This Hogwarts is not normal

When Mag came to the fourth floor, he happened to see a very familiar broom flying out of the window.

Destroy the school's precious auto-defense armor, taking down a long hallway with it.

Coupled with violating the no-fly order...

She was so angry that she covered her heart and trembled.

"Minerva—" Flitwick stepped forward cautiously.

"They must have been careless in the chase—"

"Filius, I know the situation." McGonagall came to the window with a blank expression. "We can force Severus and Vincent into this way. Our suspicion is in the right direction."

It was that person, the mysterious person who couldn't even say his name.

When Sprout arrived with the children, the faces of the two of them became more serious than the other.

"where are they?"

"Outside." Flitwick slightly loosened his frown, "Pomona, can you take care of the children?"

"No, Professor!" Harry made an unexpected comment: "It's him, right? He's back at Hogwarts."

"It's just that there's a good chance—"

"It must be him, otherwise Professor Snape and Vincent would not have been able to cooperate."

Mag was a little relieved, but overall she was still very angry.

She put her hand on Harry's shoulder, leaned down and said as calmly as possible:

"Whether we or Professor Dumbledore, the first thing to ensure is your safety."

"But he--"

"We are professors, and this is our responsibility."

Fred and George immediately swallowed their objections.

Their dean is not a docile kitten, and now is obviously not the time to joke around.

Just after they both gave up, Hermione looked away from the window.

She seemed very unwilling, "Professor McGonagall, the basilisk is huge, and there are not many places to hide in the castle."

Flitwick nodded kindly at her, "Miss Granger, we can all understand your kindness, it's just that the situation doesn't allow it."

Last year, Voldemort who sneaked up on the Philosopher's Stone was not terrible, but Voldemort who took the opportunity to release the Basilisk tonight is terrible.

"Filius, Pomona—" Mag stood up slowly, "This is where he is so powerful, using children to restrain us."

That smart brain will definitely find a way to prevent the professors from joining.

Throwing stones in the secret room just now, pouring water and escaping, are enough to show that he is not unscrupulous.

"Minerva, but they're just kids."

"Children are not capable enough to find out the secret room."

Flitwick was silent for a moment, "I can't rule out the possibility of taking him as a hostage..."

There was no usual geniality on Sprout's face.

Her seriousness is exactly the same as that of Mag, "Children, follow us closely, and you must tell us in time if you find any abnormalities."

Snape and Vincent are chasing Voldemort, so their mission is to find the basilisk.

A professor led two people to search layer by layer.

"Harry, Hermione, come with me." McGregor followed Dobby.

Sprout took Cedric and Rove, of course.

Flitwick's eyes twitched slightly.

Fred and George, the Hogwarts twin troublemakers.

"If you find the basilisk, you should send a signal to the outside of the castle as soon as possible." McGonagall stood in the stairwell, with Hermione and Harry behind him,

"Before we are all together, don't act rashly."

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outside the castle.

The Rogue Rabbit flew Vincent and Snape around a dozen times.

They flew close to the window glass, and the anomalies inside could be seen clearly.

First of all, on the third floor, the entire corridor was wet because the tap was not turned off.

Then came the black smoke blown from the fourth floor, which unexpectedly drifted towards the Forbidden Forest inexplicably.

Finally, the fat lady, who was supposed to be on the eighth floor, came to drink in the portrait of Ms. Violet on the sixth floor.

"Professor Snape, didn't you close the door?"

Vincent heard no answer.

"Well, tonight will be very long." He controlled the rogue rabbit to fly upwards.

There was nothing unusual about the boys' bathroom, nor about the vacant classroom.

Further up is the eighth floor.

Apart from the empty picture frame on the Gryffindor dormitory door, nothing else seemed out of the ordinary.

"Wayne, we're wasting our time."

"Not necessarily." Vincent controlled the rogue rabbit to circle around.

"If he has any purpose tonight, then the hide-and-seek party he throws for us must not end at dawn."

Snape sneered, "Wasting his time with our time?

Wayne, I thought you'd come up with a more creative approach. "

"Of course." The rogue rabbit stopped by the window of a dormitory.

Vincent tapped his wand and jumped out of the window, "Professor Snape, please wait outside."

"You'd better hurry up." Snape looked at the broom he was riding with extremely impatient eyes.

Without this thing, the Slytherin Quidditch team can't take off in place?

Unfortunately not.

The little bastard inside has a stake in the sweeping company, and I'm afraid he will get back something even more powerful.

But if he didn't, Slytherin would probably have to be suppressed for another six years.

While Snape was hesitating, Vincent had already embraced the "Ultimate Secret" in his arms.

"Cuckoo?"

"Shhh - I'll dress you up later, and you'll pretend to be a rooster."

"Cuckoo??"

"Ah yes, and a pair of glasses."

Goo Goo in bateye is very unhappy.

Calling it to wake up in the dead of night is definitely not a good thing.

Vincent opened the suitcase and took out a prototype sniper rifle made of iron-copper alloy.

"See that big bat outside? We're going to lure the big villain out later."

"Gu Gu???" Gu Gu who had been questioning three times had no time to refuse, so he put on a small dress.

It's dark and not conspicuous enough.

The feathers on the head turned red, and a shiny gold chain was added to it.

The effect of lighting up is definitely brighter than fireflies in the dark.

Vincent looked back hesitantly before jumping out.

Maybe because he was used to it, he felt that the three roommates who slept like dead pigs were quite normal.

"Did someone come in just now?"

Cuckoo shook his little head, indicating that he also fell asleep just now.

Snape looked very pale, especially knowing that he was in charge of turning on the lights.

"Wayne, he's not a fool."

"But he has a lot of pride."

Using an owl to pretend to be a rooster is blatantly provoking Voldemort.

If the other party is not fooled, Vincent still dares to open the public channel to show yin and yang.

"Hey - Clever." Snape held up the wand in his hand.

I have to admit that this method is very lossy.

If it was him, he would just kick him in the air.

Gu Gu flapped his little wings twice, and fell back into Vincent's arms as soon as he rose up.

Without embarrassment, he fumbled for a small rope.

"You're getting fat again, obviously you can still fly during the day."

"Cuckoo!!!" The chubby Cuckoo said it was because of the strong wind at night.

"I don't believe it, you must have sneaked into the kitchen with Raffle."

Snape had lost all patience, "Wayne!"

"Here we come!" Vincent tied Gu Gu Gu and hung him under the rogue rabbit.

"Everyone on your marks—" He moved a little away from the castle.

The background, stage, lighting and actors are all ready.

"123—action!"

Cuckoo tilted his head up, puffed up his cheeks and sucked in a big mouthful of air.

"Cuckoo!!!" With the help of the amplifying spell, its cry instantly enveloped the entire castle.

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