"Amazing magic," Hoare mused to himself, "No wonder he's one of the founders of Hogwarts."

  This time, the gains were substantial. He o remember eae and develop them thhly ter. With so many good things, it would be a shame not to make them avaible to every household!

  Hoare felt a pang ret!

  "If we go directly to where we want, why don't we just go back to the dormitory?" Ron scratched his red hair.

  "Then you'd be exposed..." Hoare early advised Ron not to reveal himself.

  Everything that happe Hogwarts couldn't be hidden from the headmaster. If they appeared elsewhere, they would surely be questioned, and Ron's bloodline issue would definitely be discovered.

  Sihey o see the headmaster, they naturally couldn't bring Helena along. Hoare first returo the dormitory to leave Helena there, instrug her not to wander around, or else he'd make snake soup out of her at night.

  Although Helena didn't know what snake soup was, she felt it was something terrifying. She nodded pitifully and hid under Hoare's pillow.

  When Hoare turned around, he saw Harry and Ron looking like try bumpkins.

  He had inally told them to wait at the door, but they insisted on ing in to take a look.

  The two of them were both curious and amazed as they examihe Slytherin dormitory. After all, Gryffindor had five people to a room, and every m was a battle.

  Hoare relutly gave them a brief tour of the Slytherin on room before heading straight to the headmaster's office.

  The three of them met with Dumbledore.

  They told Headmaster Dumbledore everything except for matters ing Helena and her master.

  When they mentioned a rge space beh Hogwarts, Dumbledore remained calm. After all, this was Hogwarts, where many unknown things were quite normal.

  But when Harry mentiohe many lifelike and gigantic statues inside, Dumbledore's brow furrowed as if he had thought of something, aood up immediately.

  "Oh, my children, please have some food and wait a moment."

  ---

  The Room of Requirement.

  "I heard from Harry and Ron st time that You-Know-eared at the school," Gee said while brewing potions, chatting with Fred, who was cutting ingredients.

  "How e I didn't hear that?" Fred retorted.

  "I was in a hurry to the bathroom and took a secret passage. Harry and Ron thought no one was around, and I overheard them," Gee tinued.

  "You 't just say things like that," Fred objected. After all, if You-Know-Who really appeared at Hogwarts, they would all be in danger.

  "I heard they eavesdropped on a versatioween the headmaster and Professonagall, but the professor refuted it, saying You-Knoas dead and it couldn't be true," Gee said, putting dowirring rod and adding some ingredients.

  "You see, even Professonagall said it wasn't true," Fred still didn't want to believe it.

  "Oh, e on, Fred, we all know that if Headmaster Dumbledore is certain, then it definitely isn't fake," Gee poured the potion into a gss bottle.

  "You go try it on Scabbers," Gee hahe potion to Fred, remarking, "Henry is really generous, letting us use so many materials freely. He's the most generous Slytherin I've ever met."

  Fred took the potion, grumbling, "Because we paid for it, okay?"

  "Where's Scabbers!? Gee, did you close the cage after your experiment?" Fred called out loudly fee to e over.

  "I closed it, I'm sure it was closed," Gee frowned.

  The two stood in front of a rge all-gss observation box, which was Scabbers' home, but now it was empty.

  ---

  Meanwhile, in the headmaster's office.

  Dumbledore waved his hand and jured three servings of red velvet cake, pg them in front of the three. Hoare's cup looked different in color because it had a lethal amount of honey added.

  He himself went through the firepce to find other professors. Huessed that Dumbledore robably going to check the se.

  Ron and Harry watched Hoare drink that cup of tea with toothache expressions.

  Hoare drank it all in one go and then showed a satisfied smile.

  "My goodness, why do you all like drinking such sweet things? Hoare, too, every time I see him drink tea, my teeth hurt," Ron couldn't help but mutter.

  Harry thought Ron probably missed his brother. Retly, he kept hearing Roion his brother Hoare. Although Harry hadn't met Hoare yet, he had already formed an image of Hoare's appearance, habits, and preferehrough Ron's descriptions.

  To be ho, if he didn't know for sure that Hoare existed, Harry would have thought Ron was talking about Henry.

  "Sweets are the best iion in the world; you don't uand their beauty," Have Ron a disdainful look. Back at home, Ron always looked at him with disdain whee desserts.

  Then Hoare picked up a fork and started tasting the small cakes oable.

  Harry and Ron took a bite and said they didn't like it, asking Hoare to finish them.

  Hoare was more than happy to help, polishing off the three small cakes by himself before Dumbledore, Professonagall, and Professor Suro the office.

  "Headmaster, you go check it out; the entrance is in the girls' bathroom on the sed floor," Harry worried that the headmaster wouldn't believe him.

  "We just went to check," Professonagall spoke up.

  Anything that happe Hogwarts, as long as it wasn't in the Chamber of Secrets, couldn't escape the headmaster's notice.

  Without Hoare and the others saying anything, Dumbledore had already learned from the portraits where they had been.

  They had just followed Dumbledore to the sed-floor bathroom and opehe passage.

  "Do you know how dangerous that was!!!" Professonagall couldn't hold back her anger, frowning at the three in front of her.

  "When something like this happens, why didn't you notify a professor!" Professonagall questioned, "You! You almost..." Professonagall couldn't imagine such a se.

  "I, I thought we could..." Ron raised his hand to answer.

  "Ha, yes, I suppose Mr. William thought the same, didn't he!" Headmaster Snape chimed in sarcastically.

  Hoare almost rolled his eyes. Why did the headmaster have to express his in su infuriating way?

  "I suppose the three youlemen didn't know that below was the basilisk's ir, did they?" Dumbledore's words made the three's scalps tighten.

  The three of them ughed foolishly, resolute in not revealing anything about Helena.

  Hoare was so calm because he khat Headmaster Dumbledore and the professors would never use Legilimen them.

  Legilimency wasn't a friendly spell; repeated use could harm the brain of the person it was used on. It was like forcibly extrag things from someone else's mind.

  Even with Quirrell being so suspicious, Dumbledore never forced Legilimen him.

  How perverse would Dumbledore have to be to forcibly use Legilimen a few eleven-year-olds just because of his suspis?

  As teachers, Dumbledore and Sill had the demeanor of educators, except when Snape was dealing with Harry.

  "How did you get up there?" Dumbledore, of course, knew, but he asked casually.

  After all, Moaning Myrtle had seehree of them squeezing onto a broomstid flying up together.

  Hoare and Harry exged a ghey guessed right; because of the bloodline prote, the teachers coulder the Slytherin room.

  Hoare was secretly delighted. Didn't that mean he could have everything in that room to himself?

  "Summoning Charm," Hoare said, "We summoned a broom and flew up."

  "Oh, my child, that's a clever method," Dumbledore said.

  "Alright, Albus, it's almost diime. Do you want to starve these three little grasshoppers?" Siced Dumbledore had a lot of questions and suggested taking them away.

  Three first-year trolls, what could they possibly ask? Snape was impatient.

  Dumbledore nodded, smiling and agreeing.

  Hoare touched the Philosopher's Stone in his pocket. He had thought about using the Philosopher's Stoo prove his innoce.

  He couldn't mention Helena, so if he handed over the Philosopher's Stone now, wouldn't that tell the professors that he had stolen it?

  Especially from the safest pce, Dumbledore's on room.

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