[HP] Night Haze

One after another knocked on the door of the guest room and put the dinner at the door. Angelo, who smelled the tempting aroma of the food, felt his stomach growling in protest.He didn't eat a few bites of dinner, thinking that other people were also not full because of his pet, Angelo hurriedly speeded up the food delivery, and felt guilty that he wanted to learn how to raise elves and hit the wall.

Quirrell's dinner was delivered by the bar owner himself. Angelo didn't know how to face the professor when something like this happened.It wasn't until these extra tasks that shouldn't have been done were all completed, that he took his share of dinner and returned to the attic quietly.

"Meow..." The blue-eyed black cat rubbed back and forth against the hem of his robe. Angelo wanted to starve it up as punishment, but the pitiful and innocent appearance of the black cat prevented him from being cruel.

"Don't bully other people's pets, you know?" Angelo contributed the fish on his plate.The black cat barked a few times like a baby, and ate happily, not sure if it understood.

"It was you who made me offend the teacher before school started...I wanted to give him a good impression." Angelo blamed, pointing at the black cat.The blue-eyed black cat brought its pink nose up to smell it, and then lay down lazily on the floor after drinking and eating.

"Forget it, you won't understand." Angelo sighed.He packed up the dishes and started packing his luggage.A bunch of keys to open the lock of the box each represent a different storage space, Angelo picked one of them, and hung the clothes he often wears in the suitcase in the closet.

"Good evening, Amelia." Before closing the box, Angelo took out a photo of his adoptive mother and put it on the bedside table. In the frame, a witch with short gray hair was sitting on the armchair, looking at him softly.

It was the first time he spent the night alone in an unfamiliar environment, and Angelo didn't sleep well. Although the bed was big and soft, he tossed and turned on it.

Any movement could startle the boy awake. The green-eyed black cat bounced back and forth between the bed and the floor, and the vibrations when its limbs fell made the boy struggle back and forth between sleep and reality.

"Don't make noise, Xi Ke..." The boy reprimanded with his eyes closed. At this time, he couldn't care less about training his pet to adapt to the new name.

"Meow..." The tiny cry was so close that Angelo felt itchy on his face. He rolled over and opened his eyes. The black cat was curled up next to his pillow, its tail fluttering up and down and scraping against his nose. superior.

"Norn?" Angelo sneezed, but this time the black cat didn't wag its tail.

"Merlin, who told you to sleep here!" The boy woke up suddenly. He saw a series of gray paw prints left on the bed sheet, and with his face full of black lines, he stuffed the black cat under the bed specially prepared for it. small nest.

The black cat licked its paws and squatted on the cushion, its blue eyes like two small lights in the darkness.Not long after Angelo lay back on the bed, he felt a shock again. He thought it was the black cat who jumped on the bed again, but found that it was staying in the nest.

"..." Angelo seemed to hear something moving outside the door, he tiptoed out of bed, walked to the door and put his ears on the door panel.

Dong dong... There was a muffled knock on the door from the opposite room, no, it seemed that something hit the door muffled.Angelo raised his wand nervously, remembering the admonition given to him by the bar owner.

Don't open the door if there's a knock at night, that's what old Tom said.But he didn't say what to do when he heard someone knocking on someone's door!

The banging sound lasted intermittently for a long time. Angelo held his wand and stuck it to the door in fear, keeping an eye on the movement outside. When he felt his feet start to go numb, the muffled sound turned into claws circling the wall. Voice.

Crack... Angelo's hairs were all standing on end. He was thankful that the door of his room was locked firmly when he came in. The black cat passed under his feet, and the furry touch almost made him jump up. It's a good thing Angelo covered his mouth in time to prevent the scream from coming out.

Just when the blond boy decided to pretend he didn't hear anything, and lay back on the bed and covered himself in the quilt, a painful scream came from the opposite room.

Angelo trembled all over, and he recognized that it was Professor Quirrell's voice.

"Ah... It hurts... Help! Ah..." The screams became louder and louder, Angelo clenched his wand tightly, and failed to unlock his door after several attempts.His hands were trembling badly, he thought that others would come soon after hearing Quirrell's screams, but he didn't see a single figure outside until he rushed out of the room.

Quirrell's door was closed tightly, and the sound came from his room.Angelo slapped Quirrell's door vigorously, and the screams disappeared in an instant.

"Professor, Professor Quirrell!" The suddenly quiet voice gave him a bad feeling, and the blond boy slammed on the door vigorously, his heart in his throat.

"What's the matter, Professor, please open the door!" Angelo slapped the door hard, blushing, "Answer me, Professor Quirrell! Are you all right, Merlin, I'll call for someone!"

Angelo's slapping stopped, and just as he was about to go downstairs to find the bar owner, the door in front of him, which he had been knocking for a long time, suddenly opened a crack.

"Don't call me... I just... just had a bad... nightmare." Quirrell's stammering voice came out from behind the door, very hoarse.

"Professor, are you really alright?" Angelo poked his head into the crack of the door, and the door suddenly opened so that he almost fell weightlessly into the other's room.

"Professor!" Angelo covered his mouth. Quirrell's face was pale and stiff like a dead man. The strangest thing was that his head was wrapped with a large purple scarf, and a strange smell emanated from him.

Quirrell's room was lit, and Angelo saw something lying on the ground near the door. It was Quirrell's pet snake. It lay upright, like a dry branch, motionless.

"Professor, your snake..." The blond boy swallowed, and Quirrell followed his gaze to see the little snake, his face changed, and a fierce light suddenly appeared in his eyes.

"My snake is dead!" He didn't stutter, but Angelo couldn't care less about it. Professor Quirrell's cold gaze made the boy's feet feel cold, and he seemed to be still stared at by the poisonous snake. illusion.

"I'm sorry, I'm... sorry." Angelo no longer knew what he was saying to Quirrell, and the resentful eyes were not blocked until Quirrell closed the door.

That night Angelo suffered from insomnia completely. As soon as he closed his eyes, he dreamed of the gorgeous red pupils of the venomous snake. He dreamed that Professor Quirrell held the venomous snake and told him that the cat's bite felt painful on his body, and then strangely Luo opened his mouth and stretched out his vampire-like canine teeth, saying that he would bite him to death.

"Woooo..." The boy hid in the quilt and cried sadly. He couldn't remember when he fell asleep. When the temperature in the attic rose due to the sun, he felt alive again.