Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows

"Wow……"

Ron was obviously stunned. After all, just a few seconds ago, their lives were seriously threatened.

"You four, would you like to explain to me why, on such a beautiful and peaceful night, four first-year brats would appear in an area that Professor Dumbledore had explicitly prohibited?"

Anriel spoke with a smile on his face, and Hermione shuddered.

She was very well-informed, and Anriel guessed that she probably already knew about his special status in school.

Of course, I learned this through the professors. Miss Hermione Granger was the top student in her class and was very popular among the professors.

"If you don't want to, why don't you come with me and explain it to Professor McGonagall?"

Just as Hermione was about to speak, Harry stepped forward and said:

"This is all my fault, not theirs."

"Oh, why do you take all the trouble on yourself? I saw the 'four' of you in the restricted area at the same time..."

As Anriel spoke, he opened the door and made a "please come in" gesture. Several people came out one after another, all of them remaining silent.

"One, two, three, four... Gryffindor will be deducted twenty points for your recklessness and disregard for discipline."

Anriel knew how much trouble and shock this sentence would bring to them——

"That's not fair! You're only a year older than us!"

It looked like Ron had said this, but unfortunately, Hermione was unable to stop him from speaking.

Ron's implication seemed to be questioning why Anriel was not only allowed to wander around in the corridor, but was also "threatening" them in the name of Professor McGonagall...

He even deducted points from Gryffindor without permission!

"Ah, you can understand it this way. I was just passing by and came to take a look when I heard some noise inside..."

"And no professor could find a reason to deduct my marks for hanging out at night. No, not even Professor Snape."

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"arrive."

Anriel knocked on the door three times.

"Please come in."

The five of them walked into Professor McGonagall's office, and a moment later, Minerva McGonagall, wearing a floral nightgown, walked out from behind the hall.

"You four... and Mr. Green, what's going on?"

Because of some unpleasant memories, Minerva McGonagall usually tries to avoid calling out Anriel's full last name.

After all, she was also someone who had experienced that era.

McGonagall looked at Anriel, then turned her attention to Harry Potter, Hermione Granger and others. After all, these were her students, and it seemed that they were caught red-handed by Anriel because of some bad things.

"Professor McGonagall, this is the letter that Professor Dumbledore asked me to give you. You'd better read it now and solve this problem;"

"As for these four children... I was just passing by and saw that they were unfortunately entangled with Lu Wei, so I took it upon myself to bring them here."

"Fluvia...Oh, Merlin! They went to the corridor on the right side of the fourth floor?!"

Anriel shrugged. Professor McGonagall looked very unhappy. As for the four children, their faces had turned pale with fear, not much better than when they faced the three-headed dog just now.

"Ah wait, wait, ma'am, don't be so quick to get angry. Professor Dumbledore has already punished them in name only. Now you can consider writing a reply note. I will take these four poor, frightened children to their common room."

Mag glared at Anriel, who stuck out his tongue and looked back without fear.

Harry Potter and the other three looked at each other. After a few seconds, McGonagall turned and walked into her room. About a quarter of an hour later, she took out a folded letter.

"Thank you. Now, we are leaving."

Anriel was the last one to leave the room and closed the door.

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"but why?"

In the end, it was Hermione who lost her patience first and asked.

"what why?"

"You clearly didn't want to punish us just now, so why did you bring us to see Professor McGonagall?"

"No, when did I say I didn't want to punish you? I brought you here to see Ms. Mag just for the sake of convenience -

I don't really want to take you four back to Gryffindor Tower, because that would mean I have to walk four more floors."

"But Professor McGonagall didn't deduct our marks." Hermione selectively ignored Angel's offensive remarks.

"Hey, Hermione, why would Professor McGonagall deduct points from her own house so harshly...Isn't that right..."

Ron finished speaking, his tone gradually losing confidence under Hermione's stern gaze.

After Hermione asked this question, Anriel, who was walking in front, stopped and looked back at the top student who asked the question.

"Yes, Professor McGonagall did not deduct any points, but she obviously already knows that I have already deducted a few points from you. In this case, there is no need to continue to ruin your own house's pitiful scores."

"You?" The four of them asked in unison, their tone full of disbelief.

"If you don't believe me, you can go and look at the hourglass tomorrow."

"But... only the prefects have the right to deduct points among the students!"

"I'm sorry Miss, please recall what I said carefully. I am not deducting points from you as a student. I don't have that right."

Hermione was stunned, and the expression on her face vividly demonstrated the image of the word "unbelievable":

"Professor Dumbledore knows about this?!"

After saying this, Hermione took a breath and even she didn't believe this possibility.

"No, not yet, but I know it now, just as Professor Dumbledore knows it."

"In fact, recently, whenever it was his turn to keep watch at night, I would take his place. If any students violated the rules at night, they should be more careful of me instead of poor old Argus.

Of course, whenever Professor Snape and Professor McGonagall are on duty, they will definitely not let go of the first-year students who don’t sleep in the middle of the night…”

"Ah, here we are, Fat Lady, and the password is 'Pig Snout', isn't it?"

The Fat Lady looked sleepy and unhappy at being woken, but she let them in anyway, the portrait swung forward, and Anriel stepped back half a step, indicating that they could go back.

After the other three people went in, Anriel seemed to have thought of something and whispered to Hermione something that only he and Hermione could hear, meaningless words:

"But I'd be happy to help out with something interesting..."

Hermione glanced at him and slipped into the entrance to the Gryffindor common room.

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"Forget it, I'm so sleepy and want to sleep."

Anriel looked at the Ravenclaw tower on the other side of the school, caught in some kind of self-struggle.

A few minutes later, a large black bat-like shadow appeared in the sky. The shadow swayed in the wind and flew crookedly towards the Ravenclaw Tower.

"I hate brooms."

Anriel shook his cloak and knocked on the eagle-head knocker at the door of the lounge.

"A hunter brought a sheep, a wolf and some vegetables to the river and wanted to cross the river. A small boat on the river could only carry the hunter and one thing at a time. If the hunter was not there, the wolf would eat the sheep and the sheep would eat the vegetables. How could the three things be transported to the other side intact?"

A choir-like voice sounded, and Anriel laughed after hearing it. What Turing test?

Although Ravenclaw doesn't seem to accept fools, we should know that not everyone is a genius, so introductory questions of this difficulty are still necessary.

"First take the sheep to the other side, then go back and take the wolf to the other side; leave the wolf on the other side, then take the sheep back; leave the sheep behind and leave the vegetables on the other side; then go back and take the sheep to the other side."

"Standard answer~"

The singing voice sounded again and the door opened.

"really interesting."

Anriel muttered softly and walked towards his own dormitory.

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At this time, in the Gryffindor common room.

"What on earth were they thinking! Locking up... a thing like... a thing like that in a school!"

"God, if you don't need your eyes, just donate them to the hospital, okay?"

Hermione put her hand to her forehead, obviously not wanting to argue with the boys.

"Didn't you see it was standing on something?"

"On the floor? Don't talk about that! Who would look at its big hairy feet instead of three heads that can swallow you whole?"

"No, it's not the floor. It's a trapdoor. It's obviously guarding something."

"Besides, I just looked at the serious demerit rules I copied from Filch's door."

"How to say?"

"That senior, he only deducted 20 points from us, and Professor McGonagall didn't give us detention or anything like that."

"Only?"

"According to the rules, if first-year students run out in the middle of the night and we broke into the restricted area, they will be deducted 50 points!"

"Fifty?! You have to be kidding me. How are we going to explain this to the others?!"

Hermione snorted coldly:

"Not just fifty points, but per person - per person, Ron!"

Ignoring the stunned Ron and Harry, and of course Neville who seemed to be too frightened to speak, Hermione got up and went upstairs:

"If you don't mind, I'm going to bed."

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