It didn't take Alan much thought to know what was going on - more than ninety percent of it was Sirius who piggybacked Ron with him to take Blob with him, and Harry chased after him desperately to save Ron.

But what Eren needed was not this speculation, what he needed now was the approximate location and time of Harry's disappearance, and only through this data could he effectively guess where those two guys were now, and then control the matter in his own hands, instead of being blind and unclear about everything like now.

Fortunately, his current status gives him enough power to intervene in this matter, especially if the professor asked him to come over, it is even more logical for him to intervene in this matter.

It was probably because the news had spread, the whole campus was empty, and it took a long time for Alan to find a prefect who was in a hurry to ask where the professor was, and then hurried over - when he passed, there were two prefects waiting there in all the houses except Hufflepuff, and the four deans were also standing here with nervous expressions, asking about the portrait.

It is said that Harry and them were the last to see this portrait, but before that, this portrait had drunk too much wine with his friends, which caused him to be extremely slurred and speak invertedly, and Professor McGonagall did not get much useful information after asking for a long time, but they knew that Ron first ran out in a panic, as if he was chasing something, and Harry followed Ron directly down the aisle - and no one knew what happened after that.

On this bit of news, it was still this portrait that was said with a wine burp, and it took a long time for people to understand what he meant.

Professor McGonagall's face sank visibly - if Harry were caught in front of them, they would definitely be dealt with harshly, but now was clearly not the time to dwell on this.

She turned her head to look at the prefects who had been called, and her expression was stern: "I think you know what happened now - Harry and Ron are now missing all over the campus, here I need you to form a team to search for them, a team from the same house, if you find something wrong, immediately use magic to send a signal, we will be there immediately." ”

There's no way around it – in an uncertain situation, there's no way to pull the net to search.

That's all that information can do, so that the area of the dragnet can start around the area where the missing person is missing.

Theoretically, this was true, but Alan couldn't help but pat himself on the head - he had forgotten one thing since he hadn't used the artifact for so long, there was still a map of the living spots in his bag!

After scolding himself a few words, Alan directly found an excuse to avoid the prefect who was traveling with him, found a hidden corner and began to search - although the map was dense and difficult to find, after the professors had mobilized everyone, the search became much easier.

Ignoring the crowds in the four lounges, and the prefects and professors searching the various areas, Alan began to search for small dots on the map, but there was nothing.

On the map of the entire school, aside from the scattered searching, there is no small dot marked with Harry at all, let alone Harry, not even Ron, the name of Wormtail. Even if Alan searched again uneasily, there were still no names on the map that should have appeared.

It's a big deal - they're not at school!

It's over, there's no way around it now.

In this case, casting nets to catch fish is useless - neither the prefect nor the professor can search outside the school at the moment.

Things were at an impasse, and Alan slammed his fist into the ground with a bit of resentment - even if he controlled his strength in time, it still caused the slate under his hand to crack through rows of cobwebs.

Now – what to do?

If only he hadn't slept because of overwork, although he knew that even then he wouldn't be able to stop Ron from running out with Harry, but he couldn't stop Allen's thoughts from drifting to this point.

Then, he realized what the problem was.

He was sure to get ahead of time - the unscientific thing of going back in time was magical.

For example, Hermione had such a thing in her hands, and it was a tool that she had specially approved as an honor student.

Phew, after a long time of planning, in the end, you have to rely on such a thing to turn the tables?

But it can't be helped.

He ran straight towards the Gryffindor common room - since the decision had been made, the sooner the better, and then put the trouble out of the way once and for all.

A few minutes later, a slightly gasping Alan appeared next to the Gryffindor common room, asking the prefect guarding the door to call Hermione out - although the other man's eyes were a little strange, Alan had no time to think about it.

After a while of squeezing eyebrows, a worried Hermione appeared at the door of the lounge, when she saw Alan, her eyes lit up obviously, and she ran over quickly, just about to ask Alan if she had found anything, she was grabbed by Alan, and was led into an empty classroom with a confused face.

Without waiting for her to ask the reason in her heart, Alan stared directly at her and asked a strange question.

"I'm sorry Hermione, but I'm having to trouble you at this time - do you have your time-turner with you?"

"Of course, why do you ask this?"

"Something went wrong. Alan smiled wryly and laid out the map—on the top, dots representing the entire Hogwarts crowd were densely packed together.

"Each dot corresponds to a person, however, I looked at it several times and couldn't find Harry's name at all—it meant they had left the school. ”

This speculation made Hermione's face turn white instantly, but she quickly understood Allen's intentions - "Are you going to use the time turner to go back to the time when they disappeared, and then go to find the place where they disappeared?"

"That's right - I'm sure I can handle this well, and if I go back to that time, everything will be solved. ”

"So, what are you waiting for, let's do it!" Hermione fumbled at the collar of her robe, pulling a long, fine gold chain from underneath it.

"We?" Alan shook his head quickly, he didn't intend to let Hermione get involved.

"It has to be us—Alan, I know you can overpay, you just said that afternoon!" Hermione's face was serious, and her eyes were sharp, so that Alan couldn't lie.

"All right—but take care of yourself, and stay behind me in case of danger!" Alan reassured, and then, the gold chain was placed around his and Hermione's necks, and Hermione spun around three times cautiously—school hadn't ended yet, and everything was in time.