The Heavens: Hogwarts Transfer Students

Linde's roommates are all fifth grade students, among them is a good student Percy.

Back in the dormitory, after washing up, everyone lay on the four-poster bed. Linde put the shoes beside the bed, patted the wizard robe, and changed into the original appearance of the pajamas. He didn't cover the quilt, and just rested with his hands behind his head.

Percy took strict precautions against the transfer student, and while reading through a large tome, he didn't forget to observe Linde with his head.

"What's the matter, Percy?"

"What? No, it's nothing." Percy didn't expect Linde, who had his eyes closed, to ask suddenly.

"It's time for you to rest, put out the candles. It will disturb the other roommates."

The candlelight by Percy's bed was actually very weak, and it would not be affected at all if it was a little farther away.

"I'll study for a while." He whispered back.

Linde yawned, "Alright then. I'll go to the bathroom."

Alarm bells rang in Percy's heart, and he immediately put down the book, "I'll go with you."

"Together too? Are you a primary school girl?"

The two of them went into the bathroom. Percy's eyes blurred and he looked at Linde suspiciously. He felt that there seemed to be some changes in this roommate, but he couldn't tell what was going on.

"Long time no see." Linde suddenly said something inexplicable, and Percy was completely puzzled.

When the two turned back, Percy continued to boil the hawk. When midnight arrived, his eyelids fought and he fell asleep without knowing it.

Linde got up and went out, his figure gradually disappeared without a trace, this is "Disillusionment".

The Hogwarts castle was extremely quiet at night, and no one noticed him, except for the oil painting at the door of the common room - the Fat Lady - who was very dissatisfied with Linde for disturbing her rest.

Linde was familiarizing himself with and revisiting everything about Hogwarts Castle. Just now, he went to the world of "The Elder Scrolls" and stayed there for nearly two months. Take a good rest.

The first stop of his night tour is the hidden copy on the eighth floor of the castle, the Room of Response that must be mentioned in the fan. Linde went to visit it, and had to admit that although this place is not as good as his library tower, it is still very connotative. When Linde was still living in the Leaky Cauldron, he imagined how to use the Room of Requirement to improve his strength after arriving at Hogwarts.

It's just that before coming here, he had already got a better one.

Linde vaguely remembered that Voldemort had a Horcrux hidden in the Room of Requirement, but he didn't plan to get it in advance. To him now, Voldemort was nothing worth mentioning, let alone a Horcrux, even in his heyday , can also be taken lightly.

After visiting the Room of Requirement, Linde is going to sweep the library. Hogwarts' restricted area is famous, and it can be called a popular attraction for every traveler. He is now interested in collecting books, and the library can't let it go.

In this deep night, even the oil paintings on the walls of the castle had come to rest, except for the ghosts still floating around, only Filch was left fighting wits and courage with the night tour students.

Linde met the twins of the Weasley family on the way. They were also habitual nocturnal offenders. They couldn't wait to run out to be cool on the first day of reporting in the new semester, but they had bad luck and were entangled by Peeves.

Peeves yelled, "Students are not sleeping, in the corridor! Students are not sleeping, in the corridor!" Putting his hand to his mouth, he blew a golden trumpet, and began toot. But the housekeeper, Filch, heard the charge, and rushed over with his pet cat.

Linde's Disillusionment Charm is superb, so he watched the scene where the twins were caught by the housekeeper. Now they will be locked in Filch's office, and they will have to be taught by Professor McGonagall.

The twins were escorted by Filch dejectedly. At this moment, George saw a transparent figure looming in the moonlight leaked in from a window, and that shadow made an incomprehensible gesture towards him.

"Hiss, Fred."

"Um?"

George blinked.

Filch in front turned his head suddenly, "What are you guys thinking? Don't try to escape!" He was holding the twins' wands in his hand, like holding two thin dry sticks, and he didn't cherish them at all. .

The twins suddenly showed dumbfounded expressions, staring directly behind Filch.

"You're playing tricks. Is there someone behind me? I know. You're trying to sneak away when I turn my head. That's no way. I won't be fooled easily."

"Meow!" A piercing meow erupted.

Filch panicked, "What's the matter? Mrs. Norris?"

His Mrs. Norris, the skinny pet cat, was being held in the hands of a tall skeleton wearing a black linen cape.

The skeleton holds a scythe, just like the god of death in the story. The ancient skull has been turned into jade, giving off a topaz-like luster, and at the end of the deep eye sockets, there are two faint green fires beating.

Filch's expression was wonderful, if the twins could see his face, they would be laughing like crazy by now!

The skeleton slowly opened and closed the mandible, and the faint sound was like the air passing through the gaps in the ribs, making a strange sound, vague and slight, with almost no meaningful morphemes and syllables.

But a voice sounded in the twins' ears: "Next, listen to me..."

The voice was the transfer student.

George mouthed "It's so cool", Fred's eyes lit up, and he deliberately asked tremblingly, "George, did you hear what Mr. Death is saying?"

"Well, it did say something."

Filch was trembling, and he wanted to pass out, but his cat was in the other's hands! I would rather die than let the cat be bullied!

"You guys, heard it talk, what did it say?"

George said carelessly: "Mr. Death says your cat is dying! Unless—"

"—unless you trade it for something else."

"Take out your valuables quickly."

"Otherwise, Mr. Death will leave."

Filch was very sad and indignant, doubtful, "This is Death? Isn't this a robber? Ah! Don't hurt Mrs. Norris, I will give you everything! My lamp, my clothes, and the money on my body."

The skeleton continued to make sounds.

George yelled: "It doesn't want it, it has to be replaced with something magical."

Fred also nodded, "That's right, Mr. Filch, why don't you give it our wand."

Filch's trousers were half off. Hearing this, he showed a strange expression, a little annoyed and a little moved, "Are you really willing to exchange your wand for my Mrs. Norris? Well, take it."

The Grim Reaper took the two wands, then put the cat on the ground, and gently rubbed two wands with his skull claws. It seems that the Grim Reaper is also a cat lover.

When the skeleton drifted away silently, Filch cried bitterly while hugging Mrs. Norris, and the twins stepped forward to comfort him, "It's okay, it's okay."

"Go back, I'll pretend that what happened tonight never happened. I will report this to Dumbledore, and your wands...should be back." Filch's face showed an unprecedented tranquility, He held the cat in his arms and walked away slowly with the lantern.

"Filch looks pathetic."

George and Fred were amazed, and then both felt their pockets sink, and their wands were all in there.