Everyday Players at Hogwarts

Chapter 436 Ryan's little move

"Just one color?"

"It's scary to think about it." Ron complained.

"Neville will definitely love this school." Harry shrugged.

Obviously, Lupin's words made them relax their vigilance against the students of Castrumbusch.

Compared with the dark arts and alchemy, herbology and magical zoology are obviously not worthy of attention.

Ten minutes later. "Wait, what is that?" Harry pointed to the opposite side of the four-poster bed, the source of the heat in the room.

"The fireplace!" Ron touched Harry's forehead.

He thought, Harry might have a fever.

"This-Lupin, is this connected to the Floo network." Draco couldn't help but take a few steps back.

Lupin nodded.

"Why don't we go back the same way later."

"I'm allergic to the Floo network." Harry pushed Ron's hand away.

"The Floo network is more-" Ron's words that stopped abruptly also meant that he understood something.

The Floo Network is a network that is connected and can be used by anyone.

Therefore, important institutions like Hogwarts and the Ministry of Magic generally have few fireplaces connected to the Floo Network, and they can be counted on one hand.

At least they know that the fireplace in Lupin's bedroom in Hogwarts is not connected to the Floo Network.

Others, except for the one in Professor McGonagall's bedroom, will only keep one open at night.

Moreover, there are usually people guarding the fireplace.

This is the information they got from Fred and George.

"Children, I'm a professor." Lupin looked at the terrified four people and smiled with satisfaction.

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Dissatisfied!

Dissatisfied!

Ryan was extremely dissatisfied!

In the end, Lupin did not take the four of them back to Hogwarts through the Floo Network in the fireplace.

Instead, he chose another way of returning that even Ryan found interesting.

The four took the shrinking potion again and returned to the castle on Lupin, who had turned into a wolf.

How interesting it is, it is equivalent to riding a hundred-meter-long giant wolf and galloping in the dark tunnel.

Ryan suddenly regretted showing off his extraordinary qualities in front of Harry and the others.

If not, he could have pretended to be a child and gone on adventures with them.

But the next second, "Itchy!"

In the common room of Ravenclaw, Ryan, lying on Luna's lap, was being gently poked in the ear by Luna's hair.

What adventure!

Is it as fragrant as Luna?

"Ryan, how come Potter and the others--, isn't Grindelwald famous?" The silver rune representing the connection on her hand flashed by, and Luna, who saw Harry and the others' entire journey through Ryan's senses, asked.

"Two reasons, one, Grindelwald's ideas are too contagious and too dangerous to the existing political system. His slogans can be said to be correct. It's just that the implementation is lame."

"Second, it's Voldemort. He is so famous that now when it comes to the Dark Lord, only he is mentioned. Grindelwald? Where did this little jerk come from?" Ryan turned over, causing Luna to cry out.

"Will Voldemort really be resurrected next year?" After Ryan stopped tossing around, Luna, whose wisdom had regained the upper hand, looked at Ryan, who was resting his head on her thighs, with burning eyes.

"To be precise, it should be 364 days, 2 hours and 1 second." Ryan waved his wand, and a virtual number that shrank with time floated in the air.

"This summer came earlier than usual." Luna suddenly said.

"Yes, in Hogwarts, summer often means the arrival of June, and the first week of June is the final exam."

"If you convert the time, the final exam next year may be cancelled." Ryan said casually.

It's the end of May now, Thursday.

It will be June next Monday.

Calculating the time this way, Voldemort has resurrected, and the exam is probably gone.

However, why is it an estimate.

That is the premise that Ryan will not happen to be busy at that time.

If there is really something that you don't want to be disturbed for the time being, Kamen Rider Chronos will come.

Voldemort will get off his seat and appear in front of Dumbledore and the young version of Voldemort.

The exam will not be cancelled.

"Then I hope Mr. Voldemort can hold on a little longer, but I don't want that--" Luna looked at Ryan pitifully.

Ryan nodded to show his understanding.

Compared with the poor students, the end-of-year final exams are not hell for the top students. They are an indispensable thing to prove their grades and bring them a sense of accomplishment.

So, in the center of the North Sea, on the magnificent sea level, on the dark sky, a lightning snake flashed by, just right through the gap that was invisible to the naked eye.

Then there was a roar filled with anger that seemed to destroy the whole world.

On the other side, in the common room of Ravenclaw, the number floating in the air increased: 394 days, 1 hour, 59 minutes and 28 seconds.

"Okay, Voldemort will be resurrected in the summer vacation, and the exam will not be cancelled." Ryan nodded.

In the dark corridor of Hogwarts Castle, Ron suddenly stopped.

"What's wrong?" Harry, who was sneaking to the sixth floor, turned his head and asked in a low voice.

They were now separated from Draco and Lupin.

As for Filch, who had a werewolf sense of smell, superb hearing, high mobility, and knowledge of the secret passage, Lupin helped them check that he was petting a cat and would not go out for an hour.

"I suddenly want to cry." Ron touched his heart in confusion.

It was as if Christmas was cancelled.

"Well, what if Filch smells us--" Ginny turned back and whispered in annoyance.

While Harry and Ron were talking, she kept looking around vigilantly.

She didn't want to lose points for this.

"Don't worry."

"He's in the administrator's office."

"I've been there before. Because Mrs. Norris likes to eat fish, it's full of the smell of fried fish."

"We are on the 4th floor now, so far from the first floor."

"If we are all caught by Filch, I will--" Harry looked around, "eat Ron's hair."

"Hey, is my hair so disgusting?" Ron complained.

"Wait, what do I hear?" Harry suddenly waved his hand to signal silence. He slowly approached the wall and put his ear close. "It's a cat's cry!"

Harry felt a little familiar, but there was no time to recall.

"Run!" The three were about to go up, but the naughty stairs had not turned around yet.

The three of them had no choice but to run to the room at the end of the fourth floor.

Last year, there was a three-headed dog in there.

But now. In the dark room, a pair of yellow animal eyes seemed to light up.

"Lumos!" A powerful but familiar voice sounded.

It's Filch!

He was raising his wand, and Mrs. Norris ran slowly from behind him.

"It's a pity, Harry Potter, that we meet at this time." Filch curled his mouth and revealed his sharp canine teeth.

"Well done!" Ryan touched the fat cat Jerry who jumped on his belly.

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