HP: By the lake of Snake Garden, flowers bloom on the other side

Filch lost his temper.

The fierce and arrogant person he used to be now seemed like a different person.

He hugged Mrs. Norris, his nose twitched, his lips trembled, and his eyes were panicked.

He was afraid of putting Mrs. Norris in harm's way again.

"Mr. Filch, I can help you." Lycoris slowed down her tone of voice and her voice became a few degrees softer.

Licoris's words were like guidance from Merlin to Filch, who was overly nervous.

"How? What should I do, Miss Snape." Like a drowning man grabbing a piece of driftwood, Filch quickly asked, "As long as I can protect Mrs. Norris, I can do anything."

"Come here, I'll tell you right now." Lycoris played with her wand and looked at Filch who wanted to lie down on the table because of these words.

After talking to Filch, Lycoris helped him petrify Mrs. Norris with all the petrification spells, and then asked him to follow the plan.

What's wrong with cats?

We must start with Mrs. Norris.

Now that you have taken action, you will have to pay a price for it.

Lycoris traced her slender fingers along the wall and walked towards the Slytherin lounge in a good mood.

"My Mrs. Loris! Look at my Mrs. Loris!" The man held the petrified cat early in the morning and walked it to every student who passed by him.

The children were so frightened that they shook their heads and could not speak.

"Whoever turns her into this will definitely go to hell." Filch cursed, his eyes fierce, "Merlin will not bless such a person, and he will lose everything."

"You know what? Filch seems to be crazy." Pansy took a piece of bread and spread butter on it. "Everyone talks about how miserable Mrs. Norris is and curses the murderer."

"I saw it too!" Gower's mouth was full. In order to speak clearly, he took a big gulp of milk, and then choked himself so much that he almost rolled his eyes. "It was very scary. I thought he was going to stare at those eyes." Eat me."

Goyle patted his chest, and Lycoris didn't know for a moment whether he was choked or frightened and comforting himself.

Nott always felt a little strange. Principal Dumbledore clearly said that he would save Mrs. Norris when the mandrake matured. What was he doing?

"Must be crazy," Crabbe shrugged. "Who doesn't know that he loves cats as much as his life."

Everyone at the long table was chatting and discussing the murderer.

Licolis bumped into Malfoy next to her, "Why don't you speak?"

"A little tired." Malfoy didn't want to talk anymore. He shook his head and ate his breakfast slowly.

After eating for a long time, I only bit half of a piece of bread.

"Are you willing to test the medicine for me?" Lycoris looked at him like this, thought for a moment and said, "Of course, I will let my father stay by my side while I give it to you."

"What kind of medicine is it again?" Malfoy looked up at her with a gloomy expression, "Didn't you give me a lot of it?"

"Try it, you should be able to regain some energy." Licoris said something that he couldn't refuse. "The Quidditch match is about to start. Don't you want the second graders to play?"

The content of Slytherin's breakfast chat has been updated, and the content of Hufflepuff's long table breakfast has been updated to show how long Mr. Filch will be crazy.

Even the Ravenclaw children were chatting. The disciplined eaglet had not been punished by Filch, and most of them were more sympathetic.

Ginny Weasley was uneasy, especially after meeting the crazy Mr. Filch this morning.

"You don't know Mrs. Norris," Ron tried to cheer up his youngest sister. "We are more at home without her."

He looked around and whispered in his sister's ear, "It's more convenient to travel at night and you won't be discovered."

"You have to believe the principal, he is the greatest white wizard, and he will definitely catch the murderer." Ron ate bread and comforted his scared sister, "This lunatic will definitely be caught, break his wand, and be expelled." School. I just hope that I can petrify Filch before driving him out."

Catch, fire, drive away.

Ginny's face turned pale and her lips lost all color.

Seeing that his comfort not only had no effect, but actually frightened his sister like this, Ron became anxious.

He put down the bread in his hand, and the spatula fell on the table with a crisp sound.

"I was just joking -" Ron said hurriedly without knowing where to place his hands, "It won't be like this. There will be no other victims except Mrs. Norris. Don't be afraid! Hogwarts is the safest place. No one can hurt you anymore."

In the morning, many people encountered Filch, who was suspected of being insane, holding a petrified cat close to the students and letting them pet his cat. As a result, many children stayed away from him when they saw him.

Filch was nowhere to be seen in the morning, and many people breathed a sigh of relief.

Staff quarters.

"Dong dong dong - dong dong -" There were three long and two short knocks on the door. Filch hurried to open the door. When he saw a familiar person, he quickly made way for her.

"Is it okay for me to do this this morning?" He asked uneasily, "Would it be a bad job? I mean, I can do this all day long."

Licoris took off her hat and reassured him, "As long as it's morning, everyone now knows that Mrs. Loris is still petrified, so the murderer won't be suspicious. Next, let her not show up until the murderer does evil again or... Let Professor Plaut show up after her mandrake matures."

"Aren't you going to let Mrs. Norris out without waiting to catch the murderer?" Filch rubbed his hands uneasily, "Let her out after the mandrake is mature?"

"It's okay if you don't want to. I just said that there is no need to hide the fact that she has been lifted from petrification." Licoris smiled, "You did a good job today."

"I don't know how to thank you, Miss Snape." Filch really thanked her for working hard for three days to make the potion and send it to him. He still had such a bad attitude, saying that she was just here to mock him as a bad student.

"I have a small request," Licoris said thoughtfully, "but it doesn't matter if it's inconvenient for you."

Filch thanked her very much and felt very embarrassed that he had not helped her at all.

When the door closed behind her, completely covering Filch's grateful face, Lycoris also laughed under the black hood.

She touched the parchment in her sleeve through the fabric of her plain robe. Who else knows professional things better than a professional?

In the girl's sleeve, a Hogwarts map lay quietly. It was criss-crossed vertically and horizontally, and filled with every road Filch knew, including the animal paths that he couldn't enter - this was provided by Mrs. Norris.

Who says little people are not important?

A desperate little person is even scarier.