The years of welding at Hogwarts

"He was caught by Professor McGonagall on his way back to the Gryffindor common room!"

Noah only had to think about it for a moment before he knew what was going on.

Hermione and Shirley agreed to study in the library tonight, but the library was only open until eight o'clock in the evening, which was still early before curfew.

According to their habits, they would never return to the lounge so early, but would find an empty classroom nearby to use as a study room and would not return until curfew.

Filch's office is on the first floor of the castle, the library is on the fourth floor, and the Gryffindor common room is on the eighth floor, just like Ravenclaw.

The two of them must have met Professor McGonagall, who was on night duty, and Ron, who was arrested, on the way.

Thinking of this, Noah immediately looked like an old man on the subway with his cell phone.

To be honest, he couldn't understand this operation.

Just because he heard me loudly plotting a night out around the Ravenclaw table, he ran to the castle warden to report me?

Although getting caught for a night out is indeed a good way to narrow the score gap between Gryffindor and Slytherin, it is also the most convenient method.

But isn't Ron's stupid behavior purely self-destructive?

Didn't he ever think that his act of going to Filch's office to hand over the note was also a night wandering?

Or maybe, with his skilled night-roaming skills, Filch couldn't catch him?

It's over now, right?

If nothing goes wrong, they should be able to see it tomorrow morning...

No, they couldn't see that a large part of the ruby ​​in the Gryffindor house score hourglass had disappeared.

Because that thing was completely empty after the incident in Potions class this morning.

No matter how much the points are deducted, it will not reach the level of negative points.

Tsk, that’s a bit regrettable.

How about finding some time to write to Dumbledore and suggest introducing a negative points mechanism?

"Thank you for letting me know."

"Hmph, we took such a big risk, and a simple thank you is enough?" Shirley put one hand on her waist and pointed at Noah arrogantly with the other hand, her head tilted back so much that it almost fell to the ground.

Noah tilted his head, "Then... I have nothing to repay you with, so I can only pledge my love to you?"

Boom!

This time Shirley really fell backwards to the ground. If Hermione hadn't hurriedly hugged her, she would have hit the ground with her head.

The first thing Shirley did after getting up from the ground was to grab Noah's ears viciously.

"You bastard! What nonsense are you talking about!"

Her face turned red, and a faint white mist kept rising from her sweat-soaked hair, like a boiling steam girl.

“Ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch… Let go! Let go!”

Hermione didn't know what her mentality was, but she blushed and joined in helping Shirley deal with Noah.

The final result was that Noah swung out a magic whip and pulled himself into the air like Spider-Man's spider silk, thus barely avoiding the attack of the two girls.

Noah casually threw out another magic whip and picked up the helmet on the ground. Hanging upside down on the ceiling, he raised his hand and made a three-point shot. The helmet was steadily dunked back onto the head of the headless armor.

"It's past curfew anyway, do you want to go meet my new friend?"

Hermione was no longer surprised by Noah's various magical spells. She grasped the key point of Noah's words, "New friend?"

"Yes, what a nice new friend."

Chapter 51 The Prefect's Anger

A few minutes later, Hermione and Shirley staggered out of a small room.

They held onto the wall, their steps unsteady, shaking three times with every step, as if their bodies had been hollowed out and their souls had been completely drained.

When she felt her strength slowly returning to her body, Shirley turned around viciously and gave Noah, who was closing the door behind her, a weak punch.

"Shafrin! If I say another word to you from tomorrow on, I will no longer be named Snape!"

Noah shrugged innocently, "Isn't it just a three-headed dog?"

is not it……

A three-headed dog!?

Even Hermione, who was always good-tempered, couldn't resist the urge to punch Noah when she heard Noah's extremely ridiculous words.

But she had been frightened by the three-headed dog and was softer than overcooked noodles. She had no strength to punch.

He could only stare at Noah fiercely with a harmless look that was completely harmless enough not to kill anyone.

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A few minutes ago, Hermione and Shirley believed Noah's lies and completely ignored the fact that the corridor they were in was the restricted area that Dumbledore mentioned.

So when they happily followed Noah to meet what he called his "new friends," they had no idea what they were about to face.

It was not until the door at the end of the corridor was opened and they stepped in and saw a huge dog hiding in the room, whose height reached the ceiling, that they realized they had been deceived.

It is a long three

The giant Rottweiler with a big head has six big, round eyes that reveal ferocity, cruelty and coldness.

Smelly saliva slid down the edges of the three open bloody mouths, like sticky ropes, hanging from the sharp dog teeth and falling to the ground.

boom.

Noah, the last one to enter the house, closed the only escape exit behind them.

This time, the two girls did not scream.

They really didn't have the energy to scream.

Even though they were very scared, they at least still had some rationality left. They were afraid that their screams would annoy the big dog in front of them.

Given their small bodies, the three of them could only take a bite out of one head from this big dog with three heads.

Groping backwards like a stiff corpse, Shirley retreated little by little to the safe area of ​​the corridor outside. Then she turned around and punched Noah.

"It's just a three-headed dog," Noah waved his hand nonchalantly, "Don't be fooled by its fierce appearance, it's actually quite docile."

"Braised food?" Hermione's eyes widened. "You even gave it a name?"

Noah opened his palm and took out a bag of braised beef thigh bones from the kitchen from the magic circle that emerged from the void. "It loves to eat braised bones, so we call it braised flavor."

Lu Wei, braised food.

Ah, almost the same idea.

Noah met Luwei on Wednesday night.

That night he talked for a long time with the Eagle Ring of Ravenclaw about life, no, advanced mathematics.

On the way back to the dormitory, he suddenly had the idea to go visit Fluffy, the cute three-headed dog that Hagrid mentioned.

I have to admit that Lou Williams did look very ferocious at the time. Three big heads crowded at the door, and when they couldn't get out, they kept barking at him.

The same thing happened during the night walk the next night, but when Noah took out a big bone he brought from the kitchen, Lu Wei instantly calmed down.

Lu Wei, with his three big dog faces, took the bone from Noah's hand somewhat embarrassedly, and then closed the door shyly.

Wait until the third night, which was Friday night when I met Noah again.

Before Noah even reached the door, Louie, who had already smelled Noah's scent, began wagging his tail frantically.

When Noah reached into the magic circle to take the bone, he could even read the big dog's expression from its three human faces.

Lu Wei: "You're a very nice person."

I have to say, this dog is quite shameless.

It only took a few bones to bribe it, so how on earth did Quirrell and Voldemort manage to spend most of the semester trying to get past the checkpoint it was guarding?

Could it be that the second generation Dark Demon Lord is so used to bullying others that he has never thought of using bribery and bribery, which sounds cheap and shameful, to get through?

With Voldemort's character...

He really doesn't look like the kind of person who would remember to use such a method.

Noah scratched his hair. "Don't think that it is a highly dangerous magical animal that is at the same danger level as the fire dragon, but..."

He was interrupted by Hermione before he could finish his words.

"You also know that it is a 5X-level magical beast! Do you know that its claws can easily tear you into pieces with just a slight scratch!"

Noah picked his ears nonchalantly, "How scary, a three-headed dog."

His unruly attitude directly made the little beaver furious, "You bastard!"

"Don't worry, I'm measured."

Seeing that the little beaver was on the verge of losing her temper, Noah did not dare to continue jumping around the bottom line of her explosion, but spoke seriously.

"Canines are the earliest domesticated animals, dating back to 10,000 years ago, when humans domesticated them for hunting and defending their homes."

"Otherwise, Dumbledore wouldn't have placed it there."

At this point, Noah raised his eyebrows, "Did you notice the trap door under Lu Wei's feet? I guess he must have hidden some important treasure there."

Hermione was still glaring at Noah angrily, "Are you trying to steal it!"

It's just a piece of broken stone. What's the point of stealing it?

Noah shook his head. “I’m not interested in the treasure behind the door. I want to steal the guard.”

His words immediately silenced the two girls.

This is really...

It's such a beast.

It's fine if others steal treasures, but you even don't let the guard go?

……

The students of Hogwarts finally welcomed their first weekend at school this semester.

At around nine o'clock, there were a few students sitting sparsely in the auditorium, and most of the students seemed to have not gotten up yet and were taking a nice late nap in the dormitory.

The sky outside the castle was blue and cloudless, which was obviously a rare good weather in the rainy Britain, and the students' mood became better.

However, there was a gloomy cloud over the Gryffindor table.

Percy Weasley, the prefect who usually appears to be a good student, showed strong emotions for the first time.

"You few death dogs are really getting away with it here!"

"Ron Weasley! Do you have any sense of honor as a Gryffindor? You are a scourge to the entire house!

"

He slammed the knife and fork in his hand onto the table. The silver knife and fork and the plate collided with each other, making a crisp sound of metal clashing.

"I'm so pissed!"

"Before school started, your mother repeatedly told you not to cause trouble in school, but you didn't listen to a word. After so long in school, you only learned how to eat with a knife and fork!"

He then directed his firepower towards his two twin brothers who were hiding nearby and watching the show with great interest.

"For so many years, you two bastards have only known how to hold me back! It's been so many years since Gryffindor won the house cup!"

"We were able to barely maintain our second place before, but now look at us, we don't even have a single point!"

"First we lost to Slytherin, now we lost to Ravenclaw, then we lost to Hufflepuff, and finally there is nothing left to lose! We are already at the lowest ranking!"

"You two can still laugh! You really have no shame!"

Percy waved his arms excitedly in front of him.

"If I had known earlier, I would have strangled you to death when you were born and thrown you all to the Dementors!"

Except for Gryffindor, students from the other three houses stopped eating and lowered their heads, as if they were being scolded.

In fact, they were just trying to hold back their laughter.

Judging from their constantly shaking shoulders, they were trying so hard to hold back their laughter that they had to pinch their thighs hard to stop themselves from laughing.

In this situation, you really have to hold back and not laugh, otherwise Percy will kill you.