Mysterious Walker at Hogwarts

"Mr. Scamander, don't forget, you won't be discharged from the hospital until tomorrow, so you should just stay in the ward tonight!" Madam Pomfrey said with a look on her face after applying the last bit of ointment to Ron's face. He warned unkindly: "And you two, if I find you fooling around with him, I will hand you over to Professor McGonagall!"

Ron shrank his neck in fear.

"Madam Pomfrey, I promise it will be very quiet tonight," Dean said.

"The potion you just took has a strong sedative effect. Have a good sleep and see if it will get better tomorrow." Pomfrey's attitude towards Dean was quite gentle.

"Madam Pomfrey, don't worry, I will help you keep an eye on these two brats and make sure they don't bother you." Rolf promised, patting his chest.

"It's enough if you don't cause any trouble for me!" Madam Pomfrey said angrily and left the ward.

"Rolf, what did you do? Madam Pomfrey seems very dissatisfied?" Dean asked curiously.

In his impression, Madam Pomfrey was relatively easy to get along with, although she had a bit of a temper.

"Well, I once tried to forge Dumbledore's approval slip to get her to agree to be discharged from the hospital, but unfortunately it was discovered." Rolf shrugged.

Dean and Ron looked at each other speechless, and they dared to forge Dumbledore's approval note. How brave must Rolf be?

"Rolph, I feel like you're a little... too much?" Ron said.

Giving Madam Pomfrey the real Dumbledore approval note was undoubtedly a provocation.

"Please, I'm here for you! If I don't do this, how are you going to cope with the ward rounds at night?" Rolf asked, "Aren't we going to capture Niffler tonight? I don't want to be disturbed."

"Does this mean Madam Pomfrey won't be doing ward rounds?" Ron asked in disbelief.

"According to my extensive hospitalization experience, the answer is yes." Rolf was a little proud, "I guess Madam Pomfrey must have used 'quick confinement' on the door now. As long as we don't try to get out through the door, It won't disturb her, and she won't disturb us at night. - This is a disguised form of confinement, specially designed for troublesome patients like me."

"Isn't Madam Pomfrey afraid of accidents happening to hospitalized students?" Ron felt incredible.

"Haha, she would definitely not do this to those students who are seriously ill, but none of us are seriously ill, right?" Rolf winked.

"You might as well say that Madam Pomfrey is targeting you, and we are being implicated by you!" Dean said this because the system threw out another task.

"Mission: Madam Pomfrey's Grudge"

Pomfrey, the school nurse of Hogwarts, seems to be targeting Rolf. As his friend, please investigate the reason and find a way to resolve the grudge between them.

Reward: 3 skill points, 50 points of Madam Pomfrey's favorability, and activate Pomfrey's bond. "

After receiving the mission, Dean felt relieved. Madam Pomfrey was not irresponsible, but had a personal grudge with Rolf.

Rolf was stunned for a few seconds before he said in frustration: "I didn't expect you to find out!"

Dean was very surprised. Seeing this, Rolf seemed to know some reasons?

"Is there any hidden secret between you and Madam Pomfrey?" Dean guessed.

"Forget it, let's not talk about it today - aren't you going to trap that sniffer? Why don't you start quickly? Are the gold coins of those little leprechauns about to expire?" Rolf obviously didn't want to talk more and changed the topic.

"When Hagrid handed us the gold coins, he said it would last up to five hours, and now it's almost been almost an hour." Ron exclaimed, apparently forgetting about it.

"Don't worry, four hours is enough." Rolf showed off his expert air.

"Rolf, I have a question. According to the clues I got, the Niffler seems to only haunt our dormitory. Now that we are trapped in the ward of the school hospital, how can we trap it?" Dean asked.

Rolf's behavior of deliberately irritating Madam Pomfrey bought them some undisturbed time, but it also trapped them here.

"Don't worry, as long as you cast a simple spell on the leprechaun gold coins, they will have a very strong attraction to the Sniff. As long as the Sniff is still in the castle, it will definitely be attracted." Luo Wolf said confidently.

"Then we just need to place the trap in the ward?" Ron suddenly became more energetic.

"As I said before, the difficulty in catching a Sniff is tracking it. This little guy is always elusive. If we don't catch it in the trap we set, it will be difficult to get it to fall for it next time." Rolf said.

"So what do you think we should do?" Ron asked.

"Don't worry, I'll take care of it." Rolf said confidently, "I said that as long as you can help me get the discharge note, I will personally help you trap the sniffer."

"Are you so confident?" Dean asked.

"Of course. You don't know that I grew up in a battle of wits and courage with the Niffler in my family." Rolf said proudly, "Ordinary Nifflers can't see through the traps I set."

"...I'll wait and see." Dean opened his mouth, but still couldn't bear to hit Rolf who was in high spirits.

In fact, he suspected that the stolen Niffler was the missing one from Rolf's family.

The unique functions of the silver alarm clock can never be measured with ordinary sniffing eyes.

"Quickly, give me those leprechaun gold coins." Rolf urged.

Ron reluctantly handed a bulging bag to Rolf.

Dean guessed that Ron had probably never owned so many gold coins—not even leprechaun gold coins that would soon disappear.

Rolf pointed at the gold coins with his wand and whispered a magic spell. Suddenly, the light emitted by the gold coins became a little different, as if there was a magic power that penetrated people's hearts, making people want to take it for themselves. have.

"Help, gather these beds together and move them to the corner." Rolf ordered.

Ron showed a troubled expression, and Dean took out his blackthorn wand and waved it. The beds seemed to come alive. They ran together and stacked them one by one in the corner of the ward.

Ron opened his mouth in surprise: "Dean, how did you do it? It's really amazing."

"It's just an application of transformation." Rolf curled his lips, as if he was not surprised, but Dean still saw a hint of surprise in his eyes.

"What else needs to be done?" Dean asked.

"It would be better if you could make these beds smaller and put them away. We'd better create an empty space to prevent Sniffs from having any chance to escape." Rolf's request seemed to Ron like a Deliberately making things difficult.

"I told you earlier! Shrink quickly!" Dean waved his magic wand, and those hospital beds immediately became the size of matchboxes.