Chapter 91

"Please let me through." that was Percy's voice. He walked out of the crowd with an air.

"Why are you stuck here? You all don't have to forget your password... Sorry, I'm the chairman of the boys' Student Union. Please excuse me."

The crowd calmed down, starting from the front, so it was like a cold current, spreading out in the corridor.

Then they heard Percy's voice suddenly shriek: "someone please Professor Dumbledore! Come on!"

People turned around and the last one stood on tiptoe.

"What's the matter?" Ginny probably stayed in the auditorium a little longer, and she had just arrived.

After a while, Professor Dumbledore arrived. He hurried to the portrait of the fat lady.

The Gryffindor students crowded together to let him through. Harry, Ron and Hermione leaned closer to see where the trouble was.

"Oh, my God -" Hermione seemed to see clearly, pinching her sleeve and exclaimed.

The fat lady has disappeared from the portrait, the portrait has been maliciously damaged, the canvas fragments fall everywhere on the ground, and the large canvas has been completely torn away from the frame.

Dumbledore took a quick look at the damaged picture.

"Professor McGonagall, please go to filch at once and tell him to look for the fat lady on every picture in the castle -"

"You'll be lucky!" said a hoarse voice suddenly.

It was a playful Pipi ghost. He jumped over the heads of the crowd and looked happy - he always did when he saw the scenes of destruction and sadness.

"What do you mean, peeves?" asked Dumbledore calmly.

Pippi's mocking smile faded a little - he didn't dare to laugh at Dumbledore.

So he turned to a greasy tone that sounded better than his hoarse voice.

"Sorry, Mr. headmaster... She doesn't want to be seen. She's made a mess. I saw her run over the landscape painting on the fifth floor. Sir, she hid among the trees and cried about 'terrible things'." Pipi said in a happy tone.

"... poor thing," he added at last, but there was no pity for others in it.

"Did she say who did it?" asked Dumbledore calmly.

"Oh, yes, Professor chief," said Pippi. "She won't let him in - he's very angry, you know." Pippi rolled in the air and grinned at Dumbledore from between his own legs.

"He has a bad temper, this Sirius Black."

Soon, Professor Dumbledore called all the Gryffindor students back to the auditorium. Ten minutes later, the students of Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw and Slytherin also came. These students were all confused.

"The teachers and I will conduct a thorough search of the castle," said Professor Dumbledore.

At this time, Professor McGonagall and Professor flavy closed all the doors of the auditorium.

"For your own safety, I think you may have to spend the night here tonight. I ask the prefects to stand guard at the entrance of the auditorium, and the chairman of the boys' and girls' Student Union to stay in charge of the auditorium."

"Report anything to me immediately," Dumbledore added to Percy.

When Percy heard this, he immediately put on a proud face of "I'm an important person".

"Find a ghost to give me a message," Dumbledore added.

When Dumbledore passed Marca, he whispered, "Marca, please come out with me."

He was about to leave the auditorium with Maka, but he stopped as if he thought of something.

"Oh, yes, I think you'll need --" Dumbledore waved his wand at random, and the long tables flew to the edge of the auditorium and lined up neatly; With another wave, the ground was covered with hundreds of purple sleeping bags.

"Have a good sleep," said Professor Dumbledore. He opened the door and went out. Marca followed closely and closed the door.

Outside the door, Dumbledore was standing on the side waiting for him.

"What can I do for you, professor?" asked Marca.

"This time someone broke into the school and destroyed the portrait of the fat lady, which is very dangerous for the students -" Dumbledore said. "I think you are familiar with the eight eyed giant spiders in the forest. Can you help me search the forest?"

Maka was stunned. He sorted out his thoughts and replied, "Professor, you really know everything... Of course, why not?"

"I don't know everything," Dumbledore winked at him. "I only know what I know... Professor Hagrid will go with you."

Not to mention how surprised Hagrid was when he learned about Maka's friendship with aragok, it was natural that everyone's search tonight was futile.

With Blake's decisive style, he left the secret road under the beating willow long after Maka and Luna returned.

Dumbledore didn't feel disappointed about this - he just made sure that the intruder didn't stay in school, and ruled out the danger of hiding in school - that's the most important thing at the moment.

In the next few days, the school was full of rumors about black.

The story of how he got into the castle became more and more mysterious - Hannah abbot, a student at hatch patch, heard that black could be transformed into a flowering bush!

At their next potion class, she spent a lot of time telling everyone who was willing to listen to her.

The damaged portrait of the fat lady has been removed from the wall. Instead, it is the portrait of Sir cardogan and his fat gray pony.

In fact, no one is happy about it.

Sir cardogan spent half his day challenging people or asking people to duel with him; The other half of the time was spent thinking about the ridiculously complex password. He had to change the password at least twice a day.

"He's crazy," Seymour Finnegan said angrily to Percy. "Can't we change people?"

"None of the other paintings wanted to do this job," Percy said. "They were frightened by what happened to the fat lady... And Sir cardogan was the only one who stood up."

However, Harry was not worried about Sir cardogan.

Now he was under close surveillance - the teachers found all kinds of excuses to walk with him in the corridor, and Percy Weasley followed him everywhere, like an extremely pompous guard dog, which Mrs. Weasley probably asked him to do.

Most importantly, Professor McGonagall called Harry to her office. The uneasy look on his face made Harry think that someone must have lost his life.

"There's no need to hide it from you, Potter," she said seriously. "I know it's going to shock you, but black --"

"I know he's after me," said Harry wearily. "I heard Ron's father tell his mother. Mr. Weasley works in the Ministry of magic."

McGonagall seemed very surprised. She stared at Harry and said after a while, "I see! Okay! So, Potter... You understand why I think it's not a good idea for you to practice Quidditch in the evening? On the court, there are only your teammates around. You're very exposed, Potter -"

"We're going to have the first game on Saturday!" Harry was angry, but he had to keep calm. "I must train, Professor!"

Professor McGonagall looked at him steadily.

Harry knew that she was extremely concerned about the future of Gryffindor's team. After all, she first suggested that Harry be the seeker.

He waited and held his breath nervously.

"Hmm..." Professor McGonagall stood up and stared at the Quidditch stadium outside the window. The stadium was faintly visible in the rain.

"Well... God knows, I'd like to see our team finally win the trophy... But anyway, Potter, I'd be happier if a teacher was present - I'd ask Mrs. Hodge to supervise your training."

The first Quidditch match is approaching, but the weather is getting worse and worse.

Under the supervision of Mrs. Hodge, Gryffindor trained bravely. They worked harder than before.

Then, in the last training before Saturday's game, Captain wood brought his team bad news.

"We're not going to compete with Slytherin!" he told them angrily. "Flint just came to see me - we're going to compete with Hufflepuff."

"Why?" the other players asked in unison.

"Flint's excuse is that their seeker's injured arm is not well yet!" Wood said, biting his teeth angrily. "But their purpose is obvious. They don't want to play in such weather. They think it will destroy their chances --"

It was a stormy day, and while wood was talking, they heard thunder rumbling in the distance.

"Malfoy's arm is all right!" said Harry angrily. "He's pretending!"

"I understand, but we can't prove it," Wood said painfully. "We've been practicing with Slytherin, and now we're playing hutchpatch. Their style is quite different. They have a new captain and seeker Cedric Digory --"

Angelina, Aria and Katie suddenly giggled.

"What's the matter?" wood asked - he was annoyed by this carefree behavior.

"Is he the tall and beautiful boy?" Angelina said.

"The strong one who speaks less!" Katie followed.

Then they began to giggle again.

"Laugh, laugh!" wood suddenly shouted. "There's worse news here. Would you like to hear it?"

"What else can make this worse?" Harry groaned.

"Of course!" wood just finished yelling, then showed a depressed expression. "Do you think it's bad that McLean is going to play?"

Suddenly, the three girls put away the silly smile still hanging on their faces, and Qi Qi changed into an incredible expression.

"Oh, no -" they said almost in unison.