The Rise of the Muggles at Hogwarts

"oops!"

In the darkness, Harry seemed to have stumbled and staggered towards the handrail of the stairs.

"What's going on?" Ron held his breath and squinted at the corner by the wall.

"Is this... Neville?"

Neville, who was huddled in the corner, turned pale, and suddenly woke up after being kicked by Harry.

"Oh! Thank God, are you here to see me? I was out there for hours. I can't remember the new password and can't get in."

Depend on!

Anthony, who had already walked up the spiral staircase, turned around suddenly and saw Neville shivering from the cold.

He takes back what he just said!

There really are people who are stupid enough to squat outside and blow the cold wind!

Anthony covered his face and looked at Neville helplessly.

Immediately, his eyes turned to Harry Harron's face. He was asleep, so forget it and didn't notice it. Didn't these two guys also notice that there were fewer people in the dormitory?

What kind of weird roommates are these?

If it had been winter, Neville would have gone to see Merlin by now.

At this time, Harry and Ron had no choice. The Fat Lady had come to visit, and Neville couldn't enter the lounge even if he told him the password.

"Neville, we are going to a place. Just...continue squatting here. When the Fat Lady comes back, you can enter the lounge."

"Don't leave me!" Neville screamed in horror. He quickly got up from the ground and said, "I don't want to stay here alone. The ghost of Bloody Baron has passed here twice."

"Shh! Keep your voice down." Harry looked around nervously to make sure there was no one around.She turned to look at him and said, "Okay, then you will follow us."

As he said this, he greeted everyone and quickly walked towards the spiral staircase.

After looking around, Neville seemed to have made some determination, gritted his teeth and followed.

Everyone walked briskly along the corridor.

The noble moonlight spilled in from the window, covering the ground in patches.

From the eighth floor to the third floor, they walked very carefully. Every time they climbed a new staircase, Harry would stretch his neck to see if there was anyone else around.

In this way, they arrived at the third floor safely.

Then he tiptoed to the prize display room.

As expected, they didn't see Malfoy or Crabbe.

In the darkness, the moonlight illuminated the crystal glass cabinet displaying the prizes.Trophies, shields, medals and statues shone with silver and gold.

Harry saw his father's medal again and was a little distracted for a moment.

Time passed slowly.

After a while, Malfoy was nowhere to be seen, which made both Harry and Ron a little nervous.

"He's late? Maybe he doesn't dare to come?" Ron shrank his head, not daring to look into Anthony's eyes.

He kept his mouth shut and refused to admit that they had been tricked by Malfoy.

"Haha! These two idiots were fooled around. I guess Filch is on his way here now." Anthony laughed mockingly.

And heard Harry and Ron.

There was more or less shame and anger on the faces of these two idiots.

Just as he was about to continue teaching these two guys a lesson, the footsteps of another person suddenly came from the corridor.

"Sniff around, honey, they might be hiding in a corner somewhere."

The moment they heard Filch's voice, the three of them ran away without even thinking.

Anthony was kind enough to hold Neville and not leave him behind.

Mrs. Norris.

It was Filch's cat. They knew it best. That cat was a dog.

It's obviously a cat, but its nose is extremely sensitive.

Don't even think about hiding in front of it, it will find you by smell.

Only by keeping a distance and letting the smell dissipate can you avoid being discovered.

"This way!" Anthony growled and ran towards the end of the corridor.

The remaining people stumbled and followed him one after another.

In the distance, an ugly huge stone beast is getting closer and closer.

Anthony immediately began to guess the password.

“Iced lemonade!”

Um?no response?

Looking at the motionless stone beast, he immediately changed his command: "Pile of cockroaches? Toffee finger cakes?"

"boom"

I don't know which password is correct.

The huge stone beast seemed to have come to life, and jumped to the side wildly. The wall behind it split into two halves, and a spiral staircase leaked out.

"Go in." Anthony greeted his friends and took the lead in climbing up the stairs.

"What is this place?" Ron looked at the grand entrance in surprise, and then jumped up.

The other little wizards followed.

"Principal's office!"

"What?" The other three people exclaimed in unison.

"You mean, we ran into the principal's office to avoid Filch?" Harry swallowed and said with difficulty.

"Aren't you throwing yourself into a trap?" Ron shouted.

"Am I that stupid again?" Anthony rolled his eyes, and then explained: "The stairs lead to the principal's office on the eighth floor. We don't have to go up. We just hide in the stairs and wait for Filch outside to go away. Then we go out. .Dumbledore won't know."

"Really? As expected of you, Anthony, you are so smart!" Ron patted his shoulder excitedly.

"Keep your voice down, Ron, we don't know if Dumbledore is in the office yet." Harry reminded in a low voice, his mind was full of the scene where several people were running for their lives in a panic.

Slowly the sounds around everyone receded.

Nothing could be heard in the spiral staircase except the breathing of the four people.

In the corridor on the third floor, they were not sure whether Filch had left or not, so they could only squeeze in at the stairs and wait silently.

"I...we don't have to hide until dawn!" Neville's round face was full of worry. He just got up from the corner of the entrance to the common room, and in the blink of an eye he was trapped in the rotation of the principal's office. On the stairs.

No matter how you look at it, his situation seems to be more dangerous!

"Damn Malfoy!" Ron said through gritted teeth: "This despicable guy actually used such despicable means."

"Don't talk Ron." Anthony suddenly noticed some strange noise coming from the stairs.

"what happened?"

"There's a noise? Is this? A cat meowing?"

"Is it Mrs. Norris?" Harry said in horror. Does Filch also have the password to the principal's office?

"no!"

With that said, Anthony got up and walked cautiously upstairs.

On the dark stairs, a soft kitten meowed. It was definitely not the sound made by a Burmese cat like Mrs. Norris.

Filch's cat had a high-pitched meow just like Filch himself.

This soft sound is definitely another cat.

Soon, he came to the end of the spiral staircase and in front of a shiny oak door.

"Shirlock?"

In front of the gate with the head of a griffin, a white kitten is squatting.

It's Hermione's cat.

Sirocco's two front paws were pulling at the wooden door. After hearing Anthony's voice, he immediately ran and jumped into his arms.

"That is..."

Ron's voice came from behind Anthony. He stared in horror at the two figures falling in front of the oak door.

Red hair, Gryffindor robes.

The identities of the two are self-evident.

"No...wuwuwu!" The heart-rending scream had just begun, but Anthony's quick response covered his mouth.

"No, Ron."

He covered Ron's mouth forcefully and whispered: "The people who attacked George and Fred haven't left yet, they are in the principal's office."