Hogwarts Rising Again

Chapter 49 The Fat Pony
Sir Cadogan had a bad-tempered warhorse who often ran away from home to graze in other paintings. Sir Cadogan usually spent half his time out looking for this fat pony, but the pony Always kicked Sir Cadogan when he played his temper.

Maureen didn't expect to see this pony on the side of the tower. He remembered that when he came here with Sir Cadogan the night before, the pony was still grazing in someone else's painting in the corridor on the seventh floor, Cadogan Sir Root also needed the help of Maureen to get here because there was no portrait to open the way.

But how could the knight's pony appear in this place alone?If it wants to wander here from the castle, it should also need portraits along the way.

Did someone actually bring back Sir Cadogan's picture frame, so the ponies are here?

"It's a pity that none of us can speak horse language, otherwise we could ask where its owner is." Hugo reached out and tapped the pony on the painting.

The pony was clicked by Hugo. It seemed to be very unhappy, and it turned around and pointed the horse's buttocks at them. Hugo clicked its ass again, and the pony kicked angrily. Hind hoof, trying to kick Hugo like he used to kick Sir Cadogan, but without success, it flicked its tail and walked aside.

"It seems that it doesn't like being flattered very much." Hugo spread his hands helplessly.

"I think it must know where Sir Cadogan is. A horse can't come here for no reason through a road without a picture. Maybe Sir Cadogan is around here. Let's look for it in other paintings. ’” said Maureen.

He searched carefully for the portraits around here again, trying to find the shadow of Sir Cadogan, but he couldn't find it after searching for half an hour. Sir Cadogan's passion to always charge forward did not appear here.

After the grumpy pony grazed on the grass in front of the Colosseum, it began to walk up the tower along the paintings on the wall.Noticing this phenomenon, Maureen called Hugo and followed the pony.

"This feeling is really strange. We are actually following a horse in the painting. Will it really go to find its owner?" Hugo muttered.

"I don't know, let's have a look first."

The two of them followed the pony. The pony walked into an oil painting of avocados from the Colosseum, ate an avocado by the way, and then walked into a painting full of tableware, raising its hands. The hoof trampled the cutlery on the table all over the table, and the cutlery fell to the ground, and then walked through a landscape painting of woods and mountains and waters. There was a small house in front of the woods, and the pony just walked into the painting He ran away in a panic because a dog ran in front of the house and barked at it.

The pony kept going up the painting on the wall, and Maureen and Hugo followed behind it, and finally came to another platform. A painting of mandrakes stopped in the greenhouse and began to wander around.

"Why doesn't it leave? Does it want to eat the Mandrake?" Hugo asked curiously.

Maureen looked at the pony carefully, and found that the pony didn't stop walking, but couldn't. It desperately walked towards the right side of the greenhouse picture, trying to squeeze into another picture, but there was already a picture beside it. No paintings, just a broom closet.

"No, it wants to go to the next painting. It is very likely that the painting is in the broom."

Maureen stretched out his hand and pulled the door of the broom room. The door was already locked. He took out his wand and whispered "Alahoo hole is open", and the door of the broom room opened with a click.

A strange smell came out, like something moldy, the ground was damp, and the ceiling was covered with cobwebs.Maureen glanced at the small broom room. There were only some chairs and mops with missing legs, a few buckets and a...

"What is this?" Mo Lin knelt down and picked up a piece of burnt paper in the corner.

This is a piece of oil painting paper. It looks like it was cut and shredded by some sharp tool, leaving only the size of a palm. On the paper is half of Sir Cadogan's helmet and one-third of the hilt!
Maureen froze for a moment, surprised.

"What's wrong?" Hugo asked puzzled.

"This helmet belongs to Sir Cadogan, and this sword also belongs to him." Maureen showed Hugo the scraps of paper he picked up with a heavy heart.

Hugo exclaimed: "You mean, did someone really destroy Sir Cadogan's painting on purpose?"

Mo Lin didn't expect it to be like this. He searched the entire broom room. Except for this piece of paper, there was no other part of the paper. The cut was still brand new, as if it had been destroyed by a cutting or crushing spell.

"Is Sir Cadogan still alive?"

After Hugo asked this sentence, he felt that it was a bit inaccurate. Sir Cadogan was just a person in the painting. The only difference was that he said more than other people in the painting of Hogwarts Castle. "He didn't know if the word was appropriate.

Mo Lin glanced at the pony wandering around in the greenhouse. It seemed desperately trying to return to its painting, but its original home had only palm-sized fragments left, which could not accommodate its body.

Mo Lin felt very uncomfortable, no wonder the pony didn't return to his portrait immediately, but had to walk back through other portraits step by step, because its portrait had been damaged.

"If things are really as we think, something may have happened to Sir Cadogan. After he returned to his painting, he was destroyed by cutting or smashing spells. This broom room is Cadogan The place where Sir Cadogan's portrait is isolated alone, there are no other portraits here, and Sir Cadogan can't escape." Molin said.

"What about the other fragments?"

"It should be cleaned up. This piece was accidentally left behind."

Maureen was inexplicably annoyed by what happened to Sir Cadogan. Although this guy was always crazy, he could talk, laugh, and was very enthusiastic. He was suddenly ruined. This feeling was like a man Maureen knew. It's like someone was murdered.

"But who would be so cruel to murder a person in a painting?" Hugo frowned.

"I don't know. One thing we can be sure of is that Sir Cadogan must know some secrets. Maybe he accidentally saw something he shouldn't see, so someone deliberately destroyed him."

Maureen held the fragments of the painting, a cloud of doubts in his mind, going back to the past, the person who lost his memory, the corridor on the seventh floor, the strange language, the portrait of Sir Cadogan... everything seemed so confusing, and this kind of thing was going on behind the scenes Who is the person?
"What do we do with this fragment? The knight is gone, and the horse will just roam around in the other paintings in the castle. It's a pity, but if it were a real horse, maybe Hagrid would be interested in taking care of it."

Hugo looked sympathetically at the pony who was still wandering and couldn't find its way home. Its home was gone and it became a stray.

(End of this chapter)