Chapter 279

Professor McGonagall was awakened by a burst of urgent knocking on the door, and she was startled.

"Professor McGonagall, Professor McGonagall..."

She reached out and grabbed the wand at the head of the bed. "Who?"

"It's me, Professor McGonagall, Professor Snape wants me to notify you, something urgent has happened!"

It was Filch.

McGonagall got up in doubt, quickly put on a bathrobe, put on her glasses, opened the door, and was a bit unhappy. "Mr. Filch, do you know what time it is?"

"Sorry, Professor McGonagall, but Professor Snape said it's an emergency."

"What happened? Filch?"

"Fourth-floor corridor, Professor Snape said the fourth-floor corridor was invaded, two students were taken away, I didn't understand the specifics, but he is waiting for you there now."

Fourth-floor corridor!

Professor McGonagall woke up instantly. Dumbledore had just left, and something happened in the fourth-floor corridor!

"You said two students were taken away, by whom?"

"I don't know, Professor. I still have to wake up Professor Flitwick and Professor Sprout... oh, and that big fool Hagrid... sigh, pity my legs..."

Professor McGonagall became nervous all of a sudden. Two students were taken away? Who was taken away? Taken away by whom?

She hurriedly put on a small hat and walked quickly toward the fourth-floor corridor.

Along the way, the figures of Harry and several other young wizards jumped into her mind. She had a premonition that today's events probably had something to do with Harry Potter.

Sure enough, as soon as she arrived, she saw two young wizards huddled in the corner like quails. As expected, they were Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger.

"You two, why are you here?" Professor McGonagall questioned seriously. "Where is Professor Snape?"

"Professor, Harry, Harry and Tom were taken away by Professor Quirrell..." Hermione cried as soon as she saw her. "Professor Quirrell is the one who wants to get the Sorcerer's Stone. He seems to have controlled Tom, and then they took Harry away, and, and the Sorcerer's Stone..."

"What?!" Professor McGonagall was shocked. The amount of information in this sentence was really too large, bringing a huge shock to the old lady.

Where did all this come from?

Why did you know about the Sorcerer's Stone?

And Quirrell wanted to seize the Sorcerer's Stone, why?

Why did he take Harry away?

What was going on with Tom?

Also, the Sorcerer's Stone was lost??!

The whole world was following the plot, yet Professor Cat was still out of the loop.

"The Sorcerer's Stone is gone," Snape walked out from behind the door at the end of the corridor. "I just checked the traps, most of them were destroyed, but this is not the most important thing, Professor McGonagall, do you have a way to contact Dumbledore? Quirrell took Harry away, and that Lukas, they are in a very dangerous situation now!"

In fact, after he woke up just now, he had already communicated with Dumbledore through his Patronus.

It was just that he had to consider the worst-case scenario. If Voldemort was really resurrected this time, he might have to consider the possibility of continuing to lurk. If he went to notify Dumbledore himself, his identity as a good person might be exposed in front of the Hogwarts professors, and he might leave flaws. It was more reasonable for Professor McGonagall to notify him.

Moreover, he hadn't received a reply from Dumbledore.

"What exactly happened, Severus?" Professor McGonagall asked.

"A group of arrogant brats thought they could stop the Dark Lord's plan, so they broke into the traps in advance, and they actually got the Sorcerer's Stone... Since Dumbledore is not here today, I was worried about the safety of the traps, so I came to check myself, and happened to catch them, but I didn't expect Quirrell to be hiding in the dark, catching me off guard. I was knocked unconscious by him, and he took Harry, Lukas, and the Sorcerer's Stone away."

"Quirrell should be Voldemort's subordinate, Professor McGonagall, now we must..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw Filch running over again, limping and panting. "Pro, Professor McGonagall, Pro, Professor Snape..."

He finally ran to the front, supported his knees, and took a few big breaths. "Aurors, Aurors are here, he asked every, everyone to go to the Three, Three Broomsticks..."

"Three Broomsticks?" Professor McGonagall felt inexplicable. Tonight's events made her mind chaotic.

"The young wizards who were caught, caught, have been found, and also Professor, Professor Quirrell..."

Almost all the professors who participated in the trap design, as well as Hagrid, Hermione, Ron, and even Qiu Zhang were woken up, led by Aurors, and came to the Three Broomsticks.

On the way, they wanted to ask about the situation, but the Auror leading the way had a very serious expression, only urging them to hurry. "All School Governors, the Minister of Magic and the Director of the Auror Office, and the Commander of the Watchers, etc... half of the high-ranking officials of the Ministry of Magic are waiting for us."

Professor McGonagall was nervous because of the Auror's words, but fortunately, the Auror's next sentence had a comforting effect. "Dumbledore is also there."

Dumbledore was there, so that was fine, there wouldn't be any big problems.

It was just, what exactly happened?

Three Broomsticks tavern.

When Professor McGonagall and the others arrived, the place had already been cleared. There were several wizards in Watcher uniforms guarding outside the tavern, but seeing them coming, they opened the door for them.

The tavern was packed with people.

It was indeed as the Auror said, Minister of Magic Barty Crouch, Director of the Auror Office Rasim Selwyn, Commander of the Watchers Winston Robinson, and all twelve School Governors were present—almost all the most powerful people in the Ministry of Magic were gathered here.

Professor McGonagall saw the white-haired old man in the innermost part of the crowd at a glance. "Dumbledore! What happened?"

"Minerva." Dumbledore's deep blue eyes looked at her through his glasses. "One of our students, it seems, has died."

A student died?

Professor McGonagall didn't notice Dumbledore's strange wording.

She squeezed inside, and people made way for her one after another.

In the innermost part of the crowd, a circle with a diameter of three or four meters was surrounded, and two tables were put together, on which lay a boy.

Lukas Tom Brightson.

He was pale, one arm seemed to have been twisted and torn off extremely, and there was a huge wound on his abdomen, blood slowly seeping out, seemingly having drained dry.

"Oh, heavens." Professor McGonagall covered her mouth, unable to stop the sadness in her heart. "This, what is going on?"

It was too miserable; the wounds on this child, she simply didn't know what kind of torture he had suffered.

"Tom!" Hermione and Ron also squeezed in. They looked at the corpse on the table in shock, and for a time they were all speechless.

"Ugh..." Hermione ran out suddenly, fear and indescribable emotions gripping her stomach like a hand, making her want to vomit in sadness for a moment.

Ron was also brought out by an Auror with a pale face. "They are still children, who let them in!"

"Harry, where is Harry?!" Ron suddenly screamed. "Where is Harry, is he okay?"

He wanted to squeeze into the crowd again, but a hand stopped him. "Harry is fine, he hasn't woken up yet, the Auror is undoing the spell for him."

Ron turned his head and saw Professor Murphy looking at him with a tired face. "When he wakes up later, comfort him more. Tell him, it's not his fault."

(End of chapter)