Ashes of Hogwarts

Professor Lothric's wedding is a rare event at Hogwarts in recent years.

All the teachers and students attended, even the ghosts and portraits were no exception.

Just as they were celebrating lively, a wretched little head popped out of the Gryffindor lounge.

Banban felt aggrieved.

Over the past year, ever since he fell in love with that damn cat for no reason, he found that his treatment was becoming more and more abnormal.

In the past, Ron treated himself as if he was holding it in his hands for fear of falling, and holding it in his mouth for fear of melting.

But now!

Not only did he often forget to shovel poop for himself, he even stopped feeding him rat food.

I, Scabbers Weasley!You have lived in the Weasley family longer than you, Ron, and you actually want to accidentally starve me to death so that you can go to that little guy Harry Potter and ask for an otter!

Simply unforgivable!

Aren't mice less cute than otters?

So tonight, in order to prevent himself from being harmed by Ron, Banban resolutely escaped from prison.

Not to mention that you can monitor Harry Potter nearby and provide reliable information to Voldemort in the future.

My life is about to be lost, what can I offer?

His nimble little paws quickly pried open the rat cage.

Although he didn't know why there was no one there tonight, even the fat lady who was guarding the door had left, but this did not affect his great escape plan at all.

The Alliance of Predators had figured out many secret passages in Hogwarts as early as their school days. All they had to do was run out of the Hogwarts lounge and dive into the secret passages.

Even Dumbledore couldn't find him.

He quickly slipped out the door.

The moment he crossed the threshold, he seemed to remember something.

He turned to look at Ron's bed.

Banban remembered what Ron had done to her before.

Neglect, indifference, telling yourself how cute otters are.

Anger arises from the heart, and evil grows towards courage.

He quickly climbed up to Ron's bed along the foot of the bed.

He raised his hind legs, and a trickle of water spurted out, soaking Ron's pillow.

After venting, Banban narrowed his eyes in relief.

He couldn't help but tremble.

Suddenly, he saw something on Ron's pillow.

Since when did Ron, this kid, like reading books?

Could it be that he was looking for a love letter template just to pick up that Granger?

With a trace of curiosity, Banban opened the old, wrinkled book that seemed to be stained with a lot of filth.

It's disgusting, why would Ron put this kind of thing next to his bed?

But when he saw what was recorded in the book, he could no longer move his eyes away.

"Awesome!" There was a hint of enthusiasm in the mouse's eyes, just like Wu Gang discovered that Chang'e was a widow, or Snape discovered that Harry had become Harry.

"The truth of the world is here, and I will give you my soul."

"Great, profound!"

……

It was already midnight when the wedding ended.

This is the latest date Ash has applied for.

The last item in the process is of course the banquet. In order to prevent the natal family (mainly the undead) in the soul world from feeling neglected because they cannot experience the deliciousness of the food, Ash will also borrow a small amount of the weakened Chuhuo. To the house elves.

Who knew that the delicious food cooked by Chu Huo would first conquer the taste buds of teachers and students at Hogwarts, and a group of people almost got into a fight over the food.

People in the soul world are still dignified and generous. No one dared to say anything where the unknown king stopped, and most of the food went into the stomachs of Youershika and Gwendelin.

So, with their elder brothers doting on them, Captain Dark Moon and Shadow Sun are so carefree.

Hogwarts naturally ended with Dumbledore's fate. The old headmaster truly became involved with the students, and it was so obvious that the young cat girl couldn't even deduct points from the college.

Otherwise, how can I deduct it?Hogwarts will deduct [-] points for the principal’s bad conduct?

Fortunately, Ron and Harry, who were at the same table as Hermione, received special care. Everyone was so full of food that if it weren't for the levitation spell that held them up, they might not even be able to walk.

Back in the lounge, Ron lay back on the bed contentedly.

I really want to just be a salted fish, thinking about nothing and doing nothing.

His eyes narrowed and he almost fell asleep.

Suddenly, a strange smell woke him up.

Ron sat up with a huff.

Ron, Ron, you are here to learn, how can you continue to be so decadent!

He reached for the book beside the bed that he had picked up in Professor Losric's office this afternoon.

If it can be collected by Professor Losric, it must be an amazing magic book.

Professor Losric was unavoidably anxious, and he had to return it immediately after reading it.

But, what about books?

Ron felt something was wrong, and ignored the strange smell and wet feel on the pillow, he opened the pillow.

Empty.

Ron panicked.

"Harry," he called, "did you see the book under my pillow?"

Harry, who was sleeping beside him, was woken up. He fumbled to put on his glasses and looked at Ron, who looked panicked.

"Ron, I told you not to take Professor Losric's book. If you really want to learn it, I can lend you Soul and Faith."

Apparently Harry didn't hear clearly what Ron was saying, so Ron had to repeat it.

"Harry, the book I borrowed from Professor Losric is missing."

"What's borrowing? It's obviously stolen..." Harry muttered, and then noticed something.

He raised his head suddenly: "You mean, Professor Losric's book is missing?"

"Yes Harry," Ron's face was full of panic, only sadness remained: "You have to help me, otherwise Hermione will tear me to pieces."

Thinking of Hermione wearing bear armor and tearing Ron into two pieces with a "stab", their bodies shook involuntarily.

"I think," Harry swallowed and calmed down: "We'd better search in the lounge first. If we really can't find it, then confess. Concealing or deceiving will only make things worse. Worse."

Ron thought it made sense. He always felt that Harry's words made sense.

Unfortunately, the two rummaged through the lounge and couldn't find even a scrap of paper.

"Harry!" Ron's voice sounded again: "Scabbers is gone too!"

In the darkness, the two looked at each other in silence.

10 minutes later, Gryffindor lounge.

"Very bad!"

Hermione, who was wearing pink pajamas, slapped the table in the lounge viciously, frightening the two little lions who had their heads lowered.

"I don't know what you are thinking. Even if you do something small, something will go wrong. What kind of behavior is this? This is theft! Harry, you don't know how to stop him. Do you understand that this is a crime of coercion?"

"Now this book may just be stolen by a mouse, or a mouse who falls in love with cats across races, but what if, what if it is stolen by a bad guy, what if the bad guy uses the magic in this book What about doing bad things?”

"What do you do? Can you afford the responsibility?"

Facing Hermione who was in "Little Professor Greg" mode, Harry and Ron didn't even dare to reply.

"Then what should we do now? Go to Professor Losric and tell him about this?"

Ginny, who had been silent the whole time, interrupted.

Although she was there at the time, she did not see her brother's embarrassing actions.

"No, tonight is a good day for the godfather and godmother. We can't disturb them. Let's talk about it tomorrow morning."

"go to bed!"

The last two words were almost squeezed out of my nose.

Hermione tossed her hair coolly and led Ginny back to the girls' lounge without looking back.

Harry and Ron were left standing there looking at each other.