The days at Hogwarts

"Meow!" A shrill cat cry sounded, and a yellow-gray cat jumped out from behind the three people.

Harry was the first to react: "It's Mrs. Norris, run!"

There was usually a Filch not far from Mrs. Norris, and getting caught by him would not end well.

Mrs. Norris's cat chased the three little wizards around until they came to a locked door. The three of them were a little panicked and didn't know where to go. Hermione drew out her wand and cast an unlocking spell: "Aho-o-o!"

"Well done!" Harry praised.

The three of them quickly hid in the house and heard the cat's meow gradually fade away. They stuck to the door and gasped for a while, and it took them a long time to recover.

Three wizards were being chased by a cat, and Ron wanted to make a joke, but when he turned around and saw something in the room, his expression became horrified, "Merlin's beard!" Ron's voice was shaking.

Ron's reaction made Harry and Hermione feel sluggish. They slowly turned around and looked towards the center of the room, their expressions also turning into fear.

A monster-like dog sat cross-legged behind them. Its huge body almost filled the entire room, from floor to ceiling. It had three black heads and sharp, scary teeth. One of its fangs was almost as big as their heads. The giant three-headed dog's mouth kept drooling and it stared at the three people ferociously.

"Ah!" Hermione's voice was so sharp that it was a little distorted. The three of them pushed open the door and ran away quickly, leaving Lu Wei who was still a little confused in the room.

"No wonder Dumbledore didn't allow us to come to the fourth floor!" Ron was still in shock, "But why lock up such a thing in the school!"

Hermione took a breath and spoke in an annoying tone: "Don't you have eyes? Don't you see what it's standing on?"

"That's a trapdoor, it's obviously guarding something!"

Harry's eyes widened when he heard this. He remembered the small package Hagrid took out from Vault 713 and was about to say something.

Hermione interrupted, "Okay, I'm going back now. I advise you not to bother with the dog anymore if you don't mind being bitten to death, or worse, being expelled from school!" After that, she walked away, shaking her hair.

Ron thought this was a silly girl, "Can't she tell what's worse?"

Back in the common room, Harry was still thinking about the little bag and couldn't even concentrate on playing chess. Ron soon told him to leave and give up his seat, as he wanted to play against Seamus and Dean alone.

Harry walked up to Loren and began to express his doubts, "What is Hagrid hiding? Is the three-headed dog guarding the small bag he brought out? What's in the bag?"

Loren looked up from a pile of Potions books that were taller than him. Yes, he had borrowed five books from Snape's list, and these five books alone were taller than he was sitting. There were 5 books in the list, and he probably wouldn't be able to finish them before Christmas.

Harry was still chattering, and he had a hunch that there was something important in the bag.

Loren knew that Harry was about to enter the dungeon. "If I were you, I would go straight to Hagrid and ask him."

"Hagrid won't tell you. He changed the subject last time." Harry was a little helpless. He began to analyze, "It's either very precious or very dangerous."

Loren added: "Or both."

"Why, why don't we just go and see what it is?" Loren showed an expression like a lost deer being tempted by the devil again. He stepped on the accelerator to the bottom, welded the brakes, and accelerated.

Harry was shocked: "But, but there is a three-headed dog."

"I have a way to deal with the three-headed dog."

"But, Dumbledore..."

"It's not like we're trying to steal something like this."

Boom, boom, boom, Harry could hear his heart beating very fast.

Harry was a good student after all, so going on the adventure directly sounded like a good idea, but being expelled was obviously not a good outcome, so he planned to find out what was hidden first.

Hehehe, I was pulled out and signed, hehehe

Chapter 27 Midnight Duel

In the dining room, Harry was in a mess, with many things crowding his mind.

When he woke up in the morning, he realized belatedly that how did Loren know about the three-headed dog and how to deal with it? What was this method?

In response, Loren tore the bread into pieces and put it into the pumpkin porridge, then added a spoonful of honey and stirred it well. His reply was: "I saw it in a book, but I forgot which book it was." His tone was extremely perfunctory.

Harry wanted to blame Loren for the pumpkin porridge.

"Harry Potter, enjoy your last weekend at Hogwarts. I have written to my father, who is the governor of Hogwarts, and you will be expelled." Malfoy's provocative voice sounded, still very annoying.

"Now that you are back on the ground, with your little friend by your side, you will be much braver." Harry was not polite at all when his thoughts were interrupted. Professor McGonagall said that the fault was not his. He believed Professor McGonagall more than Malfoy, the school board father, whom he had never met.

The Gryffindors around laughed at the right time. The main guest seats were full of teachers. Malfoy and his two followers did not dare to act rashly. They could only look gloomy and crack their fingers.

"I'm willing to challenge you alone any time," Malfoy said. "Tonight, if that's all right with you. A wizard's duel. Wands only, eh?"

"I suppose you haven't heard of a wizard duel?"

Ron stood up: "Of course we know, I am his assistant, who is your assistant?"

Malfoy finally chose the taller, more menacing-looking Crabbe, "Just at midnight, how about the trophy room?"

After they made an agreement, Malfoy left triumphantly with Crabbe and Goyle.

Ron told Harry about a wizard duel. Two wizards dueled with magic, and if the assistant died, they would take over. However, both of them were first years and had only two weeks of classes, so they couldn't use any powerful spells.

"It's better to just throw away the wand, point it at his nose and punch him hard!" This was Ron's final conclusion.

"Sorry to bother you, I accidentally overheard what you and Malfoy were saying." Hermione couldn't help but interrupt the two.

"Malfoy is a pure-blood, he might know some curses you don't know about. In a physical fight, the two of you combined cannot beat Crabbe."

"Most importantly, you must not wander around the school at night. Think about how many points Gryffindor will lose if you are caught, and you will definitely be caught. Don't be so selfish."

Loren beside him burped happily: "I think what Hermione said makes sense."

But Harry and Ron felt that this had nothing to do with them, so they went back to the common room to discuss their battle plan.

At 11:30 in the evening, the dormitory became quiet. Ron and Harry quietly walked out of the dormitory, walked up the spiral staircase, and entered the common room.

There was still a faint glow of fire in the grate, and the armchair seemed only a dark shadow.

They were about to reach the portrait aisle when they heard someone speaking from the chair nearest them: "I can't believe you actually did this, Harry!"

A light flickered on, and it was Hermione, in her pink nightgown, frowning.

"I'm going to tell your brother Percy - he's a prefect!"

Harry and Ron looked at each other, pushed aside the portrait of the fat woman, and climbed out of the cave.

Hermione followed out angrily: "Don't you care about the points in the House Cup at all? I earned them bit by bit from the professor!" She spoke like an angry lioness.

"It's none of your business!" Harry felt that this person was too nosy.

Suddenly, a wheezing sound came from the darkness.

"Will Mrs. Norris find out from the beginning?" Ron held his breath.

It wasn't Mrs. Norris, it was Neville, curled up on the floor, sleeping soundly. He woke up with a start as several people approached. "Thank God, I lost the note with the password, and I've been locked out for hours!"

This was a common occurrence before. Harry and Loren would check to see if Neville had returned before going to bed. If not, they would come out and open the door to check. Occasionally, the Weasley brothers who came back from a night out would bring Neville in.

However, it hasn't happened since Neville got the Memory Ball, but it happened again today.

"Keep your voice down Neville, the password today is 'Pig Snout'," Harry said as he turned to look at the portrait of the Fat Lady.

The figure in the portrait at the door disappeared, leaving only some background on the canvas. He exclaimed in a low voice: "The Fat Lady is visiting again."

They were not too worried. Senior students had told them that the Fat Lady often went out to visit other places when no one was open, to exchange opera and bel canto with other portraits. She would usually be back in less than an hour.

"Ron and I will go duel first. Hermione, please take care of Neville and stop interfering in our affairs." Harry made his plan.

Hermione disagreed. She wanted to make sure they were not caught by Filch and did not violate any other school rules. Neville did not want to stay here alone.

Finally, the four of them decided to go together, which would also prevent Malfoy from outnumbering the minority.

A group of people took advantage of the dim light, walked on tiptoe, holding their breath and not daring to breathe loudly.

Even so, the journey was not peaceful, with screams from time to time. The Bloody Baron always scared Neville, and Sir Nicholas, who deliberately hung upside down from the ceiling with his head hanging down.

Neville wanted to curse when he saw it.

Finally, the four of them arrived at the trophy display room safely.

The showroom was pitch black at night, with only the gilded trophies and medals reflecting sporadic light, allowing one to barely make out the outlines of the objects.

Loren, who had been waiting behind the display case for a long time, finally saw a few people, but he didn't say anything.

The four of them moved close to the wall, keeping their eyes on the doors at either end of the room, Harry holding his wand in case Malfoy suddenly burst in.

After a long time, there was still no movement.

Loren held his chin with his hand, walked over to them, and made a guess, "Do you think Malfoy is deliberately teasing you two?"

Suddenly, a sound came from a place where no one was. The four people in the room were frightened and looked at Loren together: "Why are you here!"

Loren made a wronged expression and said, "You didn't take me with you on the team building night tour, so I came here by myself."

Hermione was going crazy. If five Gryffindors were caught for a night out, their score in the house cup would be deducted into negative points.

Harry knew it wouldn't be that simple: "What happened?"

Loren then half-truthfully told what he had done: "I heard Malfoy's plan in the bathroom."

"They planned to trick you here and then report you to Filch for wandering around at night to teach you a lesson."

"So at dinner, I told Malfoy that you changed the duel location to the first floor."

Ron shouted angrily: "Despicable Malfoy, so despicable, he doesn't follow the rules of wizard duels at all!"

"Loren, why didn't you tell me this directly!" Harry was also very angry, he was almost fooled like a fool.

Hermione began to scold Harry and Ron: "I knew it, I knew it, if it weren't for Loren, you two simple-minded guys would definitely make us lose points!"

"I think night tours are fun!" Loren took out some nuts and handed them to a few people. "It just so happens that we haven't had a night tour yet, so let's take this opportunity."

Such words, such behavior, and the nut snacks shocked everyone.

How can you confidently say you want to go out for a night out and drag us along?

Why are you so well prepared? There are even snacks!

Chapter 28 Mirror of Erised

The duel could not go on any longer, so Hermione tried to get them to wait for the Fat Lady at the entrance of the common room. Everyone went back to their dormitories and went to bed early.

Harry and Ron looked at each other with ambiguous expressions on their faces.The two are very excited about the night tour, and the twins have shown off in front of them many times.Anyway, I can't go back now, it's better to have a great adventure.

Whether it's a night out or going back to the dormitory, Neville has no preference. He just doesn't want to be alone, so he follows where there are more people.

"Let's go! Let's go to the restricted section of the library first."

Loren's words made Hermione's heart pound. She didn't want to read the books in the restricted area. She just wanted to follow to stop Loren from making a bigger mistake.

The remaining three people hurried to catch up. Loren led the team to the second floor, carefully bypassed the two armors that were fighting, and came to the library.

The library closes at eight o'clock, but the door is not locked. When I push it gently, the wooden door makes a creaking sound.

Loren poked his head out to take a look. The library was completely dark. Loren and a few others retreated inside and gently closed the door. Looking around, Loren went forward to light a lamp on the shelf, and walked through the rows of bookshelves with it. The other four people surrounded Loren tightly.

The restricted area was at the back of the library. They tiptoed over the rope that separated the restricted area, held up lights, and browsed the titles of books on the shelves.

The Birth of the Curse

Driving the Soul

The Most Painful Torment

No one wants to touch these books because the titles look evil.

"Advanced Dark Arts", when Harry saw this book, he suddenly felt a needle-like pain in his head, but it quickly passed.

Finally, a few people took out a book called "Powerful Potions" and gathered around to read it. The names of all the potions in the catalog were dizzying.

Demulcent, truth serum, polyjuice potion, love potion...

Harry was thinking if he gave Hagrid some truth serum, would he know the answers to his questions? But Harry quickly realized that Hagrid was his friend, how could he have such an idea? It was really stupid.

Seeing the beauty potion, Hermione wondered if it would work for her teeth.

At the end of the book is the Lucky Spirit Potion. The description on it states that the person who takes it will have sustained good luck for a period of time and will succeed in everything they do. Several people were amazed when they saw it.

But they were just exclaiming, and had no idea of ​​making it themselves. Most of the five people had never seen or heard of the ingredients above. The processing method was even more incredible. It took six months to boil the Fuling potion.

A few people could only fantasize about its effects and satisfy their cravings.

"Will we learn these potions in the future?" Neville lamented.

"Don't even think about it. These are in the restricted section. We can't possibly learn them. Can you imagine Professor Snape teaching us how to make aphrodisiacs?" Hermione quickly rejected the idea.

Several people thought about the love potion, then thought about Snape's gloomy face, and shook their heads in unison.