At night, the four of them quietly arrived at the Gryffindor common room and encountered Neville, who had gathered the courage to stop them from breaking the school rules. Desperate, Hermione cast a full-body bind spell to restrain Neville and keep him out of the Gryffindor common room.
On their way to the fourth floor, they also encountered Peeves. Fortunately, Harry disguised himself as Bloody Baron and scared Peeves away.
In just a few minutes, the four of them reached the corridor on the fourth floor.
Harry looked toward the door, and his heart skipped a beat.
The door had been slightly opened, and it was obvious they were too late.
"It seems like the villain has already passed Fluffy. We need to hurry and try to stop him before he gets the Philosopher's Stone!" Harry said anxiously.
The four of them quickened their pace, and Harry opened the door.
This door was also very old, and when Harry opened it, it creaked loudly. The noise actually woke up Fluffy, the three-headed dog.
"Here comes the harp!" Irina noticed a harp at the feet of Fluffy. She quickly waved her wand and cast the Levitation Charm to lift the harp into her hand.
Irina played the harp quickly. Although her musical skills weren't extraordinary, it was at least music.
As the melodious sound of the harp filled the air, Fluffy's eyelids drooped, and his body swayed before collapsing back to the ground in a deep sleep.
Though Fluffy fell asleep, Irina didn't stop playing. She signaled to the others to enter the trapdoor quickly.
Harry looked at the dark hole of the trapdoor, a bit scared, but he didn't have time to think too much and jumped with his eyes closed.
Ron and Hermione quickly followed him.
While playing the harp, Irina reached the trapdoor, dropped the harp, and jumped in. Fluffy woke up outside the trapdoor but couldn't chase after them due to his massive size, so he was left behind.
At that moment, another figure appeared at the door to the room.
"Has it already started? Oh, how can an insect that lives in the sewer all day dare to tarnish the master's work..." Lynn walked slowly toward the trapdoor.
Dozens of floating alchemical cannons appeared around him, floating in all directions. The golden glow coming from these cannons indicated they had completed their charging.
Fluffy, the three-headed dog in the room, noticed Lynn's presence, roared, and tried to tear Lynn apart.
Upon seeing this, Lynn waved his right hand holding the wand, and a beam of purple light erupted, instantly sending the massive three-headed dog flying several meters.
Fluffy's body crashed heavily to the floor and fell unconscious.
Lynn released his left hand. On the palm of his metal glove, a magical crystal used to store magical power lost its original glow and dimmed.
This glove was temporary equipment Lynn had refined. It acted as a bridge between Lynn and external magical items, absorbing the magical power from the crystal and using it for his own purposes.
Though Lynn had made this based on the concept of the Infinity Gauntlet, its function was very simple. Apart from absorbing external energy and supplying it to Lynn, it had no other effects, and it couldn't even be equipped with a power crystal to enhance Lynn's power.
Lynn knew that Voldemort would never stop when facing him directly, so he had to enhance his spells, and borrowing energy from external objects was a good way to do that.
Although it's often said that one's own strength is all that matters, there's an old saying: a knight is born with nothing special, and it's both good and bad!
The reason Lynn could knock Fluffy out and leave him unconscious was that he borrowed magical power from the magical crystal in his hand.
Lynn discarded the magic crystal that had exhausted its power, then cast an illusion over himself and the floating alchemical cannons around him, and moved toward the trapdoor.
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Meanwhile, in the final room.
Quirrell crossed through the flames and entered the room.
Not far from him, there was a tall mirror. It was the Mirror of Erised!
"This mirror is the key to finding the Philosopher's Stone..." Quirrell said to himself, "Only Dumbledore could come up with something like this..."
Quirrell looked into the Mirror of Erised, and in the reflection shown by the mirror, he saw the Philosopher's Stone.
"I see the Philosopher's Stone, and I dedicate it to my master! But where is it?!"
Looking at the Mirror of Erised, Quirrell was a little confused.
At that moment, Voldemort, at the back of Quirrell's head, spoke: "This is an alchemical product. Perhaps the Philosopher's Stone is inside it. Otherwise, there will be nothing else in this room!"
"Master," Quirrell respectfully said, "Then how do we get it?"
Voldemort thought for a moment and said: "Perhaps you need to express your desire for the Philosopher's Stone before it gives it to you!"
Quirrell nodded and looked back at the Mirror of Erised.
"I need the Philosopher's Stone. I want to dedicate it to my master and return my master's life!"
Quirrell stared at the reflection of himself holding the Philosopher's Stone in the Mirror of Erised, muttering to himself.
At that moment, Quirrell was smiling in the Mirror of Erised, pulling a bright red stone from his pocket, which was the Philosopher's Stone, and then putting it back into his pocket.
At the same time, Quirrell felt something heavy fall into his pocket!
Quirrell seemed surprised and quickly reached into his pocket and pulled out the heavy object.
However, the appearance of this object exceeded Quirrell's expectations.
It was a round object shaped like a pineapple. It seemed to have had a part of the top removed, and it was smoking...
"Master, this doesn't seem to be the Philosopher's Stone..." Quirrell fiddled with the round object shaped like a pineapple and spoke to Voldemort at the back of his head.
Voldemort felt like he was going mad as he sensed the weak, familiar magical fluctuations from the alchemical circle coming from the round object shaped like a pineapple.
"Trash, you've been deceived! Throw it away immediately! Now!"
Voldemort roared furiously, and his rage made Quirrell feel as though his head was about to explode from the pain.
Quirrell didn't hesitate and immediately threw the round object shaped like a pineapple that he was holding.
However, as soon as the Mk2 grenade was thrown, a violent explosion occurred.
The familiar shockwaves swept the fragments of the Mk2 grenade, destroying Quirrell's body. If Quirrell hadn't been a wizard with extremely strong magical power to sustain his body, otherwise, as an ordinary person, being less than a mile away from the Mk2 grenade explosion, or the explosion of the Mk2 grenade enchanted by the alchemical circle, would have killed him instantly!
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