At night, the four Harrys quietly came to the Gryffindor common room, and met Neville who mustered up the courage to stop the four from violating school rules. In desperation, Hermione used a full-body restraint spell to control Neville.

Then he led the three of them out of the Gryffindor common room.

On the way to the fourth floor, they also met Peeves. Fortunately, Harry pretended to be Bloody Barrow and talked to scare him away.

In just a few minutes, the four of them arrived outside the corridor on the fourth floor.

Harry looked at the door and felt a thump in his heart.

The door has been opened a crack. Obviously, they are late.

"It seems that the villain has passed Lu Wei, we have to speed up and try to stop him before he takes away the magic stone!"

Harry said anxiously.

The four of them also quickened their pace, and Harry pushed the door open.

This door was also really old. When Harry pushed it open, it kept making a creaking noise. The noise actually woke up the three-headed dog Luwei.

"The harp is coming!"

Irina saw a harp at Lu Wei's feet. She quickly waved her wand and cast a flying spell to summon the harp into her hand.

Irina plays the harp quickly. Although her musical skills are not very strong, at least it can be regarded as music.

As the melodious sound of the piano sounded, Lu Wei's eyelids drooped downwards, his body swayed, and then he plopped down on the floor again and fell into a deep sleep.

Although Lu Wei fell asleep, Irina did not stop playing the piano. She used her eyes to signal the three of them to enter the trap door quickly.

Harry looked at the bottomless hole inside the trap door. He was a little scared, but he didn't have time to think too much and jumped in with his eyes closed.

Ron and Hermione followed closely behind.

While playing the harp, Irina came to the trap door and narrated. She dropped the harp and jumped into it. Lu Wei woke up outside the trap door, but with its huge body, it could not chase the four people, so it had to stay outside.

Incompetent and furious.

At this moment, another figure appeared at the door of this room.

"Has it started yet? Oh, how can a bug that lives in the gutter all day deserve to tarnish the master's work..."

Linn walked slowly towards the trap door.

Dozens of alchemical floating cannons have appeared around him, floating around. The golden luster shining on these alchemical floating cannons indicates that they have completed charging.

The three-headed dog Luwei in the room noticed Linn's presence, and it roared and wanted to tear Linn, the intruder, into pieces.

Seeing this, Linn waved his right hand holding the wand, and a purple beam of light burst out, instantly sending the huge three-headed dog flying several meters.

Lu Wei's body fell heavily to the ground and passed out.

Linn let go of his left hand. In the palm of his metal glove, a magic crystal used to store magic power lost its original luster and dimmed.

This glove is a temporary piece of equipment he refined. It can serve as a bridge between Linn and outside magic products, absorbing the magic power of the magic crystal for his own use.

Although Lin En made this according to the template of the Infinity Gauntlet, its function is very simple and simple. Apart from absorbing external energy to supply Lin En, it has no effect, and it cannot even be equipped with a power crystal to increase Lin En's power.

Lin En understood that Voldemort would never hold back when he faced him directly, so he had to increase the power of his spell, and borrowing the energy of foreign objects was a good way.

Although it is said that only one's own strength is his own, there is an old saying that a gentleman is born with nothing different, and he is good and fake!

The reason why Lin En was able to knock away the three-headed dog Lu Wei and make him unconscious was because he borrowed the magic power of the magic crystal in his hand.

Linn casually discarded the magic crystal that had exhausted its magic power, then cast a layer of illusion on himself and the surrounding alchemical floating cannons, and headed towards the trap door.

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Meanwhile, in the last room.

Quirrell broke through the flames and walked into this room.

Not far from him, there was a tall mirror, which was the Mirror of Erised!

"This mirror is the key to finding the Sorcerer's Stone..." Quirrell said to himself, "Only Dumbledore can come up with such a thing..."

Quirrell turned his attention to the Mirror of Erised, and in the scene presented by the Mirror of Erised, he saw the Philosopher's Stone.

"I saw the Philosopher's Stone, and I'm dedicating it to my master! But where is it?!"

Looking at the Mirror of Erised, Quirrell was a little confused.

At this time, Voldemort on the back of Quirrell's head spoke: "This is an alchemical product. Maybe the magic stone is in it. Otherwise, there will be nothing else in this room!"

"Master," Quirrell said respectfully, "then how should we get it?"

Voldemort thought for a while and said: "Perhaps you need to express your desire for the Sorcerer's Stone to it before it will give it to you!"

Quirrell nodded and looked at the Mirror of Erised again.

"I need the magic stone. I want to dedicate it to my master and bring my master back to life!"

Quirrell stared intently at himself holding the Philosopher's Stone in the Mirror of Erised, mumbling something.

At this moment, Quirrell found himself in the Mirror of Erised smiling, and took out a bright red stone from his pocket, which was the Philosopher's Stone, and then put it back into his pocket.
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At the same time, Quirrell felt that something heavy had really fallen into his pocket!

Quirrell looked surprised and quickly reached out his hand to take out the heavy thing from his pocket.

However, the appearance of this thing was beyond Quirrell's expectation.

This is a round pineapple-shaped thing. A part on the top seems to have been removed and is smoking...

"Master, this doesn't seem to be a magic stone..."

Quirrell played with the round pineapple-shaped thing in confusion and said to Voldemort on the back of his head.

Perceiving the weak and familiar magic power fluctuations brought by the alchemical circle coming from this round pineapple-shaped thing, Voldemort felt that he was going crazy.

"Trash, you have been cheated! Throw it away quickly! Immediately! Immediately!"

Voldemort roared crazily, and his anger made Quirrell feel that his head was about to explode with pain.

Quirrell did not hesitate and immediately threw the round pineapple-shaped thing in his hand.

However, as soon as the Mk2 grenade was released, a violent explosion occurred.

The familiar air waves swept over the Mk2 grenade fragments and destroyed Quirrell's body. If Quirrell had not been a wizard with extremely strong magic power to nourish his body, otherwise as an ordinary person, he would have been less than a mile away.

Faced with the explosion of a Mk2 grenade, or the explosion of a Mk2 grenade enchanted by an alchemical circle, I am afraid that I will be killed in an instant!

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