Aphasia at Hogwarts

The banquet at night was as lively as ever, and those wizards who had played in Hogsmeade Village for a day still broke out enough passion at the dinner banquet, and showed the capacity that this age group should have.

Even though they had eaten a lot of candy and other various snacks before, they still wiped out all the food on the table.

If it wasn't very late, I'm afraid they wouldn't even let go of the jack-o-lanterns used for decoration in the auditorium.

After all, they look a bit like pumpkin cakes with candles in them.

Of course, the professors were also very happy. Except for Snape who frequently looked at Lupine with a more indifferent expression than before, everyone else was immersed in the joy of the festive banquet.

Oh, by the way, there is also Dumbledore, for some reason, he was late for today's dinner, and his face looked very weird, and he looked at the Gryffindor table from time to time.

Although there were two students who deserved his attention, Guan Qiong and Harry, but Guan Qiong, who had been paying attention to Dumbledore, could be sure that he did not look at any of them.

The position he was looking at was Ron.

This is interesting.

Guan Qiong rubbed her chin, not knowing what to think of.

The happy banquet ended after the performance by the ghosts of Hogwarts. After a day of high emotions, the students finally felt a little tired and prepared to go back to their dormitories to sleep.

Guan Qiong, Hermione and Harry Ron also followed the other people in Gryffindor and walked towards the Gryffindor Tower along the usual route.

However, today's traffic seemed to be a bit congested, and they had to stop in the corridor in front of the entrance to the Gryffindor lounge.

The front was blocked, all the students raised their heads and looked forward, wanting to see what's going on?

Could it be that some stupid guy forgot the password again, or maybe the fat lady is showing off her singing voice and needs to wait until she finishes singing before she is willing to listen to the password to open the door.

Guan Qiong's physical development is better than others, which makes him taller than others, and he can directly look at the situation in front of him.

"What's going on up there?" Hermione asked aside.

Guan Qiong looked forward, and those students blocked the portrait of the fat lady in the middle, making it difficult for him to see the situation clearly, but he could still see some details from some gaps.

For example, the notch where the picture breaks open.

"There seems to be something wrong with the portrait of the fat lady." Guan Qiong shot a spot of light for several people to see.

At this time, Percy's voice came from the front.

As Head of the Student Council, and a Gryffindor, he had just pushed his way to the front to see what was going on.

But obviously, things were beyond his expectations, so that his voice became shrill and panicked.

"Someone call Professor Dumbledore? Quick!"

The students at the back of the line heard the sound and ran outside.

After a while, Dumbledore came over, and beside him was the dean of Gryffindor College, Professor McGonagall.

The students got out of the way spontaneously, and some followed the Gryffindor, thinking of going ahead to see what was going on.

Guan Qiong and his party were among them, and they came to the front as they wished.

"Oh, my God!" Hermione couldn't help screaming when she saw that scene, and Harry and Ron also showed panic, just like Percy next to them.

Only Guan Qiong didn't change her face, and she didn't even look at the canvas of the Fat Lady who was severely damaged, but looked at Dumbledore beside her.

Dumbledore's expression was a bit strange, dignified, but his eyes were calm, as if everything was under control. He looked at the severely damaged portrait in front of him, turned around, and looked at Professor McGonagall next to him .

"We need to find her, Professor McGonagall, please go to Mr. Filch immediately and let him search every painting in the castle to find the Fat Lady."

"I understand." Professor McGonagall nodded, and at the same time added, "We need to mobilize other professors to investigate the castle to prevent the attacker from staying in the castle."

She waved her magic wand, and the shattered canvas fragments transformed into birds one after another, and then flapped their wings and flew towards other parts of the castle, looking for the murderer who destroyed them.

"Of course, as it should be." Dumbledore nodded.

Although neither he nor Professor McGonagall said who the attacker was, everyone thought of the answer and the name.

Sirius, Blake.

Such a heinous act, only he would do it.

Professor McGonagall went to find Mr. Filch, the administrator of the castle, and Dumbledore arranged for the students to return to the auditorium first. At the same time, he also sent a message to let the students of the other three colleges return to the auditorium.

Except for the Gryffindor students, the students from the other three colleges all had doubts on their faces.

"Something happened in the school, you will probably hear some news, but don't be afraid, the professors and I will protect you." Dumbledore told everyone.

"And now, the professors and I need to conduct a comprehensive search of the castle. For your safety, you may have to spend the night here tonight. The team leaders guard the entrance of the auditorium. The male and female student union chairmen are in charge of management, and the ghosts are used to transmit information. It’s all about safety.”

Dumbledore said, and then with a wave of his wand, the dining tables all flew to the edge of the Great Hall, and at the same time hundreds of limp purple sleeping bags appeared on the ground.

This is their bed tonight.

"Have a good rest." Dumbledore left the auditorium. Before leaving, he glanced at Guan Qiong, as if he wanted to say something, but he didn't speak in the end.

Guan Qiong, Hermione and Harry Ron grabbed a few sleeping bags, and they gathered in the corner, just like they usually do in the Gryffindor lounge.

"It's weird, how the hell did he get in here, I mean, with so many professors in the school, and Dumbledore here, he can come and go." Ron put himself in the sleeping bag, only showing A head spoke out to discuss with the others.

The same was true for the other students. Although they had been tired all day, Black's incident still allowed them to squeeze out a few drops of energy from their sleepy brains and discuss what happened.

"Who knows, he came out of Azkaban before, and there is not much difference from Hogwartsby." Hermione also expressed her doubts.

"He must have some special method, maybe that method was taught to him by Voldemort, and he is Voldemort's right-hand man." Harry also joined the discussion.

Suddenly, he looked suspiciously at Guan Qiong who was still standing outside the sleeping bag, "Qion, why are you still outside? Just now."

He clearly remembered that Guan Qiong got into the sleeping bag just now.

Guan Qiong looked at the surrounding scene, smiled and shook her head, a different light flashed in her eyes.

Then he got into his sleeping bag, like everyone else.