Chapter 14: Hogwarts at Night

At night, the weather is slightly cold, and even in Hogwarts Castle, it will be a bit cold, which makes people feel the fall.
Some of the portraits on the walls of the corridors are snoring, some are talking to the whisperers next door, and others seem to be going out, leaving only the background on the paintings.
On the eighth floor, in the Gryffindor common room, the students have already returned to the dormitory to sleep, but the remaining fire in the fireplace is flashing a faint red light, which dimly lights the entire lounge.
As Harry and Ron stomped past an armchair, they suddenly heard someone talking there.
"I can't believe you did this, Harry."
A flash of light flashed, Hermione Granger. She wore a pair of pink robes and frowned at them.
She doesn't look very good.
"You!" Ron said angrily, "Go back to sleep!"
"I almost told your brother," Hermione said politely, "Percy-he's the chief, he'll stop all this."
Harry couldn't believe that there was such a nosy person.
"Let's go," he said to Ron. He pushed away the portrait of the fat lady and climbed into the hole.
Hermione would not give in so easily. She followed Ron into the hole, lowering her voice like an angry goose and whispering at them.
"Don't you care about Gryffindor, but only about yourself? I don't want Slytherin to win the Academy Cup again. I don't want you to lose all the points I got from Professor McGonagall with the transfer spell!"
"Go away," Ron said impatiently.
"Okay, but I warn you, when you come home by train tomorrow, don't forget what I said, you're too—" Hermione said, turning to the portrait of Mrs. Fat, trying to drill back again, But I found that the painting I was facing was empty.
The fat lady probably went out to take advantage of it late at night.
哦 "Oh-, what should I do now?" She said with a sullen voice.
那 "That's your problem," said Ron. "We have to go. We're going to be late."
But before Hermione reached the end of the corridor, Hermione quickly caught up.
"I'll go with you!" She looked reluctant.
"You are not allowed to go," Ron immediately refused.
"Do you think I'm willing to go! If I don't go, would it be possible to stand here waiting for Filch to catch me? If he finds out-"
"... Let's go together."
While Hermione was still whispering and talking about something, a voice suddenly appeared in the shadow of the corner of the corridor, which frightened everyone present.
"Maca! And Neville?" The three eyes narrowed unanimously, and it became clear who was there.
Maca ignored the three of them, and instead covered Neville's mouth, which was scared to scream.
"What are you doing at first glance, am I not always by your side!" Maca whispered.
"I ... I thought it was Filch's voice." After Maca let go of his hand, Neville said weakly.
"How are you here?" Ron looked at them and asked curiously.
纳 "Neville forgot the password for the lounge," Maca spread her hands. "As for me, I plan to come out to relax and move my muscles."
"You know, I've been studying the course and it's time to take a break. It's always bad to not exercise, and my body will rust."
"Maca! Do you also violate school rules!" Hermione's eyes widened and she was shocked by Maca's remarks.
Maka smiled like a smile at her and said, "Hermione, aren't you going with me?"
"that is because--"
"Okay, don't worry too much. It's a foregone conclusion for Harry and Ron. I, as your friend, naturally have to share with you." Maca patted Hermione's shoulders, wearing only one suit. She in pajamas looks rather delicate and cute.
哦 "Oh, you have to keep warm, it's autumn, and it's a bit cold at night." He took off his gown and gently put it on Hermione's body.
"Eh, thank you." Hermione looked at her robe and swallowed the complaint that had reached her mouth.
"It's still a child, and she's not blushing." Marka looked at Hermione and turned to want to teach Ron them, secretly interesting.
Ron glanced at his watch, and stared angrily at Hermione, then turned his head, replaced with a happy expression and said, "If Maca, you can come together, it's better, you can always Help Fred and George avoid Mom's sight, and maybe we can avoid Filch ... Oh right, and his cat! "
Maca shrugged when she heard it: "It's not difficult to fool Fitch, Mrs. Cloris is not easy to hide, and the feeling of animals is always keen, especially felines."
Grandma said here, he suddenly pulled out a small glass bottle from his arms and smiled.
"Of course, there are always ways."
"I know, you always have one way or another!" Ron glanced at Hermione proudly, as if to show off that he had a working friend.
敏 Hermione opened her mouth, but did not speak after looking at Maca.
They walked briskly along the corridor, the moonlight came in from the high window, and ran across the ground one by one, looking like a unique magic carpet.
Every turn, Harry thought he was going to run into Filch or Mrs. Lorris. But fortunately, I don't know if they are lucky or because Maca has any means. In short, when they hurried down the stairs to the third floor and walked into the prize showroom lightly, everything went smoothly.
There are no Malfoy or Crabbe here.
水晶 The crystal glass cabinet displaying the prizes shines in the moonlight projected from the window. In the darkness, trophies, shields, medals, and statues shone in silver and gold, and silk ribbons moved in the air without wind.
Maca curiously looked at the award-winning nameplates one by one, with their respective awards on them. Now he was wondering if he should go and win an award, which would definitely provide his own research Some convenience.
The other four were not as relaxed as he was, and they moved forward against the wall, their eyes fixed on the doors at both ends of the room. Harry took out his wand in case Malfoy suddenly rushed in and dueled him.
Time passed minute by minute, and no one appeared.
"He was late, maybe he didn't dare to come because he was afraid." Ron whispered, but didn't want a voice from the next room to startle them.
刚 As soon as Harry raised his wand, he heard someone talking--that was not Malfoy.
"Smell everywhere, my dear, where they might hide." It was Filch talking to Mrs. Lolise.
Harry was so frightened, he waved his wand wildly at everyone, asking them to follow him as soon as possible. Unexpectedly, Maca went to the side closer to Filch with a smirk, and there was almost only a gap between the two.
其他 In the horrified eyes of others, Maca took out his little bottle again. After making a suffocating movement, he carefully unscrewed the stopper without making any noise.
哦 "Oh baby! Where are you going--" Just outside the door, Filch screamed in surprise, and then chased anxiously Mrs. Lorris who ran away for some reason and walked away.
"Awesome! What kind of potion is this?" Ron picked up with admiration on his face, and immediately sneezed, "Oh-what's this smell?"
Maca was busy corking the oak bottle back, and then she took two steps and took a breath.
"This is not a potion, it's just a slightly volatile liquid solution. It has a strong pungent odor and is quite effective against animals with a strong sense of smell."
"Is it the secretion of the Gulag Rattletail?" Hermione also smelled the residual smell in the air and couldn't help covering her nose.
"Not only that, but you have to adjust the decomposition and neutralization formula, otherwise this taste will not disappear for a few days." Maca laughed, "It tastes too strong, and it will leave evidence."
"So, have you already planned to violate the school rules?" Hermione couldn't help it, UU read the book www. She murmured at uukanshu.com, "You can't do that, you Hitchpitch have enough points."
"I don't care what college cup, honor is not everything," Maca said with a smile, "and there is always a college to be the bottom, I think it fits the low-key purpose of Hitchpitch."
"You can't do this!" Hermione seemed very dissatisfied with Maca's idea.
Suddenly, Maca waved her arms to stop Hermione from continuing to speak.
有人 "Someone, Filch is back." Marka listened carefully, then whispered.
"Oh, why don't you try that bottle again?" Ron said subconsciously.
"Let's run first, I think!" Maca shook her head, and took the lead and ran on the black promenade.
They walked around the post and ran across corridors, and Maca felt his orientation worsened in the dim environment--he couldn't figure out where he was.
哦 "Oh, we came to the Cursed Classroom." Hermione gasped, looking at the classroom door not far away.
"I think we've dumped him," Harry gasped. He leaned against the cold wall and wiped the sweat from his forehead. Neville stooped, panting and panting.
"I think you guys also exercise a lot more." This hurried run only made Maca's breathing sound slightly thicker. A teenager who lives alone at the bottom of society will not be disappointed because of a few steps.
"I-told-you," Hermione gasped, grasping the seam on her chest with her hand, and said intermittently, "I-told you."
"We must return to the Gryffindor Tower," said Ron. "The sooner the better."