Hogwarts, a Scholar Becomes a God

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A large pile of colorful candies fell on Harry and Clark's lap like a shower.

The sky was already dark at this time, and Ron, Hermione, and Neville had just walked into the common room, their faces flushed by the cold wind, and they looked like they were having a lot of fun.

"Thanks."

Clark said, picking up a pack of pepper urchins. If you eat this stuff in your mouth, it is said that smoke will come out of your ears.

"How was Hogsmeade? Where did you go?" Harry asked.

"I've been to a lot of places."

From the way they sounded—it seemed like they had gone nowhere.

Dewes and Bans, the Magic Equipment Shop, Zuko's Joke Shop, the Three Broomsticks for a hot butterbeer, and many other places.

"The post office over there, Harry! There's like two hundred owls, all squatting on the shelves, all color coded, depending on how fast you want your letter to go!"

"Honeydukes has launched a new fudge, and they let us try a few for free. They're here. Look—"

"We seem to have seen a troll. Really, there's everything in the Three Broomsticks——"

"I wish I could bring you some butterbeer. It really makes you feel warm all over-"

Each of them told them about their experiences today, but Harry's reaction was extremely strange, as if he had no interest in their descriptions.

"What did you do?" Hermione asked curiously when she saw Harry's appearance, "Did you do any homework?"

"No," Harry said. "After you left, I met Clark, and then the two of us had some tea in Professor Lupin's office. Then Snape went in..."

He told them about the goblet, and Ron's mouth dropped open.

"Did Lupine drink?" he asked in surprise, "Is he crazy? Why didn't you stop him, Clark?"

Clark looked at his watch, "We have to go down, in five minutes,

The Halloween party is about to begin..."

Of course they didn't want to miss this dinner, so a few people hurriedly climbed out of the portrait hole and joined the crowd.

On the way, Ron was still talking about Snape, "How could he drink something of unknown origin if he - you know -"

"Okay, Ron," Hermione frowned and glanced around vaguely, "Since Clark was present at the time, he must have recognized what the potion was. Since he didn't stop it, there must be no problem."

Facing the looks of several people, Clark nodded, "Yes, I've seen that potion and there's nothing wrong with it."

"What potion is that?" Ron asked curiously.

Clark glanced at him and said, "You are a bit curious, Ron. Those are some ordinary tonics. Professor Lupin's body does seem to need some tonics."

They reached the foyer and headed toward the auditorium.

Tonight's auditorium, as in previous years, was decorated overhead with hundreds of candle-lit pumpkins, a swarm of live bats flying around, and many orange banners lit with flames.

All of this did not add any scary atmosphere to this Halloween, but instead made this dinner extraordinarily warm.

The food on the table was also extremely delicious. The craftsmanship of the house elves had obviously improved. Even Ron and the others, whose stomachs were already full of Honeydukes candies, added a portion of each.

After savoring the delicious desserts, it’s the ghosts of Hogwarts’ turn to perform their signature show.

These translucent ghosts jumped out of the walls and tables and formed various formations to perform gliding performances. Gryffindor's nearly headless Nick reenacted his beheading experience, and the performance was a great success.

The pleasant dinner ended with warm applause. Clark and the others followed the other Gryffindor students and walked to the tower along the usual route.

However, when they walked to the corridor leading to the Fat Lady's portrait, they found that it was already crowded with students and the entire corridor was filled with water.

"Why don't you go in?" Ron asked curiously.

Harry stood up on his tiptoes and looked over the heads of the classmates in front of him, and found that the portrait hole seemed to be closed.

Clark's heart moved, and he knew that this should be Sirius Black. While they were attending the Halloween dinner in the Great Hall, he was about to force his way into the Gryffindor common room to look for Peter Pettigrew.

"Please, let me pass." At this time, Percy's calm voice came from behind the crowd, "Why are you all stuck here? You can't all have forgotten the password - I'm sorry, please let me pass -"

He hurried through the crowd. Suddenly, the crowd became quiet. Starting from the front row, a cold wave seemed to be spreading along the corridor.

Then, the next moment, they heard Percy say in a sharp voice: "Someone call Professor Dumbledore, quickly!"

People turned their heads one after another, and the people standing behind stretched their necks and stood on tiptoes.

"What happened?" Ginny, who had just walked over, asked in confusion.

But before anyone could answer, Professor Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall suddenly appeared. They walked quickly towards the portrait. The Gryffindor classmates huddled together to make way for them, and Hermione pulled Clark. Go up with Neville to see what's going on.

The next moment, Hermione screamed and grabbed Clark's arm.

"Oh my God--"

It's the Fat Lady! The Fat Lady disappeared from her portrait!

The portrait that Clark and the others were extremely familiar with and had seen several times every day had been severely cut and damaged by some kind of sharp weapon. The fragments of the canvas were scattered all over the floor, and a large piece of the canvas was simply torn away.

Dumbledore quickly glanced at the destroyed portrait, turned around, and looked at the solemn-eyed Professor McGonagall. At this time, Professor Lupin and Professor Snape were also walking towards them quickly.

"Minerva," said Dumbledore, "we need to find her as soon as possible. Please go to Filch immediately and ask him to search every painting in the castle for the Fat Lady."

But as soon as he finished speaking, a laughing voice with a strange accent came from the ceiling, "Then I have to wish you good luck, Mr. Principal!"

It was Peeves who loved to play pranks. He was walking around on the ceiling above everyone's heads. He seemed to be happier than usual because of seeing this chaotic scene.

"What do you mean, Peeves?" Faced with Peeves's pretentiousness, Dumbledore still asked calmly.

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The smile on Peeves' face faded a bit, he didn't dare to really laugh at the principal.

So he changed his tone to a flattering tone, but it was not much better than the weird laughter just now.

"Oh, she's scared, Headmaster.

She didn't want to be seen right now, because she was...how should I put it...so miserable.

I saw her running past the landscape painting on the fifth floor, sir, yes, she was hiding in the bushes, crying so much that she was so sad. "

There was no trace of sympathy in Peeves' tone, but instead he was very happy.

"What a pitiful man." He added falsely, but he had no intention of pitying others.

"Did she say who did it?" Dumbledore asked calmly.

"Oh, I told you, Mr. Professor." Peeves made an exaggerated grimace. "You see, she didn't let him into the lounge, so he was very angry."

Peeves suddenly turned somersaults in the air and grinned at Dumbledore from between his legs. "Honestly, he has a really scary temper - that Sirius Black."

"Hiss~"

After listening to Peeves' words, all the little wizards present took a breath and made some contribution to global climate warming.

Sirius Black actually broke into the castle and even tried to enter the Gryffindor common room?

This is really terrible!

Luckily it was Halloween and no one was in the tower.

Professor McGonagall had a worried look on her face and she was so excited that she covered her chest. Professor Lupine had a very strange expression on his face. Only Snape and Clark could clearly detect that this proficient brain person The Occlumency spy master's thoughts at this moment are not as calm as he appears on the surface.

Fortunately, Principal Dumbledore was extremely calm at this time and directly asked all Gryffindor students to return to the auditorium immediately. At the same time, he arranged for Professors Lupine and Snape to notify the deans of other houses.

Clark and others followed the large group and walked downstairs again under the escort of Professor McGonagall. Along the way, everyone was whispering about what had just happened.

They returned to the auditorium, where the Halloween-related decorations had not yet been taken down.

After waiting for ten minutes, students from Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw, Slytherin and other houses also came back under the leadership of their respective deans, but most of these students looked confused. , some smart people grabbed Gryffindor students and asked them.

"Quiet! The faculty will join me in conducting a thorough search of the castle." Dumbledore pointed his wand at his throat, and the loud voice immediately echoed in the auditorium, suppressing the noise of the students.

At this time, Professor McGonagall and Professor Flitwick had closed all the doors and windows of the auditorium.

"For your safety, I think everyone may have to stay here tonight," Principal Dumbledore arranged. "I request that the prefects stand guard at the entrance of the auditorium, and that the male and female student union presidents stay in the auditorium to take charge. , report anything to me immediately."

"Find a ghost to bring a message to me." The last sentence was specially told to Percy.

After the arrangements were made, Dumbledore was about to leave the auditorium when he stopped and said, "Oh, by the way, maybe you will need..."

With a wave of his wand, the long tables flew to the edge of the auditorium and were set up against the wall; with another wave, the ground was covered with hundreds of purple sleeping bags.

"Have a good sleep, good night." Professor Dumbledore said, closing the door behind him as he went out.

Immediately there was another buzz of excitement in the auditorium: the students of Gryffindor House were busy telling the students of other houses what had just happened.

"Everyone get in your sleeping bags!" Percy shouted loudly, "Come on, stop talking! There will be plenty of time for you to discuss tomorrow. Okay, lights out in ten minutes!"

Clark, Hermione and Neville grabbed their sleeping bags and walked to the corner, followed by Ron, Harry and Ginny.

"Do you think Black is still in the castle?" Ginny whispered anxiously.

"It should be so, Dumbledore obviously thinks so." Ron said.

"Then he's so lucky. He picked tonight when we're not in the tower," Clark joked. At this time, they had already got into their sleeping bags with their clothes on, and then rested their upper bodies on their elbows to talk. "Otherwise, if our Neville bumps into him, he will be knocked to the ground within minutes."

"As long as he dares to come, I will make him look good!" Neville seemed to take Clark's joke seriously and said confidently.

Ron didn't believe it, "I guess he has a confused life because he has been on the run. Otherwise, why would he choose to break in on Halloween?"

Ginny was trembling, and everyone around them was asking each other the same question: "How did he get in?"

"Maybe he knows how to become invisible," said a Ravenclaw a few feet away. "Just emerge from thin air, you know."

"Probably he came in with makeup." A fifth-year student from Hufflepuff House said.

"Otherwise it's flown in," Dean Thomas said.

Everyone was expressing their opinions. Hermione rolled her eyes and nudged Clark with her elbow, "What do you think?"

"None of these methods are realistic," Clark said lazily while lying in his sleeping bag. "If you have read "Hogwarts, a School History", you will know that the castle itself is a huge alchemy. The building, in addition to the walls, is also enchanted with all kinds of magic.”

The people around him listened attentively to Clark's story. They knew that Clark was the authority in this regard.

"A space barrier has been set up throughout the castle. This kind of thing is like a ubiquitous big net, covering Hogwarts. No matter it is Apparition, Portkey or Floo powder, no one can tamper without authorization. Teleport in or out.

Of course, if you have faculty permissions, Floo fans can still be used, but only in fixed offices. Other than that, there are only creatures like house elves that can slip through the mesh and travel through the castle.

Therefore, the latent form of light cannot enter. "

"As for makeup, I'm sorry, the perspective of Dementors' observation is more inclined to see the fluctuation of a person's soul, so just changing the appearance is not enough. Flying is also impossible. If Black flies in, the Dementors will also see him.

And Filch knows all the secret passages, and he will seal them all..."

"Lights out now!" Percy yelled. "Everyone get in sleeping bags and stop talking!"

Clark remained silent, as if he really heard Percy's words, and then fell into a deep sleep.

However, in the air in front of him, a curtain of light that no one else could see was slowly unfolding.

Now that Blake can't help but take action, in order to ensure safety, it's better to upgrade first.

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