Hogwarts Blood Wizard

After explaining to the new little wizards, McGonagall gathered the others together, and then spoke.

"Okay, kids, I think you are all sleepy, right? Go to sleep! But the prefects need to work harder, you have to be responsible for the management and guard tasks..."

The prefects nodded. Although they were tired, they were still forced to cheer up. Percy was like a chicken blood. He regarded this as his responsibility and right as a prefect. !

Just as a group of little wizards were preparing to get into their sleeping bags and sleep for a while, McGonagall thought of one more thing and stopped Ivan alone.

"Halse! You did a good job this time. It calmed everyone's emotions for the first time and brought everyone to the lounge to stop a possible riot..."

"Professor, this is what I should do!" Ivan said modestly.

"So as a professor, I also need to do what I should do, such as... add 50 points to you!" Professor McGonagall smiled, then patted him on the shoulder, and continued.

"That's all I want to say, go to bed, I have to go to class tomorrow!"

"En!" Ivan nodded, turned around and found a sleeping bag in the divided area, and got into it. At the same time, he quietly took the note that Sirius handed him out of his pocket and placed it in the sleeping bag. Opened and glanced.

As he thought, the message that Sirius left him was written on the back, and the specific content was to let him meet in the tunnel under the beating willow tomorrow evening.

After reading the content written in the note, Ivan hurriedly put it away so that no one would find it, and fell asleep deeply afterwards.

One night passed in a flash...

At six or seven o’clock in the morning the next morning, Professor McGonagall called out all the little wizards who were sleeping in a daze. While tidying up the venue, they also searched Hogwarts but failed to find the little wizards. The result of Sirius was spoken.

The little wizards who heard the news were so worried that even when they went to the toilet, they were accompanied by a large group of people, for fear that they would encounter accidents when they were alone.

Although Sirius had come against Harry, everyone knew that he was a vicious criminal, and maybe he would attack others if he killed him.

This caused Hogwarts to be shrouded in a tense atmosphere throughout the day. Everyone was talking about Sirius and guessing how he slipped into Hogwarts Castle. The argument is getting more and more bizarre.

For example, Hufflepuff’s Hannah Abbot boldly guessed that Black would become a flowering shrub, but when others asked how a shrub came to school with long legs, Hannah supported it. The vacillating answer could not come out.

On the contrary, Seamer’s remarks have been recognized by most people. He thinks that Black is an unsentimental killing machine, a complete lunatic, so the dementors do not perceive his existence...

In his spare time, Ron was enthusiastic about telling interested wizards how terrifying the infiltrating Sirius was and how they were taken away by them.

In Ron's story, the greatest hero is naturally his baby rat Scabs, and its terrible cry awakened everyone in the dormitory, which made Sirius's evil assassination plan fail.

For a time, this gray-black mouse almost became a hero of Gryffindor in Ron's mouth...

The little wizards of Gryffindor still listened with gusto at first, but when Ron told the story the seventh time and changed and exaggerated it, when he said that his mouse scared Sirius away by staring. Everyone just heard it as a joke...

Peter the dwarf is even more confused.

what?Did you scare Black away?But why doesn't he remember anything?

Even the news of Sirius’ invasion, Peter only heard from the conversations of the little wizards in the morning.

Ron’s exaggerated remarks made Peter think that Ron was just making up stories, but he soon realized that something was wrong. There was such a big thing last night, and he shouldn’t have slept so badly...

Peter thought more and more deeply, but did not notice that a pair of orange eyes was staring at it. After a while, a cat's paw slowly stretched out and slammed its tail...

Frightened, Peter turned his head and saw a furry cat face. He didn't have time to think about the messy things. He let out a scream and hurriedly tried to escape.

But Crookshanks's cat's claws pressed its tail firmly, making Peter unable to move. His orange eyes looked at his streaked body, as if he was wondering where to put his mouth down!

"Hey...you damn cat!" Fortunately, Ron discovered this in time and quickly slapped Crookshanks' cat's claws and rescued his mouse.

Crookshanks reluctantly wanted to rush up, and just jumped up, she was hugged by Hermione in her arms, and she could only wave her limbs weakly in the air...

"Stop it, Crookshanks!" Hermione patted Crookshanks on the head angrily, and then looked at Ron's mouse. When he was worried about asking, Ron was angry. Burning scolded.

"Hurry up and take care of your stupid cat! It almost killed Scabbers just now... you'd better keep it away from me!"

"Crookshanks is just doing what it should do, you know... cats like to catch mice!" Hermione snorted softly.

Seeing that the two of them were about to quarrel, Harry hurriedly spoke out to comfort him, and Ron finally let out his anger, but still kept his face straight.

Hermione was even more reluctant to bother him!

Hermione was originally dissatisfied with Ron's promotion of his pet mouse as a hero who scared away Sirius. From what she learned from Harry, Ron and his mouse did nothing but scream. !

Moreover, Ivan was awake long before Scabbard yelled. She felt that the reason why Sirius escaped in panic was probably related to Ivan.

Otherwise, just a few barking little wizards can't stop the cruel Sirius Black, who has spent so much effort sneaking in and can kill Harry before running away.

"Strange, where's Ivan?" Hermione looked around but unexpectedly didn't see Ivan.

"I don't know, maybe he went to the library?" Harry shook his head, guessing.

The puzzled two did not notice a gray-white owl passing by the window, glanced at them, and then flew towards the big banyan tree not far from the lake.