harry potter book of crimes

A magical firework show was scattered in all directions, and the lights suddenly disappeared in an instant, blooming with the vitality and youth of young people in the Gryffindor common room. And when the last beam of light, like a swimming dragon, emerged from the doorway

When rushing out, many people, including the portraits in the corridor on the eighth floor, had that colorful scene firmly engraved in their hearts.

In fact, at the end of the last school year, many students were wondering why Fred and George, who were always making trouble, would behave honestly until the last moment after the exam.

Now they finally know that the Weasley twins who were the instigators, even though they have successfully graduated and left Hogwarts, they can still leave their last glory and arrogance here.

Of course, Fred and George have already graduated, and even if Dumbledore is resurrected, they will not be able to deal with them. However, those two naughty guys cannot be rectified, but there is still Ron, the troublemaker.

?

At present, Neville has returned to the dormitory, but he still looks a little confused when looking at the rather empty room.

In this dormitory, Ron, Harry, Dean and Seamus were all arrested by the professor for questioning. The sudden commotion would probably bring them an impressive punishment.

Coincidentally, nothing happened to him, Neville Longbottom. This was all because the portrait opposite the Fat Lady proved it with a casual sentence. He had never even entered the common room door.

.

Neville, who was still confused about tonight's unexpected situation, stood in the dormitory where he was the only one, scratching his head blankly.

Fortunately, an honest person like him with a relatively simple mind would not think too much about it. Since he was not taken away by the professor, it is naturally a good thing, at least he can avoid punishment. As for Harry and Ron, they

...He is not very worried, after all, there are no very serious punishments in Hogwarts now.

However, it is always a bit deserted when a person is in the dormitory. On weekdays, the Gryffindor dormitory is often very lively, but now that it is quiet, even Neville, who has always been dull and talkative, is somewhat uncomfortable.

After hurriedly organizing the parchment paper, pens and ink for homework, he looked around the room for a week, but by some mistake, he put down his schoolbag and ran to open the window.

"Uh... why did I suddenly come here to open the window?" Neville himself was a little confused, but he seemed to think that he should do this, "Well, forget it, who cares!"

While feeling the breeze outside the window, he let go of the handle on the window, then ran back and picked up his schoolbag, preparing to go to the common room to complete his homework.

For some reason tonight, he felt that he was in unusually good condition. He might be able to finish his homework smoothly, right?

But when he passed by Ron's bed and walked towards the door, he caught a glimpse of the package on the desk. He remembered that Ron seemed to have said that it probably contained sweets sent by Lavender. If anyone wanted to eat it,

, you can get it yourself.

Yes, Neville has liked sweet things since he was a child. But his family's conditions did not allow it, and he had a particularly strict grandmother, so he was always greedy but rarely able to eat enough.

"Well... if it's really candy or something like that..." He couldn't help but look at the package and muttered to himself, "It looks like a lot... just one... no, two! Just take two.

!”

In the dormitory, most of the snacks are shared by everyone, which is not surprising. Especially the little rich Harry, although he is not a diligent buyer, he always brings a lot of snacks for everyone to eat together when school starts every year. Ron and

Although Neville's family is not rich, he occasionally uses the copper nuts he has saved to contribute to this shared friendship.

After making up his mind to only take two, Neville turned around with his schoolbag in hand and walked to the desk beside him.

He casually threw his schoolbag to his feet again, and then there was a loud sound of unpacking, and a heart-shaped chocolate iron box was suddenly revealed inside. The significance of this red heart-shaped iron box is really too great.

It was so obvious that even Neville, who was relatively dull about it, quickly understood the meaning.

"Chocolate again?" he said, "Still... it's still not good, right?"

Neville glanced at the parchment paper used for the package. The name "Lavender Brown" was a little blurry in the unlit dormitory, but it could still be identified by the moonlight outside the window.

"No, it's just chocolate..." He thought for a moment with an embarrassed look on his face, then shook his head, "Well, just one is fine. Harry seems to have some fruit jelly beans over there."

From two chocolates to one, Neville's awkward feeling was reduced by half, and he felt much more comfortable. Without thinking about it this time, he raised his hand to open the lid of the box of chocolates, but...

At that moment, he felt inexplicably guilty.

This was an unreasonable feeling, as if something was wrong, which made Neville immediately stop what he was doing. And in the next second, he turned around with doubts in his heart, and gently said so habitually

A step has been taken...

No, in fact, he only took half a step before he tripped over the schoolbag he had left at his feet.

Staggering, Neville hurriedly shook his hands, trying to readjust his center of gravity. Then, he finally pulled out his feet that were blocked by his schoolbag, and barely regained his footing. But then he was stunned.

I found that the heart-shaped chocolate iron box drew a beautiful arc in mid-air and flew perfectly out of the window.

Neville looked at the open window, and then looked down at his hands. He was dumbfounded for a moment. Something big happened tonight that alarmed the professors. At this time, he didn't have the courage.

Go down and pick it up.

…

Let's move the time forward a little. Just when Neville had just walked into the dormitory, something... well, not too big was happening behind Hagrid's hunting cabin.

"...Hagrid...Professor Hagrid is here."

It was Filch who spoke, and judging from his tone, it was obvious that he was still unwilling to call Hagrid "Professor". Because in his heart, a student like Hagrid who was expelled back then should have the same status as Hagrid.

He's more like a squib janitor.

"I know, you can go back."

Hagrid also disliked Filch, a guy who always treated students rudely. After waving his hand casually, he picked up the lantern in his hand and looked behind Filch.

"I have received news from Professor McGonagall, but... you are the only one?"

As Hagrid asked in confusion, the light of the lantern also extended to a short distance behind Filch, but there was only one person standing there, and that was the unlucky Ron.

"Oh... yes," Ron said helplessly, "Hagrid, good evening... As you can see, it's just me."

"What about Harry and the others? Were they not punished?" Hagrid then asked.

"Harry and the others—"

Ron shrugged and was about to give Hagrid a detailed explanation, but was interrupted by Filch who had not yet left.

"Ron Weasley," Filch said loudly in his hoarse and mean voice, "Professor McGonagall asked me to bring you here, not just for you to chat - it's time for you to accept your punishment!"

"Filch!" Hagrid glared at him angrily, "How and when to punish is all my business. You should go back to the castle!"

Hearing this, Filch took a look at Hagrid's huge body, as well as his arms and legs that were thicker than his own waist, and then walked back with his mouth twisted and muttering. Soon, there was a voice behind him.

En's voice seemed to be explaining to Hagrid some of the situations he had experienced in the principal's office.

"The little brats who are always restless, and the stupid big guy who protects them!"

Filch muttered angrily, and the swaying lantern illuminated his shadow, which swayed on the grass in the front yard.

However, just when he was about to go back to the castle to patrol and try his luck to see if he could catch a few more students who were lucky enough to sneak out for a night out, a black shadow suddenly fell from the sky and landed with a "bang"

on the lawn below Gryffindor Tower.

The quietness of the night made this sound of landing particularly clear. Even though Gryffindor Tower was still some distance away from Filch, he could still hear it clearly.

"WTF?"

Filch first looked in the direction of the sound, and when the cat named "Mrs. Norris" jumped down from his shoulder, the man and the cat immediately ran in that direction.

The moonlight was quite bright tonight, and Mrs. Norris was there to guide him. It didn't take long for him to find something that fell on the ground.

It seemed to be an iron box that had been smashed and deformed. It had obviously fallen from the tower, and the contents were scattered all over the floor. Filch picked up one of them, looked at it in the moonlight, and put it down again.

He smelled it in front of his nose, and a faint fragrance immediately penetrated his nostrils.

It was undoubtedly a charming smell, which made Filch put it into his mouth without hesitation and started chewing it without even the slightest hesitation.

"Hmm...is it chocolate?" Filch chewed it with his jagged yellow teeth, showing an expression of great enjoyment, "Which little bastard threw it down? Huh...threw it out the window.

The stuff... tastes good..."

So not long after, a rickety figure happily picked up the chocolates under the moonlight, put them all into his pocket, and then slowly returned to the castle to patrol with the broken heart-shaped iron box.

.

That night, gatekeeper Filch's mouth was filled with the rich fragrance of chocolate.