Chapter 32: A Night in the Great Hall

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"You'll be in luck!" said a hoarse voice. It was Peeves, a pesterman, who jumped over the heads of the crowd, and looked happy, seeing the sight of destruction and sorrow, as he had always been.

"What do you mean by that, Peeves?" Dumbledore asked calmly. Peeves' smile faded a little. He didn't dare laugh at Dumbledore.

He instead adopted a slick tone, which sounded better than the hoarse.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Headmaster. I don't want to be seen. She was a mess. I saw her running past the landscape painting on the fifth floor, sir, hiding among the trees, crying and saying something terrible. He said happily. "Poor thing. He added, but he didn't mean to pity anyone else.

"Did she tell who did it?" asked Dumbledore quietly.

"Oh, that's it, Professor. Peeves said, as if he was holding a big bomb in his arms.

"She wouldn't let him in, and he was very annoyed, you know. Peeves somersaulted in the air, grinning at Dumbledore from between his own legs. "He's got a bad temper, Sirius Black. ”

Professor Dumbledore called all the Gryffindor students back to the Great Hall, and ten minutes later, the Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw, Slytherin, and other students arrived, all of whom looked confused.

"The faculty and I are going to conduct a thorough search of the castle," Professor Dumbledore said to the students, as Professor McGonagall and Flitwick closed all the doors to the Great Hall, "for your own safety, I think you may have to spend the night here." I asked the prefects to stand guard at the entrance to the auditorium, and the boys and girls student council presidents remained in the auditorium to take charge of the administration. Report anything to me immediately," he added to Percy of Gryffindor, who looked like an important person proudly, "find a ghost to bring me a message." ”

Professor Dumbledore paused and was about to leave the Great Hall, then said, "Oh, by the way, you're going to need ......" and with a random wave of his wand, the long tables flew to the edge of the Great Hall and stood against the wall, and with another wave, the floor was covered with hundreds of purple sleeping bags.

"Sleep well. Professor Dumbledore said that he had slammed the door shut as he went out.

Immediately the auditorium erupted in an excited buzz of voice: the Gryffindor students were busy telling the other students what had just happened, and they were the most popular in the school.

"Everybody's in sleeping bags!" Percy shouted, "Quick, no one speaks!

"Come on. Ron told Harry and Hermione and Vio that they had grabbed four sleeping bags and were going to hide in the corner.

But then Professor Snape didn't know how to find them, he glared at Vio sternly, cleared his throat and said, "I don't think your eyes are bad enough to need a color identification potion, don't you know where the silver green is?"

"Oh, I know, Professor. Vio bit his lip and winked at Harry, then took a sleeping bag from Ron's hand and headed for Slytherin.

Snape stared at her for a moment, only after she had laid her sleeping bag next to her Slytherin classmates, and then briskly left to look around.

At this time, Harry, Hermione, and Ron picked up their sleeping bags and bent down to cover their clothes as much as they could, and walked towards the Gryffindor House boundary closest to VIO, where they set up their sleeping bags, preferably at the edge of the Gryffindor student body, next to VIO.

"Did you say Blake was still in the castle?" asked Hermione anxiously whispered.

Dumbledore clearly thought so. Ron said.

"Why does it have to be Blake?" Vio still couldn't believe that she thought her aunt would have lost a dog at home for no reason, and she didn't write to tell Vio.

"It's our luck that he chose to come tonight, you know?" said Hermione, as the four of them slipped into their sleeping bags and folded their upper bodies on their elbows to talk.

"He's got a crush on me, he's going to kill me," Harry said, but one thing puzzled him: "Neither of us is in the tower tonight......"

"I guess he's running out because he's been on the run," Ron said, "and I didn't expect it to be Halloween." Otherwise, he wouldn't have broken in. ”

Hermione shuddered.

The people around them were all asking each other the same question: "How did he get in?"

"Maybe he knows how to sneak," said a Ravenclaw student a few feet away, "from thin air." You know. ”

"Probably put it in. A fifth-grader at Hufflepuff House said.

"Or else it flew in. Dean Thomas said.

"Poof. Xiao Luo laughed beside him. Vio also rolled his eyes silently in his heart.

"Honestly, am I the only one who hasn't been afraid to read Hogwarts, a piece of school history?" Hermione said to them.

"Probably. Ron said, "Why?"

"Because this castle is not only protected by walls, you know," said Hermione, "and the castle has all kinds of magic cast to prevent outsiders from sneaking in. You can't get in. And I'd like to see what kind of costume can fool the Dementors. These guys guard every entrance. If he flies in, they'll see it too. And Filch knows all the secret passages, and they will seal them all!"

"Now the lights out!" Percy's voice suddenly rang out around them, "I want everyone to go into their sleeping bags and stop talking!"

Several Ravenclaw students muttered a few words.

All the candles went out at once.

The only light now came from the silver ghosts, who roamed around, talking solemnly to the prefects.

The enchanted ceiling is like the sky outside, full of stars.

In this case, and the auditorium was still full of whispers, everyone felt as if they were sleeping outdoors in the breeze.

Every hour, a teacher shows up in the auditorium to see if everything is okay. At about three o'clock in the morning, many of the students finally fell asleep, and at this point, Professor Dumbledore entered.

He seems to be looking around for Percy, who creeps between his sleeping bags to tell whoever is talking. As Vio was closing her eyes and thinking about what was going on, she was hit on the knee, she rolled over a little farther away, and then her back was slapped again.

That's when she reacted. Then she turned around again, and it was Harry calling out to her. Ron and Hermione also moved, indicating that they were still awake.

Percy wasn't far from them, and they quickly pretended to be asleep.

At this time, Dumbledore's footsteps were getting closer. (To be continued.) )