The years of welding at Hogwarts

Although he was very excited now, especially when he got some off-field props support from his two twin brothers who were particularly full of ideas, he became even more arrogant.

But he was not so arrogant as to think that he could pin Noah to the ground with just the little help provided by his two brothers.

He still had some idea, although not much.

In fact, Ron was simply overthinking it.

In Noah's opinion, the fight between Draco and Ron was just like a quarrel between two childish children, which was meaningless.

If it wasn't for the purpose of training Draco, the useless future team member, he wouldn't even bother to intervene in the fights between these kids.

However, Ron's reaction seems a little abnormal?

Noah cast a thoughtful look toward the twins at the distant Gryffindor table.

Seeing the two of them casting hidden glances over here from time to time, Noah seemed to understand something.

Facing Ron's provocation, Draco was not angry. He just stared at him with Noah's calm and cold eyes like a deep spring.

"What are you barking at?"

Ron felt a mouthful of blood rushing up his throat and wanted to spit it in Draco's face.

But Draco didn't give him the chance.

As an elegant Slytherin, how could Draco stand at the entrance of the auditorium like a thug and curse at a vulgar person like Ron?

After casually rebuking the other person, he and Noah walked towards the Slytherin table.

No one paid any attention to Ron who was standing there helplessly and furiously.

A hearty meal relieved physical fatigue, but mental fatigue was still somewhat difficult to eliminate.

Draco picked up the napkin and wiped his mouth slowly, "Do you want to go back to the common room, Noah?"

"No, you should go back with the other students and get some sleep so you can get enough energy to prepare for the duel."

Noah once again cast his eyes towards the two brothers who were making funny faces at the Gryffindor table, his gaze paused and then moved away, as if looking around aimlessly.

"Ron may have sought some off-field help from his two brothers. You have to be vigilant."

"I have to go make some arrangements first, and I'll come back to you when it's almost evening."

Following Noah's line of sight, Draco also cast an inquiring look at the red-haired twins, but was quickly stopped by Noah.

"Don't keep looking at me so obviously."

He waved his hand, as if to shoo away an annoying fly, and let Draco go play by himself. "See you at midnight."

……

By the time Noah got back to the Slytherin common room, it was already curfew.

In an armchair near the fireplace in the lounge, a lonely figure was curled up, covered with a blanket and sleeping soundly.

"It's time to get up."

Noah reached out and patted Draco, interrupting his beautiful dream of punching Weasley, kicking Finnigan, and taking Potter home.

"It's almost time."

Draco opened his sleepy eyes, drowsily lifted the blanket covering him and sat up, "Is it time?"

Five minutes later, Draco went back to the dormitory to wash his face and woke up. He and Noah stood side by side in the dark corridor outside the common room.

Led by an experienced driver who had been on night tours for five of the six days since school started, the two of them safely bypassed the professor on night patrol and the castle manager who had been feeling a dull pain in the back of his head recently.

When Draco stepped into the trophy display room, a fluorescent light from the wand suddenly lit up, which scared him to death.

Fortunately, he was calm enough and did not scream out of fright. He felt relieved only after he saw who had lit the fluorescent spell.

"Why are you here too?" Noah glanced at the two fake Ravenclaws in front of him with interest.

Although night walking is a traditional art of every Hogwarts student, this art is not limited to any school, even the most honest and simple Hogwarts

Chippachi students would also sneak into the kitchen in the middle of the night to find food because they were hungry.

But apart from Gryffindor, I have never heard of any other college having students going out at night in their first year.

Shirley glared at Noah, who looked like he didn't care about the night out. "I was afraid that you two bastards would have to take the Hogwarts Express home tomorrow, so I came to see if you were okay."

Although her gaze was hidden, it was accurately captured by Draco, whose eyes suddenly became sharp at this moment.

He smelled the scent of ambiguity in the air.

Draco showed a narrow and lewd smile on his face, "I understand."

"What do you know!" Shirley kicked Draco angrily, and the blunt-toed calfskin shoe kicked his fibula with incredible precision.

Draco almost cried out in pain.

But under Shirley's warning death gaze, he held it in, just holding his calf and groaning for a long time.

Hermione stood aside with a silly look on her face.

She was busy studying all day long and was quite slow to understand such things. She had no idea what the two of them had just talked about.

"Stop making trouble," Noah waved at them, "someone's coming, let's go to another place."

"Why change the place?"

Noah didn't even respond to Draco's question, he just pulled him out and took a few people to hide in another room not far from the trophy display room.

With the lesson learned from last time, Ron should not do something stupid like going out to the castle manager to report something and getting himself into trouble.

Even if Noah still looks down on his IQ, who can guarantee that Ron, after suffering a loss once, will not come up with a better way?

Ron's two twin brothers are no pushovers. Known as the Gryffindor Twins, they are the best pranksters in Hogwarts.

If Noah hadn't enrolled.

If the twins had given Ron some advice, he wouldn't have ended up like this, unable to hold his head up in Gryffindor House.

Unfortunately, Ron doesn't seem to have this brain.

Or maybe it was his pitiful self-esteem that prevented him from asking his two brothers for help.

As the youngest boy in the Weasley family, Ron had to show off his outstanding performance. This made it difficult for him not to want to prove himself.

Behind the half-open wooden door, four pairs of eyes lined up in a row from high to low. Through the narrow gap in the door, the four people saw four people moving along the wall not far away.

"It's Weiss..."

"Shh!" Noah stopped Draco before he could finish his words, "Wait a minute."

Noah stood up and whispered to the people next to him in a very low voice, "Wait here for a moment. I'll go scout around and make sure the area is safe before coming back to find you."

As he said this, he climbed out of the window of the room and disappeared into the dark night sky like a bat with its wings spread.

"This is the fifth floor!" Draco looked like he was going crazy, but he didn't dare to speak loudly.

Shirley and Hermione had already seen Noah's skills that night, so they were not surprised at his ability to climb walls and fly over rooftops.

"Don't worry, he's not dead."

Chapter 56: Meat, Egg, Scallion and Chicken

Figures were stalking along the castle's outer wall like ghosts, and Noah soon spotted two furtive figures on a path that led from the trophy room back to the Slytherin common room.

Retracting the wizard robe that had temporarily transformed into a glider, Noah quietly passed through the window of the corridor and returned to the castle, approaching the two malicious wizards without making any sound.

As if sensing some unspeakable malice, the red-haired boy in the lead shuddered suddenly.

"Fred, do you feel that..."

"Collapse!"

Without any hesitation, the twin brothers drew out their wands almost immediately and cast two spells behind them.

This high level of alertness to danger allowed them to successfully evade pursuit from the night watch professors countless times on countless nights, setting a record of never being caught once during hundreds of night walks.

But this time, their "Weasley shock" was ineffective.

The light of the spell illuminated the dark corridor, but it was empty as far as the eye could see. Not to mention human figures, they didn't even see the shadow of Mrs. Norris's cat.

No, it’s not a complete failure.

"Up there!" George Fred looked up suddenly.

A black shadow dropped from the sky and swept the two of them away.

After a moment, the dark corridor returned to its original tranquility.

Noah's gaze shifted from the unconscious twin brothers to the unidentified spherical objects scattered on the ground beside them.

Judging from their actions just now, the twins should be setting up tripwire mines.

The explosives were speculated to be these unidentified spherical objects. Noah stared at them for a while before he recognized that they were dung bombs. The physical damage was almost zero, but the mental attack was full.

It seems that the other party has no intention of bullying the weak, but just can't stand my stupidity.

Ou Doudou was bullied like this, although it was mostly Ron's own fault.

Otherwise, they should be in the trophy room right now instead of burying dung bombs here.

"What a shame, the Weasley twins."

Noah originally admired the Weasley twins, but the Weasley family's sense of justice destined them to be on different paths from Noah.

……

Without making them wait long, Noah returned to the small room where they were.

He checked the two routes from the trophy display room back to the common rooms of Ravenclaw and Slytherin colleges, and after confirming that only the twin brothers were lying in ambush, he boldly led everyone out of the small hiding room.

The sudden sound of footsteps in the corridor scared Ron and his group so much that they hid in the corner.

But after seeing Draco clearly, Ron couldn't wait to jump out from the corner, his eyes shining with excitement.

"Horse shit! I thought you weren't coming."

This resentful tone sounds like a couple having a tryst in the middle of the night, and the woman says to the man: You bastard, why did you come just now?

Thinking of this, Noah suddenly felt physically uncomfortable.

He was so scared that he quickly rubbed the goose bumps that appeared on his arms to relieve the nausea.

"Tsk," Draco sneered disdainfully, "Didn't you expect that I would show up as promised."

"Okay, stop talking nonsense."

Hermione was in a highly nervous state during her second night tour, and she interrupted several people's meaningless pre-match trash talk in a hurry.

"Unless you want to get caught by the professors, just go ahead and waste your time here."

After looking at each other, Draco and Ron, who had barely reached a consensus at this moment, finally calmed down a little and stood in the not very spacious trophy display room with their wands in hand.

The rules of wizard duels are similar to those of cowboy duels in the American West.

This traditional dueling sport first requires both parties to face each other, bow to each other as a sign of respect, and then assume a universal dueling stance.

Wait until the referee counts to three seconds before the duel officially begins.

Ron finally did not choose the shameless five-on-one approach.

Although Noah had told him to bring more people in the morning, he actually brought out everyone in his dormitory.

But at this moment, only he and Draco were standing in the middle of the trophy display room.

Ron's three roommates - Harry Potter, Seamus Finnigan and Dean Thomas - just stood quietly behind him.

Noah had no intention of leaving. He just stood not far behind Draco with his arms folded, looking like he was watching a show.

Looking at the two people who were ready, Hermione, a neutral person from a third-party college who had no disputes with either party, was naturally elected as the referee of this battle.

As she finished her words, Ron, who had been ready for a long time, raised his hand and cast a spell. At the same time, he reached his other hand, which was not holding the wand, into the inside pocket of his clothes and grasped something.

"Tarantella!"

Draco was prepared and dodged the slow spell by simply turning sideways, with a grim smile on his lips.

"Me! I am the sun!"

A dazzling light suddenly radiated from the dark trophy display room.

Hagrid, who was patrolling along the edge of the Forbidden Forest, suddenly looked up at the castle in the distance.

In his field of vision, the castle, which should have been shrouded in darkness, suddenly lit up with a fleeting bright spot of light on its outer wall.