Harder Aurora

He took out a half-burned piece of parchment from his robe, "Where's your prudence, Severus?"

Snape opened his mouth, and now he couldn't keep his composure any longer, "This—you entered Grimmauld Place?"

Lucius avoided Snape's hand that wanted to snatch the parchment, and stepped back cautiously, "You answer my first question first, and I will tell you what happened after I get the answer I want—please forgive me Me, I can't trust anyone in the current situation."

Snape was silent for a long time before finally admitting, "Yes, I have always been a member of the Order of the Phoenix."

Lucius breathed a sigh of relief visibly, "Then in return, you have not been told that Malfoy has betrayed the Dark Lord, that we and Potter have escaped from the Manor. And now—yes, I hate to admit it , we've been living in Grimmauld Place these days, and Harry Potter has brought us into Hogwarts."

Snape was completely flabbergasted, his eyes wide open, staring blankly at Lucius, "You're kidding."

"No, I haven't told you the most exciting part yet." Lucius said mockingly.

"Come on, Lucius, I feel like nothing can shock me anymore." He said dryly.

Lucius's expression can be said to be gnashing his teeth, "Who would have thought that? Draco and Potter are actually having sex, Merlin, a Gryffindor, a Potter!" Until now, whenever he thought of this Things just want to scream.

"..." Snape turned around, "It seems this is an illusion."

"Severus!" Lucius finally completely lost his composure, he stepped forward and grabbed Snape's shoulder, "This is the point, Draco must follow, his death in the eyes of the Dark Lord now The ranking is probably higher than the damned savior!"

Snape's face changed, the Dark Lord could play cat and mouse with Potter - just like he had done all these years, but he would never let the traitor go, "Is he also in the castle now?" he asked in a deep voice .

"Yes, they don't know what they are looking for. Narcissa and I don't have wands, and we can't be found. They can't be found at all." Lucius took a breath, "Narcisa was in contact with the brains of Dumbledore's army. The sick cubs stay together - that's not the point, if you're from the Order of the Phoenix, you should be familiar with Potter's actions, I don't have much time, I can only ask you, help my Draco. "The blond wizard said desperately, how old did he seem in an instant?

"Are you helping their operation?" Snape asked in shock.

"That's the end of the matter." Lucius smiled wryly.

After escorting Lucius away, Snape quickly learned of the whereabouts of Potter and his blond boyfriend through the pile of portraits of the headmaster. Dumbledore in the portraits looked extremely relieved, "I didn't expect Harry Being able to bring the Malfoys back, he did what I couldn't." Snape scolded back with a black face, "Oh, shut up, Albus."

After thinking for a while, he quickly took out a small bottle of golden liquid from the dark compartment, and hurriedly left the principal's office. The black robe fluttered behind him like a midnight bat.

Potter and Draco were in the bathroom of Ravenclaw's dormitory, where he had escaped from the terrified students under the cover of a Transmutation Charm, before reappearing after placing a protective spell on the bathroom.

"Disarm!" Harry's reaction was very quick, he shielded Draco behind him, and quickly knocked Snape's wand away.

Snape spread his hands out in a gesture of not intending to attack. Harry was completely confused, but he still held his wand steadily, showing no intention of letting it go.

"It's actually true, when Lucius told me I thought he was poisoned with mercury," Snape looked at Harry mockingly, "Draco, you have worse taste than Granger."

"Godfather," Draco came out from behind Harry in surprise, "did you see your father?"

"Muggle clothes, Draco, I didn't expect you to be so depraved." Snape narrowed his eyes, looking unkindly at the hoodie he was wearing.

"You killed Dumbledore," said Harry dangerously, taking two steps forward.

"Listen, Potter, I don't have time to continue playing games with you. Legilimency me, you can get everything you want to know." Snape looked directly into Harry's green eyes, just as he looked directly at Lily's hateful eyes. eyes.

Draco touched Harry's face and said softly, "Did you forget the piece of paper your father found in the fireplace?" Holding one hand on the hand he was holding his wand, the savior's anger was half-extinguished in an instant, Slowly lower the wand.

"..." Snape just wanted to insert his own eyes, or someone to give him an Oblivion Charm.

Instantly, his brain was hacked.The savior's magic is as turbulent and magnificent as the sea, and it penetrates everywhere. The young man's scene, Lily's eyes, Dumbledore's compassionate face, years of false obedience, one by one, were unreservedly dissected and inspected over and over again.

When Harry's consciousness finally left his brain, he couldn't bear it and fell to his knees, covered in cold sweat.

Draco worriedly ran over and knelt down beside him, holding his arm, "Professor, are you okay?"

Snape looked up with difficulty, and as expected, he saw Potter's shocked and sad face, the young savior's eyes were red, and he squatted on the ground in disbelief.

"Listen Potter, I don't have time to answer any of your questions. In fact, if it wasn't for Draco, you wouldn't have had the chance to see me alive again." He gritted his teeth.

"What?" Draco froze.

Snape pulled Draco's sleeve and took out the small bottle of potion, "I really didn't expect you to become so stupid, but if you have any brains, you will know that your chance of death is higher than Potter's now. Hundreds of times, neither the Death Eaters nor the Dark Lord will let you go!"

"This is Felicia, drink it." Snape frowned and pinched Draco's face.

"No!" Draco reacted, turned his face away and said, "You can't be in trouble!"

It's over, he was really infected with the Gryffindor virus, Snape had a splitting headache, "Don't be self-willed!"

It's a pity that Snape had just been taken by Legilimency, and he didn't have much strength at all. Draco snatched the bottle immediately, but Snape kept struggling, and Draco couldn't hold down an adult.

"Harry!" he yelled over his shoulder, and Harry, who was in shock and pain, staggered towards him immediately. "I still hate you," he said tremblingly to Snape.

"If you hate me, hurry up and hold down your boyfriend!" He roared in a broken voice.

"No," Harry shook his head with red eyes, the goddamn Gryffindor is on, "you can't do anything, Professor, and as for Draco, I will protect him with my life."

Just as Snape was about to say something, the whole bottle of potion poured in.

"Cough cough cough!" Damn it, he choked.

Harry took Draco's hand and walked towards the bathroom door, "Let's have a good talk after everything is over."

Draco broke free from Harry's hand and ran back, hugging the man who was still lying on the ground, "Goodbye, Godfather."

Unexpectedly, this will be the last side.

It's all the Savior's fault.Yes, he had such a double standard that he must find a scapegoat, and Lucius thought so too.The funniest thing is that Potter thinks the same way, which is really self-aware.

"Let's go." Lucius averted his eyes from looking at the big tree, and said to Severus lightly.

Snape nodded, stopped the meaningless memories, and continued walking side by side.

"...It's not fair..." "After you find out that the matter has nothing to do with you in the past few days, you can rematch, James." "Don't talk to me." Several people suddenly came out from the corner in front, it was Potter and him of two sons.

☆、What is the thing you are most afraid of?

Harry stopped in his tracks, Albus and James bickering and bumping into each other behind him without looking the way.

"It seems that the Ministry of Magic is really closed down, Potter." Snape said disgustedly.

Harry smiled helplessly, "You can ask Lucius for confirmation on this issue, Professor Snape."

Lucius ignored Harry. In fact, he was in urgent need of something to vent. He narrowed his gray-blue eyes and looked at the two boys behind Harry, "These two must be Mr. Potter, so I won't introduce you ?” he sneered.

James broke away from Albus holding his hand, stepped out from behind Harry, and said viciously, "I know you, Mr. Malfoy."

"20 points from Gryffindor for being rude to your elders." Snape narrowed his eyes happily.

"professor--"

Without waiting for James to say anything else, Albus said to Lucius gently, "I'm Albus, hello, Mr. Malfoy."

"What a different tutor." Lucius said, looking at Harry maliciously.

"Let's go, your classmates must be waiting for you to celebrate." Harry said softly to Albus, who nodded and pulled James away.

When the two of them could not hear the adults' speech, they suddenly looked at each other in a heartfelt way, and then looked back at Mr. Malfoy who was still standing in the courtyard——long platinum-blond hair hanging down to his waist, even though they were so far apart Far, still eye-catching.

"I have a bad association." James trembled, looking as if he was going to be sick.

The corner of Albus's mouth twitched, and miraculously managed to maintain his composure, "Stop your associations, Merlin knows how many future partners you have arranged for Dad."

"Don't you think that Harry's tolerance for the old peacock is beyond the limit of normal people? No, when I give Harry any future partner, mom will definitely scold you to death if she finds out."

Albus squinted at the twin brother, it seemed that he still hadn't accepted the fact that their parents were about to divorce, "Really? Luna Lovegood, Walker's mother, and now there's another Malfoy."

James screamed, "Stop talking! I don't even want to picture Harry and the old peacock—"

"No, it's you who stopped talking." Albus pinched his cheek hard, his face livid.

"Actually, I do need you, Lucius." Harry walked up to Lucius, winking at Snape.

Snape frowned, "Are you sure it wasn't an accident? Of course, it can only be treated as an accident."

Lucius didn't want to keep seeing Potter's hideous face at all, but if Severus knew, then he was a little curious too.

"That snake called me master," Harry pursed his lips, his emerald green eyes instantly became extremely sharp, "I'm not sure if there is some kind of black magic that can control the consciousness of animals..."

"Lucius doesn't know more about the Dark Arts than I do," Snape said dryly.

Lucius immediately glared at Harry.

Harry made a gesture of surrender, "I didn't mean that."

"You don't make sense, Potter, if it's artificial, what's the point of doing it," Snape said.

"Oh, Professor - and Mr Potter." A Slytherin student walked into the courtyard, platinum blonde, holding a fluffy owl in his arms and a snowy white envelope in his hand.

"Mr. Walker," Harry's eyes lit up, "didn't you go to see Quidditch?"

"I don't like Quidditch." Charles replied obediently. He was just taking advantage of the time when almost everyone was watching the game to get the reply to the message that he sent out secretly before, and took Audlin back by the way, but he didn't expect to look back Just ran into these people.

"It seems that you finally learned how to use an owl, Professor Bubaji must be very pleased." Snape mocked.

Lucius was completely flabbergasted, staring incredulously at the Slytherin's face, especially the blonde hair that was as dazzling as his own.

"This is Stoke's owl. By the way, help him get the letter. They all have a crazy love for Quidditch, so I have to do it for you."

"That's a Muggle envelope," said Snape.

"Wait—" Lucius patted Snape on the back, signaling him to pause discussing the issue of the letter's attribution, "Who is this?"

Harry understood exactly what Lucius was thinking, and he sighed slightly, "This is Mr. Walker from America." He deliberately bit the American pronunciation very strongly.

"Exactly," said Snape, whose expression became inarticulate, "the first ever Slytherin Muggle."

"A Muggle," Lucius repeated dryly.

"..." Charles narrowed his eyes and looked at the blond wizard's hair unhappily. "You must be Mr. Malfoy."

"How do you know? It seems like you've never met." Harry asked amusedly.

"Oh," Charles made an exaggerated expression, "'There is still Malfoy?' 'Malfoy hasn't died yet?' 'Are you an illegitimate child?' When I first arrived in the wizarding world, I thought the platinum gold The hair is patented."

Harry's eyes widened in shock, probably Lucius was going to die of anger, he and Snape exchanged the most tacit look ever.

Every sentence hits Lucius where it hurts, and he narrows his eyes dangerously, "You disrespectful Muggle—"

"Confinement, Mr. Walker. Now, go back with your owl." Snape said coldly.

Charles recovered his expressionless face, nodded slightly to Harry, and walked away with his head raised.

"Why not deduct Slytherin points?" Harry asked.

"Ah, you reminded me, James Potter attacked Sterling with a cake and has not received punishment yet, Gryffindor will deduct another 50 points."

"..."

"Who's that?" Lucius hissed back, every strand of his hair was emitting anger.

"I said, a Muggle from America." Snape's face darkened even more, "And rich beyond imagination, you can't trouble his parents, Lucius."

"It was you who first mocked him as a Muggle." Harry pinched his tall nose helplessly.

Lucius gave him a disgusted look, sneered, and turned away angrily.

Charles returned to the dormitory with a sullen face, and after setting up Audrin, he began to stare at the white envelope in a daze.

He picked up the envelope knife, stayed there for a while, then suddenly threw away the knife as if he had been scalded, and stuffed the envelope at the bottom of the drawer.

James lay sleepily on the long table. Today's cake was actually made in the shape of a golden snitch. James lost his appetite when he saw it.

Alan Field comforted him sympathetically, "The principal has announced that it was just an accident, and you can participate in the next game normally. Besides, the really disturbing thing hasn't happened yet, and I was with Slytherin in the afternoon Defense Against the Dark Arts."

When James heard it, he felt even more upset, the most hated professor and the most hated college.He got up desperately and slashed at the poor cake with a knife.

"Oh, James, this is disgusting." Amber puffed up, looking angrily at the cake that had turned into a ball of cream foam.

When he arrived in the classroom, James still had an expression of no motivation for doing anything. He saw the golden head of Slytherin from a distance, and couldn't help but rolled his eyes. He was holding the book again , A Slytherin loves reading more than Ravenclaw, what kind of spirit is this?

"Charles," Dominic suddenly woke Charles up from the book, "where did you go last night?" He whispered into Charles' ear.

"What are you talking about?" Charles asked, looking away uncomfortably, frowning.

"In the middle of the night last night, you suddenly got dark, sat at the desk for a while, and then left the dormitory." Dominique said honestly.

"I do not have."

"You have, and almost scared me to death."

"Then why didn't you stop me then? You must have had a nightmare." Charles snorted coldly.

Dominic was stunned. It was also possible. In theory, he should have called Charles to stop him, but he didn't know why at the time, he was so scared that he shrank under the blanket, and he didn't dare to breathe out.This is not normal, and the answer can only be that he is having nightmares.

The door swung open, and the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, who was always dressed like a bat, strode in. "Put away your useless textbooks and get out your wand," he said sullenly.

Charles lazily produced his hawthorn wand, which he twirled unconsciously between his fingers.

"How did you do it?" Isabel watched Charles turn his wand with wide eyes, fascinated.

Dominic tried to turn it around, and with a "snap", the wand fell to the ground.Ai Liluo also tried it enthusiastically, but she also dropped it as expected.

"It's a disgrace to Slytherin for a pure-blood wizard to let his wand drop on the ground." Snape looked at them angrily.

The Gryffindors giggled, and the Slytherins snuggled their wands back into place.

"The classroom is noisy, Gryffindor will deduct 15 points." Snape turned his head and said viciously.

"..."

At this time, the box in the middle of the classroom shook strangely. Although they were very curious, the two colleges tacitly kept quiet.

Only then did Snape twist his mouth in satisfaction, "This is a Boggart. In theory, you should only take this class in the third year. But I think this kind of extremely low-level and weak magical animal, the second-year The wizards are already good enough to deal with it, anyproblems?"

"What's a Boggart?" a Gryffindor asked bravely.

"A dark creature that can only bluff. They have almost no ability to protect themselves. The only magic they can use is transformation. When they encounter threats, they will become what the opponent fears most and drive the enemy away." James couldn't help it. Said.

"Pretty accurate," Snape said for the first time without giving Gryffindor points for being too talkative. "So, Potter, you go first."

James' face twitched, and he knew that the bat spirit would not let him go, he just wanted to see him make a fool of himself.

Snape flicked his wand casually, and the box opened with a "click", and a ball of black fluid wriggled out of it.

The mass of things began to change, slowly forming an entity, and fell to the ground from mid-air, making a crisp sound—it was a shiny silver wedding ring.

James' face darkened when he saw the ring. This was the ring that Ginny sent back in the letter.I'm afraid no one in the whole school except Albus will know what the ring represents, so let them guess.

"Funny funny" James immediately yelled the incantation, as if he didn't want to take another look.The ring rose into the air and turned into a blond boy covered in cream.

The whole classroom roared with laughter, and Snape couldn't help twisting the corners of his mouth slightly, but he immediately restrained the urge to laugh.

"—Potter!" Charles snapped. "Are you sick?"

In the long struggle, James finally won for the first time. He narrowed his eyes happily, "If you have the ability, you can too."

Charles came out with a sneer, and pushed him aside, and the surrounding Slytherins silently took half a step back.

The creamy "self" looked at him quietly for a moment, then changed again, this time it took a while.

The change happened in an instant, and the bright green light poured over the sky and covered the sky, and all the people and objects in the classroom turned green under the green light.

"Ah—" someone screamed, and several girls pulled their sleeves to cover their faces, and James couldn't help but raise his arms to block his eyes from the green light.This light makes people feel too uncomfortable, it is so strong that it seems to be a substance, and it can split the soul of a person.

"What's going on?" Snape's face turned green, looking more gloomy and terrifying, "What is this?"

But Charles didn't answer him, and Snape rushed over to grab his shoulder, and was surprised to find that Charles' eyes were blank, and his pupils shrank to the size of pinpoints.

☆、Dominic's adventure and James' discovery

"Wake up, can you hear me?" Snape shook Charles' shoulder solemnly, and the boy's head swayed with his movement without moving.Like a puppet.

"What is this?" James kept blocking the light with his hands, frowning.

Snape straightened up, and with a flick of his wand, the light disappeared, and the Boggart struggled to be pushed back into the box.

Charles woke up instantly, and Snape was surprised to see his pupils return to their normal size.

"get out of class is over!" Snape said with a dark face, then pointed at Charles with his chin, "You stay."

After James left the classroom with everyone, he thought for a while, took out the invisibility cloak and put it on, and returned to the classroom with his ear on the door.

"How is this going?"

"I don't know what it is, maybe it's the death light of the lightsaber."

"What is a lightsaber—no, that's not the point, you're frozen, there must be some reason."

"Maybe it's just petrified, after all it's the most frightening thing, aren't you right, Professor Snape?"

"I'll figure out what's going on, now, get out!"

James took a few steps back alertly, the door opened immediately, and the blond bastard walked out expressionlessly, but according to James' understanding of him, he was sure that the mutated poisonous snake was definitely angry.

It's really too stingy to be angry at the slightest thing.James pouted contemptuously.

Snape came out on his heels, looking darkly at Walker's back.Obviously this one is also angry, why are Slytherins so easily angry?

Talking about the easily angry Slytherin, James couldn't help but think of the diary that he stuffed in the corner of his schoolbag. The owner of the diary was also such a person who would get angry after a few words from a scarred head.James stopped suddenly, eyes widening.If the one in the diary is Slytherin, given that Severus Snape has been the head of Slytherin for many years, maybe...

Snape was holding back his annoyance, restraining himself not to deduct points from Slytherin, not to curse the students, when he suddenly felt the air was disturbed, and there was a sound of running "da da", but when he turned around, he didn't see anyone .

"... Gryffindor." He squeezed out as if to vent his anger, "5 points deducted for eavesdropping on the professor's conversation."

Charles was stunned as soon as he entered the common room. His college classmates were all huddled on the sofa to play with wands. Erilo was obviously very talented. She could already spin twice.

"Boleyn! How did you do it?" A fourth-year boy asked in shock. He tried to spin it, and the wand fell to the ground with a "slap" and rolled to the fireplace.

"...What are you doing?" Charles felt that this scene was too magical, and even wanted to record it.

"How's it going, are you being scolded again?" Dominique sat up straight and asked sympathetically.

"Yeah—and you're not curious either? Don't you have anything to ask me?" Charles' eyes widened in surprise.

"Respect secrets, respect privacy." Erilo nodded understandingly.

"There is no secret, nor is there any privacy, because I don't know it myself." Charles sighed, casually threw his schoolbag on the carpet, and sat down heavily in the pile of soft pillows.

"Come on!" Dominique said perfunctorily, "Can you—that, do it again?"

Charles "???"

Dominique enthusiastically held the wand between his index and middle fingers, and twirled it gently.Sure enough, the wand flew into a senior's teacup, "hey!" The boy screamed unhappily, but he didn't say anything, just continued to pretend not to care and watched the juniors tossing their wands.

"You will get me scolded. I don't want to tidy up any showroom anymore." Charles said dryly.

"Don't you particularly enjoy being scolded?"

"I think you're very scolded." Charles gritted his teeth.

Stola came from the door, and when he saw this scene, he stopped with a strange expression on his face, but it was only for a few seconds, and then he pretended that he hadn't seen anything, and walked back to the dormitory with his head up.

Dominic raised an eyebrow, "There seems to be something wrong with this, but don't worry, I won't ask."

"Shouldn't you ask Potter?" Charles opened his eyes innocently.

"Yes, yes, ask Potter." Dominic nodded sincerely.

James was disappointed to find that there was nothing related to Dean Slytherin in the diary. To be precise, it was just a fourth-grade secret love "Scarhead" topic, and many parts were missing because it had been burned.

She is sensitive, irritable, and in James' opinion, even a little sentimental. Of course, if this Slytherin girl is still there, she will probably blow James' head off. She doesn't even realize that she is a young girl in puberty.

"...what a potions idiot, can never make a normal potion, deserves to be punished every potions class. But this kind of troll who loves rat's nest and never combs his hair can't understand the art of potions It's over." Seeing the awkwardness and hypocrisy, James shook his head secretly.

"...Damn, ugly one-eyed lunatic, how dare you humiliate me like this, that idiot with the scar head is still laughing, very good, dad is right, he will never survive 5 minutes in the game, after he dies I will To be merciful, burn the weasel's red hair to him..."

"...The minister actually died in the Forbidden Forest, and Scarhead was at the scene again. Why does he always use various means to focus other people's attention on him..."

"...Scarhead and Mudplant are on the front page, and I knew there would be a day when he would have the same stinky aesthetic as his father who died early."

This is really full of jealousy, but James has sharp eyes and found that although most of the content is not nutritious, and it is even terrible that James has learned a lot of curse words, but some of the information in it is still very valuable, such as "one-eyed madman" , "Competition", "Minister Died in Forbidden Forest", oh, of course, there is also the front page with Mudblood, which is probably still an ambiguous gossip front page.

As for being punished every time in Potions class, it was also very interesting. He had heard that Snape used to be a Potions professor. As for being punished by Snape every time, it was probably himself, James hummed happily.

"Albus! Did you see James?" Amber and Allen asked when they saw Albus leaving Ravenclaw in the library.

Albus politely motioned Ravenclaw's companions to go back to the dormitory first, and then turned to look at the two Gryffindors, "I rarely see him, after all, our class time is different, what's the matter ?"

"The prefect is about to count the number of people and go to bed, but we found that James is not in the dormitory, so we came out to look for him."

Albus narrowed his eyes slightly, "Go back first, I'll just look for him, if your prefect asks, just say he's with me."

After sending the two away, Albus opened the Marauder's Map muttering, "I solemnly swear that I will do no good."

So late, alone, what is James doing?Albus checked corridor by corridor, turned from the astronomy tower to the headmaster's office, and found the Slytherin dormitory from the edge of the Forbidden Forest, and finally saw the familiar dot in the library.

"..." Albus looked up speechlessly at the library door next to him, sighed, cast a few Silencing and Confusion spells on the door, and walked back.

James was flipping through the "Ministry of Magic Highlights" under the invisibility cloak, when the invisibility cloak was ripped off suddenly, his hair exploded, and he immediately drew out his wand to prepare for a duel with the attacker.

"What are you doing?" Albus cursed in a low voice, "Ministry of Magic Highlights? Do you need to be so sneaky to read this book?"

James put down his wand in shock, "...you scared me!"

"Your little girlfriend is looking for you everywhere," Albus sneered.

"I don't have any little girlfriends." James frowned, knelt down and picked up the "Ministry of Magic Highlights". "I'm just checking which minister died in the Forbidden Forest."

"What are you looking for?"

After thinking about it, James decided to answer honestly. After all, he has been inferior to Albus for 100 years in terms of searching for information. "This starts with the diary I picked up in the Room of Requirement..."

After listening, Albus looked at him helplessly, "So you want to find this Miss Slytherin, and then, what's the point?"

James always subconsciously acted like a baby in front of his twin brothers. He puffed up his cheeks slightly, "I just wondered if she succeeded."

"Gryffindor." Albus rolled his eyes.

"I have turned to the 50th year of the establishment of the Ministry of Magic." James sat cross-legged on the ground with great interest, and took out the diary from his schoolbag to his brother.

"It should start from the back." Albus sighed again, "Since you think this is something that happened when Professor Snape was teaching, why do you want to start searching from thousands of years ago?"

James seemed to be choked, "Don't say it."

"Is this it?" Albus ignored him, he read a line of words intently, "Barty Crouch, was killed by his son Barty Crouch Jr. in the Forbidden Forest of Hogwarts."

Dominic woke up again in the middle of the night. Since the last time he had a nightmare and saw Charles sleepwalking, he began to have nightmares non-stop, but every time he woke up, he had no memory of the nightmare.Sometimes he opened his eyes suddenly and looked at his roommate's bed curtain subconsciously. He didn't know why he felt flustered. He even tried to quietly lift a corner of the bed curtain again, but the blond rich young man was sleeping with his eyes closed. It is fragrant.

This time he did it again, he mustered up his courage, and took a peek at the gloomy light at the bottom of the black lake outside the glass of the dormitory.

But this glance almost scared him away, because there is no, there, and people inside!

Dominic took a deep breath and resisted the urge to scream. This may be the bravest time in his life, even the brainless Gryffindor would bow down to him - he decided to find someone .

"Fluorescence," he said softly, controlling the light to the tiniest brightness. This was a method that Charles suddenly came up with in Charms class. For this reason, Professor Flitwick gave Slytherin 50 points .

He tiptoed to the common room, which looked even more eerie when no one was there, and the embers in the fireplace were all extinguished.Dominic swallowed hard, thinking of the dark wizard stories his father read to him when he was a child, he just wanted to run back to bed and hide under the covers.

When he was about to give up his exploration, the doorway opened almost silently. Fortunately, no one was the quietest in the middle of the night, and the sound of a needle falling would be infinitely amplified. Dominic immediately rolled behind the sofa, literally, really. Go over, then stick out half of your head, looking in the direction of the doorway in horror.

His roommate came in in his pajamas, and under the dim light at the bottom of the lake, Dominique saw that he had no expression on his face, his eyes were half-opened, and he walked straight to the dormitory without using fluorescent flashes or even looking at the road.

Dominic didn't dare to vent his anger, and followed quietly. He saw that Charles was definitely sleepwalking, and he had a reason to follow—Charles was not walking in the direction of their dormitory.

He walked in silence, even down a flight of stairs, until at last he came to a door at the end of the corridor.

It was the prefect's dormitory, and Dominic crouched 7 or 8 meters behind him in fear. Then, the blond Slytherin opened the door directly in the dark.

"!!!" Dominic was about to suffocate. What should I do? Will Sterling be scared to death?Without thinking too much, he ran in on his heels.

Charles was standing by the bed, silently watching the sleeping Slytherin prefect, his bangs hanging limply over his eyes.

Although he couldn't see Charles' eyes, Dominic knew that he must be looking at the person on the bed, because the sleeping Sterling also felt that weird peeping, the eyeballs under his eyelids began to roll, and he was about to be awakened by an inexplicable sense of prying .

"Drowsy!" Dominic screamed out of breath just as Sterling was about to open his eyes.

Charles fell limply, and Dominic rolled forward quickly again, laying under him, almost passed out from being hit.

Sterling sat up abruptly, panting heavily