At the end of the year, everyone took their exams. After Harry's last exam, Quirell met up with him. "Potter, Praxis, Thompsan, come with me." They followed, not thinking anything of it. Harry's gut screamed no. "Where are we going, sir?" "You ask too many questions." Quirell snapped. Hagrid was supposed to help him with getting access to Potter, but no.
Quirell played a music charm before pushing the boys down the trap door. Little did he know, McGongall saw. She hoped she was up to this, she was a bit behind when she saw the boys being led to the philosopher's stone.
Harry casted a lumos, before he was casted into a body bind curse. Quirell dragged the now immobile boy with him, with the two fear stricken boys following behind him.
Quirell forced Praxis on a broom, "Catch they different key." Praxis followed the instructions, only to see McGonagall tackle Quirrell in an unusual display of a lack of grace. Harry used a counter curse on the body bind, now that attention was off him. It was extremely difficult to cast magic with only will, and not even a hand movement to be allowed. He hoped he wouldn't have to do that again. Minerva casted the same curse at Quirrell. She sent a patronus to Dumbledore.
Dumbledore rushed to the third floor corridor. Once he used the passwords to get through the traps, he saw the boys with Quirrell. After getting their story, he sent them to be checked out by Madam Pomfrey.
"Again." Pomfrey teased Harry, as she checked him out. Malfoy, Moon, and Renard rushed to the nurse's office when they heard what happened. "Praxis, are you okay?" "All three of them just need rest."