hp Ouroboros

Every hour a teacher shows up in the auditorium to see if all is well.At about three o'clock in the morning, many students finally fell asleep, and it was almost time for Sylvia to guard the door of the auditorium. Sylvia shrunk the book in her hand and put it in her pocket and stood Get up, and Camille also stands up.

"The prefect is going, you rest." The werewolf's wolf poison will be over-activated on a full moon night, so in fact, if you don't practice quietly, the next day Camille will be as exhausted as fighting with several magical creatures for a night .

But Camille didn't appreciate it. She pushed Sylvia from behind with her wolf nose, snorted lightly, and walked towards the entrance of the auditorium. Mir moved lightly among the sleeping bags of the students who were asleep all over the floor.Sylvia felt helpless and heartwarming, and followed Camille to the entrance of the auditorium.

It happened that Headmaster Dumbledore should have returned to the auditorium after inspecting the castle, and Percy was walking tiptoe among the sleeping bags, "Any signs of him, Professor?" Percy asked quietly, Sylvia and Camille At this time, they walked to the door of the auditorium to prepare for the vigil, and they also looked at Dumbledore.

"No. How is it here?" Just as Sylvia thought, the inspections by the professors failed, and Black was able to escape smoothly in the heavily guarded Azkaban Prison. Hogwarts Castle has such a What an amazing place There are simply too many places to hide.

"Everything is under control, sir." Percy reported with his head held high.

"Fine. There's no need to ask them to change places now. I've found temporary guards for the portrait hole in Gryffindor House. You can send everyone back tomorrow."

"What about the fat *blocked keyword*, sir?"

"Hiding in the map of Angel County on the third floor. Apparently she wouldn't let Blake in without asking for the password, so he did it. She's still in shock. When she calms down, I'm asking Filch to take the portrait repair."

"Mr. Principal," Sylvia suddenly called softly, "I want to go to the bathroom, and Cam will accompany me. Could you please Mr. Weasley to show us the entrance of the auditorium for a while?" Sylvia turned Turning his head to Percy with a friendly smile, Camille saw Percy's whole face flushed, don't think she couldn't see what this Weasley was thinking!snort!Camille snorted loudly and stepped forward to Sylvia, right between Percy and Sylvia.

"Ah! Well, no problem! Okay!" Percy agreed without hesitation.

"Oh! Miss Slytherin, it's still a little dangerous now, I'll accompany you..." Professor McGonagall said anxiously but was interrupted by Dumbledore's hand, the old principal's half-moon glasses flashed, "Minerva , let them go."

The principal said so, and of course Professor McGonagall couldn't say anything. She stood there suspiciously and watched Sylvia and the big wolf-shaped Camille walking beside her all the way.

Walking around the corner, Sylvia was about to go upstairs, "Huh?" Camille opened her mouth in doubt and pulled Sylvia's clothes. Isn't the bathroom in that direction?

"We didn't go to the bathroom." Sylvia explained, "Your current state should be when your five senses are most sensitive?"

"Woo!" Camille nodded, and her eyes lit up.

Sylvia smiled, "That's right, let's go to Gryffindor Tower to see if we can track down where Black is."

ah!That sounds like a lot more fun than going to the bathroom with Sylvia!Camille quickly squatted down and asked Sylvia to sit on top of her. Feeling that Sylvia had indeed sat down, she also grasped the long hair on her neck. Camille quickly showed the strength of a werewolf, blinking her eyes They were already running on the stairs in no time, and Camille could cross more than a dozen steps with one kick.

The moving stairs are no longer a problem. Camille jumped from the third floor to the fourth floor with a sudden jump, which caused Sylvia to chuckle. She crawled on Camille's back and flew like lightning. The feeling is very exciting.

In about ten seconds, Sylvia and Camille arrived at Gryffindor Tower from the first floor.Fat *shielded keyword*’s portrait does look frighteningly damaged, the canvas of the portrait oil painting has been cut, and although the surrounding area has been roughly cleaned up, some small pieces of canvas and large pieces of canvas can still be seen in the corners Or completely torn from the frame.

Sylvia got off Camille's back and Camille sniffed the picture frame and the rags in the corner, it was the first time she used her ability like a real wolf, she smelled a lot The miscellaneous smells should be mostly from the little wizards, and they are all the smells of food. Among them... Camille sniffed the rags in the corner again, frowning, what is it? It smells like greasy dog ​​- the kind you get from a large dog that hasn't been bathed in ages.Camille turned her head and smelled herself. Fortunately, she still smelled of the special perfume that Sylvia had given her.

If it is suspicious, the smell of greasy dog ​​is probably the most suspicious. Damn, you want to track down this disgusting smell... Camille frowned and began to chase that smell tirelessly.

Stopping and stopping, Camille led Sylvia all the way to the corridor on the fourth floor, and stopped in front of a very weird statue of a one-eyed hunchbacked old woman in the middle of the corridor.

"Woohoo!" Camille turned his head and hummed to Sylvia twice, and then grabbed the statue that was in line with Muggle's perception of the image of a witch.

"Is there a secret passage here?" Camille nodded, and she could smell a smell different from the air in the corridor where the statue and the wall fit together, and the disgusting smell of oily dog ​​was more obvious inside.

Harry hadn't fallen asleep yet, and his position was not far from the door. He heard Sylvia, Senior Camille, and Mr. Principal say that they were going to the bathroom, and after a while, "Albus?" Yes? Snape's voice.Lying quietly, Harry pretended to be completely asleep and turned over inadvertently, adjusting for a better eavesdropping angle.

"The entire fourth floor has been searched, and there is no one. Filch has also checked the tower."

"Where's the Astronomy Tower? Professor Trelawney's room?"

"I checked everything..."

"Very well, Severus, I actually don't think that Black will stay in the castle after losing a blow." Dumbledore said calmly, not very disappointed with the inspection results of the professors.

"How did he get in, do you have any idea about that?" Snape asked.

Harry lifted his head a little so he could hear better with his other ear.

"Many, Severus, I know what you're thinking." Harry opened his eyes a little, peeking towards where they were standing, and Dumbledore's eyes were full of warnings of disapproval.

But Snape is not a person who will stop expressing his opinions because of other people's faces. "Black can't get into this school without internal help. I did express my concern. Before you appointed..."

"I don't believe anyone in this castle is going to help Black in." Dumbledore interrupted Snape, making it clear that this was the end of the matter.

At this moment, Harry saw Camille running from a distance, carrying Sylvia on her back. Senior Camille's wolf shape is so big that Harry can see it even without glasses. clear.

"What are you two doing!" Snape suppressed his anger.

"Cam has tracked Black." Sylvia interrupted Professor Snape's growl before jumping off Camille's back. The exciting content made Snape frowned, but immediately Shut up.

"Black came in from a secret passage. Cam asked Black's smell from the rag at the entrance of the Gryffindor lounge. After tracking it, the smell disappeared behind a statue. I looked at the statue, and it should require a corresponding spell to Turn it on." Sylvia explained quickly, and Camille also whined softly, as if she wanted to say something.

Dumbledore turned around and turned into a bird of paradise. A small bird stood on the flagstone floor at the entrance of the auditorium and raised its head. Compared with the black wolf, which appeared to be bigger in size, the communication scene of chirping and humming was strange. Harry forgot that he was peeking, his eyes widened, but fortunately no one was paying attention to him now.

Dumbledore quickly changed back, "Miss Camille said that she felt that what she smelled was not human, but like a dog, because this smell was compared with the smell left by a little wizard at the door of the lounge. It was very special, so she tracked it down, and couldn’t confirm whether it was Black for the time being. But I think it is necessary to investigate that secret passage, as far as I know, there are no students in the school who keep dogs as pets.”

"I'm going to find Felius now, and ask him to analyze the spell first tomorrow morning." Dumbledore said, "Thank you for your hard work, thank you very much for your help, now go to rest and sleep!"

Snape left the auditorium and returned to the cellar. The empty castle was dead silent at night. Whenever this kind of night was quiet, the emotions in his heart would surge up and torture those who refused to sleep.

"Animagus..." Snape muttered to himself, his black eyebrows furrowed tightly, no one in the school had a pet dog, and there was no dog who knew how to cast a spell to open the secret passage, So the magic that turns wizards into animals, the Animagus, is a very likely answer.

Damn it, I haven't seen a wizard who knows Animagus for more than ten years, what happened recently? !

Dumbledore and McGonagall are very talented in Transfiguration, one is a former Transfiguration professor, and the other is *masked keyword*, it's normal to know Animagus.Camille... Snape looked at Camille with a complicated expression. Last year, Miss Camille, who was only in the fourth grade, became an Animagus.He often heard McGonagall talk excitedly about Camille's outstanding talent in transfiguration. Currently, the fifth grade has already learned advanced transfiguration beyond the scope of the seventh grade. It is not surprising to become an Animagus thing, but blake...? !

Anger and resentment flashed in Snape's eyes. He must catch him and torture him before handing him over to the dementors for execution!

Lily...Snape took a deep breath, the never-fading bright smile of that person in memory was like a sharp knife scraping off his flesh and blood, bringing endless pain and torture, now, he is the only one left People walk alone in the dark, it is a road paved with broken glass, every step is dripping with blood.