Professor of Gemology at Hogwarts

Along the way from the Great Hall to the Gryffindor Lounge, Gray kept thinking, was it difficult for Sirius to attack the portrait as in the original story?

"Where's the Fat Lady?" Gray asked.

"The Fat Lady?" Neville was a little confused, "She's still there."

"What? Still there?"

After walking through corridor after corridor, climbing up staircase after staircase, we finally arrived at the hidden entrance of Gryffindor Tower.The fat lady in a pink dress held a wine glass in her hand and asked them: "Password? Uh-why are you all here? Professor Dumbledore."

When passing through the portrait hole, Greedo glanced at the Fat Lady. There was really no damage to the portrait.

The fire in the Gryffindor common room was crackling and burning brightly, and the Quidditch trophy lying beside the fireplace was shining brightly in the firelight.

Memories, bottles and figurines on the bookshelf were thrown everywhere, a few books and papers were scattered on the large round table, and the back of the slumped armchair was torn, revealing white down cotton scattered on the floor.

When Gray followed Dumbledore and McGonagall into the lounge, he accidentally stepped on a wizard chess piece that fell on the ground.

Dumbledore quickly glanced at the messy lounge, his eyes serious.

Professor McGonagall immediately went to each dormitory and checked all the rooms to make sure that no students were harmed by staying in the lounge secretly.

"Can you tell me what you experienced just now, Longbottom?" Dumbledore asked.

"Okay, Professor Dumbledore." Neville frowned, "I couldn't go to Hogsmeade today, so I went to the library to do my homework. Uh, but I accidentally fell asleep. When I woke up, , the banquet has already started, so I want to put the textbooks back in the dormitory and then go to the auditorium..."

"There are no other students inside." Mag walked down the stairs at the door of the dormitory.

Dumbledore nodded to McGonagall, and then motioned for Neville to continue.

"When I entered the lounge, I saw the current scene - this must not be a fight between classmates." Neville glanced at the scratched sofa and the Quidditch trophy that fell on the floor, "I I felt more and more something was wrong, so I ran back to you."

"Where was the Fat Lady when you got here?" Gray asked.

"She's not in the photo frame. She must have gone to visit," Neville said. "But after I waited for two or three minutes, she came back and said she wanted to get her own wine..."

"I understand," said Dumbledore. "Let the students come in after the banquet."

"We haven't figured out who did this yet." Mag took a step forward.

"Yes, Minerva, so you have to keep an eye on them in the lounge."

When they came out of the common room, Snape and Lupine were standing in front of the Fat Lady's portrait.

"My dear, if you two don't go in, please don't stand here and disturb my rest, okay?" The fat lady was a little drunk.

"You can't stop me when I enter the lounge, right?" Lupine said to Snape.

"It's enough to have Dumbledore and McGonagall inside, and maybe you've already gone in once..." Snape stared at him closely.

"Yes, of course I went in there once, more than once, Severus, I lived there when I was at school." Lupine said, seeing them coming out, he asked, "What happened in there?"

"Someone has vandalized the common room," said Dumbledore, "but it is not clear what his purpose was."

Snape couldn't help but glance at Lupine and Gray a few more times, as if he wanted to find something from them.

"Fat Madam, before Neville came here, did you see anyone suspicious?" Gray said.

"Neville?" The fat lady opened her slightly squinted eyes, "Neville - oh, it's this little boy. No, I didn't see anyone coming, and I was attending Mrs. Wiggily's (a certain portrait) party.”

Dumbledore looked serious: "Each dean informed the students that they are not allowed to go out to the lounge after the banquet. Prefects are responsible for patrolling the lounges of their respective colleges."

Gray looked around, at the towering towers, the empty corridors, and looking down from the railings. The complicated stairs were slowly moving. There was no one. Who on earth broke into the lounge quietly and did this? What's the purpose?

……

The news that the Gryffindor lounge had been vandalized was immediately spread. After the banquet, everyone knew what happened. Gray was followed by a group of Gryffindor students and led them back to the lounge.

"Professor Morris, has the murderer been caught?" The silver badge on Percy Weasley's chest was shining.

"Not yet," Gray said. "During this period, everyone needs to act together. We have to make sure that everyone doesn't run around."

"Understood. As the president of the student union, I will cooperate with the work seriously and manage the students well." Percy nodded.

When he reached the entrance to the lounge tower, Percy turned around and began to count the number of people in the group to prevent students from falling behind and getting lost.

"Oh, my God, there you are again," said the Fat Lady.

The students entered the lounge one by one and were shocked by what they saw. Everyone stood in the lounge and looked at the messy scene, motionless, as if the scene was still.

"Who did this?" Dean Thomas emerged from the crowd and shouted loudly, and then the group of students began to express their dissatisfaction, and complaints filled the lounge.

"You have seen the messy lounge, but we still don't know who did it, and we don't know what he will do next time. The lounge needs to be more guarded tonight, and Professor McGonagall will also come. She is now While discussing this matter with Professor Dumbledore, I will be responsible for the security here before she comes back." Gray used a loud voice for himself to suppress everyone's noise, "Now, see if everyone has any If you lose something, and if you encounter anything unusual, please inform me in time."

Hermione looked at what she saw in disbelief: "Who would do such a thing, I mean, mess up this place?"

"This kind of prank is not fun at all!" Ron was very angry, "Neville?"

"Me?" Neville suddenly looked at Ron in surprise.

"How is it possible? Ron! Don't be stupid!" Hermione said, "This kind of intensity of destruction is simply not something we can do at our age! The sofa was torn and the flag was cut. How could Neville do this? What kind of thing?"

"I didn't do it!" Neville said loudly, "I saw it like this as soon as I entered the lounge!"

"Neville, doesn't the Fat Lady know what happened?" Harry picked up the Quidditch trophy from the ground and placed it again on the fireplace.

"Yes, everyone should be attending the banquet in the auditorium at that time." Hermione seemed to have caught the key point, "Someone took the opportunity to break in."

"But - only Gryffindor people can - no one else knows our password..." Ron said.

"Exactly," said Harry.

"The Fat Lady was visiting at the time. She didn't see anything." Gray picked up the Gryffindor scarf that fell on the carpet and put it on the sofa.

"Could it be one of us who did it!" Ron began to look at the Gryffindor students of all grades.

"Okay, let's see if you have lost anything first," Gray said. "This is also important to find the murderer."

"I have to go find Scabbers." Ron went upstairs and entered the bedroom.

"By the way, Crookshanks." Hermione quickly entered the dormitory.

Harry hesitated, and instead of following Ron back, he walked to Gray again.

"What?" Gray said.

"Professor, I was wondering..." Harry looked at Gray with his big green eyes, "could it be Sirius Black?"