[HP] Night Haze

Just when the five little wizards in the dormitory were panicking because of the sudden intrusion of Professor Snape and the administrator Mr. Filch, the blue-eyed black cat suddenly let out a scream.

Mrs. Norris rushed into the dormitory, chasing Xi Ke all the way and galloping past everyone's beds. The poor little tomcat screamed for help when it passed by its blond owner, but unfortunately its owner is now It was hard to protect itself, so it had to let it rush out of the dormitory and flee for its life.

"Take the broomstick and follow me to the principal's office, you five." The blue-eyed boy glanced at the broom in Harry's hand, and the meaningless movement of the blue-eyed boy hiding the broom behind him was met with a cold snort from the potions professor .

"Filch, please go and invite Professor McGonagall to the principal's office." A deep voice was as mellow as a cello.The administrator, Filch, bowed quickly and proudly showed his yellow teeth to the lion cubs as he walked away.

Snape's indifferent eyes lingered on every little wizard for a while, as if he was judging a prisoner. He turned around and strode out, his black robe rolling magnificently behind him.The five little wizards followed Snape out of the dormitory dejectedly.When passing by the common room, the wizards and wizards who were still there whispered softly, and most of their eyes were cast on the broom Harry was holding.

Angelo held Harry's slightly trembling hand. The blue-eyed little wizard had a thin callus on his hand, and his palm was cold.

"It's okay, Harry." Angelo said hoarsely. He just burned the cauldron in the morning, and something happened in the evening. He no longer expected to make a good impression on the Potions Master who was leading the way.

The round-faced boy was at the end and wept softly. Dean, who usually loves to joke the most, is not as airy now.Several lion cubs were walking mechanically, Angelo didn't dare to think about the next thing to face, Snape looked like he was going to eat them.

Dumbledore's office was on the eighth floor of the castle like the Gryffindor lounge. After walking a few steps out of the lounge, they arrived at the door of the principal's office.

"Cold lemonade." Snape stopped in front of a hideous boulder beast in the corridor, and after getting the correct password, the beast turned backwards, revealing a movable spiral staircase behind it.

The walls of Dumbledore's round office are covered with portraits of Hogwarts principals. A phoenix is ​​perched on a tall gilded branch behind the office door.Delicate silverware filled the slender-legged table, Pensieve, Sorting Hat and other various items, making the spacious principal's office look messy.

"Severus, why are you looking for me so late?" The old man with the white beard closed a heavy yellowed ancient book when he heard their footsteps coming in. He was wearing white pajamas with a A dressing gown inlaid with gold on a purple background.

"I think you've seen why I've come to you before I speak, Dumbledore. I told Filch to fetch Professor McGonagall, and she should be there when the Gryffindor students are being dealt with." Snape Pulled Harry away from the other four alone, so that their headmaster could see what the famous savior had in his hands.

"Then let's wait for Minerva." Dumbledore said calmly, his hands were casually placed on the desk, and there was a plate of colored fudge on the table.

"Would you like some, Severus?" Dumbledore asked, pointing to the plate, and Snape shook his head in disgust.

"What about you?" Dumbledore asked the children, and the five Gryffindor cubs shook their heads in the same way. How could they be in the mood to eat at this time?However, Dumbledore's inquiry somewhat calmed their fearful emotions.

Not long after, Professor McGonagall pushed open the wooden door of the headmaster's office. She was wearing a hairnet and a checked dressing gown.The Administrator, Mr. Filch, followed her, and Angelo noticed that Mrs. Norris had not returned to him.

Sike, may Merlin bless you and us.The blond boy made gestures silently in his heart. Although his wish to pray to Merlin to enter Slytherin failed to come true last time, he still prayed sincerely, hoping that one time Merlin would hear his prayer and bless him.

"Come on, Severus." When all the staff arrived, Dumbledore said. The fingertips of his hands were habitually pressed together, which was a movement he often made when speaking.

"While Filch was inspecting the castle, he noticed that in the first-year dormitory in Gryffindor Tower, someone was violating school rules and flying out of the window on a broomstick." Snape glanced around at the little wizards, then looked at Professor McGonagall, the head of Gryffindor, frowned when he saw the broom in Harry's hand when he entered the door.

"This was a very dangerous move. Filch immediately found me who was patrolling in the basement. When we arrived at the dormitory where these students lived, we found Harry Potter riding on a broom with feet on the ground. It hasn't landed yet." The pronunciation of the name "Harry Potter" was deliberately emphasized, and the blue-eyed little wizard trembled a little because of the vicious pronunciation of the potions professor.

"Filch, do you have anything to add?" Dumbledore asked the Administrator, who obviously had something to say, and Filch stepped forward to salute their Headmaster.

"It's just like what Professor Snape said, I saw someone flying on a broomstick as high as the eighth floor of the castle, and I immediately felt the seriousness of the matter." Filch deliberately turned to the young wizards behind. Squinting over, he didn't have Snape's oppressive power, so the little wizards didn't show any expressions he imagined except disgust.

"...I saw that the person who flew out didn't look like Harry Potter. It was too dark, but he didn't look like him. I suspect that the whole dormitory was involved in this dangerous behavior, flouting the school's rules and regulations , so I hope Principal Dumbledore, you can punish them severely."

"After finding out the truth, I will give a judgment, Filch." The eyes behind Dumbledore's half-moon glasses are not cloudy like the old man's, his bright eyes are extremely penetrating, and he seems to be able to see everything. Nothing in the world seems to be hidden from him.

"Give you 10 minutes to defend, children," he said kindly to the little wizards, "tell me everything frankly, don't try to hide, this is related to whether you can get a fair judgment. Now look into my eyes Tell me, are you really all involved?"

"That's not it, Professor Dumbledore!" Ron stood up bravely, Gryffindor lions never lack courage, "They didn't all get involved, Filch saw me, and I was riding The broomstick went around outside the window and I didn't know it was serious because I'd ridden it at home before and didn't realize it was a dangerous thing."

"Then it is undeniable that Snape caught Harry on the broom in the act?" Dumbledore continued.

"Yes," Ron looked very regretful, "it's all my fault. I put the broom in Harry's hand and asked him to try it. But the windows of the dormitory were locked at that time, and Angelo said to look at the theory first." Things were better, so we didn't intend to continue, and then Professor Snape and Mr Filch just barged in."

"I can't believe it, Ron, how could you just let someone try a broom?" Professor McGonagall frowned, it was just too much nonsense.

"Do you know how dangerous it is for someone who has never been in the air before?"

"I know..." Ron instantly wilted like a plant lacking water. "But Harry didn't seem to be flying for the first time. The broom was as easy as a wand in his hand, so I didn't think too much about it."

"Handy like a wand?" Professor McGonagall glanced at Harry in surprise, the frown between her brows eased, and repeated, "Handy like a wand really?"

"Minerva, you can check this later." Dumbledore coughed, and Snape and Filch showed dissatisfaction on their faces.

"Then there is only one last question now. Who brought this broomstick?" Dumbledore withdrew his smile.His expression became serious, making the little wizards realize the seriousness of this problem.

"I thought it was clearly written in the admission notice, and no one would make this mistake again."

"I'm sorry, Professor Dumbledore." Angelo clenched his fist and took a step forward between Neville and Dean and stood up.All his roommates looked at him worriedly.

"Angelo Bones." Dumbledore's sharp eyes fell on the blond boy, "The school clearly stipulates that freshmen in the first grade are not allowed to bring brooms to school. This is for the safety of freshmen. Not only did you bring a broom, and indirectly handed it over to Harry Potter, who had never been in contact with flying. Although luckily no casualties were caused, the impact was very bad. I will give you a punishment of expulsion according to the regulations. What do you want now? Did you say that?"