Hogwarts: From Little Wizard to White Lord

"Good professor."

Vaughan flicked his broom and flew away, and Professor McGonagall's roar could still be heard from a distance.

This was the first time he had seen Professor McGonagall so angry.

"It's much more exciting than the original book. I wonder if Professor McGonagall will let Harry join the Quidditch team..."

Vaughan had no intention of interfering with Harry's fate; he preferred to look at things from his own perspective and let things take their own course.

For example, he saved Neville today and did not let him get hurt because he had a good impression of Neville.

On the other hand, the conflict between Harry and Malfoy was inevitable. The two of them were born to clash, and Malfoy's foul mouth was beyond Vaughn's expectations.

Unless he is willing to be Harry's babysitter and suppress Malfoy every day, the conflict between the two will break out one day!

Back on the Quidditch pitch, Vaughan shook his head at Hermione, who was staring at him eagerly.

I told you what happened.

Hermione suddenly turned pale.

After asking Harry if he was hurt, she trembled all over: "I! Just! Know! They're going to cause trouble!"

Ron was also scared and quickly approached Vaughn: "Harry, Harry won't be expelled, right?"

Hermione said angrily, "Are you scared now? Then why did you encourage him before? Just wait and see, even if he's not expelled, Gryffindor's house points will be ruined!"

Ron rarely dared to argue with her.

After the flying class was over, the two took Vaughn to see the academy's hourglass.

Gryffindor was deducted 60 points and Slytherin was deducted 40 points, but Vaughan also added 20 points at the same time.

The reason is that although Malfoy provoked Harry, he did not take the initiative to attack. It was Harry who made inappropriate actions and almost caused an accident.

The score gap widened by 40 points in an instant, and Hermione was almost in despair!

Later, Harry was finally released by Professor McGonagall, who brought back the good news that Professor McGonagall allowed him to join Quidditch.

But Hermione didn't want to listen, and Harry was unhappy because there was another bad news -

He was going to get detention with Malfoy!

Chapter 29: Night Tour (Part )

"60 points! How many questions do I have to answer in class to get that score?"

"Harry! Potter! You didn't hit Malfoy, you hit the House Cup! Oh my God—"

"Who is God?" Ron muttered beside him.

Hermione glared at him menacingly.

Harry was upset, but he was still frightened by the thrilling experience in the afternoon and Professor McGonagall's scolding that lasted for several hours, and he dared not refute.

Every Gryffindor student who passed by him would ask him with a smile:

"Potter, we were deducted 60 points. What did you do?"

"Harry, I heard you knocked Malfoy over? Well done, but how are you going to get that back?"

Most people were just joking, and few were as serious as Hermione - it was only 60 points, nothing compared to making Slytherin lose face!

Harry didn't want to answer. He buried his head in the long table and ate the cold pie in big mouthfuls.

He was starving.

Ron swallowed hard and couldn't help but pick up a piece of pie, but Hermione hit him with her wand.

"This is Harry's. Didn't you eat it a long time ago?"

"I see Harry is enjoying his meal..."

Hermione didn't bother to pay attention to him.

She chattered away throughout Harry's meal, but by the time they returned to the Gryffindor common room, she was worried again. "You and Malfoy are doing detention together? Where are you going?"

"Trophy room, cleaning the trophies," Harry replied vaguely.

"Just you two?"

"And Mrs. Norris, who is responsible for monitoring us."

Mrs. Norris is Filch's cat and is very smart.

At night, he often roams around every corner of Hogwarts, catching little wizards who sneak out at night.

Even someone who loves cats like Hermione is a little scared of it because it looks a little scary.

It is skinny, has dark gray fur, and has big bulging eyes. If you look at it at first glance, you might even think you have seen a ghost.

Ron shuddered and couldn't help but hug Banban tightly in his arms.

The experience in the summer made him afraid of cats.

"Why don't you just not go, Harry?" he said. "Or talk to the professor and find a different place, at least so you can't be with Malfoy."

Hermione nodded repeatedly, she also agreed, Malfoy was so cunning, how could Harry possibly defeat him!

"I wanna go……"

Harry said sullenly, "Professor McGonagall said that my father used to be a Quidditch player, and there are still his trophies in the trophy room. I want to go and see them."

The two friends fell silent and stopped trying to dissuade him.

But when Harry finished his homework at night and prepared to go to the trophy room, Ron and Hermione followed him silently.

"What are you following?"

"I'm afraid you'll be bullied by Malfoy." Ron said loyally.

Hermione said with a stern face, "I'm afraid the two of you will start fighting again. If Gryffindor's points keep being deducted, they'll be almost gone."

Harry was touched.

He knew that his two companions were worried about him!

Harry didn't want to refuse them, so he said, "Then you have to do it secretly. Don't let Filch and Mrs. Norris see you. Oh, and don't let Malfoy see you either. He will definitely shout and slander you for strolling around at night."

The two agreed.

Harry walked in front, holding the lamp, and Hermione and Ron followed him on tiptoe. When they reached the third floor, they could see the lights of the trophy room from afar.

Filch held a torch at the door. Hermione and Ron quickly huddled in the corner and heard his hoarse, high-pitched voice shout, "Harry Potter, come here now! You can't escape your detention. You should be thankful that detention used to be so mild. It involved torture... Hand over your wands!"

Malfoy yelled angrily: "Here you go, old jerk, be careful. If there's even a scratch on your wand, I'll have my dad kick you out. He's the school director!"

There was a commotion in the trophy room, and a few moments later, Filch limped out and walked off in another direction, leaving Mrs. Norris at the door.

Hermione and Ron were waiting at the corner of the corridor, peeking in and keeping an eye on that side.

Be prepared to rush in and rescue Harry as soon as you hear any unusual noise.

But they were startled first——

A voice suddenly came from behind them: "What are you doing?"

Ron clutched his chest with both hands, like a female singer in an opera about to sing a high note, his face open in horror.

"Silent and silent!"

The spell hit him accurately, turning him mute.

Hermione, on the other hand, had covered her mouth immediately and turned around to look at the person behind her in surprise.

Vaughn!

In the dim light of the corridor, Vaughan was wearing a woolen pajamas, with Guo Guocha sitting at his feet.

He was holding a rope in his hand, the other end of which was floating in the air, tied to... Peeves!

Peeves was under some kind of spell, his eyes bared in a snarl, but he couldn't move at all, floating above Vaughan's head like a balloon.

"Vaughn, what are you doing here? And Peeves—"

"I'm taking Peeves for a walk..."

Vaughn explained with a smile.

"Last time I changed the words on the door of the Slytherin common room, this guy went around spreading rumors and causing trouble for me. I thought it might have some misunderstandings about me, so I've been communicating with it these past few days. Now, we're friends, right, Peeves?"

As he spoke, he pulled the rope, and Peeves was pulled so hard that he nodded his head up and down and rolled his eyes.

This scene made Ron press his back against the wall, trying to reduce his presence, fearing that Vaughn would notice him.

Hermione was speechless for a moment.

Peeves is the most hated guy by all students, but there is nothing they can do about it. It is neither a ghost nor a living creature, but a kind of "non-existence" that is between life and death.

Many spells have no effect on this strange elf.

Hermione's eyes began to sparkle, and she wanted to ask Vaughan how he did it.

Vaughn seemed to know what she was thinking and smiled at her. "I found it in the library. I'll teach you when I have time. But, right now, I have to deal with another problem."

As he spoke, a sneaky figure had already slipped past Ron's feet, and his big bulging eyes glanced back and forth at the few people.

It's Mrs. Norris.

This ugly cat is as gloomy as a skeleton, and it makes people feel disgusted when they see it.

But Hermione and Ron saw that Vaughan didn't dislike it at all. He took a small piece of dried fish from his pocket and handed it to Mrs. Norris.

"Meow-"

Mrs. Norris uttered a creepy cry.

Just when Hermione and Ron were worried that it would turn around and run away to find Filch, they were surprised to find that the cat lowered its head obediently and gnawed on the dried fish.

Only Guoguocha wagged its tail in dissatisfaction.

Ron waved his arms anxiously at the scene, and Vaughn glanced at him and helped him break the spell.

"Merlin's beard!" Ron's freckles turned red with excitement. "Vaughn, how did you do that? Teach me!"