Everyday Players at Hogwarts.

Chapter 158 Harry was planned
The wizarding world, or rather the UK, also has customs similar to those in China.

In Ryan's previous life, when he was still in the Book of Changes, he vaguely remembered that his parents would hide coins in dumplings when he was a child, and eating them would represent good luck.

After Ryan denounced Professor McGonagall's gossip, the banquet has now reached dessert time, and the most eye-catching one is undoubtedly the fiery red Christmas pudding.

Percy was lucky enough to eat a crescent-shaped piece of silver wrapped in the pudding. But he didn't know it yet. He kept talking about it and almost broke his teeth. He was aroused by homesickness and kept eating pudding without eating anything. This was what Ryan thought.

The most cost-effective and attractive item in this Christmas party is undoubtedly the colorful firecrackers.

It's not calculated on a per-person basis, you just have to think about it and you can handle it, and you can open as much as you want.

It was filled with small things worth no more than 2 gold galleons, which was different after Ryan opened the hamster and stopped. Infected by Ron's wild firecracker behavior, Harry also put aside his longing for the guinea pig he fired and started firecrackers with Ron.

Harry even offered a set of wizard chess, but Harry was not very happy. Now he had no reason to refuse to play chess with Ron.

However, there was something in these firecrackers that surprised Ryan, a "Doraemon" comic.

"Damn it, I'll raise the price when I get back and sell it to 3 galleons." Ryan thought speechlessly.

Gryffindors are indeed bad guys. Harry and Ron were going back to the lounge to read, but the Weasley twins and Percy held them back and had a snowball fight on the playground and had fun all afternoon.

The good study time was delayed like this. Even when their clothes were wet, they did not go back to the lounge and sat on the floor next to the stove in the auditorium, as if they wanted to stay here until eternity.

Harry was pulled by Ron to play wizard chess, while Percy was making crazy ideas, but Ron still won.

Just when Ron wanted to continue, Harry finally showed the intelligence of Ravenclaw, changed the subject, and asked Percy about Potions (Ron's most hated class), and Percy also He explained with a serious face.

The time soon came for dinner, but compared to lunch, it was a bit simple. There were only some drinks, accompanied by tea consisting of turkey sandwiches, toast, wine-soaked jam pudding and Christmas cake.

After the meal, the Weasley twins seemed to be fulfilling their promise of staying together as a family at Christmas. They snatched Percy's prefect badge and ran around in the hall. Percy never seemed to be able to catch it. them.

This also made Ron and Harry, who had eaten and drank enough and wanted to return to the Ravenclaw Tower lounge, to stop.

At 10pm, Ron and Harry declined the Weasley twins' invitation to rest in Gryffindor Tower.

Harry almost moved. After all, this was the happiest Christmas in Harry's life, as if he had a real family and brothers, but he still refused for some reason.

Only Ryan knows what this is for.

Sure enough, after Ryan pretended to sleep and Ron fell asleep as soon as he pulled down the bed curtains, there was movement from Harry Potter's bed.

Different from the original world line, this time he did not put the invisibility cloak under the bed. He directly put on the cloak on the bed that was smoother than silk and lighter than light.

Therefore, from Ryan's perspective, Harry's curtains bulged out of thin air and then opened. Only the concave points on the bed could prove the presence of a person there.

The invisible man remained motionless for a few seconds, as if checking something. Then the curtains of Harry's bed returned to their original state, and the shoes beside the bed suddenly disappeared. With footsteps that ordinary people could not detect, the door of the dormitory opened and closed.
Ryan stood up from the bed, and the man faded into the air. He was like a ghost, and Jerry sat obediently on his shoulder, as if glued to him.

At the same time, in the principal's office, Dumbledore, who was still working, smiled slightly, as if he suddenly discovered something.

The castle came alive, and his magic filled with devilish love was like vines, crawling all over the castle. Filch suddenly turned his head subconsciously and walked towards the sixth floor. Ryan frowned, then smiled slightly. All day long, there was always one thing lingering in Harry's mind.

Dumbledore handed his father's invisibility cloak and the Deathly Hallows to himself, with a message to use them well.

Yes, use it well, just yourself.

His father's invisibility cloak - he felt that this time - for the first time - he wanted to use it alone, and he didn't want to alert even Ryan, who knew everything, including his best friend Ron.

He slid off the bed quietly. After a brief inspection, he looked down at his legs, but he only saw moonlight and black shadows. It was a very strange feeling.

The entire Hogwarts was completely open to him. Wearing this invisibility cloak, he could go anywhere!
Anywhere, Filch would never know.

He tiptoed out of the dormitory, walked down the stairs, walked through the common room, and opened the door to the common room.

He walked quickly down the corridor.

Where is he going?
He stopped and thought, his heart pounding. Suddenly, footsteps came from the corridor next door. He held his breath and leaned against the wall.

It's Filch! He seemed to have discovered something, his furious light eyes looked everywhere, even through Harry's body.

Then, his eyes stayed on the footprints in the corridor for half a second, "Damn little devil, I patrolled this 6th floor several times out of boredom, there must be someone here!"

So, Harry had to prepare to run to the lounge, but for some reason, Filch, who had just left, appeared again.

"Professor, you said that if someone is wandering around at night, report to you immediately. Someone was on the 6th floor just now, and Mrs. Norris reminded me that there was someone here just now, but I couldn't see it. I suspect it was A certain Ravenclaw."

"Gryffindors usually just run away or make damn noise!" Filch said to Snape politely.

"Ravenclaw? Then we just need to block the way to the lounge." Snapra ordered Filch in a long voice.

At the same time, from an angle that Harry couldn't see, Snape seemed to have remembered some unpleasant memory, and his mouth was slightly pursed unconsciously. Combined with his princess haircut, Ryan found it particularly funny.

Ryan waved his wand and created a photo on the spot of what Snape looked like at this moment.

"Well, I'll give it to Snape tomorrow as his belated Christmas gift." Ryan said with a smirk.

And Harry's face suddenly lost all color.

Wherever he was, Filch must have known a shortcut, and his slimy, greasy voice was getting closer, and there was no way out.

He could only step back step by step, trying not to make a sound.

There was a door on the left that was opened a crack for some reason. He took a deep breath and squeezed in sideways, being careful not to touch the door. Thank God he finally made it into the room. They noticed nothing and walked over, Harry leaning against the wall and taking a deep breath.

Dumbledore and Ryan both showed long-lost smiles.

(End of this chapter)