Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

() A magical firework show scattered all around, the radiance suddenly disappeared, and the vitality and youth of young people bloomed in the Gryffindor common room.And when the last beam of radiance, like a dragon, rushed out of the doorway, including those portraits in the hallway on the eighth floor, many people had the colorful pictures firmly engraved in their hearts.

In fact, at the end of the last school year, many students were wondering why Fred and George, who were always troublesome, would be honest until the last moment after the exam.

Now they knew that the Weasley twin brothers who were the initiators, even if they had successfully graduated and left Hogwarts, still left their last brilliance and anger here.

Of course, Fred and George had already graduated, and even Dumbledore's resurrection would not be able to control them.However, the two naughty ghosts can't be cured, but Ron, the troublemaker, is there?

Right now, Neville had already returned to the dormitory, but he looked at the rather empty room with a little confusion on his face.

In this dormitory, Ron, Harry, Dean, and Seamus were all caught by the professor for questioning, and the unprepared commotion might bring them an impressive punishment.

Coincidentally, it happened that Neville Longbottom had nothing to do with him. This is all because the portrait opposite to the Fat Lady proved to him that he hadn’t even entered the common room door. .

So far, Neville, who had been confused by the unexpected situation tonight, stood in his dormitory and scratched his head blankly.

Fortunately, sincere people like him with a simpler mind don't think too much.Since he was not taken away by the professor, it was naturally a good thing, at least this would save him from punishment.As for Harry and Ron... he wasn't very worried, after all, Hogwarts didn't have any serious punishments now.

However, a person is always a little deserted in the bedroom.On weekdays, Gryffindor’s bedroom often seemed very lively, and once it calmed down, even Neville, who had always been stubborn, felt a little uncomfortable.

After hurriedly sorting out the parchment paper, pen and ink, etc. for his homework, he looked around the room for a week, but awkwardly put down his schoolbag and ran to open the window.

"Uh... what did I suddenly come to open the window for?" Neville was a little puzzled himself, but he seemed to think he should do this again, "Well, forget it, let him go!"

While feeling the Xixi breeze outside the window, he released the handle on the window, then ran back and picked up his school bag, ready to go to the common room to finish his homework.

Somehow tonight, he feels that his condition is exceptionally good. It is estimated that the homework will be successfully completed in a while, right?

But when he passed Ron's bed and walked to the door, he caught a glimpse of the package on the desk from the corner of his eye.He remembered that Ron seemed to say that it probably contained sweets from Lavender, and if anyone wanted to eat it, he could get it by himself.

Yes, Neville has loved eating sweet things since he was a child.It's just that the conditions at home don't allow him, and coupled with the fact that he has an exceptionally strict grandma, he is always greedy but rarely can eat enough.

"Um... if it's really candy or something..." he couldn't help but look at the package and muttered to himself, "it looks quite a lot...just one...no, two! Just two! !"

In the bedroom, snacks are mostly shared by everyone, which is not surprising.Especially the little local tyrant Harry, although he is not very diligent in buying, he brings a lot of snacks every year for everyone to eat together.Although Ron and Neville are not wealthy at home, they occasionally use the Tong Nath they saved to contribute to this shared friendship.

After making up his mind to take only two, Neville turned around with his schoolbag and walked over to the desk on the side.

He threw the schoolbag to his feet again, and then accompanied by a clatter of unpacking, a heart-shaped chocolate tin box suddenly appeared inside.The meaning of the red heart-shaped tin box was too obvious. Even Neville, who was rather dull about it, quickly understood the intention.

"It's chocolate again?" He said, "or... still not so good?"

Neville glanced at the parchment used for the parcel. The name "Lavender Brown" looked a little fuzzy in the unlit bedroom, but it could still be recognized by the moonlight outside the window.

"No, it's just chocolate..." He thought about it embarrassingly, and then shook his head, "Well, just one, there seems to be fruit jelly on Harry's side."

After falling from two chocolates to one, Neville's awkwardness in his heart was reduced by half, and it really became much more comfortable.He didn't think much this time, raising his hand to open the lid of the box of chocolates, but at that moment, he felt guilty inexplicably.

This was a kind of unreasonable anxiety, as if something was wrong, and Neville immediately stopped what he was doing.And in the next second, he turned around with a lot of doubts and took a light step so habitually...

No, in fact, he took only half a step before he tripped over the bag he had thrown at his feet.

After a stagger, Neville shook his hands in a hurry, trying to re-adjust his standing.Immediately afterwards, he finally pulled out the foot that was blocked by the schoolbag, and managed to regain his footing.But then he was stunned to find that the heart-shaped chocolate tin box traversed a beautiful arc in mid-air and flew perfectly to the window.

Neville looked at the open window, then looked down at his hands, and was dumbfounded for a moment.There was already a major event that alarmed the professors tonight, and at this time, he didn't have the guts to pick it up.

...

Let's move the time forward a little bit. Just as Neville just walked into the dormitory, something was happening behind Hagrid's hunting cabin... well, it wasn't a big deal.

"...Hagrid...Professor Hagrid, people have arrived."

It was Filch who was speaking, and listening to his tone, it was obvious that until now he was not willing to call Hagrid "Professor".Because in his heart, a student like Hagrid who was expelled back then should have the same status as him, a dumb gatekeeper.

"I know, you can go back."

For Filch, who always treated students rudely, Hagrid looked at him equally.After waving his hand casually, he picked up the lantern in his hand and took a photo behind Filch.

"I got news from Professor McGonagall, but...you are the only one?"

As Hagrid asked suspiciously, the light of the lantern also extended not far behind Filch, but there was only one person standing there, that was the hapless Ron.

"Oh... yes," Ron said helplessly, "Hagrid, good evening... as you can see, I'm the only one."

"Harry and them? Didn't they get punished?" Hagrid continued.

"Harry and them—"

Ron shrugged, trying to explain to Hagrid in detail, but was interrupted by Filch, who had not left.

"Ron Weasley," Filch said loudly in his hoarse voice, "Professor McGonagall asked me to bring you here, not for you to chat-you should be punished!"

"Filch!" Hagrid glared at him, "how to punish and when to punish is my business, you should go back to the castle!"

Hearing the words, Fairch looked at Hagrid's huge body and arms and legs that were thicker than his waist, and then he twisted his mouth and mumbled back.Soon, Ron's voice sounded behind him, as if explaining some of the conditions he experienced in the principal's office for Hagrid.

"The kid who is never restless, and the stupid guy who protects them!"

Filch muttered angrily, dangling lanterns illuminating his shadow for a long time and shortly, swaying endlessly on the grass in the front court.

However, just when he was planning to patrol the castle well, and try his luck to see if he could catch a few more students who had slipped out of the night with a fluke, a dark shadow suddenly fell from the sky and landed with a "bang". On the lawn under the Gryffindor Tower.

The tranquility of the night made this sound of landing appear particularly clear, even if the Gryffindor Tower was still some distance from Filch, he could still hear it clearly.

"WTF?"

Filch first looked in the direction of the sound, and when the cat named "Mrs. Loris" jumped off his shoulder, the man and the cat immediately ran over there.

The moonlight is still bright tonight, and Mrs. Loris gave him guidance, and it didn't take long before he found what had fallen to the ground.

It seemed to be an iron box that had been smashed and deformed, obviously falling from the tower, and the contents inside also scattered all over the floor.Filch picked up one of them and looked at it in the moonlight, then put it in front of his nose and smelled it. A faint fragrance immediately penetrated his nostril.

It was undoubtedly a charming smell that made Filch put it in his mouth and chewed without hesitation.

"Um... is it chocolate?" Filch chewed with his jagged yellow teeth, and showed an expression of incomparable enjoyment. "Which little bastard threw it down? Huh... threw it out the window. Something... tastes good..."

So it didn't take long for a rickety figure to pick up the chocolates under the moonlight, put them all in their pockets, and then slowly returned to the castle with the broken heart-shaped tin box. Up.

That night, the mouth of the goalkeeper Filch was full of the rich fragrance of chocolate.