalatable, but the cooking level of the food in front of Hermione was far beyond reality.

Although it is a strange behavior to eat a lot in a dream and evaluate the taste of the food one by one, but Hermione must say that the taste of these dishes is simply a dream.Whoever it is, will be conquered by these delicacies.

As the banquet progressed, the dishes in front of him were constantly changing, and there were no duplicates. Many delicacies that Hermione had never seen before appeared one after another.

Because she didn't feel full, Hermione even had a feeling that as long as she wanted, she could eat like this forever, immersing herself in the delicious food endlessly without getting bored.

However, this is obviously unreasonable.

After eating for a while, a sense of disobedience struck.Hermione began to doubt again, and her rationality told her that this was wrong, she could not continue to sink, she stopped the knife and fork, and kind of knew the worst part of this dream.

This dream always wants her to be addicted to it. Except for the food, all the things related to her are developing in a direction that is beneficial to her, even if such a development is not logical and common sense.

For example, his performance in the Charms class was appreciated and awarded by the professor; he defeated Quirrell in the Defense Against the Dark Arts class, and was praised and recognized by Slytherin students; and Ivan's sudden confession, etc. , it was all very strange, but it was all what Hermione expected.

No, to be precise, it should be a daydream that anyone would expect.

Here, you will become the most anticipated protagonist in the school. You will be praised by teachers, sought after by classmates, and confessed by people you like. Even if the plot is very unreasonable, who would refuse?

These things can only happen in dreams.This dream wanted Hermione to stay here forever, she figured it out, and knew that she had to overcome these temptations... What's going to happen next?

She stopped eating, and looked at Harry next to him trying to eat a potato with skin on, and felt that the plot of the dream would continue to develop, and it was true. The moment Hermione put down the knife and fork, Quirrell Suddenly he rushed into the dining room, his big scarf was tilted on his head, his face was full of horror.

"The troll... is in the basement..."

After he finished speaking, he fell to the floor and passed out.

"This time to challenge the troll?"

Defeat the giant monster alone, and then get the praise of Dumbledore and the admiration of the teachers and students of the whole school.

It sounds good, but Hermione doesn't plan to continue according to the plot arranged for her by the dream. If this continues, she can spend the whole semester here, and she doesn't know how long it will be outside. She can't indulge in this dream, and must find it as soon as possible. Hufflepuff treasure wakes up.

At this time, the restaurant was in chaos.

Professor Dumbledore stood up, he raised his wand high and made several harsh fireworks explosions, and everyone fell silent.

"Prefect, take the students from your college to the dormitory immediately!"

"Wait!" Hermione yelled, interrupting Dumbledore.

There was no sound in the auditorium, and everyone looked at her in surprise, not knowing what Hermione was going to do.

"I know what's going on, all of this is Quirrell's conspiracy." Hermione said loudly, pointing to Quirrell who fainted on the ground, "It was Quirrell who put the troll in the castle, because he wanted to take advantage of it." To steal the Philosopher's Stone. Also, Voldemort's sticking to the back of his head."

She said it in one breath, with an unprecedented refreshment.

Hermione wanted to do this a long time ago, since she knew everything, why did she follow the original plot?

She had to follow her own ideas. For a while, there was no sound in the auditorium, and the fainted Quirrell did not respond.

After revealing Quirrell's identity, the plot couldn't go any further. Just when Hermione thought that this absurd dream should finally end, Quirrell suddenly opened his eyes, stood up from the ground, and let out a scalp-numbing ooze. People laugh.

"Since you've discovered it, there's nothing we can do!" It wasn't Quirrell who spoke, but a strange, icy, bone-chilling voice.

Quirrell smiled grimly, raised his hand and took off the scarf on his head.The large scarf had fallen, and his bare head looked oddly small.Then, slowly, he turned around on the spot.

Where the back of Quirrell's head should have been, there was a face.Even though Hermione has seen Voldemort's return many times, this hideous and terrifying face is still the scariest one she has ever seen. Its color is dead white like chalk, and its red eyes are shining. Below is Two slender nostrils like snakes.

"Prepare for death," whispered Voldemort.The sound was not loud, but everyone present could hear it clearly.

Quirrell's body twisted, and he waved his wand in a strange posture.A green light flashed, and Quirrell Voldemort directly killed a student with the Avada Kedavra Curse, taking his life.

It was as if a certain switch had been turned on. Until then, there was a deafening exclamation in the auditorium. The students panicked and fled in all directions, forming a mess and screaming constantly.

Chapter 1752 Hermione the Savior

"Die!" Voldemort's shrill voice resounded throughout the auditorium.

The breath of death flourishes!

The tip of Quirrell's wand shot out one frightening green light after another at an extremely fast speed, hitting the fleeing students and mercilessly taking their lives.

Familiar faces fell in front of her. Hermione never thought that so many people would die, even in a dream, but everything in front of her was too real.

The breath of death, which was as substantial as it was, oppressed her almost to the point of being out of breath.

She repeatedly told herself that these were all fake, but it was still difficult to remain indifferent. The whole scene was really horrible, and her body was shaking uncontrollably.