[HP] Being a problem student at Hogwarts

The feast at the Halloween dinner was so exquisite—perhaps because there were specialties from all over the world, not just British cuisine—even the children who had eaten their bellies in Hogsmeade still tried their best. Ordered a second portion of each meal.

Harry's mood recovered well, especially after Tom sent a message saying he was safe, and the last bit of worry disappeared. Even when Malfoy finally shouted deliberately when everyone left the auditorium: "Dementors salute you, Harry!" he didn't take it seriously. After all, Malfoy always liked to find trouble with him, and he didn't care at all. His will must be fulfilled.

Harry, Ron and Hermione followed the rest of the Gryffindors along the usual route to Gryffindor Tower. But when they walked to the portrait of the Fat Lady, they found that there were many people crowded in the corridor.

"Why doesn't anyone go in?" Ron said curiously.

"Please let me pass." Percy walked out of the crowd proudly. "Why are you stuck here? You all must have forgotten the password - I'm sorry, I am the president of the Boys' Student Union -" He suppressed the proud energy in the middle of speaking, and suddenly became quiet, and then he tried his best to A calm but still can't help but top-notch voice said: "Someone please invite Professor Dumbledore. Hurry!"

The students were restless and whispering, and no one could tell exactly what was going on. Fortunately, Dumbledore arrived soon after, and the students in Gryffindor House all crowded together to make way for a way. The few students standing in front of the entrance to the Gryffindor lounge were like timid people under the storm. The chick suddenly saw its parents looking at him eagerly.

"It's okay, kids." Dumbledore said calmly, waved his wand, and said to the silver-white phoenix that jumped out of the wand's tip: "Please tell Professor McGonagall to go to Filch immediately and tell He looked for the Fat Lady on every painting in the castle.”

At this time, Harry and the others finally saw what happened - Hermione screamed and grabbed Harry's arm - the fat lady who had been guarding the door of the Gryffindor common room had disappeared from the portrait, and the portrait had been damaged. By the time of the vandalism, small pieces of canvas were strewn all over the floor, and large pieces of canvas had been torn completely from the frame.

"How lucky you are!" Peeves jumped on the heads of the crowd, looking very happy.

"What do you mean, Peeves?" Dumbledore asked calmly. Peeves' smile faded a bit - he didn't dare laugh at Dumbledore.

So he turned to a smooth tone and said: "I'm sorry, Mr. Principal. She didn't want to be seen. Tsk tsk tsk, she was in a mess. I saw her running past the landscape painting on the fifth floor. Sir, hide. Among the trees, crying and saying terrible things," he said cheerfully. "Poor little thing," he added, without any pity for anyone else.

"Did she say who did it?" Dumbledore asked quietly.

"Oh, I did, Mr. Professor." Peeves said, saluting Dumbledore crookedly. "He was very annoyed that she wouldn't let him in, you know." Peeves somersaulted in the air, grinning at Dumbledore from between his own legs. "He's got a bad temper, this Sirius Black."

Ron took a breath and whispered to them: "I told you that seeing 'ominous' is bound to be bad!"

Hermione pinched Harry's arm harder and said with a pale face, "Tom's not back yet!"

Professor Dumbledore asked all the Gryffindor students to return to the auditorium. Ten minutes later, students from Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw, Slytherin and other houses also came. Can't figure it out.

Harry, Ron and Hermione have yet to agree on whether to tell the professors.

"Listen to me," Ron said in a low voice, "If he hasn't come back yet, he must be doing something that is not suitable for professors to know. I have experience in this kind of thing. Every time Fred and George ghost That's how they do their secret experiments."

"But he doesn't know yet -" Hermione bit her lip, guessing that Tom was probably in the Room of Requirement. As long as he didn't take the initiative to come out of that place, the possibility of Blake breaking in was too small.

"You still have to inform him!" she said quickly.

"The faculty and I will conduct a thorough search of the castle," Principal Dumbledore explained to the students at this time. Professor McGonagall and Flitwick closed all the doors of the auditorium. "For your own safety, I think you may have to stay here for the night. I ask the prefects to stand guard at the entrance to the hall, and the Head Boy and Head Girl to remain in charge. If anything happens, report it to me immediately," he added to Percy. In one sentence, Percy said with the pride of an important person, "Find a ghost to bring a message to me."

He paused and was about to leave the auditorium, then said: "Oh, by the way, you will need it." Dumbledore waved his wand casually, and the long tables flew to the edge of the auditorium and stood against the wall; With another wave, the ground was covered with hundreds of purple sleeping bags. "Sleep well," Dumbledore said, closing the door behind him as he went out. The auditorium immediately burst into a buzz of excitement: Gryffindor students were busy telling other students what had just happened.

Hermione immediately took advantage of the confusion and rushed to the door.

"What are you doing! Get back in your sleeping bag! Lights out in ten minutes!" Percy immediately caught up.

Hermione stared at him calmly, raised her chin and said, "Girls have a little question every month. Why, do you still want to continue questioning me?"

Percy's face turned red immediately, he stammered and asked her to come back early, and then quickly turned around to scold the boys who were still chatting.

Hermione slipped out of the auditorium, quickly folded a paper airplane, and hit it anxiously with her wand: "Go find Tom and tell him that Sirius has entered the castle and all students are staying in the auditorium for the night. Please pay attention to his safety."

"Ah, that's right." She quickly added another magic spell before flying away, "Okay, don't be seen by anyone."

She returned to the Great Hall with her head held high and calmly, gave Ron and Harry a reassuring look, picked a sleeping bag and lay down.

Malfoy looked at them suspiciously among the Slytherins.

"Lights out now!" Percy yelled. "I want everyone to get in their sleeping bags and stop talking!"

All the candles were extinguished immediately. The only light now came from the silver ghosts, who wandered about talking solemnly to the prefects.

The enchanted ceiling was filled with stars like the sky outside. Malfoy was very uncomfortable lying on the ground, staring at the ceiling unable to sleep. No one has ever dared to ask the noble Master Malfoy to sleep on the ground, cold, hard, and crowded with so many people.

Malfoy felt very wronged.

There are different teachers patrolling the auditorium every hour, but even if the most protective Professor Snape walks past them, the Slytherins are still too sensible to say anything and pretend to be asleep, not even whispering to other houses. No - they are the most discriminating house in Hogwarts, and no one is planning to jump out at this time and be set an example by the black-faced Professor Snape.

I don't know what time it was in the morning, Malfoy was vaguely sleepy, but he heard a low voice calling him faintly in his ear: "Malfoy, Malfoy, Draco Malfoy..." "

Malfoy opened his eyes suddenly, opened his mouth to scream, and began to touch the wand with his left hand. But he was held down in the next moment. One hand covered his mouth, and the other hand held his wand across his hand. The other party - although the other party's figure could not be seen, he was probably invisible. - straddling him, pressing her knees lightly on his sternum like a threat.

"Don't make a sound." The mysterious man leaned over and whispered in his ear, "It's me, Tom Locke."