This Hogwarts isn't normal.

2 a.m.,

Vincent and Hermione took off their equipment and came to the eighth floor of the castle.

At this point in time, they had already gathered outside the temporary headquarters, and all the Ministry of Magic personnel in the castle were hung upside down, so there was no need to use the Disillusionment Charm and they could show off a little more.

Just as planned, Sirius showed up in the chaos, and Dumbledore probably couldn't wait any longer.

However, when they walked into the empty principal's office, they were dumbfounded.

"This..." Vincent looked at the portraits of the former principals who were pretending to be asleep.

"Principal Black, we have found your great-great-grandson."

The bubble on Phineas's nose suddenly exploded, and then his eyes widened as if he were about to squeeze out of the portrait.

"What! Is what you said true?"

Vincent nodded solemnly, "Although I don't have conclusive evidence, there is a high chance that he will be the intruder tonight."

Phineas looked a little confused.

After all, it is my own bloodline, so I will still feel sad to some extent.

Principal Armando Dippet next to him rarely took the opportunity to mock him.

Phineas quickly calmed down, "Boy, do you want us to inform Albus?"

"Yes, Principal Black."

"Okay." He nodded in agreement, and then looked at Hermione next to Vincent.

He is a young wizard born as a Muggle, and the wizarding world is really getting worse and worse.

Hermione felt uncomfortable.

"Ahem—" Vincent moved forward slightly, "We don't have much time, so we'll set off first."

The eyes of Dippet and other principals became ambiguous.

Phineas waved his hand, "Go quickly and remember to save the lives of my unworthy descendants."

Vincent stopped suddenly after walking a few steps.

Sirius dared to use the blasting curse to kill innocent people, and if he asked Snape to join him, he would be thinking too highly of himself.

"I'll try my best."

Phineas looked sad and silently watched the two people walking out of the principal's office.

Dippet gave a rare word of comfort: "Old guy, this kid always keeps his promises, so don't worry."

Phineas said nothing and slowly closed his eyes.

He had to admit that the pure and noble Black family had indeed declined.

It is undoubtedly very difficult to save Sirius' life.

Fortunately, Vincent had a lot of cards, he just had to go back to the dormitory first.

He opened the mithril suitcase and took out the twin snake staffs and gun blades.

The time turner can ensure the occurrence of accidents to the greatest extent, but its usage rules are easily disturbed.

The fewer people there, the better. Snape had to be called, and there weren't many professors who had the ability to contain him.

Mag knew about the existence of the time turner, but it might not work on her own.

Vincent looked out the window.

Tonight is not a full moon night, and Lupine should be safe enough.

If it doesn't work out, there is still Dumbledore, I just don't know when he will come back.

He pushed open the dormitory door and walked out of the dormitory quickly.

Arriving in the common room, he handed the gun blade to Hermione, "Take it, I taught you how to shoot."

"But you..."

Vincent raised a meter-long double snake staff, "I have this thing, it is no worse than the gun blade in your hand."

Hermione accepted it with peace of mind.

It's already 2:30 in the morning, and Wells at the temporary headquarters should be almost unable to hold on.

The two of them said nothing more and ran separately to wake up the three professors.

But very strangely, the closed door to the Gryffindor common room was opened again, and then quietly closed again.

If the Fat Lady hadn't come to visit, she would have shouted that there was a ghost.

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Lupine is on the fourth floor and McGonagall is on the second floor.

Vincent and Hermione briefly explained the situation, and both professors understood the seriousness of the matter.

McGonagall knew about the existence of the time turner and was not surprised by their unpredictability.

Lupine, on the other hand, looked a little worried.

Maybe he was wondering why he knew it in advance, but there was no extra time to explain now.

But when the two of them saw the figures hanging upside down, they were obviously frightened.

The real identities of the Bat Family are actually students?

Suppressing the shock in their hearts, the four of them gathered together and quickly came to the dungeon.

Vincent didn't even knock on the door, just pulled the handle and walked into the potions office.

When he opened the door to the inner room, Snape, who was wearing pajamas, had already set up his wand.

"Wayne? You came here in the middle of the night to--"

"Come with us quickly!"

Snape narrowed his eyes, "What are you planning, you little bastard?"

Vincent pushed his wand away with the double snake staff, "Sirius Black has appeared, please change your clothes quickly..."

Before he could finish speaking, Snape grabbed his arm and rushed out of the room.

"Where is it! Where is Blake!"

Vincent pushed his hand away, "He should still be at the temporary command center now, and he will escape outside the school soon."

"Take me there!" Snape didn't think about why he knew it in advance.

His eyes were red and he had only one thought in his mind.

Mag pursed her lips and made eye contact with the somewhat absent-minded Lupine.

In this state, I don't know if it can be contained.

We can only do our best and obey fate.

Vincent glanced at his watch.

At 2:45, Wells at the temporary command post should have collapsed.

"Let's go guard outside the school gate now."

He ran in front, and Snape beside him kept urging him anxiously.

When they arrived at the place, the five of them found places to hide.

The sky was covered with dark clouds, which was very suitable for escape.

In the nearest sentry post, Vincent, who was alone, stuck the double snake staff into the ground and infiltrated the magic power into the place where the tracking spell disappeared.

Hermione outside tightly grasped the wand and gun blade, concentrating on guarding the surroundings.

Behind the hillside not far away, Snape smiled coldly with red eyes.

Behind him was Lupin, who was still worried.

McGonagall was behind another hillside, and her eyes stayed on the two of them.

Time passed little by little, long and slow.

"Here he comes!" Vincent retracted his magic power, climbed out of the sentry post, raised his caduceus, and pointed it at a patch of grass in the distance, "He's there!"

Snape, who had been impatient for a long time, jumped down the hill and chanted a spell, "Shatter into pieces!"

The whole patch of grass shattered like ice, and a small black shadow was mixed in the flying soil.

Before others could react, Snape had already rushed out.

"Wait!" Mag waved his wand at the scattered soil in the sky, "Severus, stop!"

The gathered soil was blown away one by one by Snape's spell, and he only had the small black shadow in his eyes.

As expected, he really lost control.

After a run-up, Lupin jumped high, jumped down the hill and hurriedly chased after him, "Snape! Calm down quickly!"

"Get out of the way! Lupin!" Snape turned and pointed his wand at him.

The two people's spells hit together, and the impact caused a piece of grass.

"Squeak--" The little black shadow fell to the ground and screamed.

He tried to turn over, but the surrounding soil quickly transformed into a cage.

Before Snape's spell fell, McGonagall controlled the newly transformed cage to dodge to the side.

"Severus! I've caught him!"

However, Snape seemed to be deaf to it and still held the wand tightly in his hand.

"God of Strike--"

Lupin threw him to the ground and held his hands tightly, "Wake up!"

Snape looked painful, as if he remembered something.

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