That way, Voldemort's problem could be solved, and Dumbledore would also gain valuable experimental data.
It would prove that the magic of love within Harry was indeed Voldemort's nemesis.
As long as this protective magic remained, Voldemort couldn't harm Harry.
The fundamental purpose of the first part of the original story, aside from training Harry and the trio, was precisely this.
"Professor Quirrell? Why?" McGonagall frowned slightly. "Ivan, why do you think Quirrell is suspicious?"
As soon as the words left her mouth, McGonagall seemed to realize something and asked, "Did you see it?"
The "see" here naturally referred not to seeing with his own eyes, but to a prophecy.
Ivan must have discovered the mastermind through a vision!
"Yes."
Ivan did not predict Quirrell's plan, but he was now almost 100% sure that it was Quirrell's doing.
Even if it wasn't Quirrell, there was definitely something wrong with him, and it was always a good idea to catch him.
So, Ivan admitted to the result of the prophecy without hesitation.
"Okay."
McGonagall believed Ivan. "But for such a significant matter, I think it still needs to be decided by Professor Dumbledore."
"That's right."
Ivan did not refuse. "I trust Headmaster Dumbledore."
Soon after, the two found Dumbledore, along with other heads of houses, including Snape.
Dumbledore had not returned to the headmaster's office but chose to gather in the hall.
The old headmaster looked very upset, and Snape said, "Quirrell obviously has a problem. I saw him heading to the fourth floor."
"But we have no concrete evidence, Severus."
Dumbledore was very angry because someone had broken the rules of the game.
As the most powerful white wizard in the world, he found it difficult to accept that someone would dare to covet Hogwarts.
However, Dumbledore and the dark wizards had always maintained a tacit understanding.
You can come in and cause trouble.
But everything has a limit, and that limit is that you can't hurt the children!
In the original book, Voldemort acted secretly to avoid a head-on confrontation with Dumbledore.
Ivan didn't know what had gone wrong with Voldemort this time, but he dared to challenge Dumbledore's authority so openly.
He sent out four trolls at once, targeting the young wizards.
Clearly, this had crossed Dumbledore's bottom line.
(A/N: In the book, Voldemort's intention was to distract everyone by letting out a troll, it just happened that Hermione was in the bathroom. This time he indeed targeted the children's by letting many trolls.)
"Ivan saw it!"
"Saw it?"
Snape looked at McGonagall in confusion. He was stunned for a moment but soon understood. "Boy, your prophecy?"
"Let's not talk about the prophecy. I think the most important thing we need to do now is to find Professor Quirrell."
"At the very least, we need to call him over."
Dumbledore might tolerate Quirrell, but Ivan couldn't.
"I believe that the title of professor is not a reason for immunity. Everyone should be questioned!"
The existence of Quirrell had seriously endangered the safety of Hermione, Neville, and the other young wizards.
If he could launch an attack once, there would be a second and a third time.
For this unstable element, Ivan wanted it dealt with swiftly.
He had made up his mind.
As soon as Quirrell arrived, Ivan would ask him to remove his turban and expose Voldemort completely.
Although Voldemort was in a special state between life and death, making him impossible to eliminate entirely, it would at least make the first school year much easier.
"The boy is right, Dumbledore," Snape said. "Additionally, I am willing to hand over my wand and accept questioning."
"I agree."
"Me too."
Professors Flitwick and Sprout also expressed their opinions, as did Professor McGonagall.
They had a clear conscience and were not afraid of being investigated.
On the contrary, if any professor refused, it would mean that they had something to hide.
"Alright."
Seeing this, Dumbledore no longer hesitated and instructed McGonagall and the others to notify all professors to come to him immediately.
After they left, Dumbledore asked, "Are you sure, Ivan?"
The old man had noticed something odd in Ivan's words. He hadn't directly answered Snape's question about an accurate prophecy.
"I can't see his past. There is a powerful magic blocking my sight," Ivan said. "But who else could it be except Quirrell?"
"He should have noticed his poor acting skills and the dark magic emanating from his body. Headmaster, you must have noticed it long ago."
"Yes," Dumbledore admitted.
Dumbledore had indeed noticed it, but he had assumed Quirrell was cursed and hadn't considered the possibility of Voldemort's possession. At most, he suspected that Quirrell might be colluding with Voldemort and could be a Death Eater.
"I've been waiting for him—waiting for him to ask me for help," Dumbledore said. He would never give up on any student. "You know, Quirrell used to be a very good child, a talented Ravenclaw."
"But when I saw him again this year, he seemed like a different person."
Dumbledore looked disappointed, as it seemed that yet another good child had fallen into darkness.
"But, Professor," Ivan said, "can't you see there's something wrong with Quirrell?"
"Ah," Dumbledore explained, "perhaps from your perspective, Quirrell's excuses and behavior appear strange."
"But, believe me, many things in the wizarding world are far more incredible than Quirrell's explanations."
"..."
Quirrell's excuses were indeed strange, but the wizarding world was full of bizarre occurrences. Ivan, having come from the Muggle world, and as someone who had read the original story in his previous life, could easily spot the inconsistencies.
If Ivan had been a native wizard, he might not have doubted Quirrell's words.
What really made Dumbledore feel uneasy was the malice radiating from Quirrell.
"Then why did you hire him as a professor?" Ivan asked. "I mean, you allowed a man with strange magical energy to enter Hogwarts."
"You misunderstand, Ivan," Dumbledore said helplessly. "When I interviewed Quirrell, he wasn't like this."
"Ah, this..." Ivan didn't know what to say.
The curse of the Defense Against the Dark Arts position was truly unsolvable. Quirrell had only just taken the job, traveled to Albania, and then became Voldemort's puppet.
"Albus!!"
Soon, Professor McGonagall returned. "Oh no, Quirinus is missing."
Quirinus Quirrell, or rather Voldemort, who was attached to him, had actually sensed the risk of exposure and fled.
'Is your sense of danger really that sharp?' Ivan thought, surprised by Voldemort's decisiveness.
He had always thought that Voldemort was foolish.
"It seems we missed the best chance to catch him," Snape said coldly, his tone full of criticism for Dumbledore's misjudgment.
"Minerva, have the professors search the entire castle immediately. We can't let a dangerous dark wizard continue to lurk in the school," Dumbledore instructed. "Also, I hope the Heads of Houses can stay with the students until Quirrell is found."
"Okay."
"I understand, Albus," Professor McGonagall responded.
The four Heads of Houses already had rooms in their respective House dormitories. They were all powerful wizards, and any ordinary dark wizard would be no match for them.
"Lastly," Dumbledore said, looking into the distance, "I will personally search the Forbidden Forest and the Black Lake..."
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