Alvin had the urge to blow up the school at this time.
What's the matter, I fought with Voldemort after a lot of hard work, and the Philosopher's Stone I finally got is a fake.
Dumbledore is a fool!
Just when Alvin complained about Dumbledore fiercely.
A burst of loud singing could appease people's hearts and bring endless courage.
Along with the singing, Dumbledore and his Phoenix Fawkes appeared at the door.
Alvin rolled his eyes.
You came just in time, Dumbledore.
"Alvin!"
Hermione's urgent voice came, and she jumped into Alvin's arms and cried.
Seeing how the little witch was crying, Alvin was still very moved although he was not injured.
He comforted Hermione softly, saying that he was safe and sound. Voldemort or something is just a sticker.
Hermione raised her head stubbornly and looked at Alvin.
"Promise me, don't take such risks in the future, okay?"
Looking at the serious look of the little witch, and the strong friendship in his eyes, Alvin's inner softness was severely touched.
Leaning down, he gently kissed Hermione, conveying his feelings to her.
Hermione, although shy, was very cooperative.
For a long time, the lips are divided.
Alvin thought silently in his heart, it's not my scum, but Cupid who helped him shoot arrows out of Runaans's hurricane.
After defending himself a little, Alvin quickly put his guilt on Cho behind him.
Dumbledore, who was on the side, did not bother and watched the scene in front of him with a smile.
Knowing that the two were separated, he was the only one who spoke.
"Young is good. When I see you, I think of me when I was young..."
As he spoke, he recalled the past.
Didn't you fight with Grindelwald when you were young? There's no such thing as a little witch!
Alvin's heart was full of malice.
Seeing Alvin not answering, Dumbledore was not embarrassed. Glancing at the Philosopher's Stone in his hand, he looked at Quirrell on the ground.
He stepped forward and checked Quirrell's condition.
Quirrell had turned into a mummified corpse now and was too old to look like. Dumbledore knew in his heart that this was Voldemort's magic.
Looking around at the surrounding environment, the intensity of this battle may be far beyond his imagination.
Hermione's eyes followed Dumbledore's actions. Alvin hurriedly covered the little witch's eyes. Don't let her see this disgusting scene.
Ron and Harry next to them were miserable and had already started retching.
Seeing the little wizards like this, Dumbledore knew that this was not the place to talk.
"Okay, let's go to my office and talk, there are some things I need to ask Harry and Mr. Gaunt."
...
In the headmaster's room, Hermione and Ron had left, leaving only Harry and Alvin sitting opposite Dumbledore.
"Want something to eat?"
Looking at the two little wizards in front of him, Dumbledore asked.
Harry was a little reserved and didn't say anything, but Alvin was welcome.
He had just come out of the Room of Requirement when Hermione pulled him away, and he had only eaten a little dessert for most of the day. his stomach was already empty.
"A Roast chicken, and an Onion soup."
"Oh, by the way, give me another Beef patty."
Listening to what Alvin said, Dumbledore was silent.
This kid doesn't treat himself as an outsider.
Still, he waved his wand and summoned what Alvin had ordered.
...
Seeing Alvin eating in big chunks, Harry next to him swallowed silently.
Seeing Alvin eating so deliciously, he, who was not very hungry at first, also felt a little hungry.
But it was too late, Dumbledore had already spoken.
"So Harry, can you tell me how you found out about Quirrell's plot?"
Immediately, Harry talked about what happened, and he also said that he had misunderstood Snape to be a conspirator.
Dumbledore heard this and explained to Harry the grievances between Snape and his father.
At this time, Harry finally realized why Snape was targeting him so much.
This wave, this wave is the father's debt to the son.
But he still felt that Snape was not a good person.
In the end, Harry finished talking about today's events and scratched his head a little embarrassedly.
"It was Alvin today that we were able to successfully protect the Philosopher's Stone."
Harry said that he is just a spectator.
"Needless to say, Harry, when you know someone is going to snatch the Philosopher's Stone, you dare to stop it. This is already a qualified Gryffindor's performance."
Dumbledore praised.
This is his favorite cub, how can he not encourage it?
After Harry heard it, although he was still a little embarrassed, he was also deeply encouraged.
After talking about Harry, Dumbledore looked at Alvin who was still gobbling down.
The expression on his face paused. Why hasn't this kid finished eating yet?
"Harry, you go back first, and I'll talk to Mr. Gaunt about the rest."
"Oh well!"
Harry nodded quickly, glanced at Alvin who was still eating and walked out of the headmaster's room.
...
Finally, Alvin finished eating and wiped his mouth with the handkerchief he had conjured.
When Dumbledore saw that Alvin had finished eating, he swiped his wand and the table was immediately cleaned.
"Looks like you're eating well, Gaunt."
"Principal, your meal here is much better than ours."
Alvin responded with a smile.
"Yes, as the principal, it's not too much for me to have an elf who is better at cooking, right?"
After finishing speaking, he winked mischievously at Alvin, acting like an old urchin.
After listening, Alvin can only say, is this a privilege?
After two jokes, the two finally got to the point.
"Mr. Gaunt, you did a great job today, thank you for fighting off Voldemort to protect the Philosopher's Stone."
"So, can you give me back the Philosopher's Stone in your pocket? After all, it's Nico's stuff."