Hogwarts, was gnawed at the beginning

One after another, Suer saw Ravenclaw students on each floor.

Without exception, no one took Sur's Animagus seriously. At most, they just muttered that someone didn't close their pet and let it slip out.

"What are they looking for?"

"Need to take advantage of the time when there is no one in the castle?"

Soul wandered around the castle with doubts, and it even followed several groups of students, but except for a few--

"did you find it?"

"did not find."

"Hurry up and change places. Someone in front said the game is almost over."

Naturally, no useful information can be extracted from such conversations.

I have to say that Soul's curiosity was aroused, and he found that almost most of the Ravenclaws stayed in the castle, which was strange.

Speaking of which, the few Ravenclaws who joined the Defense Against the Dark Arts team during the assembly were indeed a little strange. Not only were they a little absent-minded during class, but during the training period, they always gathered together and muttered, what if When someone approaches, they will pretend to shout a few curses and pretend to be training.

When Su Er reached the first floor of the castle, a rush of footsteps came in. Su Er hid behind a pillar and looked over.

Professor McGonagall, who was wearing a Gryffindor scarf, strode ahead with a sullen face. George's lips were swollen and Harry's fingers were clearly curled up unnaturally.

Su Er was still a little surprised. It looked like Harry and George were having a fight. What happened on the court?

Not long after, a large group of people came in cheering.

The two groups were clearly divided into two groups with Hufflepuff as the boundary. The nervous little badgers looked left and right, while the two groups belonging to Gryffindor and Slytherin were yelling at each other---

"Beep beep beep---beep beep---beep beep beep---"

Among the Slytherins, there was a blond boy who stood out particularly brightly. He was surrounded in the middle, holding his stomach with one hand, and there was blood on his face, maybe a nosebleed?

But his expression was extremely proud, like a victor, looking contemptuously at the people and horses on the other side, singing loudly---

"Weasley---our king---"

"Weasley was born in a dumpster---"

"He always puts the ball in the goal---"

[Long drawl]

No matter how you look like that, you deserve a beating.

Soul probably knows what happened...

Sure enough, when they returned to the Gryffindor common room, the little lions were angrily scolding Slytherin for his shameful behavior, but they simply said a few insulting words over and over again.

Soul found Hermione exactly in the corner of the lounge.

Not long after, two people appeared in the Room of Requirement. The competition had just ended, and obviously no one was in the mood to practice magic here.

"It's just chaos." Hermione sighed and shook her head. "Looking at Professor McGonagall, Harry and George will definitely not be able to escape a confinement."

"But fortunately, Harry caught the Golden Snitch and we won the game."

"I saw it just now. Malfoy looked like a winner." Suer also shook his head.

"By the way, Hermione, do you know what's going on over at Ravenclaw recently? I saw a lot of Ravenclaws in the castle who didn't go to the game."

Things on the Quidditch pitch changed so easily.

Gryffindor and Slytherin have never gotten along, so if they had a fight, it wouldn't be a big deal.

Hermione tilted her head and thought for a moment, "Oh, speaking of which, I really didn't see a few Ravenclaws..."

"what have you found?"

"They seem to be looking for something, but I didn't get any valid information." Suer shook his head.

"Looking for something?" Hermione blinked, with an interested look on her face, "I'm going to ask Qiu Zhang. I saw her on the court today. She should know something."

……

There were no surprises. Hermione did not receive any positive feedback from her inquiries, which made her even more curious.

In the warm Gryffindor common room at night.

People gathered together in twos and twos to discuss today's game. Although unpleasant things happened, Gryffindor still won in the end, didn't it?

"I'm sure they're hiding something." Hermione whispered. If anyone saw Hermione at this time, they would find that she seemed to be talking to herself, but if you look carefully, you can see that she was on Hermione's lap. Saw a black and white creature.

"Qiu didn't say it, but I could feel it. When I asked them if they had discovered any secrets in the castle, the Ravenclaws next to me were obviously nervous."

It's normal that Hermione couldn't detect anything. Although there are no secrets in Hogwarts, this does not include Ravenclaw. They are very strict about their words. Judging from her tracking of them, even the first-year students The students were all told not to disclose information outside.

"Perhaps, there is a way--"

"No one cares about an animal---"

"sneak into---"

Soul blinked and looked up at Hermione.

He didn't expect that Hermione would hear such a plan that clearly violated school rules--oh, visiting the castle at night is a tradition, not a school rule!

Sneaking into the Ravenclaw common room?

Sounds exciting.

After doing it, Soul raised his paw and patted Hermione's soft thigh, and nodded cautiously.

At this moment, the sound of the lounge door opening was heard, and George and Harry walked in with a cold wind. They were locked in Professor McGonagall's dean's office for a whole afternoon.

Immediately afterwards, Angelina's extremely high decibel but extremely hollow voice echoed in the sky above the Gryffindor lounge.

"What did you say? Suspended?!"

Suspended?The little wizards in the lounge all turned their attention to the direction where the Quidditch players were gathering.

"Yes." Harry's weak voice, accompanied by the sound of wood being burned in the fireplace, clearly reached the ears of everyone present.

"My broom has been confiscated by Umbridge. Not only me, but also George and Fred have also been suspended."

"How dare she?" Angelina howled in despair. "Without Seeker and Beater? What else can we do?!"

"By the way, Professor McGonagall, Professor McGonagall, didn't she say anything?" Angelina seemed to have remembered something after howling, and asked hurriedly expectantly.

"There was nothing she could do," George said. "Umbridge took out a piece of parchment, and Professor McGonagall looked at it and said nothing."

"This is so unfair!" said a female team member.

"Crabbe was only punished to copy sentences, I heard Montague said." Ginny also spoke up.

A wave of low pressure began to spread from where the Quidditch players gathered.

"I'll ask Professor McGonagall." A young Gryffindor lion who was not a Quidditch player stood up. "This is not fair at all."

"I'll go as well."

"I also---"

"Hulala~" a group of people responded quickly---