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http://www.fanfiction.net/s/9863146/37/"But he approved a troll, Professor," Hermione said, putting the rest of the pieces together. "And Fluffy. Those don't seem like very strong protections. We understand if you can't tell us what it is, but how strong would you say your protection on the Stone is?"
McGonagall thought back. She hadn't thought the chessboard idea she had come up with was her best one, but Albus had seized on it and encouraged her to implement it. "The Headmaster said it was good enough," she replied. He's keeping an eye on the protections personally. It's mostly just to slow a thief…down…" She thought about the rest of the protections, which she had, with difficulty, convinced Albus to confide with her in case of emergency. "Pomona…Filius…Severus…" she whispered, counting them off on her fingers. She didn't know what Albus's was, but still… "By Morgana, it's not a safe at all, it's a bloody trap! He means to catch the thief, not stop him." And he never mentioned it to the rest of us, she thought. Could he actually suspect a staff member? Could he suspect me? But back to the matter at hand: "But in that case, Mr. Potter, I suspect your involvement in this matter was merely a coincidence."
"I don't know, Professor," Harry replied. "I mean, Dumbledore approved a set of protections on the Philosopher's Stone that aren't all that strong, and he also gave critical information about them to someone who he should have known was likely to leak it, especially to me. He must know how much Hagrid likes me. Maybe it's crazy, but I just have this weird feeling he's trying to nudge me into some kind of magical scavenger hunt."
McGonagall opened her mouth to respond. She wanted to tell him that he was right—that it was crazy—but something stopped her: her own feline sixth sense that was telling her that it was just crazy enough for Albus to do something like that. "Well, Mr. Potter," she eventually said, "that seems like quite a stretch in my opinion, but based on what you've told me, this is information that needs to be taken to the Headmaster immediately, so you can ask him for yourself."
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