Hogwarts Practical Professor

"What's going on? So many people have forgotten the password? Give it a try. I'm the president of the male student body." Percy said proudly as he walked forward.

However, when he saw that the fat woman in the portrait in the Gryffindor common room was gone, replaced by three deep scratches, he suddenly panicked: "Go to Dumbledore quickly." headmaster"

"No need to look for it, I'm already here." It seemed that Dumbledore was always so calm, even Adrian and Snape behind him were like this.

Also not panicking was Peeves, but he was not calm, but naughty.

"Oh poor Gryffindors, the common room is destroyed," Peeves sang loudly nearby.

"Peeves, please help me find which painting the fat woman is in." Dumbledore looked at Peeves.Apparently Peeves still didn't dare to say anything about the old man: "He is in the portrait of the primeval forest next to the stairs."

The three people squeezed through the dense crowd of students and walked to the painting. At this time, the fat woman was hiding behind a stone.

"Oh my god, it's so scary. He didn't have a password, so I wouldn't let him in, but he took out a knife and scratched it on the painting," the fat woman obviously screamed.

"Who?" Snape asked.

"Sirius Black" she almost screamed. At this moment, the students who had been quiet just now suddenly became excited, and there were screams everywhere.

"Quiet," Dumbledore said, pointing his wand at his throat. "Now, all students, follow the prefects to the Great Hall."

When everyone arrived in the auditorium, the professors also arrived.

"Okay, now everyone has a rest here for the night. Professors, go check out the castle," Dumbledore said.

After saying that, he waved his wand and all the castle doors were closed. Then the long tables in the auditorium moved to both sides, and hundreds of purple sleeping bags were spread on the ground.

"You will need it." After saying this, Dumbledore walked out of the auditorium, and several professors also went to search separately.

"Sirius, you can't escape, but you are not a real fugitive after all." The reason why the professors did not find Black in the original novel was that they ignored the secret passage.

Adrian walked straight towards the secret passage, then passed through it and guarded Duke Bee's shop at the exit of the secret passage.

There was no one in the store at night, and Adri quietly waited for Blake's arrival.About 10 minutes later, Blake, a big black dog, appeared at the exit.

Blake obviously didn't expect that there was anyone here, but he also felt that this young man would not recognize him, so he pretended to be a stray dog ​​and tried to sneak away.

Just as he slipped to the back door to let out a long sigh of relief, a cry almost made him lose his mind.

"Stop running, Blake, are you interested?" Almost instantly, Adrian pulled out his wand and confronted Blake, who had turned back into a human.

"Do you know why I didn't call other professors?" Adrian said, "Since you are not a real fugitive, why don't you come and have a good talk?"

Blake obviously paused, then hesitated again, and gradually put down his wand.

"So, how do you know" Blake said to Adrian as he sat at the base of the tree.

"Isn't this a simple matter? No matter how I know it, I can help you." Adrian said to Blake.

"How can you help me?" Blake smiled, "Maybe you still think I want to kill Harry, but you have a grudge against Harry."

"No, no, no, I have a grudge against Harry. Do you think it's possible? I just want to kill Harry's godfather." Adrian paused deliberately.

"Who?" Blake's patience was exhausted, he rushed forward and grabbed Adrien's clothes and yelled.

"Peter Pettigrew."

When Adrian finished saying this, Blake visibly relaxed.

"What you need to do now is stay in the Shrieking Shack, and an owl will bring you food." Adrian said, "As for the things at school, I will take care of it."

When Adrian returned to the school's auditorium, Dumbledore and Professor Snape were already there.

"Professor Arnold, have you discovered anything?" Dumbledore asked.

"No, Professor Dumbledore, I've searched it," Adrian said, but Harry saw some wrinkles on his robes.

"It seems that Black left the castle earlier. Percy, are all the students asleep?"

"Sleep," Percy said proudly.

"That's good"

"Professor Dumbledore." Snape suddenly interrupted Dumbledore, "We cannot deny that someone helped Black enter the castle."

"Professor Snape, maybe you are paranoid. I believe that none of the professors will help Black." Dumbledore shook his head.

"But" Snape wanted to say something else, but was interrupted by Dumbledore.

"I said, no one will help Black." His tone proved that he did not want to continue the topic, and Professor Snape had no choice but to end the topic.

"Now, it's time for us to leave." Professor Dumbledore led a group of professors out of the auditorium.

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The next morning, the students still had not recovered from the panic.

"Although it sounds ridiculous," Harry suddenly said to the two of them while doing homework in the library, "but I think Professor Arnold may help Black enter the castle."

"What are you talking about?" Hermione was very shocked, "He"

But before Hermione could finish her words, Harry continued: "Yesterday, Professor Snape said that there might be a professor helping Black, and I saw the folds of Professor Arnold's robe being scratched again. Of course, I didn't either. I think it will be Professor Arnold, but we should pay more attention to the professors' reactions." Looking at Hermione's eyes as if she wanted to kill someone, Harry had to add a "we" to make Hermione feel better.

"First, no matter how you look at it, Professor Arnold has no reason to do this; second, he is not such a person; third, if he wants to kill you, he can do it in class that day." After saying that, Hermione hugged Walked out with a lot of books.

"It's really weird, it feels like she knows Professor Arnold very well, and she defends him like this." Ron said.

No matter how suspicious Harry was, Hermione never wavered in her disbelief, although Ron actually didn't think it was possible either.

This situation continued until after the practical class on Friday of this week, Hermione took out a piece of paper.

"Listen Harry, according to my statistics, in this hour he has 23 opportunities to take action, 5 opportunities to jump out of the window and escape, and 2 opportunities to jump without being caught. So, you still doubt him?" Hermione said.

"Oh, okay." In fact, after these few days, he had basically given up his doubts about Adrian, because his Quidditch training was getting tighter day by day, and he had to put down the strange thoughts in his mind.

Time flies very quickly, and it’s time for the weekend Quidditch match in a blink of an eye.

ps: This is my habit. Even if I write a ps, I don’t know what to write. Please vote and collect it.