From this point of view, Quirrell had long planned to expose everything after the Quidditch game. Otherwise, Voldemort, who was parasitic behind his head, would not be temporarily removed.

How did he know that I was suspicious of the turban? Wang Yao turned his head slightly, noticed that his face was gloomy and cold, and his eyes were staring at him in a daze, and suddenly realized.

It seems that Quirrell didn't know, but just did it for Snape who was suspicious.

But Wang Yao couldn't understand why he targeted himself. After thinking about it, he could only put the possibility on the monster.

The monster was either Quirrell or put in, and they must have control methods. In other words, the monster was simply recovered by Voldemort. He knocked the monster out of his own, and even broke his arm. Voldemort, who planned to be destroyed, could not let him go easily.

The only suspicion is that even if Quirrell successfully frames himself, it will be difficult for him to remain unattended like before.

Qiluo's suspicion was cleared. Seeing the suspicion coming one after another, Wang Yao suddenly laughed out loud.

"I'm very puzzled. Voldemort is so chasing, just dealing with me, an ordinary freshman?"

Qiluo snorted coldly: "Are you still stubborn?"

Wang Yao stopped talking nonsense with him and turned to look at Dumbledore: "Dean, what are you going to do?"

Although the question was casual, the muscles of the body were tightened, and the shocking power was wandering under the delicate skin. Wang Yao was waiting for Dumbledore to say the result. If he was temporarily detained, it would be as they wished. Anyway, after Harry eliminated Voldemort, he could return to reality. If he killed him on the spot...

Wang Yao secretly calculated the distance between himself and Quirrell. There was no need to deal with those professors, just solve Quirrell in time.

"I have a judgment." Dumbledore walked forward, wearing a dark purple robe covered with silver stars, his long silver-white hair and a beard as long as his waist, and his sharp and bright blue eyes seemed to see through anyone's thoughts.

He showed a smile that only Wang Yao could see, looked around and coughed lightly, "Mr. Wang Yao temporarily pressed into Azkaban. Before the investigation was clear, the black magic defense class was temporarily handed over to Professor Snape." The loud voice resounded, as if to prevent Wang Yao from escaping. Dumbledore took out his magic wand with his left hand, without chanting a spell, but just waved it. The milky white light merged into Wang Yao's body, and countless green vines broke out from the ground, firmly surrounding Wang Yao's siege and restrained Wang Yao.

In the sky, a cloud floated by, blocking the sprinkled sunlight.

Azkaban!

Wang Yao's face turned cold, and anger flashed through his eyes, and it was about to burst out. However, in the professors behind him, Snape kept shaking his head at him.

What's the meaning?

Just a moment of silence, the vines as thick as fingers were tied up layer by layer, completely cutting off the possibility of Wang Yao breaking free.

His eyes penetrated the gap between the tree roots. Seeing Snape's relief look, he raised his face and returned to his expressionless cold man. Wang Yao was inexplicably surprised, but he gave up his plan to break free.

He chose to believe Snape for the time being.

"Professor Dumbledore, are you too harsh in doing this? At present, Mr. Wang Yao is only suspicious and has not been found out. And he saved Miss Granger three days ago. Mr. Porter will not agree with your ideas, nor will I!" Professor McGonagall, who has always been stereotyped, stood up from the professor and questioned like a cannon.

"This is my decision, Professor McGonagall." Dumbledore glanced at her with a slanted eyes and said seriously: "If you have any opinions, you can go to the board of directors. I will not change my decision. Snape, contact the people from the Magic Law Enforcement Department and let them take Wang Yao away."

"You..." Professor McGonagall wanted to say something else, but Wang Yao could no longer hear it. He was cast by Dumbledore with a soundproof spell, and he could only see Professor McGonagall quarreling loudly. He tried to shout, but no one heard it. It seemed that soundproofing was two-way.

Wang Yao was wondering why they had to soundproof their conversation. It was impossible for so many professors to talk about too confidential topics. Or... what should I stop me from saying?

Things became more and more confusing. Wang Yao only felt that the road ahead disappeared, leaving only a thick fog that could not be wafted away.

I made a big mistake and believed in the plot too much. Wang Yao sighed secretly. Yes, who would have thought that Voldemort was so suspicious?

"I'm going to save him!"

"Bring me with you."

Harry couldn't hear what was saying below, but he could see countless vines breaking out of the ground and besieging Wang Yao. He stepped onto the magic broom in his heart. Hermione agreed with a crisp voice and ran to Harry with her skirt.

"You two little guys, be honest." Hagrid grabbed the collars of the two, lifted one with one hand, and said helplessly.

"Professor Dumbledore trapped Wang Yao!" Harry struggled hard and slapped Hagrid's thick arm.

"You have to believe Dumbledore." Hager shrugged: "Believe it like me, he will not harm Wang Yao."

"Can……"

...

A few minutes later, the debate seemed to have a result. Professor McGonagall left far away, and before leaving, he looked back at Wang Yao with heartache.

The professors dispersed, leaving only Kiro, Dumbledore and the trapped Wang Yao. After more than ten minutes, a magic carpet flew from a distance, and a middle-aged black wizard in black robe and a wide wizard hat stood on it, with a kind smile.

"Hello Mr. Dumbledore, Kingsley Shackle, Office of Magical Law Enforcement."

"Long time no see, Kingsley."

Kingsley Shackle, who is both the Order of the Phoenix and Dumbledore, how could he come...

From Wang Yao's perspective, they said something silently, and then Kingsley took out his magic wand and pointed at Wang Yao from a distance and chanted the spell. In an instant, Wang Yao's eyes turned black and fainted.

Only fifty meters away, Hagrid, of giant blood, could clearly see their every move. Even though he had no reason to trust Dumbledore, Hagrid was still confused by his behavior.

"I'm too stupid. I asked Albus. Even if he told me, I wouldn't understand. But he couldn't harm Wang Yao, otherwise he wouldn't give the disguised potion...ah"

Hagrid glanced at the three little guys, but they didn't pay attention.

Wang Yao was taken away. Under the eyes of President Dumbledore and Professor Quirrell, under the eyes of Harry Hermione Ron, and Hagrid, Wang Yao, who was unconscious, floated on the magic carpet and was taken away by the people from the Magic Law Enforcement Division.

Haeger comforted him, the three little guys chose to calm down for the time being. But their occasional exchange of eyes gave Haeger a headache. There was no doubt that these three people would never give up.

...

That night, at the auditorium dinner, Dumbledore announced a news to all teachers and students in the school.

Wang Yao, 11 years old, a first-year student in Hogwarts Gryffindor. He entered the cold waters of the North Sea, Azkaban. Conspiracy: Death Eater.

Suddenly, there were noises on the first four long tables under the auditorium, and most of the students looked at Quirrell, who was on the first professor's seat.

The odor-emitting gray linen turban reappeared on top of Quille's head, and he also became the same character as before, timid, stuttering, and twitching from time to time. It also made people connect with Quidditch's image after the game.
Chapter completed!