Chapter 117: Chaotic night

没 Not long before Hermione was mad at Ron, in the principal's room ...
"McLean, what do you think this is?" Dumbledore used his wand to pick the candlestick he placed on the table. At the top of the middle of the three candles, there was a translucent black flame that moved automatically without wind. .
This is Dumbledore's removal from Celine's mother's soul with a spell unknown to Maca.
"I don't know, according to Celine, this thing should have been provoked in the Manchak Swamp ..." Maca sat opposite, a little hesitant to say, "Maybe it's some kind of voodoo returning the corpse." thing?"
Dumbledore nodded, but shook his head again.
"Maybe some connection, but I think it should be older." He slowly said, "... The swamp in the United States should not be near, at least not at the moment. This must be kept in mind."
This is the second time that Dumbledore has said this. Although Maca is not very clear about the details, what is worthy of Dumbledore's repeated instructions is obviously not easy.
"As for her soul--"
Dumbledore turned his head and looked at Celine's mother who was floating in the middle of the principal's room.
"It's almost impossible to get her soul back," said Dumbledore. "Sorry, I don't have much to do."
"If you have the ability to go to that swamp in the future, maybe you can find some clues-until then, leave her with me! If she stabilizes her near-collapsed remnant, at least there is hope to survive . "
Maca thought for a while and nodded in agreement: "Then troublesome professor, I think Celine thinks so too."
After saying goodbye to Dumbledore, Maca left the principal's room and planned to go to the "Snow Witch" overnight-Celine must have been very anxious.
But when he went downstairs, he heard a girl sobbing.
I should be just around the corner from the front corridor.
She walked a few steps in doubt, and saw a long, messy brown hair on the leg of a certain armor.
"Hermione?"
The girl was startled by the sudden sound. She propped her elbow aside and happened to hit the leg of the armor. With only a rattling sound, the armor was about to fall.
"Float and lift off." Maca pulled her wand out of her sleeve, and grabbed it before the armor fell to the ground.
He seemed to wave his wand casually, the armor was assembled automatically, and it stood back in place.
别 "Don't panic, it's Hermione," Makar said calmly. "What's wrong?"
Hermione stood up for a while, looked at him tearfully, and grabbed his robe without a word, and Douda's teardrops quickly overflowed from her eyes and slipped down her cheeks. Come down.
"What happened? Can you tell me?" Markana asked with a sullen glance at the clasped hand that was holding his robe.
He's been so busy lately that he hardly noticed what the little lions were doing—well, except for Ron's rat.
But Hermione just shook her head hard and refused to say anything.
"Never mind, don't tell me if you don't want to say ..." Maca whispered, "Otherwise, go to Hogsmeade for a while? Sometimes, just relax ..."
"... that's against school rules." Hermione sniffed and said hoarsely.
小麦 This wheat grid, while still crying, still paying attention to these.
"Do n’t you just go so late? Is n’t it against school rules?" Maca spread his hand.
It's okay to say nothing of her, and now it seems that Hermione's tears have become more turbulent. She sobbed, slamming her head into Maca's chest.
"Hey! Are you a Jenny tortoise!" Maca grabbed Hermione's shoulder quickly, but unexpectedly Hermione raised her head at this moment, and there was only a few inches between their faces.
The two looked at each other, and for a moment the scene looked very awkward.
Hermione didn't know what was happening to her, why suddenly ...
"... keke."
Both Maca and Hermione heard a sudden cough. Hermione took a step back and almost hit the wall.
"Professor Snape? Harry?" Maca turned her head and immediately saw the two men standing at the corner.
The expressions on Harry's and Snape's faces were surprisingly similar, both of which were subtle feelings of seeing things they shouldn't.
"... I think you should go to Filch and reflect on it!" Snape suddenly pulled Harry's collar and decisively turned and walked downstairs.
It was as if he hadn't seen Maca and Hermione, even though it still looked like Harry had no idea.
"... I think I should go back," said Hermione, and hurried away.
Maca pondered for a while, before she said to herself: "It seems that troughing is only instinct, not a part of emotion and emotion ..."
He mumbled casually, and went all the way out of the castle.
Uh ...
It wasn't until late at night that Harry returned to the dorm from Filch's office, and everyone was asleep.
He didn't think much about seeing Maca and Hermione just now. He just thought that Snape was really good to Maca, and even Hermione was let go.
Poor he copied most of the school rules in Filch's office, and his hands were almost copied before he left.
After a short while, Harry felt so tired that he felt like he was asleep immediately ...
He had a strange dream. He was walking in the woods, his crossbow on his shoulder, and he was following something silver and white. The thing zigzags through the woods, and he can only see its trace in the gaps between the leaves.
He was anxious to catch up with him and speeded up his pace, but he walked faster, his goal was faster, and Harry couldn't help running.
He heard the sound of hoofs in front also speeding up.
It was like they were racing, he could hear the sound of running ahead. Then he turned a corner and reached an open area, so--
"Ah ah ah ah ah-no no no no no no-!"
Harry suddenly woke up as if he had been hit on his face. He was completely lost in the darkness, and he fumbled for the curtains around the bed—
At this moment, he heard something moving around him, and Simo Finnegan's voice came from the other side of the room.
"What's wrong?" Harry thought he heard the sound of the dormitory door closing.
终于 He finally found the opening of the curtain and opened it, meanwhile, Dean Thomas lit the lamp.
Ron sat up on the bed, the curtain pulled to one side, and his face was extremely scared.
"Black! Sirius Black! He is holding a knife!"
"what?"
"Here it is! Just now! He cut through the bed! Woke me up!"
"Aren't you dreaming, Ron?" Dean asked.
看 "Look at the curtain! I tell you, he was here just now!" Ron said in panic.
They all got out of bed. Harry was the first to come to the door of the dorm, and they ran downstairs at full speed. Behind them, the door of the dorm room opened, and many drowsy voices questioned them.
"Who was yelling just now?" "What are you doing?"
The embers in the fireplace lit up the common room. There was a lot of garbage left by the party in the room, and the room was empty.
"Aren't you dreaming, Ron?"
"I tell you, I see him!"
At this time, a few girls came down the stairs, wearing pajamas and yawning.
"Why are so many voices?" "Professor McGonagall told us to go to bed!"
Then, the boys also appeared one after another.
"Excellent, will the party go on?" Fred Weasley also appeared, he said cheerfully.
大家 "Everyone goes upstairs!" Percy exclaimed.
He was busy rushing to the common room, while talking, pinning his badge of the chairman of the male student union on his pajamas.
"Percy-Sirius Black!" Ron said weakly, "In our dorm! With a knife! Wake me up!"
鸦 In the common room, there was no sound at all.
"Nonsense!" Percy looked scared, too. "You've eaten too much, Ron--you have a nightmare--"
"I tell you--"
"Okay, that's enough, stop talking!" Professor McGonagall returned.
When she entered the common room, she slammed the hole in the portrait behind her, and looked around furiously.
"I'm glad Gryffindor won the game, but you are so ridiculous now! Percy, I was expecting you to perform better!"
"I definitely didn't let them do this, professor!" Percy tried to make himself look more serious, although he was wearing pajamas at the moment, without the badge of the chairman of the Boys Student Union ~ EbookFREE.me ~ looks a bit funny.
"I'm telling them all to go back to bed! My brother Ron has a nightmare—"
"Not a nightmare!" Ron yelled hard. "Professor, I wake up, Sirius Black stands in front of me, holding a knife!"
Professor McGonagall stared at him.
别 "Don't make a joke, Weasley. How can he get through the hole in the portrait?"
问 "Ask him!" Ron pointed at the back of Sir Cadogan's portrait with a trembling finger, "Ask him if he saw--"
Professor McGonagall gave Ron a skeptical look, pushed the painting away, and went out on his own.
Breath was held throughout the common room.
爵士 "Sir Cardogan, did you just let a man walk into the Gryffindor Tower?"
当然 "Of course, madam!" Cried Sir Cadogan.
Everyone was speechless in surprise, both inside and outside the common room.
"You-did you do that?" Professor McGonagall asked, "but-but the password!"
"He has a password!" Sir Cadogan said proudly, "I have a password for the whole week, madam! It was read from a small piece of paper!"
Professor Mieg came back from the hole in the portrait. Facing these students who were silent, she felt like a chalk.
哪 "Which one," her voice trembling, looking a little unbelievable, "Which completely ignorant fool has written down this week's passwords, and still scrambling them everywhere?"
There was silence at the scene, and then a tiny, frightened voice broke the silence.
He was trembling from his feet in fluffy slippers to the ends of his hair, and slowly raised his hand.