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Chapter 140 Sleeping Bag and Password

"Professor, this matter really has nothing to do with me." Weiss yelled at Dumbledore as soon as he went out.

"I know." Dumbledore pressed his hands down, signaling Wes to listen to him: "I heard that the Weasley family mouse appeared again? In the Gryffindor lounge?"

"Oh, this thing, yes, I almost caught it at that time, but unfortunately there were too many people at that time, and it was too small." Weiss shrugged and said.

"Well, then, why haven't you found it in the lounge for a while?" Dumbledore narrowed his eyes and stared at Wes.

"Don't look at me like that, it's beyond my control." Weiss saw Dumbledore's expression and waved his hands again and again: "I can only feel something wrong when I see it."

"That's right, then I'd like to trouble you to take a look around with us old men and old ladies tonight, after all, only you can notice." Dumbledore nodded and smiled, "Although it's not very reliable, it's better than nothing." good."

"I always feel that your last sentence is very ambiguous..." Weiss muttered, and then asked, "Who should I talk to first?"

"I, because I heard that it was found near our dormitory." Professor Sprout nodded to Weiss with a smile, then turned his head and said seriously to Dumbledore: "I think it's better for him to go back to rest, He's still a kid after all."

"Professor Sprout, it's alright, let's go on a night tour!" Weiss said hastily.

"Although I'm glad you can help, isn't it too bold to say 'Night Tour' in front of us?" Professor McGonagall stared at Weiss blankly.

"Ah, please pretend you didn't hear it!" Weiss quickly stood up straight and said solemnly.

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"Wes, you're finally back!" Wes returned to the auditorium in the middle of the night, and just as he lay down, he heard Harry talking in his ear.

"Are you still asleep?" Weiss asked in a low voice, pulling the sleeping bag towards Harry.

"No, I was discussing you with Hermione just now." Harry pointed to another sleeping bag on top of him, but there was rhythmic breathing sound coming from it, and Harry muttered helplessly: "Okay, she sleeps That's really fast. What did Professor Dumbledore call you for?"

"Go find the mouse, Scabbers." Weiss summed up his activities tonight succinctly.

"Found it?" Harry's question was not why he was looking for the mouse, but whether he had found it. It seemed that Ron had told him something.

"Ron told you? Didn't find it." Weiss shook his head and reached for the zipper of the sleeping bag.

"Hmm. It's scary to say, all these years." Harry said meaningfully.

"Well, indeed." Weiss replied, it's really scary to think about being a mouse for more than 10 years.

"Speaking of which, do you think Sirius came to look for me?" Harry lowered his voice, as if whispering: "Ron said he was living a foolish life and thought I was in the dormitory."

"Obviously not okay," Weiss turned his body and rubbed the sleeping bag, and there was a 'rustle' sound.

Although Harry couldn't see clearly, it was obviously from Wes's side. When he was wondering, he just heard him continue: "Tomorrow is Halloween, let alone Hogwarts, Hagrid's place has been decorated , it can be seen at a glance, and I heard from the twins last year that Hogsmeade is also very beautifully decorated."

"Then why did he come to our place?" Harry's doubts deepened: "There is obviously no one in the dormitory."

"Why is there no one?" Weiss replied, "I was ordered by an old man with a white beard to find him just now."

"You mean..."

"Yes, it's a possibility, and it's very big." Weiss twisted his body again and said, "Or it's the possibility that Ron said, but I don't think it's possible, unless he is so idiot. But at this point, they were not caught by those Aurors, well, either those Aurors are more stupid, or both sides are idiots."

"Pfft..." There was a chuckle, Weiss looked along, and saw that Hermione was in this direction, so he asked, "Hermione, why aren't you asleep yet? What are you laughing at?"

"No, you heard me wrong, I'm already asleep." Hermione's voice was muffled, and it was obvious that her head was stuffed in her sleeping bag.

"...Have you ever seen a sleeping person talk?" Weiss said with a black face, but Hermione's voice disappeared.

"Harry." Wes suddenly called Harry.

"What?" Harry subconsciously replied, still thinking about what Wes said just now.

"Why is my sleeping bag so small?" Weiss twisted again, making a 'rustling' sound.

"Ginny came here just now, she thought you weren't coming back, so..." Harry explained.

"...I decided to get up and go on patrol." Weiss said after a few seconds of silence.

"I'll give you mine." Harry gestured to get up.

"Don't bother." Weiss refused directly: "I suddenly remembered that there is still Slytherin's Chamber of Secrets."

"Then I'll go with you, those who want Parseltongue." Harry continued to get up.

"Don't forget, I've learned it. There is a manuscript in that castle." Weiss replied, after thinking for a while, he said, "Hermione should be able to do it too."

"Oh, then be careful." Harry said and lay down again, thought for a while and asked another question: "Snape guessed that someone let Sirius in, how do you think he got in?"

"He used to be a student here, and it's normal to know some secret passages." Weiss replied, "The twins know more."

"However, if someone really let him in, isn't there only one person?" Weiss stood up and looked down into Harry's eyes. "We only have one new teacher, don't we?"

"Well, I hope it's just Sirius who knows the secret path..." Harry murmured.

...the next day...

"Hey! Sir Cadogan! Long time no see." Weiss greeted the new gatekeeper.

"It's you, lost pony!" Sir Cadogan recognized Wes at a glance, drew out his sword and said sharply: "What are you doing? This is the Gryffindor lounge! It's not where you should come !"

"Sir Cadogan, why do you call him 'The Lost Pony'?" Harry grabbed Wes, who was about to pull out his wand, and asked the portrait with a suppressed smile.

"Because I've seen him often in all sorts of places, alone, and lost foal!" cried Sir Cadogan. "Come! Duel! Lost pony! "

"Please let us in, the password is: gray pony!" Ron also tried his best to tug on Wes, but the smile on his face could no longer be held back.

"No! You three fools! Accept justice!" Sir Cadogan straddled his pony, assuming a charge.

"Come on! Come out if you have the ability! Unshaven old man!" Weiss finally broke free from the shackles of the two, and raised his wand and shouted sharply.

"...The password is correct, you can go in." Who knew that Sir Cadogan gave up the passage at this time, and the three of them were dumbfounded.

"I was just about to tell you that the password is: old man with a beard." Dean walked quickly from the corridor at the back and said angrily, "We just learned the new password! It actually changed twice a day!"

"Can't we change someone?" Simo, who came with him, also looked angry: "He is simply crazy!"

"Unfortunately, gentlemen, the other portraits are unwilling to do this job." Percy walked out of the lounge, shrugged and said, "They were frightened by the fat lady."

"I can imagine Neville's miserable life in the future." Weiss took a deep breath, trying to calm down the anger in his heart.

"Would you like to go in! A bunch of loose people!" At this moment Sir Cadogan's voice sounded again.

(End of this chapter)