The Shadowless Spell is a special form of black magic that normally requires the use of special spells to heal wounds.

That said, if Snape hadn't been there that day, Malfoy might have actually died.

At least Harry couldn't use a powerful spell at the time, and by the time he called someone, Malfoy might have been dead.

Snape saved Malfoy, and he saved Harry, and this is the real Snape.

But it was useless to talk to Harry about it at this point, he was now hating Snape as much as he hated the confinement, and the confinement every Saturday took up the little time he had with Ginny, which made him resentful, even more than ever.

In fact, Harry had often wondered if Snape knew about it lately.

Because he kept Harry locked up longer and longer, and deliberately mentioned that Harry had missed out on the beautiful weather and the opportunities it bringed.

Snape may have known about this, and deliberately used confinement to prevent him from being with Ginny.

At this moment, Jimmy Perks appeared next to the three of them with a roll of parchment in his hand.

"The headmaster asked me to bring this to you both, I just met him downstairs. Jimmy handed the parchment to Aven.

"Thank you, Jimmy!" Evan said, unfolding the parchment in his hand, and Harry awoke from his painful musings and leaned over curiously, "Well, Dumbledore wants us to go to his office now, the sooner the better." ”

"Oh my God, isn't he ...... There's progress in that magic!" said Harry, glancing cautiously at Jimmy's back.

"Quite possibly. Evan replied, which meant they were leaving for Azkaban tonight.

That's good news, and if he continues to be laid-back, he may be tempted to do something.

"Let's go, Harry, and go to the Headmaster!" Evan said, turning his head to Ron, "If Hermione and Elaine come back in a moment, remember to tell the two of them so they don't have to wait for me to sleep." ”

Ron nodded, looked at Evan and Harry, who had gotten up and left, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything.

He stood alone in front of the fireplace, the fire pulsing, stretching his shadow longer and longer until it twisted.

Evan and Harry walked out of the common room and scurried down the eighth floor, whispering about it as they went.

Harry was so excited about the adventure that was about to come that his body was shaking.

Evan was fine, he was a little curious about what he would encounter in Azkaban, and what power did the evil god's brain have?

If his brain had kept his mind alive, he might have met the despicable Helmpo himself in a moment!

A famous dark wizard thousands of years ago, who only existed in legends.

They didn't meet anyone on the way, except for Peeves flying in the middle of the hallway, with a large box of chalk in his hand, and without hesitation, threw it at them with all his might, then giggled and fled before Evan and Harry could fight back.

I don't know what medicine Peeves took the wrong tonight, he usually doesn't dare to provoke Aven.

Maybe something unfortunate had happened that made him so happy that he got a little carried away.

After Peeves vanished, silence returned to the hallway.

It was getting late, fifteen minutes before the curfew bell was struck, and most of the people were already back in the common room.

At that moment, both Evan and Harry heard a scream and a bang coming from a nearby hallway.

"What sound?"

"Looks like someone has fallen!"

They stopped, and Harry, dazed, looked down the hallway, but the darkness was darker.

A ball of light flew from the end of Aven's wand, and they noticed it was Professor Trelawney.

She fell to the floor, her head covered by one of her many shawls, several sherry bottles scattered aside, one shattered.

"Professor......

"She doesn't look like she's drinking less, are you okay?" Evan and Harry helped Professor Trelawney up, and though they didn't like her too much, thinking she was a liar, they wouldn't let her lie on the ground.

"What's wrong with you? Why do you want a ......?"

"Hello, my child!" said Professor Trelawney at once, her voice piercing, and she did not seem to notice who had helped her up, "I was just walking alone, thinking of some ominous sign that I happened to catch a glimpse......

Evan and Harry looked at each other, and both sighed weakly.

Sure enough, it's that set again, can't it be changed to a little new word?

Harry winked at Aven and motioned for them to leave, but Aven hesitated and looked at the still indignant Trelawney, unsure if she would make some shocking predictions, but it didn't look like it.

If it was just an ominous sign, he was not interested in hearing it.

Harry lit his wand as well, and it was only then, by the glow of his wand, that he noticed where they were standing: a tapestry of trolls dancing on the right, a smooth, hard stone wall on the left, and a ...... hidden behind it

"Professor, did you just want to enter the Room of Requirement?"

"A sign from God, ominous is approaching, and we ...... Well, what are you talking about?" Professor Trelawney was stunned for a moment, her gaze suddenly becoming a little evasive, as if she had just seen Evan and Harry beside her, "Oh, it's the two of you!"

"Did you just want to go in?" Harry said again.

"Well, I, um, I didn't know the students knew ...... too"

"Not everybody knows about it, but the two of us happen to know about it. ”

"What's wrong? We heard you scream, it sounded like you're hurt......"

"I, um......" Professor Trelawney said, warily wrapping herself around her shawl and staring down at Evan and Harry with her eyes that had magnified several times over, "I would have liked to, ah, store some, uh, personal belongings in the Room of Requirement......"

Her voice was slurred, muttering something "vicious accusation."

"But you didn't get in, there's someone inside!" said Aven, what Malfoy was doing in there at this time?!

Evan had seen that Malfoy wasn't very quick to repair the Vanishing Cabinet, and he had a few key questions that he hadn't figured out, but if he had figured them out from Voldemort or the other Death Eaters, the rest would have been pretty straightforward.

"No, I'm in!" said Professor Trelawney, "and when I came, the door was open, but there were people inside. ”

"You're in!" Harry suddenly became agitated, "You saw someone inside, who was it?!"

"I don't know, I haven't seen it!" Professor Trelawney said, looking a little frightened by Harry's eager questioning, "I went into the house and heard someone's voice, which I had hidden all these years...... I've never touched this room before.