Harry Potter’s Natural Villain

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Just when the two had a leisurely tea party in the Ravenclaw lounge.

Almost all the aisles in Hogwarts Castle were turned upside down.

Hermione’s pet, the fat Crookshanks is leading a dash in front of a team of iron guards. The ginger-colored chubby body shows completely incompatible agility, and his hair is erected, full of offensiveness. , The flat face fell into an angry mood, and apricot eyes were squeezed together.

At first glance, it seemed that he was being driven by these guards and looked embarrassed, but this was an illusion.

In fact, it is leading the way.

Neko's blood makes it very sensitive, and it senses that Hermione is in danger.

Ron and Harry followed behind panting, and the crying Myrtle. She was rescued at this time, floating on Professor McGonagall’s shoulders, waving her arms urgently, seemingly Apologizing.

The noise made just now was a bit big, and the two in the classroom were very embarrassed by Myrtle.

"Potter, Weasley, you can go to Miss Granger. She may have encountered some dangers. There must be an outsider invading at Hogwarts. As for Crookshanks, you should know where she is. Now Flitwick and I have to search for intruders."

The old lady said sharply, and then helped her black pointed hat, and the little Flitwick turned around and walked to another road that had not been searched.

After Professor McGonagall handed over the task to the two, the group parted ways.

The two of them went upstairs and hurried in the direction of Dumbledore's office. Some guards in black armor were also diverted behind them.

As for Professor McGonagall, she quickly reached the end of the corridor, and she and Professor Flitwick stopped in front of Ravenclaw's lounge.

They patrolled here.

With the sound of a knock on the door, the sound of uniform stepping kept ringing in the corridor.

Rapid and rhythmic at the same time.

"To visit the Ravenclaw lounge, you need to answer questions before you can enter." The gentle voice sounded again.

"Filius!" Malfoy and Luna heard Professor McGonagall's voice calling Flitwick.

The dean of Ravenclaw, surely would not be stumped by the test in the lounge of his college.

Flitwick stood in front, it should be a piece of cake for him.

It’s just today, maybe an exception will be made.

The door started asking questions in a soft voice.

"May I ask a ship that has sailed at sea for hundreds of years. Its captain is a Muggle, not a wizard. He did not impose a floating spell on the hull or any other spells. It can last so long, all thanks to The crew continuously repairs and replaces parts of the ship. As long as a wooden board rots away, it will be replaced, and so on, until all the functional parts are not the original ones. The problem is that the final result The ship is still not the original ship, even if all the parts have been replaced, if not, at what point in time did the nature of the ship change? When the first part was replaced, or the last one was replaced When it is replaced? Or is it a certain piece in the middle?"

The gate spoke extremely fast and asked this lengthy question.

The dull sound of the steel guards outside the room stopped, and the air cut by the wind blade stopped.

Flitwick's face showed a very surprised expression.

It was an unspeakable silence.

The air seemed to freeze because of embarrassment.

Professor McGonagall's eagle eyebrows twisted.

This question caused both Gryffindor and Ravenclaw's dean to fall into contemplation.

They just didn't get the answer after a while.

"Will that ship be the original ship, I don't know, I only know, if you don't open the door, one door will be torn down."

Professor McGonagall's temper was rare and began to get irritable. If it were the usual, she would leave, but now it is different, and coupled with the shock of Dumbledore's death, she has not so much patience.

"New question entry-in the face of the absolute threat of force, what kind of decision should we make?"

Then Ravenclaw's door answered honestly and personally-he opened it quickly.

There is no courage to regard death as home.

But, is courage too demanding for a door?

Just after the two stepped inside the door, they heard a soft and erratic greeting.

"How are you? Professor McGonagall? And Professor Flitwick? How are you? Would you like to try the cookies? My dad made them." Luna sat in the chair and waved to them, saying hello.

She was sitting on the soft blue chair alone, her calves dangling back and forth, and she seemed very comfortable when she delivered the snacks her father prepared for her into her mouth.

If there were a few more people, maybe they thought there was a tea party in Ravenclaw's lounge.

Luna stood up only when they saw the two walking in, and politely greeted them again.

"Miss Lovegood? Has anyone come in before?" Professor McGonagall stood at the table, frowning, and did not accept the invitation to taste.

"I don't know, I didn't pay attention." Luna shook her head with misty eyes.

"Don't you think that paying attention to other things while concentrating on delicious food is a blasphemy for them?" Luna asked back.

The two were speechless.

"By the way, if Professor McGonagall, you really took down the Ravenclaw door and put it in the Gryffindor lounge, wouldn't it be the original door?" Luna was out of fashion. Yes, I asked such a question suddenly.

Professor McGonagall's face grew even more gray.

"Let's go." She said to Flitwick.

The two left, and after they left Luna behind, Luna quickly waved to one of the armored steel guards in front of the door.

"Good voyage," she said with her mouth, and then stuck out her tongue like a joke.

"If you have power but no precious wisdom, you will also be deceived."

She whispered.

McGonagall and Flitwick left the Ravenclaw lounge.

Leading the armored soldiers in the group of castles continued to advance uniformly.

Wherever they go, the two will cast spells to detect nearby magic fluctuations, because the intruder may have used the phantom spell and avoided their search.

Then they must use the anti-curse and touch it.

Of course, they couldn't think of it anyway. Just now when they turned their attention to Luna, there was already a person who quietly mixed into the torrent of steel legions.

Avoided their detection range.

"Crunch, crunch." McGonagall led the group of soldiers down a lane.

"Tap, tap." But what she didn't see was that at the end of the black iron army she controlled, a soldier had fallen behind.

Even after falling behind, the soldier still kept the same stepping noise as them, but changed from marching to standing still, and finally left the team completely and disappeared.