HP: I just wanted to drop out of school, but I saved the world

Since the game consoles were confiscated, professors feel their classes and assignments have returned to normal.

Attendance has returned to 100%, and student papers have become more disciplined after the new regulations were introduced.

Although they occasionally need to check for plagiarism in papers that are too similar, the number of violations is still within a reasonable range.

Everything is getting better.

And those students who pretended to be sick to skip classes became very well-behaved after being punished, even to the point where the professors felt a little guilty.

He felt that his measures were a bit too extreme and made the students exhausted and yawning.

Not only did they think so, but Dumbledore also felt a little guilty.

After he and the professors assigned Jian Yu a mountain of papers, the headmaster's office was once again bombarded with Aberforth's howling letters.

"What's her fault? Why don't you take care of those students who have no willpower?"

"Is there any school rule that forbids her from selling game consoles? Why is she being punished?"

The letter first criticized Dumbledore for not being strict with his subordinates and failing to notice the student's abnormality in time; then it scolded him for being indiscriminate and using homework to overwhelm the child without any basis; finally it escalated to questioning his educational level and once again put forward the final demand of sending the child to the Hog's Head Inn.

The crazy insults from his brother made Dumbledore even more angry, and after hearing the last part, he refused to communicate further with Aberforth, and insisted on turning a blind eye and a deaf ear.

But he did feel a little guilty.

Maybe we can give the kids a holiday next month, changing their one-day weekend off to a two-day weekend off?

Or take her out for Christmas?

All kinds of thoughts were running through his mind.

On Halloween.

The auditorium was decorated with hundreds of pumpkins with candles, orange banners with flames fluttering, groups of live bats flying around, and bands and ghosts performing...

Dumbledore glanced at his colleagues. They all looked fine. Remus and Filius were chatting animatedly, Severus's eyes... were still glaring at Remus as usual, Minerva and Pomona were giggling...

Everything looks perfect.

However, many seats in the auditorium were empty, and Jian Yu was not among them.

Perhaps she was too exhausted from studying and working on her thesis during this period, so she had to rest in the dormitory.

She didn't go to Hogsmeade yesterday either...

Maybe I was too strict with her.

Dumbledore felt his guilt growing.

But what he didn't expect was that his guilt would soon disappear.

Because of Filch's arrival.

He hunched over and came to the teacher's seat to report the abnormality:

"The number of people who went to Hogsmeade yesterday was completely different from what was listed on the form. There were many fewer people, Mr. Headmaster."

This did not seem difficult to understand. The professors who heard Filch's words smiled and explained:

"We assigned too many tasks a few days ago. I guess the students are resting and don't have the energy to go out."

Although Filch had no intention of refutation, he still muttered gruffly:

"Really? I don't think those pesky little brats would pass up a chance to play outside the castle like this!"

"If they don't go to Hogsmeade, how did stink bombs, burp powder, and buzzbugs get into the school!"

The professors were sensitive enough to realize that he was talking about the troublesome Weasley twins -

Maybe others didn't go because they were tired from finishing their homework, but Fred and George...the well-known pranksters...

It was hard for them to say with a clear conscience that the twins didn't have the strength to go out.

Although this was indeed a bit strange, it did not make the professors too suspicious.

"Relax, Argus." Dumbledore raised his glass to him. "Let's relax for a while during the holidays!"

Filch reluctantly let this go, but immediately brought up the next anomaly:

"And that painting of the red hat, I don't think it should continue to serve the school, sir."

"Perhaps you would let me know next time you move a painting."

Dumbledore paused as he put down his glass. He looked up, and a rare look of confusion appeared in his blue eyes:

"Argus, what are you talking about?"

Filch repeated his words again, and Dumbledore's expression became even more confused:

"I don't think there's such a painting in the castle, Argus, perhaps you'd be willing to tell me where it is?"

Could it be a secret passage that has never been discovered?

Was he entered by some student by accident?

But he immediately thought of another possibility -

Sirius Black's hiding place.

Given the nature of the looters, he had no doubt they knew some obscure locations.

Maybe he'll have to check it out after dinner...

But before he could verify his guess, something even worse happened—

The Fat Lady's portrait was torn up by Sirius!

......

The auditorium was in chaos.

The students returned here one after another, each with a confused look on their face.

"Professors need to conduct a thorough search of the castle." Dumbledore spoke loudly into his throat. Professors McGonagall and Flitwick closed all the doors of the hall. "For your own safety, you can only spend the night here--"

Before he finished speaking, Gemma rushed over in panic:

"Headmaster! There are a lot fewer people from Slytherin! Jade Jane, Draco Malfoy, Blaise Zabini..."

She listed the names of more than a dozen missing students.

The prefects of the other three colleges were also in a panic. Percy's face turned pale and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead. All his brothers had disappeared, along with Harry and several other Gryffindor students.

"Many of our Gryffindor/Hufflepuff/Ravenclaw students are missing too!"

Dumbledore's face darkened, and he immediately thought of Sirius who broke into the castle.

Could it be that these children were being taken hostage?

But one person wants to control so many students... and some of them are seniors...

He always felt like something was wrong.

"Prefects, please guard the entrance to the auditorium. The male and female student council presidents will be responsible for management. If there is any situation, send a ghost to report immediately!"

"The professors and I will go and bring the other students back. They will be safe."

Percy looked like he wanted to go with Dumbledore to find his brothers himself, but he moved his lips and held back.

......

in the corridor.

Dumbledore walked quickly, followed by Professors McGonagall and Snape.

They and the rest of the professors split up and searched the castle together.

"We must go check the location of the red-hat portrait." Dumbledore's calm expression had been replaced by seriousness. "That is most likely where Sirius is hiding."

The more he spoke, the more worried he became.

The prefects had reported that many of the missing children had not been seen since Hogsmeade Day, yesterday.

McGonagall and Snape had the same serious and gloomy expressions as him, with their brows furrowed.

They suspected that the children had been held hostage by Black as a threat.

Especially since Harry disappeared too -

This made them almost certain of their guess.

Professor McGonagall and Professor Snape had already taken out their wands and were alertly looking at every corner where a figure might appear. Finally, their wands pointed at the painting of the red hat.

Dumbledore made a hushed gesture and tapped the frame three times with the tip of his wand, releasing an Alacho opening.

The red hat started to move, and they waited quietly for it to open the door for them, but they never thought that -

"Bang", "Bang", "Bang"

Three explosions sounded in the corridor, and Red Hat made a throwing gesture and threw three dung balls out of the painting!

A rotten stench accompanied by an unknown feces-yellow liquid exploded, staining the walls and the ground. Although the professors immediately released their armor to protect themselves and keep their neat robes, they still inevitably inhaled a lot of dirty air that made them feel like they were in the sewer of a bathroom.

They were so angry that their faces turned blue. Snape quickly cleared the air here and looked at Dumbledore:

"I think we need something tougher."

Dumbledore obviously thought so too. He used several silent and advanced spells, and the painting moved directly to the position, revealing the door behind it.

There is indeed a secret room hidden here!

"Strange, I remember this was a classroom before? I took classes here many years ago."

Professor McGonagall saw the style of the door and asked in confusion:

"Albus, are you sure this is really the Chamber of Secrets?"

Dumbledore was not sure, because he vaguely remembered that this place was once like a classroom.

"Go and have a look first."

The three of them clenched their wands, ready to cast an unlocking spell together, and use a binding spell to subdue Sirius the moment they entered; Snape had already thought of what kind of powerful evil curse to use so that he could catch him and send him to Azkaban.

The door was forcefully broken open by the professors' spells, but the scene inside was quite different from what they expected.

"Jade Jane! Let go of the game console!"

"And you! Come out now!"

The three professors were stunned and almost fainted from anger.

There was a carnival going on in the classroom, and the focus person, Jian Yuzheng, was surrounded on the podium like a moon surrounded by stars. She was holding a game console tightly, and her fingers were constantly flying on the keys. She was surrounded by the students who were originally declared missing. They exclaimed and cheered from time to time, the sound was deafening, and they didn't even notice the arrival of the professors!