They hurriedly finished their breakfast and walked back from the auditorium. It is a long way from the castle to the north tower.

Although they had been at Hogwarts for two years, they still hadn't been to the castle before, they had never been to the North Tower before, and without Yolanda to lead the way, the two of them were in a daze.

"There will definitely be a shortcut."

Reglous gasped as they climbed the eighth flight of the staircase to an unfamiliar platform where there was nothing but a large painting on the stone wall showing a meadow.

"I guess I should go this way."

Sevrous said as he looked down the passage to the right.

"Impossible,"

Reglous said, "This is the south, look, from the window you can see a corner of the lake......"

Sevrous was looking at the painting.

A fat, fat, dark gray pony had just jumped onto the grass with ease and was grazing as if nothing had happened.

It had been common for Harry to wander around with objects in Hogwarts drawings and leave the frame to visit each other, but he was always willing to observe them.

After a few moments, a stocky knight in armor enters the frame with a loud noise, looking for his pony.

Judging by the grass stains on his metal knees, he had just fallen off his horse.

"Aha!"

He shouted, seeing Sevrous and Reglous, "Who is the scoundrel who dares to trespass into my private domain?" Do you even laugh at my accidental wrestling? Draw your sword, you scoundrels, dogs! ”

They were amazed to see the little knight draw his sword from its sheath and begin to swing it violently, jumping up and down in rage.

But the sword was too long for him, and the unusually large move threw him off balance, and he fell face down on the grass.

"Go back, you nasty braggarts, go, you rascal!"

The knight took hold of the sword again, and propped himself up with it, but it was plunged deep into the grass, and he could not pull it out, despite all his might.

At last he had to sit down on the grass with a pop, push his visor up, and wipe his sweaty face.

"Listen,"

Sevrous said as the knight was exhausted, and became impatient with the Gryffindor-like knight, "We're looking for the North Tower. You don't know how to get around, do you? ”

"Seek!"

The knight's anger seemed to disappear at once.

He stood up and shouted, "Come, follow me, dear friends, we will find our goal, or we will die bravely in the charge!" ”

He went to draw the sword again, but without success, and tried to step on the fat pony, but did not succeed, so he cried out, "Then on foot, two gentlemen and this lady, forward, forward!" ”

So he ran to the left side of the frame with a loud bang, and then disappeared.

They hurried down the hallway to follow him, following his cries.

Every now and then they saw him running past a painting in front of them.

"Be brave, there's worse ahead!"

The knight cried out loudly, and they saw him appear again in front of a group of frightened women in lined skirts, their portraits hanging on the wall of a narrow spiral staircase.