Harry Potter: Glory Bows to Me

As dusk fell, the three arrived at the edge of the Forbidden Forest.

The dim light shone on the wet soil and thick tree trunks. The outer area of ​​the forbidden forest was filled with damp and cold air, and occasionally dead leaves rustled slightly underfoot.

Cedric walked in front, the wand in his hand emitting a faint light - although it was not completely dark yet, the trees outside the forbidden forest blocked the view, making it difficult to see the road clearly.

Harry followed closely behind, looking alert and looking around from time to time, while Amanta walked at the end, with her eyes lowered and a calm expression.

"So..." Harry began quietly, trying to break the silence, "are we really sure - that the black dog will appear near the Shrieking Shack?"

Cedric looked back at him and said cautiously, "This is just my guess. Based on previous observations, it seems to be particularly concerned about that place. Also... it always circles around the perimeter of Hogwarts, as if it is guarding something."

"Guardian?" Harry frowned and slowed down his pace.

There was a hint of uneasiness in his voice: "Impossible... Blake is a murderer, why would he be guarding something?"

Amanta didn't interrupt, but just walked behind and listened quietly.

The truth of everything has to be revealed by them themselves.

"It's not necessarily a guard, but I don't think it has any offensive tendencies... Maybe it's looking for someone?" Cedric speculated. "Anyway, every time Lupin appears near the Shrieking Shack, he will appear too."

The setting sun was falling, and the afterglow dyed the sky red. The shadow of the Whomping Willow was swaying on the ground. The blood-red halo sprinkled on the twisted branches of the Whomping Willow, casting a ferocious shadow.

"Is this the secret passage in and out of the Shrieking Shack?" Harry looked at the huge Whomping Willow in front of him in confusion.

Cedric stopped, his expression slightly restrained, his fingers unconsciously fiddling with the mud stains on his cuffs - that was the stain he got when he followed Lupin last night, a thin layer of mud mixed with the smell of moist wormwood.

In his other hand he held a piece of parchment with some hasty scribbles on it.

"Of course, Hufflepuff's intelligence is never wrong." Cedric whispered, tapping a few marks on the paper with his fingertips. "The last time he went to the Shrieking Shack, I followed him halfway, but with the Whomping Willow there, I couldn't get close rashly."

"But I saw some weird things."

Cedric handed the parchment to Amanta. The delicate lines on the paper outlined a simple silhouette - the face could not be seen under the cloak, only the thick hair was vaguely visible.

"He seems to be a little weird, like...his hair has become a lot thicker?"

Cedric said with a frown.

"Maybe it's just Snape's hair potion."

Harry took a quick look, pulled out a Fizzing Bee Candy from his pocket, unwrapped it at random, and threw the candy into his mouth. "Maybe this is the potion Snape gave him."

A sweet smell filled the air. He licked the sugar residue on the corner of his mouth. "Maybe Professor Lupin found that his hair was no different from dead grass - and a little sparse, so he secretly tried Snape's hair potion here."

Cedric high-fived, "That makes sense, Harry, but I was wondering...wasn't their relationship pretty bad?"

Amanta sighed helplessly, and before she could speak, she caught a glimpse of platinum luster passing by the outskirts of the castle from the corner of her eye.

The familiarity of that back view made her heart ache slightly.

It's Draco.

His figure melted into the twilight, like a silver fish swimming into a deep pool, and disappeared into the shadows in an instant.

Her fingertips tightened subconsciously, and the cold elderberry stick left a mark on her palm.