Hogwarts: Undercover Death Eater Replaces the Dark Lord

"Thank you for your help just now, but now that we've gotten rid of Filch, we should be able to separate, right?" he said.

"Of course." Lycos nodded.

However, he only agreed verbally without taking any action.

He was waiting for a troublemaker, the final piece of his plan...

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Chapter 30 Peeves: You Slytherins have dirty hearts

“Galala——”

With a sharp sound from the door of the Charms classroom next to them, something suddenly jumped out in front of the little wizards.

"Look what I found!" A sharp cry came from above. "Wow, a group of lonely freshmen, hahahaha..."

Lycos and the others looked up and saw a transparent, ghost-like figure.

He was short, with a broad face, a big mouth and bright eyes. He wore a conspicuous striped jacket and a rather delicate hat, which formed a sharp contrast with the sloppy attire of other positions.

"Stop talking, Peeves..." Hermione was about to cry when she saw this figure. "Please...you're going to get us expelled."

Peeves ignored her and just chuckled.

"You annoying freshmen, wandering around in the middle of the night. Tsk, tsk, tsk... Naughty! Naughty! You'll be caught!"

"No, as long as you don't betray us, Peeves, please." Hermione begged.

"You should tell Filch, you should," Peeves said seriously, but there was a mischievous twinkle in his eyes. "It's for your own good, you know?"

"Please don't do this..." Hermione's eyes were red and she felt like she was really going to be fired.

"Hey? Wait a minute!" Peeves suddenly stopped.

Hermione thought Peeves had changed his mind and looked at him expectantly, but was ignored.

Peeves descended from the sky, flew straight over Hermione, and floated in front of Lycos.

"Strange, strange..." He circled around Lycos, "Did you tell me at dinner tonight that I should come to the spells classroom to watch over the little wizards who wandered around at night?"

Lycos frowned slightly.

He didn't expect Peeves to reveal his act of snitching in public... Fortunately, he had made a contingency plan.

"It's me." Lycos nodded.

"You?!" Peeves' eyes widened. "You told me to catch you yourself?! Haha, ah hahahaha... This is the funniest thing I've seen in years!"

He rolled in the air, holding his stomach, and kept making shrill, shrill laughs.

At this time, it was not just Harry, Ron and other young Gryffindor wizards who looked at Lecos with hostility, even Draco showed a suspicious look.

"Don't look at me like that." Lycos said calmly, his expression unchanged. "I guess you didn't think about the emergency situations when you went out for a night out in violation of school rules?"

"But I thought of it."

His eyes swept across the faces of the five little wizards around him one by one.

"I told Peeves to wait here in advance so he wouldn't accidentally come into the trophy room and discover we were breaking the school rules!"

"That's totally unacceptable!" Ron asked grimly. "If you knew Peeves was in the Charms classroom, why did you bring us here?"

"Because this is the only way to get rid of Filch!" Lycos continued to talk calmly. "In order to avoid being discovered in the duel tonight, I have prepared a retreat plan in advance."

He took out the parchment on which he had recorded his path to Hogwarts.

"See? This road has the most forks and turns. Those chasing us won't be able to tell where we're going... As long as we run faster than Filch, we'll be able to get rid of him sooner or later."

"What he said...seems to make sense." Neville glanced blankly at the parchment, then turned back to look at Harry and Ron. "He seems really well prepared."

"Neville, how could you trust a Slytherin so easily?" Ron asked unconvinced.

At this moment, Peeves, who had been laughing for a long time, turned over and stood up again, walked up to Lycos and wanted to grab his parchment.

"Fun! This thing is fun!"

Lycos reacted quickly and put the parchment back into his pocket, looking at Peeves coldly.

"If you don't give me this piece of paper, I'll tell Filch what you're doing here!" Peeves grinned.

"Peeves, you didn't think I couldn't handle you, did you?" Lycos calmly adjusted his sleeves. "I've made so many preparations for this night out, how could I not have a backup plan for you?"

Peeves floated back a few feet suspiciously, looking around.

"You're bluffing!" After making sure there was nothing unusual around him, he clapped his hands. "The previous principals couldn't do anything to me. How could a freshman like you possibly find a way to deal with me?"

At this, Peeves laughed again.

"Don't forget, I'm a Slytherin." Lycos remained calm. "Our common room is very close to the Bloody Baron. It only takes two minutes to walk to the underground classroom where the Baron usually stays."

"Before he came, I told him to come to the fourth floor for a while... maybe he's on his way now."

"Impossible, absolutely impossible!" Peeves laughed, but his tone was already a little panicked. "The Bloody Baron never listens to anyone. Why would he listen to you?"

"You have a point." Lycos shrugged. "I can't guarantee that I can persuade him, but... I can guarantee that you won't dare to gamble."

"Peeves, think about it carefully. What if Barrow suddenly gets the idea and really comes?"

Peeves's expression changed dramatically, and he ripped and buttoned his clothes. After a long time, he finally let his shoulders slump.

"Damn Slytherin, so insidious..." He snorted angrily, "It's not fun! Not fun at all! I'd better play with those Gryffindor students more often in the future..."

Humming, Peeves crawled into the wall next to him and left the corridor.

The corridor remained silent for a long time after he left, for fear that the unpredictable Peeves would come back.

"Well, he should be really gone." After an unknown amount of time, Lecos finally spoke to the little wizard present.

"Lex, how come I didn't know that you went to see the Bloody Baron before you came here?" Draco had been holding back the question for a long time, and finally found a chance to ask it.

"What are you thinking?" Lycos glanced at him. "Of course I was just lying to Peeves. How else could I have scared him away?"

"There's actually such a thing?" Ron looked at Lecos in amazement.

He didn't say anything, but secretly memorized this method in his heart, planning to find an opportunity to use it secretly in the future.

However, tonight's accident is certainly not that simple——

Just when everyone was relaxing, heavy footsteps accompanied by a few sharp cat meows rang out from the other side of the corridor...

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Chapter 31: Escape from the Dog's Mouth

"That's... Filch?!"

The young wizards were horrified.

"Why did Peeves tell Filch our location after all?" Hermione stamped her feet anxiously.

"I guess it's not a matter of Peeves snitching. He's in a hurry to avoid the Bloody Baron and isn't in the mood for that." Lycos shook his head.

"I'm afraid Peeves' laughter and our voices must have alerted Filch, but to make sure he caught us, he made his footsteps quieter..."

"And now that he's close enough to us, we can run without worry."

"Um...Hayden, what do you think we should do now?" Harry subconsciously turned his gaze to Lecos, "Is there any other way to get rid of Filch?"

Lycos pretended to look towards the corridor he came from, then shook his head solemnly.

"No, there's only one dead end here," he said. "The only exit is in the corridor Filch came from, but if we run there now, he'll definitely catch us."

"How could this happen?" Neville's face turned pale, and he leaned against the wall tremblingly. "Does this mean... we are definitely going to be caught by Filch, the only difference is whether it's active or passive?"

Lycos spread his hands and nodded helplessly.

In fact, this road was a dead end that he had carefully chosen. The nearest fork in the road was exactly the direction he came from. After he discovered Filch, there was basically no possibility of escape.

And where this dead end leads to is his ultimate goal...

"We can't just sit there and wait for death!" Hermione's voice suddenly broke the silence.

Lycos looked at her and found that the little witch was pursing her lips tightly.

"You guys come with me!"

As she spoke, she took the initiative to run towards the end of the dead end.

Seeing this, the other young wizards had no choice but to try their best and followed Hermione closely.

"Hermione, this door is locked!"

When he reached the end of the corridor, Harry looked at the heavy lock hanging on the door and felt extremely heavy-hearted.

"It's over!" Ron whimpered, pushing desperately against the door. "We're finished! We're doomed!"

They could hear Filch's footsteps gradually picking up speed, as if he would find them at any moment.

"Lex, think of a solution quickly!" Draco patted Lecos' arm anxiously, his lips trembling.

But Lekos's eyes were fixed on Hermione in front of him.

At the same time, his left hand was hidden in his pocket, tightly gripping something, his knuckles turning white, yet he didn't dare to relax at all...

"Quiet!" Hermione said gruffly, snatching the wand from Harry's hand and slamming it against the door lock.

"Alohomora!"

The lock clicked and the door suddenly opened.

Six little wizards rushed in and quickly closed the door. Harry and his friends even put their ears to the door, listening carefully to Filch's movements outside.

Only Lycos held his breath nervously, staring intently at the scene in front of him.

In the dark corridor before him emerged a gigantic dog, so large that it filled the space from ceiling to floor.

It had three heads, three pairs of ferocious, rolling eyes, three noses that twitched and trembled toward Lycos and the others, and three drooling mouths, with saliva hanging like sticky ropes from its yellowed teeth.

Yes, under Lycos's constant guidance, either overt or covert, they came to the restricted corridor on the fourth floor.

Everything he did tonight was ultimately for this purpose!

Lycos's judgment was correct. Quirrell had no way to deal with the three-headed dog, and it was impossible for him to stay here for too long, so he gave him more room to operate...