Blessing Potion [Comprehensive British and American]

Xiaoha and Xiaolongbao groped in the dark, stuck to the wall all the way, and ran smoothly into the showroom along the empty corridor.

In the empty showroom, 3 minutes have passed since the agreed meeting time.

"..."

"You said, if they made a...prank?"

Draco Xiaolongbao's tone became dangerous.

"No, it won't. Hermione isn't like that."

Harry shook his head firmly.

"You call her Hermione?!"

Draco asked sharply.

"She still calls me Harry... I think she's a nice person, very serious..."

Little Harry's remaining words were frightened back by Xiao Longbao's staring gray-blue eyes.

Draco said slowly, "If they don't show up in 10 minutes tonight, I don't care if you call her Hermione or both of them Neville...Ron (vomit!)...I'll make them look good!"

Harry blinked his green eyes and shrugged, expressing that he had no objection: "All right, all right, all right, you have the final say, calm down."

The two of them stooped to find a larger display cabinet, squatted behind it, observed secretly and communicated in a low voice.

"Meow~~~"

"..."

The two little buns who were talking in low voices all fell silent.

The emerald and gray-blue eyes met in horror.

Filch's cat!

"T-see-ghost! How-how-do?!"

Xiaolongbao Draco gestured with his lips exaggeratedly.

"I do not know either!"

Xiao Baiha also replied with lip language.

"My Lady Norris, what have you found?"

Filch's voice sounded not far away.

The light in the corridor was slightly brighter than that in the showroom, and the little bun behind the two cat cabinets saw a scrawny cat squatting at the door with its fur bared.

"Run—let's go!"

Harry pointed to the back door of the showroom.

The back door to the showroom was actually more of a log paneled wall, looking pretty dilapidated, with boxes piled next to it.

Draco glanced at the door hinges worriedly, worried that the slightest touch of the door would snap the whole picture.

Then he and Xiaoha were smashed into meat.It didn't even take Filch's turn to catch them and hand them over to the dean, who found his father, who took them home in a rage.

You can skip directly to the "going home" step.

Oh, it's so beautiful.

"What are you hesitating about?! Let's go."

Harry dragged Draco who was moaning secretly, and ran to the back door as quietly as possible.

"The door-opening spell. Damn, I haven't used this spell yet. This spell will be taught by Professor Flitwick next week. I only remember the spell written in the book, but I don't know anything about gestures..."

Draco seemed to have finally come to his senses, and frantically stared at the closed back door.

Harry patted Xiaolongbao's shoulder helplessly, signaling him not to worry, then he stepped forward and opened the tattered door with his bare hands.

"Oh."

Xiaolongbao said that this is actually quite good.

The two looked at the environment behind the door together, which seemed to lead directly to the corridor on the other side.

"Oh, my dear Norris, have you found a disobedient student..."

Filch's asymmetrical footsteps came closer and closer.

Harry and Draco walked through the door almost without hesitation, and closed the door behind them.

"Where is this place?"

Harry cast a "luminescent flash" with his wand and carefully observed the surrounding environment.

"It seems to be the west corridor on the fifth floor, I'm not sure...Anyway, anyway, I just want to go back to the cellar, take a hot bath, put on my nightgown, hug my little dragon pillow and have a good sleep sleep, and throw two Mexican spit turkeys into the Gryffindor common room at 6:[-] tomorrow morning."

Draco said with a dark face.

"Then go downstairs."

Harry silently agreed with the turkey-breathing proposal in his heart. If he was really caught by Filch just now, and then turned to Dean Snape, he would really be dead.

The two walked forward with the faint light, and finally found a rather dilapidated staircase.

They walked carefully down the creaking and dilapidated stairs one by one.

"Be careful, I always feel that this staircase is the movable staircase that the senior in the courtyard said before. Even the location is like..."

"What movable stairs?! Oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!"

Harry almost stepped on the ground, and the next second the stairs really started to spin on the spot.

Draco flew forward, grabbed Harry who was in danger, and covered his mouth by the way.

"Stop yelling, the whole school will hear it in a while!" Draco growled disregarding his demeanor.

"This staircase is spinning!!!"

Harry grabbed one side of the railing tightly, his face turned blue, and he screamed in a breathless voice.

"I feel it! Don't move around, hold it steady, it will stop after a while."

Xiao Longbao also grabbed the railing on the other side, and slowly let go of Harry who had stabilized.

Ten seconds later, the stairs under their feet, as Draco said, turned twice like some Muggle amusement equipment, connecting themselves to the other side downstairs.

The two little buns didn't care where the stairs led to, and rushed down with a posture and speed of being chased by a Mexican turkey, lest the stairs would spin again without authorization.

After the two came down from the stairs, they ran a little farther away with lingering fear, before they barely stopped.

Harry put his hands on his knees, took a deep breath, and lamented, "I'll go to Hagrid at five o'clock tomorrow morning. Two turkeys are enough. I'm going to throw one for Ravenclaw."

"I think so." Draco loosened the collar of his shirt.

"Aha!!! Look what I found!! Two nocturnal brats! Ahahahaha! There's a little rascal here! Where's Filch? Where's Professor Nightwatch?!"

A high-pitched cry frightened the two little wizards who had just returned their hearts, and they almost tripped and slapped themselves on the ground.

What kind of luck is this? !

Draco was about to scream.

First Norris the skinny cat; He also "spins, jumps, and can't open his eyes" with the stairs; after finally landing, he is still out of breath, and meets Peeves again? !

As the most unpopular ghost in Hogwarts, Peeves has his own unique way of "hate".

For example, the less you want it to do something, the more it likes to do it.

"Professor!! Filch, you old man! Who can control them! Ye-you's-little-ghost-oh~~!"

The last sound is comparable to "Eighteen Bends of the Mountain Road", which is melodious and melodious.

The moment Peeves appeared, Cyril felt very different—the whole (only) human (fox) was bad, after all, he had the physique of a white fox, and he was always more sensitive to ghosts.

For example, at this moment, he felt extraordinarily cold and noisy.

Of course, the issue of noise is only for Peeves, a ghost. No matter whether it is a human, a ghost or a portrait of armor, it will feel that Peeves is very noisy.

"Shut up, Peeves! How dare you scream like a Slytherin student?!"

Draco raked his hair, which turned his specially gelled platinum blond hairdo into a field of golden corn that looked like a broken harvester.But he didn't care so much anymore, and growled angrily.

"So? Can't Slytherin be in charge?! Two! Slytherin! Brat! Here it is~!!!"

Harry stretched out a "healthy hand", and he didn't have time to stop Draco from adding fuel to the fire.

"Peeves, you're disturbing me, disappear. Right now. Before I get angry."

Suddenly, a cold and deep voice sounded behind Harry and Draco, with an imposing manner and biting coldness that cannot be ignored.

There was no sound for ten miles around.

The necks of the two little buns were stiff, and every joint bone on their bodies seemed to have suddenly lost the cartilage layer in the middle, and the friction force suddenly increased. Amidst the sound of "ga-ba-ga-ba", the two turned their heads and saw the cartilage standing not far away. , No, the bloody Baro who "floats" not far away.

Barrow is really one of the scariest ghosts in Hogwarts, with silver blood spots all over his body, the corners of his mouth drooping, his nasolabial folds reaching deep into the bones, and his eyes are dull and lifeless.Even if Gryffindor has a "Sir Nicholas" who can pull his head off, it can't shake Barrow's status.

Barrow just "stared" at Peeves who was barking like a bad trumpet not far away, and Peeves immediately bent over and closed his mouth.

"Good evening, Baron Barrow, I don't want to disturb you admiring the beautiful moonlight. Peeves is planning to go to another place to see. I wish you all the best. Good night."

When Peeves spoke to Barrow, his tone was more gentle than ever, even humble.

That "good night" was crisp to the bone, and Harry and Draco got goose bumps.

Harry and Draco watched Peeves disappear in a blink of an eye, and then began to stammer their thanks.

"No, go back early. This is not the place for you to come."

The bloody Baron passed through a wall and disappeared after speaking.

The two watched the "senior" in the academy leave with inexplicable faces, and then continued to hold up their wands and began to find their way.

This corridor looked too miserable, extremely dilapidated, with spider webs on the top, dusty dust on both sides and the ground.Even the armor placed on both sides is the kind that lacks arms, legs and heads.

The main thing is that there is not a single portrait on the two walls of this corridor.

"It's a good thing. At least no one will tell the truth." Harry comforted Draco, who seemed a little nervous.

"Harry, if we make it back, I'm going to shove the turkey in their bed tomorrow morning, whatever it takes."

Draco gasped and dodged a mouse at his feet, broke down and said through gritted teeth.

"As long as I can go back, I'll help you do whatever you want." Harry replied dryly.

"So where is this place?"

Draco looked around and asked tremblingly, even his tone became sharp.

"I don't know, I've never been here, and now I don't know whether to turn back or go forward." Harry's little dimples drooped at the back of his head.

The two walked forward and finally came to a door.

Ahead is the door, what's behind the door—unknown.

Behind is the road, the road I just walked, the road with broken legs.

The Gryffindor blood on Harry's body faintly "caused", and he stretched out his hand towards the door.

"No, no, don't you want to open it?"

Draco grabbed his wrist, his face full of refusal.

Platinum Xiaolongbao felt that he had clashed with something like a "door" tonight, and if he hadn't walked through the broken wooden door just now, he wouldn't be in the situation he is now.

"Otherwise, we've all come here."

Harry blinked, the emerald irises glistening in the dim light.

Draco was silent for a second, reached out, turned the doorknob, and said, "Look, it won't open."

Harry extinguished the fluorescent light on the wand, then smiled shyly, and said, "Actually, I can open the Door Charm, last time Hermione...Granger taught me."

"..."

Then Platinum Dragon Bag watched Harry open the door.

The two of them took a small step in vigilantly, and stuck their heads in.

What does it look like to open Pandora's box?

Draco didn't know.

But Pandora must have the same expression as herself and Harry after opening the magic box.

The two stood on their heads, and for the first time realized what it meant to be "too scared to cry".At a critical moment, Harry pulled out his friend, and then closed the door he had just opened.

The two of them felt their feet go soft for a while...

"Papapa! Dadada! Crackling! Dadada!" A burst of chaotic footsteps came from the end of the corridor.

The two earth-colored little wizards didn't care whether they were the professor, Filch, or Filch's dead cat. They looked forward dully, and their reactions were half a beat too late.

Harry was even vaguely thankful that someone could finally come and lift him away, anywhere, really.

The three figures were getting closer and closer to them.

With his own strength, Ron appeared not far away, dragging Hermione with his left hand and Neville with his right hand. The "rumbling" footsteps of the three of them could almost wake up Hagrid who was sleeping outside the castle.

"Quick! There is a professor behind!!! Open the door!"

The red-haired Gryffindor was like a Quaffle on fire, roaring from afar.

"no no……"

Xiao Long Bao, who hadn't found his own voice, turned backwards and wanted to express his rejection.

"It's too late!! Professor Snape is right behind!!!"

Ron didn't mean to slow down at all, his hair stood on end because of running, and he continued to growl like crazy.

Harry pursed his lips, shook his head slowly but firmly, and took a slow step away from the door.He really wanted Dean Snape to show up right now, so that he could faint on the spot and be taken away by the Levitating Charm.

"You guys are so dazed! The Alahoo hole is open!"

Panting, Hermione shook off Ron's hand and pointed at the wooden door, which swung open.Then Harry and Draco were pulled back deeply behind the door by the "reliable" little friend.

"Bang."

The wooden door closed behind five people.

Harry and Draco immediately frantically turned back and scratched at the door, looking for the handle as if they had woken up.Like two frightened cats.

Ron dragged the two of them through the eight corridors of the three floors just now, and now he was so tired that he wanted to lie down and sat down on the ground.

Neville, who had been silent all this time, patted Ron on the back and turned around slowly.Then there was a short scream, and he rolled his eyes, looking like he was going to faint.

Hermione frowned and wanted to get angry, and when she turned her head to see the situation behind Ron, she also closed her mouth.

A huge dog with three heads, baring its teeth, staring at eyes bigger than copper bells, drooling, standing not far from several people.Probably disturbed by the opening and closing of the door twice in a row, and now he has stood up—a full 3 meters high.

"What's the matter with this door? Why can't it be unscrewed?!" Draco screamed in a broken voice.

"Why didn't you say there was a dog in the door?!" Hermione asked angrily while stepping back carefully.

"Did you give us a chance to talk?!"

If it wasn't for the wrong timing, Harry felt that Draco would really like to roll up his sleeves and reason with Hermione.

"Excuse me, that dog has taken another step, stop arguing, and open the door!" Ron sat on the ground and moved backwards in a different tone.

"Alahoo hole is open! This is a two-way locked door!"

Hermione quickly opened the door with a quick "boom", and the remaining four rushed out of the door together with unprecedented speed and tacit understanding.

"Wow woof—woof woof woof!!!"

The three-headed dog suddenly got into trouble, and rushed straight at the backs of the five people. The four boys pushed Hermione out first with a tacit understanding, and then rushed out of the door scrambling to get out.

Harry pushed against the door and yelled at the remaining four, "Go first! I'll hold the door!"

——Because the door is not closed at this moment, a dog's mouth is trying to push it out.

"No! You go, I am strong!"

Ron pressed against the door together, trying to push away Neville and Draco who still refused to leave.

"Don't even think about it, you redhead! You think I'll cry when you do this!?"

Draco did not hesitate to join the top door activity.

"Woooo, I'm not going anywhere, let's close the door first."

Because there was no place for him to rely on on the door, Neville threw himself directly on the three boys, stretching out his hands and exerting strength together.

At the end of the corridor, Professor Snape, who was about to rush forward with a dark face, was suddenly grabbed by the sleeve of the white fox boy beside him. Before he had time to say anything, the other party rushed forward with great enthusiasm, and he didn't know where Cyril was. With all the strength, he pushed him against the dark wall, tiptoed to his lips, and covered him with an extremely passionate kiss.

At the same time, where Snape couldn't see, Cyril stretched out a hand, waved his wand, and the door held by the three hellhounds closed instantly.

The young man passionately kissed the man in front of him, one hand slowly wrapped his arms around the wizard's neck, the other hand put away his wand, and touched down along the wizard's face.Snape wanted to speak, but the boy's tongue slipped in when he opened his mouth.The head of Slytherin froze completely, and reached out and pulled the restless hand from his shirt.

When the two left each other's lips reluctantly, the corridor on the right side of the fourth floor was already empty.