HP Dawn Night

The news spread like wings throughout Slytherin, and everyone in the Great Hall was chirping.

"What was he doing in Gryffindor?"

"Did he go in?"

"No, the portrait in Gryffindor Tower refused to open the door to him."

"Oh my God, what happened next?"

"The portrait is damaged."

"damage?"

"It is said to be torn."

"No, it was cut by a knife!"

"Merlin, did Blake do it? He has a knife!"

"Shh, shut up, it's nothing surprising."

"So he's still in the castle now?"

"I think it should be."

"Everyone get into sleeping bags!" Percy Weasley yelled. "Hurry up, no more talking! Lights out in ten minutes!"

"Come on," Blaise said.We grabbed four sleeping bags and dragged them to the corner.At this time, everyone wanted to sleep against the wall for a sense of security, which was hard for Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw classmates-their seats were in the middle of the hall.

"Did you say Black was still in the castle?" Pansy asked in a low voice.

"It should be what Dumbledore meant." Blaise looked to the side, and Theodore Nott had already got into the sleeping bag, "Okay, Pansy, you and Violet sleep in the middle."

We spread our sleeping bags along the wall and got in with our clothes on.Blaise was next to Nott, Pansy was next to Blaise, next to her was me, and on the other side was Draco.

"He's headed for Gryffindor anyway, not us," Pansy said to himself, looking at the star-studded ceiling.

"It's a good thing he picked this evening, there's no one in Gryffindor Tower, or we'd all be screwed," I said. "Remember last year?—if anyone got hurt, the school would have been closed."

"Has he lost the concept of time?"

"I'm sure I can't take care of it after fleeing for so long."

"It's a good thing he doesn't know it's Halloween, otherwise he would have come straight here," Draco said next to me.

Pansy shuddered.

All around us, students were discussing a question with great interest: "How did he get in?"

"Definitely not apparating," said Theodore Nott. "Hogwarts is protected by magic, and no one can apparate in."

His words aroused the echo of a group of classmates.

"I just heard a fool say that Black apparated directly to the gate of Gryffindor Tower." Pansy said sarcastically, "She seems to belong to Ravenclaw."

Blaise: "..."

Draco: "Then why doesn't he just apparate into the common room?"

"It's possible that he flew in. There must be a flying technique in ancient magic." Daphne Greengrass declared.

"Yes, yes," Millicent Burst continued in a soft voice, "but how did he avoid the dementors? They guard every exit from the school, and if he flies in they will notice." of."

"Maybe Black slipped in through a secret passage," Draco said.

"But Filch knows all the secret passages and has them guarded closely," Pansy retorted.

"All? All? Seriously I can't believe Filch's level," Draco said sarcastically.

"Draco is right, Hogwarts has many secrets, and Filch can't possibly know all of them." Blaise chimed in.

Pansy: "..."

Me: "The premise is that Black must know that there is such an unknown secret passage."

"Lights out now!" cried Percy Weasley. "I ask everyone to get into their sleeping bags and stop talking!"

All the candles were extinguished immediately, and only the ghosts floating around and the stars in the night sky gave off some light.There are still whispers in the auditorium, it seems that this is a sleepless night for everyone.

The prefects took turns guarding each exit of the auditorium.Ghosts floated here and there, talking solemnly to them.Every hour a teacher showed up in the auditorium to check that everything was all right.

"Go to sleep," Pansy whispered, curling up in her sleeping bag.

I watched that beautiful Ravenclaw ghost pondering something in mid-air, the Bloody Baron hovering at the end of the Slytherin line looking at her.

"Pansy, do you think ghosts have human emotions?"

She has fallen asleep.

I don't know how long it took, I heard someone talking in my sleep.

"...I expressed my concern when you specified—" Is it Dad?

"I don't believe anyone in this castle can help Black break in. I must go down and find the dementors, as I said, notify them when we are done searching." Professor Dumbledore interrupted his father, His tone sounded warning.

"Didn't they come to help, sir?" said Percy Weasley's voice.

"Oh, yes. But as long as I am the headmaster, I am afraid that no dementor will be able to cross the threshold of this castle." Professor Dumbledore said coldly.

I heard the rustle of robes rubbing against the ground, and the barely audible sound of footsteps, which stopped near me.

I turned over and opened my eyes, and saw Dad's face in the dark.

"..."

He stared wide-eyed, then he made a silent gesture to me, I nodded, and turned back again.Pansy was curled up in her sleeping bag with only her hair sticking out.

The next day everyone woke up one after another, and then went back to the dormitory to organize themselves.By the time we returned to the auditorium for breakfast, the auditorium had been restored to its original state, and the hundreds of sleeping bags were gone.

Blaise was spreading cheese on his bread, when he saw Pansy approaching, he immediately complained: "Pansy, your sleeping position is really bad!"

Pansy gave him a suspicious look.

"You kept moving around after you fell asleep last night, and kicked me several times." Black grinned and made an exaggerated expression, "My calf is almost green."

But Pan Ximing slept very peacefully!I was about to say that when Draco kicked me under the table and threw me a warning look.

I looked at Blaise blankly, and he continued to say vividly: "And you were tossing and turning, almost crushing me. If you don't believe me, you can ask Violet, she must not have slept well."

Pansy turned to look at me suspiciously, "Really, Vio?"

Ask me why, I don't know anything... Blaise gave me a pleading look, but I still don't understand what he's up to.

"Uh, yeah." I said against my will.

There was a hint of embarrassment on Pansy's face: "I'm so sorry, Blaise."

"It's okay," Blaise said, like I don't blame you for kicking me, "It's really not a big deal."

"I remember Vio always moving around in his sleep."

The little bit of guilt I felt for Pansy disappeared in an instant.

Blaise's face was almost red from holding back his laughter, I really wanted to reveal the truth about what happened just now to Pansy.

"Draco, did you get kicked last night?" Pansy continued stubbornly, ignoring my winks, "Vio, you've been moving around like a caterpillar in your sleeping bag Go, yeah, that creepy feeling."

I told Pansy with my eyes: I will fight you tonight.

Draco put down the small spoon in his hand and gave Pansy a bright smile: "No, I slept well last night."

The author has something to say:

Suddenly, I want to write about the fans of the Big Four~ But it will be difficult to write about the fans of that era, after all, there are too few materials...

The next HP fan should be Sirius [I will say that I like his short name very much~233333

Then I suddenly remembered that this fanfic has written less than half of it T^T I am so tired

To be honest, my goal is to finish writing 【Wang Tian

It should be possible... the winter vacation is about to rush to work

The good news is that there will be more articles from December 12th, which is after Christmas [because I am on winter vacation hahahaha

The bad news is that I only have about eight days off until December 12th which is before Christmas, so you know [peat!