DNF Meets Harry Potter

Dumbledore didn't keep everyone waiting for too long, and he came to the auditorium a few minutes later. All the little wizards were relieved to see him as the backbone. They firmly believed that no matter how rampant Sirius was, he would never dare to stand in front of Dumbledore. presumptuous.

"Be quiet, children!" Dumbledore gently raised his hand to signal, "Although the professors have started to patrol the castle, I think you will have to make do in the auditorium tonight!"

After that, with the tap of the Elder Wand in his hand, hundreds of purple sleeping bags were neatly arranged on the ground. The little wizards nodded, and obediently began to choose their sleeping bags.

"Prefects, please also pay attention. Tonight the professors will start a carpet search of the castle, so I think you may work harder tonight. The tasks of managing order and guarding the entrance and exit of the auditorium will be entrusted to you~... "

Dumbledore gave orders in an orderly manner, and Professor McGonagall next to him nodded when he saw what was going on here, and walked out with his wand in hand.

"How on earth did Blake do it? I can't believe it!" Alex poked his head out of his sleeping bag, looked at Carl in shock and whispered, "First, he broke through the heavy guards of the dementors." You escaped from Azkaban, and now you have entered Hogwarts like no one's land!"

"You ask me what answer I can have~..." Carl answered him like he was complaining, "If I knew how he got in, he would have fallen into my palm by now."

"Do you need to ask? It must be some powerful black magic taught to him by the mysterious man!" Nayali didn't feel blushing at all when she told the nonsense, "After all, Black was an undercover agent planted by the mysterious man back then! If you don't have enough strength The hardness has long been exposed!"

Not long after, the inspecting professors came back to report the situation.

Dumbledore stood above the auditorium and listened to their report calmly. Judging from the unhappy faces of the professors, it was obvious that they got nothing, because Sirius had already left the castle.

In this regard, Dumbledore was not surprised at all, because the information in his hands was enough for him to restore the events of the year.

A few hours passed quickly, and it was just dawn outside.

At about six or seven o'clock, Professor McGonagall appeared in the auditorium early. Her superb transfiguration technique directly turned a chair into a big rooster, and the crowing sound that seemed to be able to penetrate the sky instantly screamed all the drowsy little wizards.

"I rely on it!"

Carl poked his head out of the sleeping bag, rubbed his eyelids which were fighting crazily, and his whole body was about to burst open. Expressionlessly, he turned his wand into a small mirror and looked at it. In the mirror, the boy's originally soft hair stood up in bunches, and he had two big dark circles under his eyes.

At this time, taking drugs has become a better choice, and the best choice to relieve fatigue is the first choice of Socia's special red wine!

He turned his head and glanced at Naiyali, and found that the girl was also frantically grabbing his hair, and the anger on her face was almost solidified.

"Cheers, Nayari!"

Carl raised his eyebrows, took out two goblets, and smiled at the girl.

"I'm sorry, boys. I think you'll have to pay attention during this time!"

During breakfast, the professors also shared the results of searching the entire Hogwarts last night but failing to find traces of Sirius.

The young wizards who heard the news were all worried, and the atmosphere in Hogwarts returned to the time when the attack happened last year in an instant.

The vast majority of little wizards choose to go with a few people, not to mention going to class, and even when they go to the bathroom, for fear that they will be unlucky to meet Sirius after being alone, and then type gg logically.

Of course, these people do not include Carl, he still does what he should do, without panic at all.

At this time, on the Gryffindor long table, Ron, who woke up, was hugging Harry's arm, complaining with snot and tears. Because of Sirius' intrusion, his poor Scabbers committed suicide by jumping off the building. And it was the kind with no bones left. He woke up in the morning and ran downstairs, not to mention the body, and couldn't even find any traces. A heavy rain washed everything away perfectly.

Although Harry sympathized with him, he didn't know how to comfort Ron for a while, so he had to lend him his shoulder to listen to him quietly.

Hermione on the side was stroking Crookshanks lying on her lap, listening to Ron's statement, her face was a little strange. She always felt that what happened last night was a bit strange, because Carl told him before that it would be very easy for a vicious dark wizard to kill a few underage wizards without anyone noticing.

She felt that a few screaming little wizards could not restrain the ruthless Sirius, who got a wand and the Gryffindor password within a week. With so much thought sneaking in, it's perfectly possible to kill Harry and escape, and Sirius doesn't seem like a timid character in any way.

A silencing spell can make all the screams invisible, plus a counter-curse of the unlocking spell, a closed secret room is easily formed in this way. At this time, the little wizard inside has become a fish on the chopping board in an instant, and he can handle it as he wants.

"Ron, can you be quiet!" Hermione was a little annoyed by Ron's crying, she was thinking about something, but Ron's noise made her unable to concentrate at all.

"Babber is dead, you and your little monster are happy now, aren't you!"

Hearing this, Ron let go of Harry's arm, turned his head and wiped the tears from his face indiscriminately, and yelled at Hermione.

"This... I didn't mean that!"

Hermione looked at Ron, who was extremely sad, and suddenly felt a little overwhelmed. She waved her hand hastily, and her tone softened.

"That's what you mean! That little monster of yours doesn't want to kill Scabbers all the time! Isn't it exactly what you want now!"

And Ron said that he didn't want to hear any explanation now.

"I know you're sad that Ban Ban is missing, but you're making trouble for no reason now!"

Hermione was also angry at the moment, and said without giving in.

Seeing that the two were about to quarrel again, Harry, who was caught in the middle, hurriedly comforted him. There were already enough things, and he didn't want anything more to happen to his two good friends. Ron turned his head stubbornly, hugged Harry's arm again and cried, not wanting to talk to Hermione at all.

Hermione snorted softly, glanced at Carl, who was dancing in the distance, who was constantly pushing, got up and walked over.