Hogwarts, was gnawed at the beginning

Raindrops came one after another, pouring down the moment Soul and Hermione had just left the Forbidden Forest. Fortunately, the invisibility cloak also had the effect of preventing rain. Even so, the two people's robes, feet and shoes were still intact. Covered with muddy water.

"Ha ha..."

Hermione gasped hard, rubbing the dirt in front of the castle door, her slender brows furrowed, and the thick dirt on the soles of her shoes disgusted the little girl who loves to be clean.

"I said..." Suer complained as he put the invisibility cloak away, "Have you forgotten that you are still a wizard?"

"Yeah..." Hermione stopped and looked up at Sulkabar in a cute way.

"Mr. Bones? And Miss Granger, what are you doing at the door?"

It was Professor McGonagall, who was responsible for patrolling the castle entrance today. She had heard mutterings outside and the sound of shoe soles scraping against the stone slabs.

As soon as Hermione pulled out her wand, she heard a majestic voice coming from behind her. She jumped up like a little rabbit, holding the wand with both hands and lowering her head.

"Good evening, Professor McGonagall." Suer also said hello to this professor who looked cold but actually had a cat in his heart.

"you..."

Professor McGonagall was wearing a dark green star-studded wizard robe and was watching the two of them. His eyes were swept by the silver satin on Sur's hand without leaving any trace.

He frowned when he saw the stone steps that were a little dirty because of Hermione's rubbing.

"What are you doing?"

"It's like this, Professor, we were practicing magic outside after dinner, and it suddenly started raining..." Suer played a trick and cleverly answered Professor McGonagall's question.

Ah, no... They did go to practice magic, or advanced magic like Animagus. Lying is not a good boy.

Professor McGonagall looked at Soul suspiciously and stared at the mud spots around their feet and the hem of their robes for a long time. It was not until Hermione twitched her feet unnaturally that she said,

"Is that so? Miss Granger?"

"Yes, Professor McGonagall, we did go to practice magic." Hermione replied in a low voice, so weak that people knew it was a lie.

This girl is really not very good at lying.

Professor McGonagall glanced at the two of them with a half-smile, "Don't leave the castle after dark. This school year is especially special."

"You guys go in, it's going to be curfew time soon."

The two of them shrank their heads like ostriches and prepared to walk in, but Professor McGonagall stopped them again.

"Are you just going to go in like this? Mr. Filch has been busy cleaning the hall for a long time."

"Oh, I'm sorry, Professor McGonagall." Soul immediately pulled out his wand and muttered silently - 'Clean up', facing himself and Hermione.

Professor McGonagall's eyes lit up, and a look of relief flashed in her eyes.

"Silent casting, very nice, Mr. Bones."

"Thank you very much, Professor McGonagall." Suer bowed his head and smiled humbly.

"Okay, you guys go back quickly."

At this time, the oak door was pushed open forcefully, and a group of wet people, holding brooms in their hands and shivering, crowded in. They had not noticed Professor McGonagall and Soul standing by the door.

"We have three of the best chasers and two unbeatable batsmen."

"And a Seeker who's never lost a match! What's there to worry about?"

"If the weather on the match day is the same as today, we will follow today's tactics. Harry, you have to pay attention to the quaffle. It is difficult to capture the trajectory of the quaffle on rainy days..." Compared to others, who were weak It seems that Wood is in high spirits.

"Oliver!" Professor McGonagall said with an evil look on her face.

Several people were startled and immediately stopped walking in.

"Professor McGonagall." Wood smiled sarcastically, "I'm sorry, I was arranging the tactics for the first game and I didn't see you."

Professor McGonagall silently placed her gaze behind Wood and his party. There was a large pool of mud and water mixture, trailing into a long brown trail.

As the saying goes, the castle is my home, and it depends on everyone to keep it clean.

It was not difficult for Wood, who was already in seventh grade, to clean up the traces with magic. He also dried the water on his teammates.

Oliver Wood, who had been in Gryffindor for seven years, was also well aware of Professor McGonagall's temper. After a few words of flattery, Professor McGonagall finally nodded and let them go back, but looked deeply at Harry for a few seconds. Eye.

"Sul, good friend." Fred came over with a smile.

"I guess you haven't forgotten our agreement, right?" George threw the broom to his companion and came over.

"Of course I haven't forgotten it." Suer nodded. "How about putting it after the game? I still need some time to ask Hagrid. He refuses to tell where those spiders have moved."

"How about leaving it to us?" Fred giegie smiled.

"We have a way to get the news." George also smiled.

"You don't want to give Hagrid the truth serum, do you?" Suer looked at the two brothers in surprise.

"That's illegal, and we don't know how to mix it," Fred said. "For Hagrid, the best Veritaserum is——"

"A bottle of fire whiskey." George added, "It must come from Hogsmeade."

"Anyway, just wait for our good news." Fred made the final decision.

"George, Fred, what are you two doing there? I suddenly thought of a brilliant plan that is guaranteed to allow us to win." Wood's voice came from the front.

"Oh, it's terrible. I just want to go back and lie on the bed and sleep." Fred whined lowly, but his body honestly pursued him.

"Remember our agreement." George patted Su Er on the shoulder and sighed and quickened his pace.

"What agreement?" Hermione's voice came from the side.

Oh, I completely forgot that there was Hermione next to me.

"Are we going to hunt the Acromantula?" Suer whispered without intending to hide it from her.

"What? Are you going to go...uh huh..." Suer felt the gaze coming from the hall in the distance and decisively reached out to cover Hermione's mouth.

"Be gentle, aunt, please be gentle."

Hermione took Soul's hand off her mouth angrily.

"This is simply crazy. If you just go around the outskirts of the Forbidden Forest and hunt Acromantulas, what do you think? Do you want to die? Harry and the others were almost eaten last year, if not... "

"Of course we are not going to the Acromantula's lair." Soul looked back at Professor McGonagall who had turned away in front of the distant foyer, took Hermione's hand and walked quickly to the other side.

"Just dealing with one or two lone Acromantulas..."

"We're going to do this...that..."

ps: Just came back, second update...