Hermione in the Gryffindor common room was stunned.

Harry and Ron both wanted to go to the fourth floor to stop Snape.

As she listened, she actually had the urge to give them a stun spell.

No, she can't do this.

"Listen, Snape is not You-Know-Who!"

"How do you know?" Ron pouted, "He is mysterious and doesn't seem like a good person."

Although Harry said nothing, the expression on his face expressed the same meaning.

"You can't believe first impressions."

Hermione looked a little worried, "He may not be a good person, but he can never be a mysterious person!"

"Why do you want to defend him?" Ron was already a little unhappy, "Whether Snape is or not, we can find out if we go together."

Harry was still insisting on his idea, "Otherwise, we'll call Vincent over.

His fighting skills are so good, we can just distract Snape-"

"No!" Hermione immediately rejected this plan, "You can't go to the fourth floor anyway."

Ron started to get a little angry, "Why?

We can’t go together, and we can’t go either. Are you being too lenient?”

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, he regretted them.

Harry's face was full of apology, "I'm sorry, Ron, that's not what he meant, he just-"

"I'm fine!" Hermione finally understood why Vincent wanted to stay away from others.

Just about being selected for the Quidditch team, she was sure that Harry had told Ron about it.

What they have to deal with is Quirrell who can escape under Snape's nose, not the timid Defense Against the Dark Arts professor.

To follow or not to follow?

Although Harry is a bit self-righteous, he is still willing to listen to other people's opinions.

Ron is very impulsive and always acts based on subjective impressions.

If they went to the fourth floor, they would definitely not be able to pass the three-headed dog level.

"I won't tell others, and I won't go there with you."

Hermione made her choice.

Harry felt very guilty, "If we are in danger, we will come back as soon as possible."

"Let's go." Ron's eyes were a little dodgey, and he got into the big hole leading to the outside of the dormitory.

…

…

Corridor outside the principal's office.

Vincent's little face was burning hot.

"Brother, you seem to have said something wrong~"

George smiled and hugged him, "Oh, although Hermione used to be nosy, it's obviously very different now~"

"I'm not a god." Vincent pretended to look at the map, "Professor Dumbledore made a mistake too."

"The human heart -" Fred shook his head and sighed.

The twins always seem to like playing pranks, but that doesn't mean they are really pure-minded.

Vincent and Dumbledore plotted against each other in order to let Harry grow.

But the price behind this is the personal safety of students.

You can't say it's right or you can't say it's wrong.

"I really don't want to grow up." George waved to Hermione in the distance.

She was a little confused, "Don't you want to grow up?"

"Yeah, I don't want to grow up." Both Cedric and Rove felt the same way.

"It's not like this happens every day." Vincent spread his hand and pointed to the name of Two-Face on the map.

"When we expose Quirrell, we can return to normal campus life."

"That's right!" the twins cheered up again.

Rolf's depression was swept away, "No wonder Professor Dumbledore chose you."

Cedric vowed: "You should choose Hufflepuff when sorting."

Hermione put her little head to the map in confusion, "Actually, I think there is nothing wrong with growing up.

I hope similar things won’t happen again in the future.”

Although Vincent was unsure, his expression was extremely determined, "It will definitely not happen."

"Here comes Quirrell."

The two-faced man slipped away quietly under the noses of the professors.

When Luofu saw one of the many names in the auditorium, his eyes suddenly widened in shock.

"He actually dared to use the Imperius Curse on Anna!"

"Anna?" Cedric saw the name in front of Dumbledore.

"She was placed in the Forbidden Forest by my grandfather." Luo Fe clenched his knuckles with his big fists until they turned white. "She is the descendant of the last pair of horned beasts living in America."

Vincent frowned tightly as he recalled some bad memories.

The horned beast's skin is hard enough to withstand spells, and it has always been hunted by wizards.

If there were any damage to this place in the Forbidden Forest, Mr. Newt would probably lose his temper no matter how good-tempered he was.

"Professor Dumbledore is really hopeless."

The six people nodded with deep sympathy, and then looked at each other in tacit understanding.

"You still want to pretend?"

"No need, we are reporting with real names this time."

"By the way, can this big guy hide himself with the Disguise Charm?"

"Let's try it."

…

…

Quirrell climbed the stairs very quickly.

In less than five minutes, he had arrived on the eighth floor where the entrance to the principal's office was.

But when he saw the gargoyle, he also discovered two very conspicuous red marks in the corridor.

This "×" probably means a trap.

"Quirinas, don't waste time-"

Quirrell lifted his foot over the mark and stepped on the floor behind it.

"Click——" A weak mechanical trigger sound sounded.

This touch,

This height,

You have obviously stepped into a trap!

Based on his many years of experience teaching Muggle Studies, the invisible object that his right foot is stepping on is most likely a mine that will explode if released.

"Master, is there anyone around here?"

"That little mudblood did it—"

Quirrell quickly took out his wand from his pocket.

The entire corridor was quiet, without any movement.

He confidently pointed his wand at his right foot.

There is magic, but what happens if you step on a landmine?

"Bang——"

As soon as the alder wand was aimed, a bright yellow bullet was shot out.

He was so immortal that he actually got hit by the stick.
To be continued...