At that moment, Dumbledore suddenly felt that Voldemort might not count as a very great threat. He was too simple, his actions straightforward, easy to predict.
But Murphy...
"Professor," Murphy said, looking at him with a face full of concern, "if you have some difficulty you can't speak of, you can tell us. We'll all understand. We've always believed in you."
"Believed...?" Dumbledore faintly felt even a trace of fear.
Murphy Darkholme, what exactly was it that you believed in?
At last, he sighed. "Because of my mistake, a student died. I should bear that responsibility. I will resign from my post as headmaster and leave Hogwarts."
With that, he prepared to leave. There were too many things he needed to investigate and clarify.
"Wait, Headmaster," Murphy called after him. "The Philosopher's Stone... was something my teacher gave to me. Shouldn't you..."
"Oh, I'm sorry, Murphy." Dumbledore looked at him. "Not for the time being. I need to investigate these matters for now. I still can't be certain of the authenticity of that will..."
"Professor Dumbledore," Winston Robinson said, deeply dissatisfied, "we have already verified it. Please return the Philosopher's Stone to Mr. Murphy."
"I'm afraid I cannot, everyone," Dumbledore said.
He still did not know what Murphy needed the Philosopher's Stone for, but at this moment he had already regarded Murphy as an enemy. What an enemy wanted could not be handed over lightly.
"Professor," Murphy's expression also turned cold. "You may investigate, but at the very least, as evidence, the Philosopher's Stone should be kept by the Aurors or the Watchmen. You can't take it away!"
At his words, several Watchmen blocked Dumbledore's path.
"I'm afraid I won't simply surrender," Dumbledore said.
"Are you going to defy the law, Professor?"
Dumbledore looked at him. "You are not the