Chapter 1332： Missing

Ever since Snape became the new headmaster and Death Eaters became the new professors, Hogwarts has been shrouded in a depressive and dreary atmosphere, especially after entering the rainy season in October, this atmosphere has become even stronger. It will make everyone breathless.

   "I heard that another first-year freshman has been imprisoned."

   "Probably will be brought to the Dark Arts class for students to practice the Cruciatus Curse."

   "They're just a bunch of lunatics."

  The students who were having breakfast in the hall were whispering and discussing what happened yesterday. Everyone had unconcealed anxiety and fear in their eyes. The student who was tortured by the Cruciatus Curse last time was still lying in the school hospital.

  Listening to the whispers of other people around, Neville sat down at the Gryffindor table, not knowing what was going on in his mind.

   "This is a trap, they are trying to lure you into the bait, don't leave any evidence." Seamus sat down by Neville's right hand, reminding him not to do stupid things.

  Today's Hogwarts is like a powder keg. The high-handed rule of the Death Eaters and the angry resistance of Dumbledore's Army are in fierce confrontation, and Hogwarts may be completely detonated at any time.

However, the current situation is becoming more and more unfavorable to them. Not only the Defense Association does not support them to confront the Death Eaters head-on, even the professors of the school cannot provide them with any help. Most of the time, they can only watch their own people being locked in the dungeon Whipped in the middle, which made all the members of Dumbledore's Army complain about it.

  No one likes to be weak, no one likes to be bullied, they want to fight back angrily, they want to drive all the Death Eaters headed by Snape out of school.

  Neville drank polenta in silence, looked up at Parkinson on the professor's seat, and said in a low voice, "I don't know."

  He has been very confused recently, especially after what he did was euphemistically denied, he has been thinking about what to do next.

  Continue to fight, or go underground?

  Neville didn't know if he could convince others.

   "What should we do next?" Seeing Neville's gloomy face, Seamus asked worriedly, "Are you okay, you don't seem to be in good spirits."

   "Sorry, I didn't sleep well yesterday." Neville made an excuse for himself

  He didn't know what to do either.

   If they get that underclassman out of the dungeon, placement becomes a big problem again.

  Let him hide in the Room of Requirement and play missing?

   This won't solve the problem unless he volunteers.

   They need guidance.

   Vaguely, Neville realized why Albert didn't want them to make things big.

  Because unless the two sides go completely against each other, they will always be on the disadvantaged side.

   But what's the use of finding out now?

   "What did Ernie say?" Neville asked suddenly.

   "He thinks he should seek help from the professor." Seamus smiled wryly, "But how could the professors not know about this?"

   "If Professor McGonagall wanted to, they would have done it a long time ago." Neville also knew that the professors had their own concerns, so he didn't expect the school's professors to help them from the very beginning.

   "Where's Luna?" Neville asked again.

  "Luna thinks that the other party can pretend to be sick. Maybe he will be sent to the school hospital because of this, at least better than being locked up in prison." Seamo agreed with Luna's approach, and he actually came to Neville to discuss this matter.

"Maybe, we should send him some skipping candies. I remember we still have a lot of them in stock." Neville agreed with Luna's hard plan and thought it was a good idea, but he added, "We still have to convince He, if Parkinson still uses him to practice the Cruciatus Curse for other students, just pretend to be dead."

  Neville actually didn't trust that junior student, but he was still willing to help him escape, otherwise he would be miserable if he was forced to practice the Cruciatus Curse for the students.

  The last unlucky guy stayed in bed for half a month and hasn't recovered yet, and it is said that he has also had a serious psychological shadow.

  Luna's plan is not difficult for them who have mastered the disillusionment spell. The only trouble is Filch, but they only need a holding spell to solve Filch's problem.

  The whole thing went smoother than Neville expected. He ran to the dungeon to meet the unlucky Gryffindor junior and discuss a solution with him.

  The other party really chose to pretend to be sick. After all, they just came to Hogwarts, and no one wanted to drop out of school and leave.

  The Gryffindor student started to have a high fever after eating the class skipping candy, and passed out directly due to the gorgeous training of the Cruciatus Curse.

  Professor McGonagall was very angry about this, and almost got into a fight with Professor Parkinson. Although this did not make them give up testing black magic on students, at least it allowed the first-year students to enter the medical room for treatment.

  In general, the plan went well.

   This greatly encouraged everyone.

   To this end, they held a small meeting to discuss the next plan.

   Without the distraction of the Weasley twins' joke props and Peeves' mischief, they'd likely be targeted by the Death Eaters.

   "We should temporarily abandon those dangerous practices and do some more secretive underground work." Luna raised her hand and suggested.

"I agree with Luna. It is unwise to confront directly. We get together mainly to train the Defense Against the Dark Arts. Driving the Death Eaters out of Hogwarts is just a secondary goal to pass the time." Ernie knew this was What Albert means is that he also knows that this is to prevent them from being in danger, especially after the Defense Association's joke prop support has dropped, this is undoubtedly the best choice right now.

   "I'm afraid I won't be able to convince others, you should know..."

  Naville was about to say something more, when he heard the door of the Room of Requirement being pushed open, and Michael hurried in.

"problem occurs."

"what happened?"

   All three of them had a bad feeling.

   "Nick told me that Parkinson gave the junior student who had just woken up Veritaserum. They already knew that Neville was behind the scenes and were planning to trouble you." Michael panted heavily and looked at Neville uneasily.

   "Don't worry, it's just a punishment at most." Neville didn't think so.

   "No, they seem to believe that the matter of Dumbledore's Army has something to do with you." Michael expressed his concerns: "If they also use Veritaserum on you..."

   Several people present couldn't help but frown. If they really used Veritaserum, they might not be able to hide the matter of Dumbledore's Army, and all participants would be unlucky because of it.

"Perhaps, I should disappear for a while." Neville was silent for a moment, then suddenly said, "If I disappear directly, and Dumbledore's army subsides and goes underground, I don't think the Death Eaters will continue to target us. .”

   Everyone present looked at Neville in unison, surprised by his choice.

   "Are you really going to...drop out?"

  Ernie couldn't help but widen his eyes, swallowed and looked at Neville, as if surprised by his choice.

   "I didn't want to come to Hogwarts in the first place." Neville comforted, "It's just that Mr. Anderson wanted someone to come and organize Dumbledore's Army, so I returned to school."

  Everyone was silent.

   "Let's leave it at that, it should be enough for everyone to calm down." Neville acted very calmly, so calm that it made others feel unbelievable.

   Neville was so calm for a reason.

  Fred had told him that if Hogwarts really couldn't stay, they would be responsible for pulling him out of the school.

"We got together and re-established Dumbledore's Army to teach everyone the defense against the dark arts, so that everyone has the ability to protect themselves." Neville said softly, "If we have the level of Aurors, we can easily overthrow Sneaker. Pu, kick them out of Hogwarts..."

   "You are indeed here." Seamus opened the door and walked in, panting and looking at the people inside, he said, "Carlo and Parkinson are looking for you everywhere, and even almost clashed with Professor McGonagall."

   "Oh, I already know." Neville said calmly.

   "How can you be so calm." Seamus was almost driven mad, "They won't let you go easily, what should we do now."

   "I plan to disappear for a while." Neville said calmly.

   "What do you mean, you plan to hide in the Room of Requirement directly?" Seamus was astonished.

   "That's probably what it means. You can talk to Professor McGonagall." Neville looked at Seamus and said, "No problem!"

   "But... you really don't want to go..."

"Anyway, I didn't intend to come to Hogwarts." Neville suddenly thought of something, "At that time, you can seize the opportunity to spread some bad rumors outside, for example, I have actually been persecuted by Death Eaters and so on. , I believe that no one wants their children to be in danger at Hogwarts."

  Everyone was dumbfounded by Neville's flamboyant thoughts.

   "Are you really going to do that?"

   "It's better to add some trouble to them, so that they don't have the heart to trouble other people." Neville thought his idea was really good.

   "Okay, I'll talk to Professor McGonagall." Seamus agreed.

   Playing missing is really easy to use.

   There was nothing the despondent Death Eaters could do about it, of course they knew Neville was hiding, and probably in the Room of Requirement, but they just couldn't get in.

   So angry!

   For this reason, they sent people to watch the Room of Requirement 24 hours a day, waiting for Neville himself to come out and throw himself into the trap.

   After several days of no progress, people are dismayed to find that there is no movement in the Room of Requirement.

  Neville Longbottom really disappeared?

   Various versions of the story began to spread in the school. Some people said that Neville was actually captured by the Death Eaters, others said that Neville was killed by the enraged Death Eaters, and some people even gave Neville's eulogy in the hall.

  The disappearance of Neville once again made the whole of Hogwarts into a mess.

   "What the **** are you doing?"

   After hearing what Seamus said, Professor McGonagall had a wonderful expression on his face.

   "He said he never planned to study at Hogwarts from the very beginning." Seamus shrugged, indicating that Neville himself meant

   "So, where is Mr. Longbottom?" Professor McGonagall asked with a frown.

   "He has left Hogwarts."

   "How did he leave Hogwarts?" Professor McGonagall seemed to think of something.

   "I don't know about this either. It seems that Mr. Anderson sent someone to pick up Neville." Seamus lied.

  Neville is still in the Room of Requirement, studying Defense Against the Dark Arts every day. As for food and water, there are naturally ways to send them in through other means.

   "Albert." McGonagall asked twitchingly: "So, Albert made all this up?"

"No, Mr. Anderson just wants us to receive Defense Against the Dark Arts training, but others... they want to drive the Death Eaters out of the school." Seamus was a little embarrassed talking about this, because he also supported the overthrow of Snape, The one that drove the Death Eaters out of Hogwarts.

   "Okay, Mr. Finnigan, I already know about this matter." Professor McGonagall stopped Seamus from continuing, "This matter is caused by Mr. Anderson, understand?"

   Seamus nodded in confusion.

"Only Mr. Anderson is not afraid of Death Eaters, and it's good for everyone to learn some defense against the dark arts, but it's unwise to fall out with Death Eaters now." Professor McGonagall sighed, He explained helplessly, "As long as the mysterious man is still alive, we will never be able to drive the Death Eaters away, so don't make things so messed up, it won't do you any good."

  (end of this chapter)