Professor of Gemology at Hogwarts

"Recovered as before." Gray pointed his wand at the torn Gryffindor flag scattered on the ground and said to Harry, "I'm not sure yet, but I feel-" He glanced at the flag again, "It's him It’s unlikely.”

"Professor! No one will make a mess here except him!" Harry was saying eagerly, and a piece of cotton flying in the air got into his nostrils, making him sneeze. "Trophy, flag, who can Made them like this?!”

"In my opinion, this is most likely the work of Sirius Black, Professor," Percy said seriously. "He came looking for Harry Potter, but couldn't find him, so he became so angry that he started destroying here. The most important thing is that he may have come in from other ways! We need to strengthen our precautions and ask the Ministry of Magic for instructions. We hope that Minister Fudge will send more dementors to help - uh - "

Harry's expression turned unpleasant.

Percy was suddenly slapped hard on the back by Fred.

"What are you doing!" Percy was dissatisfied.

"Hello, respected Minister of Magic, I would like to ask you to send more ugly dementors to harass the students -" Fred pretended to be elegant and bowed deeply.

Gray saw that Harry seemed less nervous. The corners of his mouth raised slightly, but then he suppressed his smile.

"This is no joke!" Percy pointed at Fred, "As the President of the Student Union——"

"Hey, Model Percy!" George said with a smile, "What's that on your back?"

Percy stretched out his arm and touched his back, then tore off a piece of paper from his robe, with a pig's head drawn on it, and a Student Council President's badge hanging from its ear.

"Professor Morris, I hope you don't mind my brothers!"

"It's nothing." Gray said casually, "You didn't lose anything, right? Or did you encounter anything unusual?"

"No! Professor!" said Fred and George.

Percy gestured to reach out to catch them both, but was dodged and the two men ran away immediately.

"Professor Dumbledore and other professors are still discussing this matter, and we have to listen to him." Gray said, "If it is really Sirius Black, then I'm afraid you will all have to go to sleep in the Great Hall tonight. And Blake doesn’t know how to enter the lounge, and the Fat Lady also said that she didn’t see anyone unusual.”

"Meow!" Crookshanks' fur stood on end and he suddenly let out a hoarse meow.

"Don't be nervous! Crookshanks!" Hermione came down the stairs of the dormitory, holding it tightly in her arms. "It's so pitiful. It must have been frightened! It has been hiding under my bed."

"Blake probably flew in," Dean Thomas said as he rummaged through the books in the lounge, "from the tower window."

"Maybe he knows how to apparate, Professor," Harry said. "He just appeared out of nowhere. He came to see me. He thought I was in the tower."

"Come on, am I the only one who has taken the time to read Hogwarts: A History?" Hermione said angrily to Harry and Dean.

"Probably," said Harry. "What's the matter?"

"I've read it too," Percy interjected.

"Because the castle is not only protected by walls," Hermione said, "there are also various magics to prevent others from sneaking in. You can't apparate here. And dementors guard every entrance to the school. If he flies in, they will definitely see it. Besides, Filch knows all the secret passages and has people guarding them..."

Gray didn't agree with the fact that Filch had sent people to strictly guard all secret passages.

"Yes," Percy immediately caught Hermione's words and said, "Apparition is impossible in the castle. This treacherous thing must have other methods."

"Scabbers—Scabbers—" Ron came down the stairs and lay down under the sofa to look for her. "Scabbers is missing. He was not with me when we attended the banquet."

"Don't be too nervous. Scabbers might have gone to sleep somewhere." Harry wanted to change the topic of cat and mouse, "Is our dormitory okay? Ron?"

"There are no signs of being turned over. It's neat and not damaged. Everything is fine." Ron saw the cat in Hermione's arms. "Has it always been here?"

"I know what you want to say, but this time it's not my fault! Crookshanks has been in my dormitory," Hermione kept comforting the cat in her arms, "I just took it out. "

Gray's eyes also began to search for traces of the fat mouse. If it was said that Ron had always taken it with him, it would be a little more reassuring. At least he still knew the traces of Wormtail.

"Has Banban escaped?" Gray asked.

"It was still in my pocket when I walked out of the lounge to attend the banquet in the auditorium," Ron said, "but it disappeared not long after."

At this time, a gray thing came out of the small hole in the tower wall.

"Scabbers!" Ron rushed over immediately and grabbed it, "Scabbers, you are here! Are you okay?"

"No! Crookshanks!" Hermione shouted.

"Meow!" Crookshanks stood up and grinned menacingly at Spots.

"Go away!"

"Ron, don't do that!" Hermione said angrily.

Professor McGonagall came back. She closed the portrait hole door and walked into the common room. The students all looked at her.

"All students must return to the common room of their own college before six o'clock in the evening. No student is allowed to leave the dormitory after this time." McGonagall said, "No matter what time of the day, leaving the group activity area to do anything is prohibited. The situation needs to be explained to the prefect.”

Gryffindor students crowded into the common room, listening to Professor McGonagall in silence.She rolled up the parchment document she had been reading from.

"Is there anything strange? Gray." Mag asked.

"I haven't found anything yet, no one has lost anything..." Gray glanced at the mouse held in Ron's hand, which was lying there weakly.

"Okay." Mag took a deep breath and said to the students, "If nothing happens, everyone can go back to their dormitories to rest."

"Ron!" Gray stopped him.

"professor?"

"Since you are so worried about Crookshanks scaring Scabbers, why not give it to me and I will take care of it for you for a few days."

Gray stretched out his hand to grab Scabbers, but it slipped out of Gray's hand like a piece of soap and jumped back onto Ron's shoulder.

"I'm sorry, Professor, I think Scabbers is more suitable to stay here." Ron touched it and took out a small red bottle from his pocket. It was the mouse strengthening potion they bought in Diagon Alley. "I know. You have good intentions, but its living habits are only familiar to me—"

"What other living habits does it have?" Fred suddenly appeared.

"All I do is eat and sleep," George said.

"It might live longer than you all!" Ron retorted.

"Live a long life? Are you raising a tortoise? Ron?" Fred said with a smile, "What's the point of living a long life just eating and drinking like this? If you can do something very meaningful, then death counts. It’s worth it, at least you’re living a wonderful life, right?”

George agreed very much and gave Fred a thumbs up.

"And it doesn't have any abilities." George said to Ron again.

"Banban is not as snobbish as those guys who like to show off!"

"Okay." McGonagall stopped the quarrel between the Weasley brothers.

"Everyone, go back quickly! Go back quickly!" Percy loudly ordered the students to go back to the dormitory.