Hogwarts lazy snake

That evening, the Hogwarts restaurant was filled with buzzing discussions.

The first topic, of course, was the thrilling, nightmare-like Dementor invasion that occurred in the afternoon.

His eerie figure and the bone-chilling chill he brought with him still weighed heavily on everyone's mind like a dark cloud, becoming the focus of heated discussion at the table.

Soon after, the "incident" at the door of the Gryffindor College Common Room also caused an uproar - the portrait of the Fat Lady was deliberately scratched and now it is missing, causing everyone to be uneasy and many speculations followed.

The story of second-year student Horn Nicholas casting the Patronus Charm in a critical moment was like a huge rock thrown into a lake, causing ripples and becoming a legend that everyone talked about.

Although the patronus was in the form of an intangible mist, it protected a group of young wizards with an astonishing breadth.

This stunning performance undoubtedly demonstrated his magical attainments far beyond his age, causing shock, admiration and curiosity among the entire audience.

At the table, Ron was munching on salt-baked chicken legs, his cheeks puffed up like a greedy little hamster, but his expression was full of panic, and he spoke incoherently:

"Hey, think about it, could the Fat Lady incident be the work of those Dementors?"

"After all, they were the ones causing trouble in Hogwarts this afternoon. Maybe they did something bad."

As he spoke, he freed one hand and pressed down the restless Banban in his arms, which made Ron angry. He frowned and snorted:

"Look, just because of those damn things, Banban was scared out of his wits and was out of his mind. He kept looking for a place to hide. It's so damned!"

Harry frowned slightly, rested his chin on his hand, nodded thoughtfully, and his eyes behind the glasses flashed with doubt:

"Ron, what you said makes sense, but why did the Dementors only target the Fat Lady? The other portraits are all fine. It's strange."

His eyes inadvertently swept over Banban in Ron's arms, thinking that it was just too frightened and didn't pay too much attention to it.

Hearing this, Hermione put down her fork, and the plate and cutlery collided with each other, making a crisp sound. She sat up straight, with a serious look on her face, and seriously started the "Knowledge Popularization Mode":

"In my opinion, the Ministry of Magic should be held accountable first for this matter. From what I have gathered, Dementors are the 'jailers' placed in Azkaban by the Ministry of Magic. They have clear duties and responsibilities. By breaking into Hogwarts this time, they have seriously neglected their duties."

"Besides, there's no reason for them to only target the Fat Lady. There must be some other hidden reason behind this."

There was full of confidence in his words and his eyes were bright, as if he had seen through the fog and glimpsed some clues of the truth.

After hearing this, Ron was about to say something.

Just at this moment, the door of the restaurant slowly opened, and Headmaster Dumbledore appeared like a wise man covered in moonlight.

She was dressed in a white robe decorated with crescent-shaped stars and the moon, fluttering like a fairy. She walked steadily, exuding a serene aura, and approached the podium in front of the professor's seat.

He raised his hand and waved his wand lightly, and a firework "whoosh" shot into the air, emitting brilliant light and accompanied by a crisp sound.

It instantly attracted everyone's attention, and the noise in the restaurant suddenly stopped.

"I'm sure you all have deeply realized that Hogwarts encountered a major crisis this afternoon. The Dementors of the Ministry of Magic broke into our school like an out-of-control beast. Fortunately, thanks to the courageous response of the professors and the courageous efforts of some brave students, we were able to protect most people."

After saying this, his gaze, as if filled with warmth, passed through the crowd and fell on Horn, who was sitting at the Slytherin table.

Dumbledore then looked solemn and spoke in a steady tone, continuing, "When the incident happened in the afternoon, I immediately rushed to the Ministry of Magic to ask for an explanation. The other party explained that the Dementors were moving because they were tracking a dangerous person who had escaped from Azkaban. They also received a report that this person appeared near Hogsmeade, causing the Dementors to lose control during the pursuit and break into our school."

After he finished speaking, he looked around the room, his expression becoming increasingly serious. After a long while, he spoke word by word, "Since the current danger has not been resolved, from now on, all wizards must temporarily stay in the auditorium and sleep on the floor. They can only resume normal life when the crisis is completely resolved."

As soon as the order came out, there was an uproar in the audience. The young wizards looked at each other. Although they were reluctant, they knew they had no choice but to stand up and start preparing for the "camping".

As night falls, candlelight flickers in the auditorium, shadows of people are everywhere, little wizards are busy making their beds, and the sound of chattering and discussion is endless.

As soon as Horn had made the bed, Ron came up to him like a curious baby, his eyes wide open, his face full of expectation: "Horn, when did you learn the Patronus Charm? You really surprised us, you are so good at hiding it!"

Hermione followed closely behind, nodding repeatedly, with a gleam of curiosity in her eyes: "Yes, Horn, I heard that those who can cast this spell are all gifted. Tell us about it."

As she spoke, she seemed to recall the thrilling scene in the afternoon. Her face turned slightly pale. She bit her lip and whispered, "Horn, I mean, can you teach me? The Patronus Charm looks powerful. If I learn it, I will be more confident when I encounter danger in the future."

Horn's mouth corners slightly raised, revealing a smile, and nodded: "Okay, not to mention you, if Harry and Neville want to learn, I will teach them too, so that we can become stronger together."

But I muttered to myself in my heart, after all, you are the front-line cannon fodder that I have destined to be my future guardians... ahem... the warrior reserve position.

The curfew bell rang slowly, and the professors waved their wands gently, and the candles in the auditorium gradually went out.

Only the clear light from the window remained, interweaving with the white fluorescence emanating from the ghost.

The ceiling seemed to be cast by magic, transforming into a bright starry sky, shining brightly.

At first, the little wizards were not sleepy at all. They whispered to each other and enthusiastically discussed the thrills of the day. Their voices rose one after another, like a group of chirping little birds.

But as the professors patrolled regularly and reprimanded in a stern manner, everyone gradually fell silent and fell into a deep sleep. The auditorium returned to silence, with only the sound of even breathing and the occasional sound of turning over.

I don’t know how long it took.

Just when Horn was sleeping soundly, he suddenly heard a conversation between two people above his head.

"Dumbledore, is that guy you were talking about Sirius walking in?! If so, then I'm definitely not surprised after all, he was the one who killed Harry Potter, right?"

Snape's expression clearly showed a hint of disgust, and he asked in a bad tone.

Dumbledore glanced at Harry, who was moving on the ground, and continued calmly:

"Severus, you know that this shouldn't be discussed at this time. We should protect every student at Hogwarts. This is our responsibility."

Hearing this, Snape immediately felt very bad: "Haha, Dumbledore, how credible do you think what you said is? Lily ten years ago? Or me?"

Harry, who was woken up early in the morning on the ground, listened quietly to the conversation between Dumbledore and Snape.

Many doubts arose in my mind. Who is Sirius Black?

Why did he want to kill himself? Was he the one who drove the Fat Lady away?

How to say?

Was it him who scratched the portrait at the door of the lounge?

Is it to come into the lounge and kill me?

And why did Snape say that Dumbledore failed to protect his mother ten years ago?

Didn't Horn say that Voldemort killed my parents?

Could something else have happened?

Horn, on the other side, expressed his contempt for the two people who seemed to be whispering but were actually making a loud announcement.

At the same time, he also confirmed that the one who scared away the Fat Lady should be Harry's pitiful and incomprehensible godfather in Azkaban.

Who is a good person who was arrested and wrongly accused and just admitted it without saying a word?