Living peacefully at Hogwarts

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A team of therapists from the St. Mungo Hospital for Magical Injuries and Injuries took up all his free time.

Had it not been for Severus Snape to show up with a cold face and help him out, he estimated that this kind of entanglement would have been going on for a long time.

"Don't forget the confinement tonight."

Intentionally or unconsciously separated the therapists and Klein, the beloved dean was still so unsmiling, pulling his face.

"Ok."

Feeling the protection from the other party from the bottom of his heart, Klein smiled and nodded.

"Humph."

Seeing that the therapists had no guts to harass anymore, Snape snorted coldly, turned his head and left.

Klein also took the opportunity to get rid of the big trouble Mr. Aberdo had left him, and wandered back to the Slytherin common room.

A lot of things happened today, and he needs to digest and perfect his plan with Dumbledore.

Moreover, the Merlin Medal matter came to an end, and he finally had time to go "there".

Leaning comfortably on the large carved chair, Klein smiled at the snake head relief on the stone wall.

...

At the same time, Hogwarts restaurant.

"Enjoy your last supper in the castle, Potter."

Draco Malfoy raised his eyebrows, and Crabbe and Gore smiled secretly behind him.

"Why, Malfoy, when you get back on the ground, you have your courage to accompany you again, making you bolder?"

Harry Potter spoke coldly.

This afternoon he and Draco had a conflict over Neville’s memory ball. Fortunately, Professor McGonagall made an exception for his flying talent and allowed him to enter the Gryffindor Quidditch team. Otherwise...

He is very likely to be expelled from school!

The thought of this made Harry even more angry.

"Huh, angry?"

As if unable to see Harry's eyes, Draco raised his sharp chin.

"Well, I can give you a chance, Potter. I am willing to compete with you personally and let you see our gap.

How about tonight?Use only the magic wand, no physical contact.

I guess you haven't heard of a duel between wizards."

"Of course he knows!"

Ron Weasley couldn't help but snorted coldly.

"Harry's assistant is me, who is your assistant?"

"Uh......"

Hearing this, Draco thought for a few seconds, and finally pointed at Crabbe who was bigger.

"Crabbe."

After a pause, he spoke.

"That's it. We will meet in the prize showroom at midnight, and we won't lock the door when we come out. Oh, don't be too scared to come."

"Wait obediently, we will teach you a lesson."

With a straight face, Ron replied with Draco, unwilling to show weakness.

"Very good, see you then."

Set a good time, Draco didn't want to say any more, and left Gryffindor's table with Crabbe and Gore.

"What is a wizard duel? What do you mean by being my assistant?"

When the Slytherin nasties were gone, Harry asked Ron.

"Oh, nothing, but if you die, the assistant will continue."

Ron replied lightly, continuing to deal with the cold pies on the plate.

"dead?"

Harry's expression became wonderful when he heard a certain word.

"Hey, don't be afraid. We haven't learned much magic yet. At most, we just let each other sparks or something. No one will be hurt.

However, I thought you would refuse."

Ron spread his hands, smiling Harry's relaxed smile.

"What if I wave my wand and don't react at all?"

After listening to Ron's words, Harry was relieved a lot, but soon he realized another trouble.

He knows no magic!

You can't use the spell that turns a match into a needle on Malfoy.

"Then throw away the magic wand and punch that damn little white face directly!" Seven Realms Novel Network www.7jie.com

Ron suggested with a smirk.

"Sorry, excuse me."

Harry and Ron were discussing countermeasures when suddenly, a girl's voice rang in their ears.

"Tsk, it's "annoying" Granger."

Seeing the person coming, Ron quietly curled his lips.

Hermione ignored him and turned to look at Harry.

"I accidentally overheard the conversation between you and Malfoy..."

"Ha, I knew it was so."

Ron murmured.

"Wandering around the school at night, you must be crazy, think about it, if you are caught, how many points will be deducted for Gryffindor? You will definitely be caught, you are too selfish!"

"This... has nothing to do with you."

Harry didn't know what to say, so he shook his head slightly at Hermione.

Looking at each other with Ron, they both got up and left the table at the same time.

"I will stop you!"

Angrily and annoyed, Hermione stomped her feet, and was not in the mood to have dinner anymore.

Sit down in anger, her big eyes blinked a few times, as if she had made up her mind.

Late at night, half past eleven.

"I can't believe you really did that!"

Hermione, who deliberately blocked the entrance of the Gryffindor common room, looked at Ron and Harry with a hateful expression of iron and steel, and her small face seemed cold to freeze.

"Why do you care about everything?"

Ron snorted dissatisfiedly.

Harry also felt that Hermione had gone too far, which was obviously none of her business.

"let's go."

As if there was no such person as Hermione, Ron dragged Harry out of the hole in the common room of the Lions House.

"I won't let you deduct points for Gryffindor anymore. I don't want to ruin you so much with the points I got from Professor McGonagall!"

Hermione whispered like an angry goose, and unknowingly followed Harry and the others out of the lion house common room.

"Go away!"

The nagging in his ear finally made Ron unbearable, and he angrily said "annoying" Granger.

Harry sighed and said nothing.

"You, you..."

Obviously it was kind, but he was treated like this.

Hermione felt aggrieved, her eyes flushed.

"Tomorrow when you are expelled from school, don't blame me for not warning you!"

After that, she wanted to return to the Gryffindor common room, but was shocked to find that the fat lady on the entrance portrait was missing.

"what!"

Hermione screamed.

The fat lady went to another portrait to slam the door, which means...

She was locked out and couldn't go back!

"what should I do?"

She panicked a little, and hurriedly asked Ron and Harry.

"That's your problem."

Ron shrugged, a helpless expression on his face.

"How about... you and me?"

Harry was kind, he said tentatively.

"Da da da......."

Before Hermione could answer, the three heard a series of steps.

"Is it Filch?!"

Hermione was so scared that she was about to cry, she couldn't imagine the scene when she was expelled from school on the return train tomorrow.

"No, it's not Filch."

Although they were scared enough, Harry and Ron could barely calm their minds.

Filch's leather shoes were old and worn, and they made a "creaking" sound when they stepped on the ground.

If it wasn't Filch, then...

Who are the people who are active in the castle so late?