v3 Chapter 78： Percy's Reflections

Professor McGonagall looked at the stair rail above her head, and she knew that behind it was the boy named Tom. The scene where she went to pick him up three years ago is still vivid in her mind. If someone told her how this little guy would behave three years later, she would definitely think that person was crazy.

But who would have thought that he would really grow into a reliable wizard in just three years. Professor McGonagall even had a hint of regret: Why is such an excellent little wizard not Gryffindor?

What Tom did just now was more like a Gryffindor prefect! Filius really picked up a good seedling.

With mixed feelings, Professor McGonagall watched the little wizards line up to the auditorium. She knows that now is not the time to sigh "there are talented people in the country", she has more urgent things to do.

Standing on the spiral staircase, she drew out her wand, and suddenly four silver cats jumped out from the tip of the wand, with glasses-like patterns around their eyes. Four silver patron saints swirled around Professor McGonagall, filling the stairs with silver light. The cats rubbed the hem of Professor McGonagall's robe and ran down the stairs, disappearing one by one.

Three of them were running around in Hogwarts Castle, and the other one just ran out of the school and disappeared into the gradually descending night. The three patron saints in the castle each found the other three deans, so when the little wizards of Gryffindor had not been sitting in the auditorium for long, the classmates of Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw and Slytherin They also came in with a puzzled look on their faces.

The fourth Patronus ran all the way to Dumbledore. Before leaving Hogwarts, he explained his whereabouts to Professor McGonagall, so that Professor McGonagall could contact him in the event of an emergency.

Looking at the patron saint slowly dissipating in the air, Dumbledore still recalled the news he had just heard in his mind. There were two figures lying in front of him, their heads were opened, revealing the wrongly coiled brains inside.

During this period of time, Dumbledore has been dealing with the follow-up matters of Fantasy Flower. Although the body of the Dream Flower has been eliminated, the people who have been infected before are still there, and the flower seeds left in their brains are gradually sprouting, so Dumbledore is taking the time to clear them, so as not to cause more damage.

Fortunately, after so many days of hard work, the infected have been emptied by him and the wizard who called himself Evans, and the two in front of him are the last remnants.

"Sirius Black..." A young, handsome and unruly face appeared in his mind. Dumbledore was impressed by the student who came from the Black family but entered Gryffindor House. Thinking of this student, his expression became complicated.

Dumbledore slammed his robe and appeared on the streets of Hogsmeade Village. Fortunately, it was already dusk, and no one noticed that the headmaster of Hogwarts was here.

He quickened his pace and walked quickly towards Hogwarts Castle.

After the four deans settled the students of their respective houses, Dumbledore entered the auditorium. McGonagall and Professor Flitwick closed the doors of the Great Hall as Dumbledore stood in front of the staff.

"The teachers at the school and I will conduct a full search of the castle," Dumbledore looked at all the students and gave his response, "I'm sorry children, you need to spend the night here."

With a wave of his wand, the four long tables flew to the edge of the auditorium, and hundreds of purple sleeping bags appeared on the ground.

"I hope that the prefects can guard the entrance to the auditorium. The president of the male and female student council will take over the management on behalf of the professors. If there is any change, report it to me immediately, and send a ghost to pass the news." He looked at Percy, who was standing aside.

In normal times, Percy, who has been entrusted with important tasks, will definitely be very proud, showing a serious look, but today he just nodded seriously, indicating that he received the order.

He has been reflecting: just at the gate of the academy, why did he pull his hips so much? It was completely overshadowed by the two younger brothers and sisters. He reviewed his performance and felt that he was simply a mediocre clown. He analyzed it again and found that even if there were no two juniors, his response method would never be so appropriate.

You should really think about it! Since becoming the student council president, he has indeed been a little impetuous, Percy thought in his mind. After much thought, he decided that this time the auditorium vigil, he must cheer up and live up to Professor Dumbledore's expectations.

Dumbledore didn't know Percy's inner drama, he just felt that the child seemed to be calmer today. He got off the faculty chair and walked out of the auditorium with the professors. As he passed Ravenclaw's "turf", he remembered something and stopped.

"Excellent coping, excellent amplification spell, twenty points from Ravenclaw." He winked at Tom and Hermione, then left the auditorium, closing the auditorium door.

When the door was closed, chattering discussions sounded in the auditorium. The little wizards of Gryffindor used the fastest speed to tell their friends from other academies what they had just seen - the little wizards of Slytherin, but they pricked up their ears and listened carefully.

"Tom, tell me what happened." Several Ravenclaw little wizards also gathered around, and they didn't care to hear the news that the Gryffindor group had changed their hands. They knew that it was Tom Yodell who stepped forward and managed to get the situation under control.

"I'm ashamed, I only made a small contribution," Tom said modestly, and then told the surrounding students what had just happened.

At this time, Percy's voice urging everyone to sleep in sleeping bags also came from the teaching staff's desk, and Tom escaped from the siege of his classmates and ran to the corner with a sleeping bag.

Seeing Hermione, who also came with a sleeping bag, Tom motioned her to put the sleeping bag next to his own.

"You said, is Blake still in the castle? Professor Dumbledore and they can catch him?" Hermione's mentality had always been a little anxious, but it was difficult to show it. Now that the two of them had the opportunity to be alone, they quickly asked the two most concerned questions in their hearts.

"I think he should have left the castle. I'm not very optimistic about Professor Dumbledore's actions." Tom analyzed a little and came to his own conclusion.

After Sirius's plan to enter the Gryffindor common room failed, knowing that he was wanted, he would definitely evacuate quickly, lest he be captured by the professors who came to hear the news - then he would never be able to achieve revenge in his life. And as Sirius, who was able to escape from Azkaban, how could he be found by the professors?

Too much time had passed since he was engaged in the search and search. Sirius only had to hide in the Forbidden Forest, and no one would be able to find him.

Hermione was even more anxious when she heard Tom's answer.

"So what, I mean fortunately he picked today's dinner time, there are no students in Gryffindor Tower, if-I mean in case he broke in and ran into students again, then maybe It's going to be a tragedy. Someone's going to die!" Hermione said in a low but fast voice.

Tom shook his head, "I think he chose this time when no one was there."

Tom knew that Sirius must be awake. As a Gryffindor, how could he not know that a password is required to enter the Gryffindor common room? So this time, his seemingly reckless and crazy move has only one purpose: to knock the mountain and shake the mouse.

Sirius was unwilling to settle his grievances in the little wizard's dormitory, so he could only find a way to force Peter out of the dormitory. He needs a move big enough to scare Peter Pettigrew into fear. Let him know that he has infiltrated Hogwarts.

That way, Peter Pettigrew would choose to run away—he knew it wasn't hard for Sirius to get the password. When Peter escapes from the dormitory, Sirius can start.

However, due to the lack of information, even Hermione could not guess the truth of the matter. Hearing Tom's conjecture, she widened her eyes in surprise, "But it doesn't make sense, he's not..." She reduced the already very small voice again, so that only Tom, who was very close, could hear it. , "...going to trouble Harry?"

Although the root cause of the incident is unclear, the vast majority of little wizards believe that Sirius escaped to avenge his master, Voldemort.

"No, if Sirius wanted to take revenge on Harry, he would have already figured out a way to escape, so why wait for twelve years? There must be a secret to this matter."

However, Hermione was not very able to accept Tom's statement. She felt it was too far-fetched, so she couldn't help but casually found a statement: "Maybe it's twelve years of preparation for escape from prison."

At this time, a sentence floated not far away: "...he is afraid that he has no concept of time, or he will definitely rush into the auditorium..."

Hermione shuddered.

Tom sensed the fear in Hermione's heart, so he switched positions of himself and Hermione's sleeping bag, placing Hermione's sleeping bag against the wall.

"You sleep inside."

Hermione froze for a moment, pursed her lips, interlaced her fingers, and moved restlessly. After a little thought, she chose to accept Tom's kindness.

"Thank you." She took off her shoes, put them aside, and slipped her clothes into the sleeping bag, then tightened the zipper, leaving only one head out.

At this time, the classmates on the side were also chatting with their friends, and they were only curious about one thing: how did Blake get in.

The answers are varied. Some say he Apparated, some said he flew in, and others thought he was good at disguising himself. Hannah Abbott of Hufflepuff decided that Sirius could be turned into a bunch of bushes.

"I don't think many of them have read Hogwarts: A School History," Tom said to Hermione across from him after getting into his sleeping bag. He turned to his side and slept opposite Hermione.

"Yeah, Hogwarts can't Apparate, the Dementors at the entrance can see through all disguises, and Filch has sealed off all secret passages..."

The discussion around them became more and more lively. The enchanted ceiling is no different from the real sky, and with the breeze coming from nowhere, the refuge in the auditorium this time is like camping. It can be heard that this kind of "team building" activity is very popular with young wizards.

However, the discussion was ended by Percy. He shouted, "Get ready to sleep!" and ordered everyone to get into their sleeping bags and get ready to rest.

Hearing Percy say this, Hermione closed her mouth too. But she looked at Tom, who was less than thirty centimeters away from her, and pouted.

Tom arched his body hard, leaned in front of Hermione, and pecked Hermione's lips lightly.

"Good night~"

"Good night."

Tom looked at Hermione with her eyes closed, at her quivering slender eyelashes, rosy lips, tiny fluffy face and tiny nose. Tom's heart beat faster.

Suddenly, Hermione opened her eyes, "Broken, Crookshanks is still in the lounge, I should have brought it down..."

"It can take care of itself, and you don't always take it with you, do you?"

Hermione closed her eyes again. But this time, she stretched out a hand from the sleeping bag, and Tom stretched out a hand from the sleeping bag, and the two held their hands tightly together.

The sleeping bags of the little wizards filled the auditorium, but there was a large open space at the entrance of the auditorium. It was the most empty place in the entire auditorium. The other little wizards kept their distance from here subconsciously. Only Percy took the initiative to walk here with a sleeping bag.

"Lights out!" Percy exclaimed, and placed his sleeping bag at the door of the auditorium, so that even if Sirius Black wanted to sneak in through the door and mutilate his classmates, he would be the first to warn him.

Percy thought he had made up his mind.

However, all his preparations were in vain. Tonight is Christmas Eve, and the students did not even see the shadow of Sirius. Waking up early in the morning, Percy, with his ragged hair and two dark circles under his eyes, felt like he was punched in the air. He almost slept all night last night, and only slept in a daze when it was almost dawn. two hours.

It's not his fault either, because every hour a teacher shows up in the auditorium to make sure everything is fine here. Under such disturbance Percy, who was blocking the door, would be damned if he could fall asleep.

When he opened the door for the first time, he almost jumped up to warn him that if Snape hadn't shot quickly and was proficient in silent spells, the whole school would have been woken up by Percy.

After doing this a few times, Percy simply stopped sleeping and sat directly at the door guarding the door.

What is certain is that there are countless people without sleep tonight, and most of the little wizards didn't fall asleep until more than two in the morning. But Tom was not among them. He and Hermione slept very deeply and soundly.

At three in the morning, Professor Dumbledore entered the auditorium again, followed by Snape.

They patrolled the auditorium, and Percy moved, but in the end did not get up, choosing to remain at the door.

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