None of the torches were lit on the walls of the corridor at night, and their current position could be discerned by the moonlight falling from the window, but when they walked down the dungeon, the only source of light was Snape's wand.

But this situation did not last long, as Snape had already arrived at the office in the dungeon with Lawrence,

"I said, how could you be so stupid?" After closing the door, Snape leaned back in his chair and asked unceremoniously,

"If you mean, why didn't I send those Ministry of Magic officials to the hospital room before Umbridge could speak," Lawrence replied coldly, "It was my fault, I apologize."

"......" Snape's eyes jumped,

"I'm curious, Professor," Lawrence continued without waiting for Snape to get angry, "The members of the Order of the Phoenix have either been kicked out of school or injured, will you be next?"

"That's not something you should be thinking about, Rovander." Snape's dark eyes hinted dangerously,

"Of course, maybe Professor Dumbledore has already thought about it," Lawrence quipped, "Voldemort wouldn't want to lose information about the school, and Selwyn probably wouldn't have counted his favorite teacher?"

To Lawrence's surprise, Snape made a look he had never seen before, not surprised or angry, but as if he had seen something of interest,

"Perhaps—" Snape closed his eyes and said in a lazy tone, "that's what Professor Dumbledore wanted."

"So...... Tell me about the other thing Professor Dumbledore wishes for, Professor Dumbledore told you or Professor McGonagall if I found anything strange," Lawrence spread his hands, "I noticed that someone was using the Room of Requirement."

"Is that the room where you're having a boring party?" Snape opened his eyes and asked,

"Yes," Lawrence didn't bother to correct Snape's words, he continued, "I had been squatting there all day, until I had just come downstairs, and the room was being used."

"I wonder what Selwyn is planning," Lawrence was really tired, and he simply finished it all in one go, "and that room is in use, I'm not sure there's a connection."

Snape nodded, then waved his hand again, signaling that Lawrence could get out of the way if he was okay,

When Lawrence returned to the Gryffindor saloon, he was surprised to find that there were still many students in the saloon at three o'clock in the morning.

"Yes, I don't know the situation yet," Lawrence patiently answered their questions, even though he was tired, "Madam Pomfrey said leave it to him, I'm sure it'll be fine."

"I agree with you, Lee," Lawrence said to Lee, who was yelling at the Ministry of Magic officials to throw them in Azkaban, "but Umbridge endorses those men's actions."

"You've got a general quiz tomorrow," Lawrence said, pointing to Harry and the fifth-graders who hadn't slept, and the junior students like the Creevey brothers, "and you, and you're all going back to the dorm tomorrow for classes and exams."

Some people obediently stepped on the stairs of the dormitory, and some people were too excited to sleep, Lawrence didn't say anything more, and went into the dormitory as soon as he dipped his pillow and fell asleep.

The only thought on his mind before he fell asleep was that it turned out that squatting somewhere to monitor was such a tiring thing, no wonder Mr. Weasley would fall asleep while on a mission,

Lawrence heard a series of short breaths in his sleep, and he thought it was Lee. Jordan's voice, after his head cleared a little, struggled to open his eyes, because he knew that Lee. Jordan, even if he was a prank, wouldn't have put his nose so close to him,

"Good afternoon, Mr. Rovande."

Lawrence's sloppy gaze suddenly cleared up, and in front of him was a house-elf, looking at Lawrence with big eyes, this house-elf had a very distinctive two-puff mustache on his lips,

"Hello, may I ask who you are?" Lawrence sat up from the bed, he was still wearing last night's robe, which had become crumpled after a night,

"Master calls me Huck, sir." The house-elf who called himself Huck took a small step back and bowed, and Lawrence noticed that he was not wearing the costume that Hogwarts had prepared for house-elves.

"So, why are you here, Huck?" Lawrence asked, feeling that something was wrong, and tentatively asked, "You don't look like a house-elf at Hogwarts?"

"I'm not a elf here, sir," Huck admitted, drawing closer to Lawrence, "I came to you at the behest of my master."

"Who is your master?" Lawrence's right hand in the bed had already grasped the wand,

"Miss Rose, sir." Huck said this, his slender palm already on Lawrence's shoulder,

At the same time, Lawrence pulled out his clenched wand and poked Huck in the chest, but Hux didn't dodge, and even put his heart to the tip of the wand.

The moment Lawrence was stunned by his reaction, Huck disappeared into Gryffindor's bedroom with Lawrence,

And at the next moment when Lawrence disappeared, Harry with a map of the living point broke into Lawrence's bedroom, and a mixture of surprise and disappointment appeared on his face, looking at the empty room, Harry looked down in disbelief to confirm the disappearing black dot on the map,

But Lawrence didn't know anything about these things, and when Huck appeared with Lawrence, because he was sitting on the bed, so he appeared, Lawrence could only maintain that posture and sit on the ground.

"Good afternoon." Selwyn's voice came from above, Lawrence looked up, and then struggled to his feet, Huck bowed to his master, and stood silently aside, Selwyn reached out to take Huck's raised palm,

It was an empty, nothing-containing room, it wasn't like any Hogwarts classroom that Lawrence remembers, the floor and walls were smooth white marble,

Without waiting for Selwyn to speak, Lawrence swung his wand and drew an arquebus, but after a quick sound, his attack failed, and Selwin and Hack appeared on the other side of the room,

"Can you let me speak?" Selwyn asked, "Looks like you already know where this is?"

Lawrence didn't answer, but turned his wrist and let out several stun spells in succession, and after this attack missed, Lawrence gently kicked the floor, and the thin layer of ice spread all the way,

Selwin and Haq appeared on Lawrence's side, the cold thin ice covered their feet, and it was clear that Lawrence was about to win, but Selwyn was not flustered,

"Winter is over, Rovande." The tip of Selwyn's wand in his right hand bloomed a purple-red flower ball, a beautiful pom-pom composed of countless small fuchsia flowers, scattered on the ground one by one, the ice that froze their movements melted, "Boom, this is the tone of spring, right?"

Lawrence freed up a hand and stirred up a snowstorm, but it only accelerated the fall of the flowers, and it didn't hurt Selwyn at all,

"It's a room with no doors or windows inside, don't try to get out of here, it's a separate space, you can't even send a message with the Patronus Charm," Selwyn quickened his tone as the flowers began to wither at a speed visible to the naked eye, "When it's all over, I'll let Huck let you out."

With a final sound, the house-elf Huck disappeared with his master, and with a sound like glass breaking, the ice crystals that spread throughout the room burst into tiny shiny fragments, and there was nothing left that was swallowed up by a wave of heat.

Lawrence suppressed his anger and looked up at the crystal lamp that glowed from the ceiling, his perception swept over, but he couldn't find any gaps, and the silver Patronus landed beside Lawrence, turning back into a shiny silver smoke,

After a little calming down in the quiet room, he had to admit that Selwyn did take advantage of the blind spots of most wizards, and he knew that Selwyn had the help of a house-elf before Easter.

A wave of chagrin welled up in his chest, and he realized that what he had been proud of didn't work in front of many people,

It is true that he has a considerable degree of strength, but that advantage is not obvious, and it is easy for those who are already well prepared to establish a greater advantage elsewhere and defeat themselves.

And now, Lawrence doesn't even know what Selwyn is planning, he has no ability to resist at all, maybe his only chance to turn the tables today is the moment when the house elf Huck is about to transfer himself, knocking Huck unconscious,

But Selwyn clearly took precautions, and Lawrence guessed that Huck should have accepted the order to fully expose the most vulnerable parts to himself, in which case, even a stun spell would probably kill the house-elf.

Just as Lawrence was reviewing his mistakes, his pocket warmed up, Lawrence was stunned, and he took out a small black leather bag from his pocket, the two-way mirror in it was slightly hot, reminding the holder that someone was looking for him,

"Fleur?" Lawrence shouted into the mirror,

"Lawrence, are you alright?" Fleur was visibly relieved to see Lawrence, and there was far more than one person behind Fleur, everyone was discussing something, but when the link to the two-way mirror was connected, someone immediately stopped the others from talking,

"I'm fine, listen to me," Lawrence said hurriedly, "warn Snape that Selwyn is carrying out a plan, that she's trapped me, and that she seems to think I'm out there to get her in the way."

The picture of the mirror shook for a while, apparently Fleur handed the mirror to someone else,

"She may have succeeded." Remus said in a deep voice, his face a little tired, perhaps because of the full moon,

"What?" Lawrence was stunned,

"Harry and Umbridge have entered the Forbidden Forest," Remus told him, "Snape judged that Harry might have left the school."

"Why?" Lawrence gasped,

"Because of Sirius," Remus sighed, "Voldemort somehow made Harry think Sirius was caught, but we confirmed that Sirius was at a party at some Ministry of Magic."

Lawrence froze, a thought flashing through his mind, could it be because he had taught Harry how to practice that it was because of the relationship he had taught Harry how to practice that Harry's mind was so easily invaded?

"You're okay, Lawrence," Remus didn't notice that Lawrence's expression was wrong, and continued to ask, "Do you know you're trapped there?"

"The Room of Requirement, a 'room without doors and windows,'" Lawrence replied stiffly, "that's how it should have come in...... Maybe I'll have to find a house-elf to come to me, and once inside, I'll probably have to apparition and leave...... But wizards can't ...... at Hogwarts."

"We see, Lawrence, we'll tell someone to find you."

Remus was about to stop talking when there was a cluff of chairs scraping against the floor on the other end of the mirror, and Lawrence asked, as if he had just woken up from a dream,

"You're going now...... Looking for Harry?" Lawrence tried to find Fleur's figure in the mirror, but Remus blinked and silently handed the mirror to Fleur on the side.

Lawrence and Fleur looked at each other through the mirror, looking at Fleur's determined expression, Lawrence suddenly found that maybe he would still be worried, but he should trust her judgment and choice, after all, she is also an excellent witch, and she should not hit her mood at such a moment, maybe at such a moment, there is only one sentence that can be said,

"I love you." Lawrence said that Fleur's blue eyes were as bright as stars, and she smiled sweetly and beautifully.

"I love you too."