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(); The professors had searched the castle in the middle of the night, but still found nothing.
But even if you don't find it, you can't let the students sleep in the auditorium.
Just when Dumbledore found Cedric, who was the executive committee, and asked him to inform the students to return to his lounge this morning, Snape found Dumbledore with a bad face.
"Do you remember our conversation at the beginning of school, Dumbledore?" Snape said, his lips barely moved, as if trying to keep Cedric from hearing their conversation.
"Remember, Severus." There was a warning in Dumbledore's voice.
"It seems that it is almost impossible for Black to come in without internal help. I mentioned this before..."
"I don't believe anyone in the castle will help Blake in." Dumbledore ended the topic clearly and Snape had nothing to say.
"I'm going to find Lynn." Dumbledore left the auditorium. "He is searching the astronomy classroom on the top of the castle, except that there is no news from him."
All their conversations were overheard by Harry, who pretended to be asleep.
He could only understand half of what Snape said. According to him, Blake seemed to have something to do in Hogwarts, but Dumbledore didn't believe anyone would help him.
It was more than four o'clock in the morning in the second half of the night, and Harry finally did not offset the sleepiness and fell asleep deeply. He was still thinking about the man whom Snape said was the **** before he went to bed. Who the **** is it?
At the same time, Lynn was not searching the astronomical tower of the castle as Dumbledore said. He was standing in front of the old blind hunchback witch, listening to her tell himself the story of Sirius in a wonderful way. The scene of how the secret passage entrance on the back climbed out and how to leave.
"Jie Jie Jie, Jie Jie Jie..."
She seemed to be set to only make this kind of sound, but the magical thing was that Lynn could understand what she wanted to express.
After listening to her story, Lynn nodded.
"If he wants to come in from you next time, he just needs to report to me, don't stop him."
The blind hunchback statue of the old witch nodded, indicating that he had understood it and returned to its original position.
Lynn did intend to catch Sirius, but he didn't expect to catch him so early.
Now Old John has not fully gathered the power of the school board.
In the Ministry of Magic, Barty Crouch was only temporarily suspended by impeachment, and the position of the director of the Magic Law Enforcement Department is still his.
Moreover, he is not the only one of those pure-blood families in the ministry.
Now Fudge's forces are engaged in a tug of war with the forces of the pure-blood family under Lin's funding, and there is no way to get any results in a short period of time.
However, according to the current situation, Fudge still has the upper hand, because of the money bag Lynn gave him, he can spend almost unlimited money outside to win over officials who were originally neutral.
But the pure-blood family would not do it, and all their properties went bankrupt.
Although there are still a lot of coffin books in the vault of Gringotts, the money is really just coffin books.
If all of them are used again, then these families really want the whole family to drink Northwest Wind.
After the situation outside becomes clear and stable, Lynn plans to attack Sirius and catch him.
Now he can keep the black dog jumping for a while.
After the Gryffindor lounge was invaded, the professors and the senior discipline committee almost turned the castle upside down and found no trace of Black.
In the end they could only guess that Black had escaped from Hogwarts Castle and asked the students to return to their dorms to sleep.
Even if he was attacked, Hogwarts had to go in for the rest of his life.
But three days after the invasion, Professor McGonagall called Harry into her office.
"Potter, it's useless to hide it from you." She said solemnly, "I know this will give you a huge shock. But Sirius Black, he—"
"I know he came to me," Harry said tiredly. "I heard Ron's dad talking to his mother. Mr. Weasley works in the Ministry of Magic."
Professor McGonagall seemed taken aback.
She stared at Harry for a while and then said, "I see. In that case, Potter, you should know that it’s not very good that you go to the Quidditch stadium to practice at night. There are only your six teammates on the court and no one is watching. You, you will be very dangerous."
Almost every time he walked in the corridors of the castle these days, there would be professors by his side. There was no order from anyone. It was the spontaneous behavior of these professors. They all knew that Black escaped from Azkaban for Who.
But Harry was really fed up with such days.
"Our first game started on Saturday," he said angrily. "Professor, we have to train. Next we will play against Slytherin. Although we are ahead of them in points, it is precisely because Only in this way can we maintain our advantage!"
Professor McGonagall thought carefully. Harry knew she cared about the prospects of the Gryffindor team. After all, she suggested that he join the team as a seeker.
He waited with his breath, when an unexpected voice rang in front of Professor McGonagall's office.
"I don't think you need to restrict Harry's freedom like this, Professor McGonagall."
Lynn was standing in front of the office door with a piece of parchment. He shrugged: "Sorry, I didn't mean to overhear your speech, but the door is indeed not closed."
Professor McGonagall stood up The Quidditch Stadium outside the window was faintly visible in the rain.
"Of course I want Harry to participate in training, but now Black's danger has not been relieved... Maybe it is a way to find a professor to watch them, and Mrs. Hooch might be willing to help."
In the end, Professor McGonagall agreed to let Harry participate in Quidditch training, but Madam Hooch must be watching.
Harry waited outside the office for Lynn not to leave, and only left with Lynn after he had discussed the matter with Professor McGonagall inside.
"Thank you for just talking Lynn for me." Harry said gratefully.
"It's nothing, even if I didn't come, Professor McGonagall would probably agree to you going to the court to practice, after all, she values Gryffindor's Quidditch team very much, doesn't she?",
Lynn waved his hand to Harry: "You better go and prepare as soon as possible. I heard that Quidditch from our academy has applied for a change with Hufflepuff. They wanted to avoid using Malfoy's arm as an excuse. This rainy day."