Hogwarts Wandering Wizard

Just as Lee Jordan was about to retreat to the common room, a palm suddenly appeared from the air at the edge of the closing portrait and pressed against the closing portrait.

"Hey~hey~Jordan, it's us."

Eric spoke in a low voice and exposed his head at the same time, which frightened Lee Jordan so much that he shuddered and rolled backwards from the entrance of the hole.

The three of them quickly got into the hole in the lounge, and the portrait just closed.

"Bloodyhell~"

Jordan climbed up from the ground in embarrassment, looked at the three people who got out from under the invisibility cloak, kept patting his chest, and the expression on his face was also very exciting: "Guys, you are going to scare me to death, next time you Can you give me a warning or a signal in advance if you wear an invisibility cloak?"

Fred glanced at the dimly lit and quiet common room and asked Lee Jordan doubtfully, "How did you know we were coming back at this time?"

"I was resting in the dormitory just now. A female ghost ran out of the window of our dormitory, kept knocking on the window, and told me that you three are in trouble. It's best for me to come down and open the door for you... Oh, by the way, she said She is your friend, her name is Romer."

Jordan shrugged his shoulders and continued to Eric: "She also asked me to tell you that it's best not to leave Gryffindor Tower tonight. She can't tell you the specific reason."

"Could this ghost still prophesy?"

After hearing the explanation, Fred scratched his hair in confusion, but soon he heard the voice of Professor McGonagall and the Fat Madam asking questions from outside the door. The three of them looked at each other hurriedly and put on the invisibility cloak again.

Jordan waved desperately to the three of them, indicating that they should go back to the dormitory first. He jumped onto an armchair and pretended to hold up a newspaper and read the news.

After hearing Professor McGonagall's question, the fat lady outside the door shook her head without hesitation: "No, Professor, no students have come back since ten o'clock."

Professor McGonagall said the password in disbelief, and slipped in through the hole. When he saw the black man sitting in the lounge, he frowned: "Mr. Jordan, you should have laid down to rest by now. Why are you still here?"

"I'm reading the newspaper, Professor."

Li Jordan tightened the coat around him and pulled the hem of his pajamas. He had sat down too hastily just now, and his clothes were all twisted.

Professor McGonagall glanced at the newspaper with sharp eyes, and said with a strange expression: "Read the newspaper backwards?"

Jordan was shocked when he heard this. He lowered his head and realized that he had actually held the newspaper upside down.

"Okay, I don't want to guess the specific reason why you are here. Have you seen Weasley and the two Weasleys coming back?" Professor McGonagall's expression was extremely serious, and her gaze was quite penetrating from the square. From behind the lenses: "I hope you won't lie, kid."

But the black boy didn't care about the professor's gaze and confidently passed the newspaper behind him: "Professor, the three of them have been sleeping upstairs. I just came down because I was afraid of disturbing them."

Professor McGonagall shook her head after hearing this, strode up the spiral staircase, and soon brought Jordan to the door of their dormitory.

With a wave of her wand, the lights in the room immediately came back on.

Fred was awakened by the strong light, as if he had just woken up. He stood up with messy hair. He looked around, his hazy eyes met Professor McGonagall's gaze, and he murmured in confusion: "What's wrong, Professor?"

George and Eric also got up together, looking like they were both awakened.

When Professor McGonagall saw the three of them, she seemed to have let go of something. She walked to their bedside, hugged the three of them one after another, and couldn't help but sigh: "Oh, fortunately you are back, otherwise... …”

Eric was hugged by Professor McGonagall with a confused look on his face, and Legilimency activated unnaturally.

It turned out that the professor was worried that the monster in the school would catch the three of them and injure them, so he ran over in a hurry...

For a moment, Eric didn't know whether he should be moved or ashamed.

The professor had already discovered that it was the three of them who broke into the library at night, but he did not expose them. Instead, he rushed over to confirm whether they were safe.

But what exactly are those monsters?

Legilimency automatically disconnected when Professor McGonagall let go of him.

After all, he only subconsciously activated this magic, so he could only passively read the professor's thoughts at the moment. Naturally, he did not see the specific picture of the monster, but only saw the illusory figures of the three of them.

This magic also reminded him of the plot of 'Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them 2' he watched in his previous life.

As expected, the magic world cannot be judged by common sense. Professor Seamus had demonstrated this operation in front of him before, but today he did it again.

Should I find an anti-tracking book to learn from?

Eric's thoughts were diverging here, and Professor McGonagall quickly overcame his gaffe, patted the back of Jordan's head, told Eric and others good night, and quickly closed the door and left. Got here.

Listening to the footsteps outside the door getting further and further away, Jordan quickly jumped onto George's bed, patted the quilt and asked the three roommates: "What happened? Why is Professor McGonagall so rude?"

Eric and the three of them looked at each other and didn't know what to say for a moment. Eric sorted out what happened and started talking to Jordan.

"Absorbable power detected within the castle..." x2

Just as he was talking about them unlocking the library, two consecutive reminders from the system rang in his ears, and Eric paused subconsciously.

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On the second floor of the castle, Professor Seamus turned around gracefully, and passed his wand across the neck of the charred and withered half-snake man next to him. He ignored the head rising into the air and walked to the side of another rickety figure with disdain. .

"You can't kill me. When I show up again, I will completely defeat you!"

The short, fat man with pustules on his face stuck out a long tongue. His green eyes looked at the graceful Professor Seamus sinisterly, and a sinister smile appeared on his big mouth: "Besides, do you think we are the only ones tonight? I Your companions are already preparing to massacre the students of your school elsewhere."

The wand rotated between the slender fingers of Professor Seamus. Looking at the enemy lying on the ground still looking unconvinced, Professor Seamus snorted dismissively from his delicate nose: "With your strength, Are you still trying to bloodbath the school?"

He squatted down, with a look of interest in the same emerald eyes: "As far as I know, just one new student has already killed three of your companions in the Forbidden Forest, and you don't die every time , there will be a certain slight decline in strength! Where did you get the courage to dare to say defeat me?"

The wand turned into a medieval rapier in his hand. The smile on Professor Seamus' face remained unchanged, and he stabbed the short and fat man's throat fiercely. Looking at the still ferocious expression on his face, the professor closed his eyes. He closed his eyes and shook his head slightly: "You guys, before provoking others next time, you should always consider yourself first."

As he pursed his lips, a red light appeared on the thin sword that pierced the man's neck.

"This is impossible~"

The moment the short and fat man saw the red light appearing, his eyes widened in disbelief. His body, which had been waiting for death, immediately began to struggle, but in vain it only made the wound on his neck wider: "You... …How…is…there…”

The red light only appeared for a moment and then disappeared. The stout man's struggling body seemed to have lost its strength and fell to the ground. The only head that could still shake was still shaking. His eyes were fixed on the professor who stood up with his sword drawn, and he spoke intermittently. Yes, I couldn’t say that sentence after all.

A clean white handkerchief appeared in the professor's palm. He carefully wiped the rapier in his hand until there was no trace of dirty green blood on it. Then he threw the white handkerchief away with satisfaction and let it burn automatically in the air.

Then, Professor Seamus turned around suddenly, pointing the rapier at Professor Dumbledore and Mrs. Pince who appeared at the top of the stairs.

After seeing that it was the two of them, he let out a relieved breath, put down the rapier with a smile, made an ancient etiquette, and bowed to Dumbledore: "Good evening, Mr. Principal, it looks like It's over."