The days at Hogwarts

Hermione didn't really want to eat, but she didn't want Lauren to succeed either.

"Yes!" the little witch said angrily.

"That's all for you." Loren put the bread neatly on the plate in front of Hermione.

The hard crust of the bread collided with the porcelain plate, making a crisp sound.

Hermione then realized that the crust of croissants would become hard and unpalatable when cold, so Loren asked him if he wanted some.

"Loren!" Hermione was both angry and amused. How could this person be so cunning even when eating breakfast?

She angrily snatched Loren's sandwich with ham on it and stuffed it directly into her mouth and bit it.

Biting the sandwich, he dumped all the croissants onto Loren's plate, "Hmph, all for you hmph."

The little witch was biting something in her mouth and speaking unclearly. She said "eat" instead of "hum", which sounded a bit like she was acting coquettish.

After teaching this cunning, mischievous guy a lesson, Hermione found the sandwich she snatched into her mouth particularly delicious.

Loren held a croissant in each hand and banged on it, staring at Hermione and the sandwich in her mouth with a wronged look.

Hermione thought the sandwich tasted even better, so she turned away and enjoyed her breakfast happily.

"Oh~" Loren sighed. What can he do when he encounters a bully?

He poured out a cup of hot milk and added a few spoonfuls of honey. The croissants were dipped in the sweet milk, and the aroma of wheat slid into his stomach along with the aroma of milk, and he also enjoyed his breakfast.

After a chaotic breakfast, the four men slowly went upstairs to prepare for their punishment.

If it weren't for the sandwich just now, Hermione felt that she would be cold and weak all over. But a full stomach always made people accept it and start this day that might not be so good.

"Guess how many points Professor McGonagall will deduct from us?" Ron said with a smile.

"If I guessed it right, can I blame you for all the points deducted?" Loren was licking his teeth. It seemed that he didn't rinse his mouth thoroughly just now. It was all the croissant's fault.

Hermione saw Loren making faces and slapped him on the arm to stop him.

Loren grinned. It was not only the croissant's fault, but also Hermione's.

"Is it okay? I'd also like to blame the deduction on you." Harry looked at Ron, his eyes sparkling. He was very interested in Loren's proposal.

The points deducted from the four of them this time would definitely cause Gryffindor to drop to last place. When Harry thought of so many guilt-inducing gazes staring at him, he felt that he could not bear it.

"Hey -" Ron was about to refute this extremely excessive suggestion, but then he thought of the letter. It seemed that he was indeed the one who caused this incident.

Just resist. Anyway, all Weasleys are good at deducting points. It’s just that some prefects are good at deducting points from others, while some Weasleys are good at deducting points for themselves.

Ron lowered his head guiltily. "Guess, guess. If you guess right, you can blame me."

"20 points each." Harry immediately guessed a number.

There is a precedent for this. Someone was caught for night swimming and was given 20 points.

"30 points each." Hermione guessed a number in a low voice. Although this was not very friendly to Ron, it was not a bad thing for Ron to suffer a little if she could be less stared at and discussed in the library.

She felt that since they went out together at night, they should be deducted more points than usual.

The three of them turned their eyes to Loren, wanting to know what he would guess.

"No more than 100 points." Loren smiled mysteriously and gave the answer.

"Go to hell!" Ron didn't care and wanted to teach this shameless guy a lesson.

Of course it won't exceed 100 points. Everyone knows that it will definitely not exceed 100 points. Gryffindor's current score is only over 400. Will Professor McGonagall deduct all the points at once?

Shaking off the solemn atmosphere at the beginning, the few of them laughed and chased each other to the second floor, which was Professor McGonagall's office.

As the title says, have a good breakfast.

Chapter 101 Confinement

When Loren and his companions pushed the door open, Professor McGonagall was drafting a formal document.

Loren tiptoed quietly and stretched his neck, vaguely able to see the words "Hogwarts", "Authority" and "Jurisdiction" on the header of the document.

This was so rude, Hermione pulled him back and warned him with her eyes: Behave yourself in front of Professor McGonagall.

Professor McGonagall was no longer as angry as she was last night. Her eyes wandered over the few people. "I have no intention of exploring what secrets you are hiding. Everyone has done something out of the ordinary during their school days."

"I also don't believe you would raise dragons or explore the dark arts."

"But no matter what you do, remember, don't hurt yourself or others."

"Professor McGonagall, we will." Hermione said in a sad voice.

Several people knew that Professor McGonagall cared more about them than she was angry.

"You have violated the school rules. Each of you will be deducted 30 points, plus a week of confinement."

They were laughing and joking on the way here, but when the butcher's knife actually fell, it was still a little hard to bear.

"Goodbye, Professor McGonagall." Loren said goodbye politely and pulled the confused people out of the office.

In the hall, many young wizards gathered around the hourglass that recorded the score of the College Cup.

Loren and the other three were ready to be scolded. Ron's legs were shaking as he wondered how he was going to claim the 120 points.

The young wizards soon noticed the sad expressions on several people's faces, realized the culprit for the point deduction, and rushed over to surround them.

"Hey, this is a big loss. We got 120 points in exchange for Slytherin's 60 points." Although Seamus said he lost money, his tone was filled with an unstoppable smile.

Malfoy and Crabbe also played at night, 30 points each.

"Well done, I say!" Dean cheered.

Harry and the others were dumbfounded. Why was he so happy?

"Why are you so happy?" Harry couldn't help asking.

"Still trying to hide it from us..." Simo rattled off their speculations.

The four of them were not in the dormitory last night, and Malfoy and Crabbe were also deducted points. It is easy to imagine that the two houses are incompatible, and they will fight or duel at midnight.

Four against two, Gryffindor must have given Slytherin a severe lesson.

"Ah, this--" Loren was speechless. If you say so, then so be it. This wonderful misunderstanding does not need to be clarified.

"We're definitely not going to win the house cup now, aren't you sad?" Hermione couldn't help but ask. She was still brooding over the house cup.

"You've pulled Slytherin down!" Seamus looked excited.

Snape always finds opportunities to deduct points, and they may not win the championship by the end of the semester. Now several of them turned into water ghosts and dragged Slytherin into the water. For most of the little wizards in Gryffindor, this is more satisfying than winning the house cup.

The truth was known only to a few people, and they suddenly became one of the most popular and admired people in the school. Everyone except the Slytherin students regarded them as heroes.

The Hufflepuff students were particularly proud and showed off. Gryffindor and Slytherin were defeated and now they were in first place and leading the House Cup.

Whenever they passed Lauren, Harry, Hermione and Ron, they always clapped, whistled and cheered: "Thank you, you are the pride of Hufflepuff."

It sounded strange for a Hufflepuff to say such things to a few Gryffindors, and even the Ravenclaws felt awkward hearing them, so Loren and his friends tried to avoid appearing in public.

Hermione made a detailed review plan for them so that they would have something to do.

But the effect was not ideal. Loren always fell asleep next to Hermione as soon as he finished his homework.

He plans to make a small bag out of a material that can cool down the body, or something smaller that will be more convenient than a suitcase. With the experience of the last suitcase, he should be able to make it bigger next time.

In fact, only he could see the silver light that entered the Fantasy Book. Whether it was reviewing or making magic storage equipment, using the Fantasy Book was a better choice.

"The library is not a place to sleep!" Hermione whispered in a low voice, pulling Loren's arms with her hands, trying to prevent him from resting his head on them.

"I have completed the review goals you assigned yesterday."

The two wrestled at the armpits. The excuse of reviewing was blocked, and she was not as strong as Loren, so the little witch was defeated and could not do anything to him.

Loren lay down again, and Hermione sighed, unconsciously turning the pages of the book more gently.

Harry put down the book that was standing in front of him, glanced at Loren who was sleeping, and said in a voice that only Hermione and Ron could hear: "Yesterday afternoon, I heard Quirrell agree to Snape's request in an empty classroom. He gave in."

Yesterday he left a book in the library and went back to get it. He was alone in an abandoned classroom and heard the conversation between Snape and Quirrell.

Quirrell kept sobbing, he must have succumbed.

"Oh!" Ron covered his mouth. "So Snape is finally going to succeed."

"We have to stop him." Harry's eyes sparkled with the fire of justice.

Hermione interrupted the two, "We can't take any more points off, and don't get into any more trouble. Go find Professor McGonagall, or Headmaster Dumbledore."

Because the last dragon incident had disappointed Professor McGonagall, she didn't want to make any more mistakes.

Harry retorted, "We have no evidence. Quirrell would not dare to testify against Snape."

As no solution could be reached, the matter was put on hold for the time being.

The next morning, Loren, Hermione, Harry and Ron all received notes at the breakfast table.

Professor McGonagall informed them that detention would begin tonight and asked them to meet Mr. Filch in the hall at eleven o'clock.

Confinement was no longer a strange thing for these people. After the troll incident, Snape's confinement made them accidentally discover Harry's Parseltongue.

If it was a snake again, that would be good luck, but Filch's detention had nothing to do with snakes.

When the twins learned that they were going to find Filch for detention, they skipped breakfast and came over to talk to them and share their experience.

"Who is the person Filch interacts with the most?"

"We've been outwitting Filch since first year."

George and Fred's eyebrows kept rising, almost flying up.

"His office has chains that will hang you from the ceiling by your thumbs."

"Remember, when you are being whipped, the more you scream, the better. If you don't make a sound, he will keep increasing his strength."

Ron dropped the biscuit in his hand onto the plate in shock. It was not until he saw the happy expressions on the twins' faces that he realized that these were just threats.

Ron's face turned red and he threatened to hang them up and whip them.

After eleven o'clock in the evening, several people went downstairs to the lobby with trepidation.

Malfoy and Crabbe were also here. They had almost forgotten that they were also considered night wanderers and were receiving the same punishment as them.

Filch forbade anyone to speak, and everyone could only listen as he kept reminiscing about the time when he could physically punish students.

"Work and hardship are the best teachers. In the past, students like you could be hung up for days at a time."

Loren and his friends followed Filch all the way, and they were completely unmoved by his threatening words, which was far worse than George and Fred.

After walking through the dark grounds, Filch finally handed them over to Hagrid.

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Chapter 102 Mars is very bright tonight

It turned out that this time's detention was to work with Hagrid, and Harry and his friends were delighted.

"I'll be back at daybreak to clean up their mess!" Filch threatened, turned and walked towards the castle, his figure disappearing into the darkness.

"Hagrid!" Harry greeted happily. He wanted to talk about Norbert, but Crabbe was beside him, so he stopped talking.

"Come on, there's work to do in the Forbidden Forest tonight." Hagrid said nothing more and led the others towards the cabin.

Loren was interested in checking out the Forbidden Forest at night, as he had never been there before. Tonight, Harry would encounter Voldemort, who was hunting for blood, but Voldemort was easily repelled by a centaur.

This is unrealistic. Even if it is Voldemort who is parasitic in Quirrell's body, he cannot be repelled by a centaur.

Obviously, this is another troll-like plot. It doesn't make sense, but that's it.

Loren didn't dare to pin his hopes on nothingness. He hid his wand in his sleeve, with [Thunderbolt Piercing], [Burning Flame], and [Luminescent Flashing] at his lips, ready to make a big move at any time. As long as he could attract Dumbledore's attention, Fawkes could bring the headmaster over in an instant.

As they walked, Hagrid explained the situation tonight, "According to the previous rules, you should be allowed to chop wood until your hands cramp. But we have other things to do today. We have to go deep into the woods."

Crabbe objected eagerly, "I'm not going into the Forbidden Forest! If there's anything going on, the servants should be allowed in, not me. At most, I'll have to write an inspection or something. If my father knew about this, he'd -" Hagrid said it as if he were a servant like that.

Although Malfoy didn't say anything, he had the same idea.

Hagrid got a little angry when he heard this, "I'll tell you that this is how Hogwarts is. Listen, if you do something wrong, you have to pay the price, and if you don't, you have to get out."

It was the first time that Loren and his companions saw Hagrid so angry, and they were terrified.

Crabbe stared at Hagrid angrily, but then dropped his eyes.