Chapter 157: Chapter 157: The trio is actually myself (Edited)
As soon as the words were spoken, Harry's psychological defenses shattered. He obediently removed his cloak and stood in front of Professor Lockhart, awaiting his fate.
Looking at the two with drooping heads, Tom didn't give them too much thought, but took the cloak from their hands and examined it carefully.
[Cloak of Invisibility (Star: ???): One of the Three Deathly Hallows, which allows the wearer to be perfectly invisible, and whoever collects all three Hallows will become the master of Death].
This is the first time Tom sees a "???" star item, which shows that he is likely to have surpassed the five stars. The invisibility cloak appeared after holding it in his hand. It is a silver-gray cloak, which shines like some kind of liquid It feels weird to the touch, as if it is woven with water.
"Professor..." Harry wanted to defend himself, but Tom cut him off with one hand.
"That's a great cloak," he said as he handed the cloak back to Harry, then headed for the fireplace to think. Harry's mind wandered, suddenly realizing that his situation wasn't as bad as he'd thought....
He exchanged a quick glance with Ron, sensing that there was a way out, if Dumbledore didn't appear out of nowhere.
"Professor Dumbledore isn't coming," Tom spoke suddenly, as if he could see what was going through their minds, startling Ron.
"He has something to do today and he's already rushed off to the Ministry of Magic."
This statement made Harry and Ron ponder: Something? What was it? Probably something to do with the gold coin.
"How much did they hear of our conversation? You were here when we entered the Pensive, weren't you?"
At Professor Lockhart's questions, Harry and Ron lowered their heads, not daring to answer.
Tom wondered how it was possible that he, a mediocre little wizard with a bit of prophetic talent and sophisticated little skills, could have detected Harry's presence, and how it was possible that this Dumbledore hadn't noticed Harry hiding in his office with his invisibility cloak.
This was Dumbledore's office, I'm afraid, and even a hair on the floor would have been known to Dumbledore, and it would have been unreasonable for Tom to believe that Dumbledore was unaware of the presence of two living people in his office.
Now Tom remembered the division of labor made by Dumbledore, and Tom felt that this was all intentional on Dumbledore's part, and made a clear arrangement for him and Harry.
As for the purpose of doing this, it was, of course, someone's fetish. Anyone with a modicum of common sense could see that the first year's guardianship of the Philosopher's Stone, with all its levels, could not have been designed to protect against Voldemort.... Every single guard has a way to escape that even a first year wizard could break, let alone a second generation dark lord. Then there's Snape's potions level, and who knows if those poison bottles are filled with elixir of bliss.
If you really want to protect the philosopher's stone, you can put a magical animal that can't be hypnotized on the first level. There's no need to play chess on Professor McGonagall's level, so you could have gotten "high" and blown your head off in one game.
Of all the levels, the most serious are the first and last, and all have a very strong sense of "design": the three-headed dog Fluffy falls asleep when he hears music, Oesed's mirror puts the Philosopher's Stone directly into Harry's pocket, and the mighty Dumbledore is thrown off by a fake email....
If Dumbledore were that easy to fool, would Grindelwald lose to him?
So much evidence finally points to the fact that everything in the first degree was arranged by Dumbledore. There may be some discrepancies in the details, but the main plot is definitely Dumbledore's. He took this opportunity to exercise him and test him Harry, if he meets the requirements, Harry will continue to take over the important task and let him be his successor. If Harry fails, Dumbledore would have enough to save him.
But there was a slight deviation in the implementation of the plan, and it was Tom who finally broke through, which caused Dumbledore's plan to train Harry to fail.
But no matter, there were plenty of opportunities to train, and this was a good one to take advantage of.
With that in mind, Tom understood what Dumbledore was thinking. At the same time, Tom thought to himself, am I joining the golden trio? Because of my influence, Hermione didn't join, so do I have to replace her? Tom had thought that the new golden trio would be Neville Longbottom, but he hadn't thought that Harry and Ron would go on this adventure without Neville.
What Tom didn't know was that Neville had been punished by Snape. He had to spend the whole day in the dungeon, even though Snape had left in the middle of the day.
Just as Harry and Ron were getting nervous about Lockhart's long silence, Professor Lockhart turned to them once more.
"Well, boys, are you clear on what happened then?"
"Professor, we didn't mean to..." Harry tried desperately to explain himself, but found that there was no explanation for their actions: they were stalking, eavesdropping in the dark and trespassing, nothing different from spying.
They were both true Gryffindors, that's all.
"Do you know how to use a Floo net?" Tom suddenly interrupted Harry's feeble argument.
Harry and Ron: Σ(⊙▽⊙"a.
"I can use it." Ron nodded weakly and Harry said, a little embarrassed, that he knew how to use the Flú net, although his first experience of using it wasn't so good.
"That's great, you can use the Flú net to go to Diagon Alley with me" Tom smiled brightly at the two of them.
Harry and Ron: ??!!!
This was a surprising ending. They had thought that an "acquittal" would be the best possible outcome, but they hadn't expected a world where the professor would offer to take them on an adventure.
"As well as a professor, I'm also an adventurer," Tom said with a grin that showed off his eight white teeth, he now had plenty of experience in squeezing Lockhart's smile, "And by your actions, I think they can be called new adventurers. If a newcomer wishes to adventure with a professor, the professor will not refuse."
"As for school rules, as long as you don't get caught, it's not a violation of school rules."
"Professor, are you really a Ravenclaw?" Ron gasped, finally only managing to stifle the words, "You're the most Gryffindor at Hogwarts!"
Tom burst out laughing, "There used to be people who thought I was a pure Slytherin!".
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Chapter 158: Chapter 158: The London Detective (Edited)
"Come on!" Tom led the two dazed-looking people to the fireplace. At this point, Ron couldn't believe it: the school teacher would actually take them out of school to take their chances!
Tom had the courage to take on this mission, and he had something to fall back on. He had brought with him his alchemical puppet, the [Sister], who had been transformed to be more versatile in her magical abilities, and with this puppet, Tom would be able to deal with any kind of danger that came his way.
From the top of the fireplace, Tom took a small silver vial containing some glowing powder. The powder was called Flú powder, and all you had to do was sprinkle it on the fire, and then shout the name of the place you were going to in a clear voice, and you could travel there in the Flú net.
When the first green flames were raised, Tom's quest to "kill demons on horseback" was renewed.
[Mission: "Kill demons on horseback" (Prologue)]
[Act 1 begins]
[Quest objective: Investigate the attack on the luxury train with Harry Potter and Ron Weasley, your first priority is to travel together to London and find the key to the investigation]
[Quest Reward: 20 magical stones, opening act 2 of the quest]
This is the first time Tom's system has issued a series of quests like this. The Prologue - Act 1 reward may seem a bit meager, but after all, it's only the beginning of the quest, and the difficulty of completing it is so low that it's almost like giving away magic stones for nothing.
"Diagon Alley!" Ron was the first to go, grabbing a pinch of glowing powder from the jar, dropping it into the fire, the flames turned turquoise, Ron stood up, shouting "Diagon Alley," and the next second he was gone.
Harry followed, and this time he was not mistaken, Tom heard him clearly, he had shouted "Diagon Alley" and not some other strange place name. Tom stood at the end and waited for the two to disappear and then mimicked Harry and the others doing the same.
Funny to say that the most confident person among the three is the rookie who experienced Flu for the first time: this is Tom's first time using the Flú net.
After throwing the Flú powder, he approached the flame. The flame had no burning or stinging pain, just a warm feeling, like lying on an electric blanket in winter, and a little tingling.
"Diagon Alley!"
His body spun sharply, a deafening whistling sound entered his ears, a sensation that made him a little dizzy, a series of blurry flashes of fireplace doors flashed briefly, and finally he stopped and stepped through a fireplace door.
Tom stumbled forward twice, almost falling, and when he got up he found himself in the Leaky Cauldron, with Harry and Ron standing in front of him.
"Lo..."
Ron made the first sound before Tom covered his mouth, then quickly pulled out a mask and put it on, covering his face completely. He had dyed his blond hair black, so it was hard for an outsider to tell that this was the famous Lockhart.
It was Saturday night and the Leaky Cauldron was full of people, and Tom's presence attracted a few stares, but the drinkers only returned a glance before looking away.
Tom led the two out of the bar door.
"Are you crazy? are you shouting my name in public because you're afraid others won't find us?" He said to Ron. Tom was now a traffic star, Lockhart, and if anyone found out, the consequences would be dire. They would surely be mobbed by rabid fans, which was fine with Tom: it was the weekend, what was wrong with the professor going out into Diagon Alley? But Harry and Ron were in for a real treat.
They were both students, and getting caught sneaking out of Hogwarts meant at least a week's punishment, plus a howling letter from Mrs. Weasley.
Ron reacted with a sense of horror, and now he was very glad that Professor Lockhart had been quick.
Outside the Leaky Cauldron was a depressed street, completely empty of pedestrians. Tom looked back at Harry and Ron, who were dressed in casual clothes, not wizarding robes. They weren't dressed fashionably, but they weren't out of place either. He, on the other hand, was dressed in robes that didn't fit the Muggle world.
But that's not a problem. Tom took Lockhart's wand and pointed it on himself, and the tunic changed into a well-fitting gray suit. All of Lockhart's robes had various incantations, including a useful little spell like self-disguise.
"Professor, shall we begin our investigation?" Ron was getting a little impatient.
"No, let's find a place to stay." Tom looked up at the completely darkened sky and decided to look for a place to stay first. Tom walked out of the street where the Leaky Cauldron was located and into the busy shopping streets of London.
Tom hailed a cab, leaving Harry and Ron in the back and him in the front row of the passenger seat. Tom was dressed in a fine handmade cloth suit, Harry and Ron were two teenagers in jeans and sweaters, all of them fitting well separately, but together they looked odd.
This made the driver take a little more notice of them.
"Please take us to the nearest hotel, the more stars the better." said Tom to the driver. Although it seemed a bit strange to him, but there were so many rich people in Britain that the cab driver didn't mind. He stepped on the accelerator, a puff of smoke came out of the tailpipe and the cab started off at full speed.
It soon took Tom and the others down the street to a hotel. Along the way, Tom chatted with the driver: he wanted to know if there were any supernatural stories. For from the details he remembered, he knew that what Evans had experienced had happened on a London train not long before.
Cab drivers were knowledgeable people, and he might get a surprise from them. Even if he didn't know it, he had nothing to lose: the standard three-stroke mentality, and the opportunity to chat along the way.
All cabbies like to talk, and Tom's cabbie was no exception.
But they soon dropped the subject.
"We have a circle of drivers, we're very knowledgeable, even more so than the Downing Street bigwigs." said the middle-aged, fat, big-bellied driver, tapping the steering wheel proudly and haughtily.
"Really?" Tom wasn't convinced, why were all cab drivers in the world's capitals the same? They talked about national issues with aplomb, and made predictions even more unreliable than those of the big shots.
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