Chapter 42: Beating Willow

The two people who applied the [Illusion Technique] didn't even show their faces, so they took away the wooden box so easily.

From the time he started to the time when all three of Harry fell to the ground, it took less than five seconds, and it was as simple as that.

But it's a strange thing if you have to deal with a few children. The three Harry, who had not yet experienced the test of danger, were just the most ordinary children, and they could not be asked to be on the verge of vigilance.

"It's so easy, it's unbelievable, until Zuihou I thought it was their trap!"

In the darkness, Draco spoke of his surprise in an aria-like voice, and as a Slytherin with a reputation for caution, he could hardly imagine that someone would be unprepared to smuggle a living dragon.

Hearing Draco's sigh, Sephiroth said amusedly, "Not everyone is going to be educated like we were from a young age, so that's the difference between an elite and a commoner. Actually, I think they've been careful enough. ”

Draco nodded knowingly, indeed all his friends were the descendants of pure-blood wizards, and almost every friend had received various elite education since childhood, almost making him think that everyone else should be like this, to the point where he forgot that those Gryffindor imps were not the kind of people who would have attachment and pride in their family.

Slytherin, who has shouldered the honor of the family since he was a child and grew up under the expectations of his father, is always like a clock with a chain tightened, accurate to the minute and second.

"That's true, but Weishenme didn't just snatch their invisibility cloak away?"

Draco was a little dissatisfied, how could that kind of high-end invisibility cloak be affordable for those poor bastards in Gryffindor, there was definitely something wrong with the way it came from.

"The Cloak of Invisibility is a family heirloom of the Potter family. Even if he stabbed Dumbledore with the little dragon, he would have nothing to say, but it was different with the invisibility cloak, Dumbledore would definitely do something to us. ”

The priorities of the matter, which ones could not be moved, Sephiroth could see clearly.

Xiaolong was originally a stolen object, and taking it away was a small favor for Dumbledore, but Dumbledore, a fetish like an invisibility cloak, would never allow them to touch his hands.

The most likely thing is that the moment they take the cloak, Dumbledore will intervene.

The night wasn't long, and while the professors at Hogwarts wouldn't be patrolling the dormitories like some schools do, Sephiroth and the others would have to be back in the dormitories this morning.

After all, every portrait is the eyes and ears of the principal.

Hagrid's hut was on the edge of the Forbidden Forest, not too far from where the Willow was located, and the box had been cast with a levitation charm that didn't require Sephiroth to carry it, so it didn't take a few minutes to arrive.

A wooden box that floated and moved by itself in the dim moonlight came strangely under the beating willow.

"[Fluorescent flicker]."

Holding his wand and flashing it with [fluorescent flash] at a special frequency in the open space out of the reach of the beating willow, Sephiroth and Draco stood silently in place and waited.

Soon, they received a response.

The croaking of frogs one after another makes people feel like they are on the edge of a pond in summer.

It's a code.

The correct code, and after receiving a response, Draco and Sephiroth relaxed slightly.

After a squirming sound, two black-robed wizards emerged from under the beating willows. Unexpectedly, the beating willow did not dance its thousands of tentacles to hit people, but seemed to be half asleep quietly.

However, this is also a matter of course, after all, most of these adult wizards are also students of Hogwarts, and they have probably dealt with the beating willow for a long time. How to deal with beating willows, you should know it when you were a student.

"Daddy? Or Crabbe and Uncle Goyle? Is it possible to keep this dragon at home? ”

Draco greeted him immediately, and sure enough, he still wanted to keep the dragon in his home.

"Don't talk about that kind of thing yet, hurry up and complete the exchange. Anyway, no matter where you put this guy, just don't forget my share, give me 30 liters of blood and dragon scales every year. ”

Moonlight panicked, what Sephiroth wanted most now was to throw the hot potato in his hand, anyway, what he needed was not a living dragon.

"Yes! Anyway, we can't stay in this kind of place for too long. ”

The leader seemed to reach out and interrupt what Draco was about to say, directing his companion to drag the wooden box containing Noble up.

"You guys go back first, just leave it to us here."

After saying that, the black-robed wizard turned around and got into the hole that came out, and soon disappeared without a trace.

“……”

Draco was silent for a while, reluctant to send the dragon away, and then he honestly followed Sephiroth towards the castle.

Ah, yes!

They seemed to have forgotten one thing, it had taken less than five minutes from the time they attacked Harry to the time they saw the dragon away. In such a short period of time, Harry and they would definitely not be able to recover, so he told the professor to grab the bag and give Gryffindor a few points, just in time to give out the frustration of having to send the little dragon away.

At Hogwarts late at night, everyone is basically asleep. Except for a few people, no one else will go out at this time.

Squib Filch, who is a late-night patrolman, accompanies his cat, Mrs. Loris. However, a mere squib can't even use a single magic, and it is difficult to catch those students who go out at night.

Poor Filch, Draco and Sephiroth were walking past him in the bright light, but he didn't notice it.

"Squib—"

Sad words flowed out of the mouth as sighs.

But obviously as a member of the wizards, some people will become squibs? Obviously, everyone theoretically has a certain amount of magic, right.,As you get older.,Even if you're a person with little magic.,Zuihou magic will be enriched a little bit.,On the other hand.,It's clear that there should be magic but can't use magic.,Maybe the squib itself is worth studying.。

Ignoring him for the time being, they walked all the way down the corridor and pushed away the portrait of the cellar, and Sephiroth and the others returned safely to the cellar.

Relying on his own favor, Draco was responsible for disturbing the professor in the middle of the night.

Wake up Professor Snape from his dream, this kind of thing is not something that everyone has the courage to do, even in Slytherin House.

Especially when I think of Professor Snape being woken up, staring at him with empty but cold eyes, and the way he sprays venom from his mouth, just thinking about it can wake people up in the middle of the night.

Glancing at Draco, who was rushing to tell the whistle, Sephiroth turned and went back to his room to rest.

At dawn the next day, Sephiroth came out of the room to find many Slytherin students gloating about something. After a little inquiry, as expected, everyone was talking about how many points Harry Potter, the savior of Gryffindor, deducted for Gryffindor.

"Ah~ It's really helpful, it's 150 points less at once, and Gryffindor is really at the bottom again this year."

"yes, I heard that I was caught by Professor Snape near the Forbidden Forest during a night trip in the middle of the night. Regardless of leaving the dormitory in the middle of the night and running out of the castle, according to me, they should be fired directly. ”

"Haha, that's it! I was a little disappointed that Potter didn't make it to Slytherin, but now that I look - thankfully, I thank you so much for not making it to Slytherin! ”

Crowds of students were talking about another feat of Harry Potter, and on the way to class, Sephiroth found that it was not only Slytherin gloating this time, but even the other two houses, and even Gryffindor House, were a bit at odds with Harry Potter.

Whenever he saw the Harry Potter trio hurrying by with their heads down, as if they had stuck their heads in the sand and pretending not to hear their surroundings, Draco would hahadaxiao with triumphantness, whistle and applaud.

Harry Potter and their lives were not good, and under the silent silence and rejection of everyone, Harry almost had the idea of dropping out of school. However, Harry and Ron were troublemakers, and after a few days, the two of them were less embarrassed.

But Hermione is different, she has always tried to fit in with this group, and every time she is in class, she actively raises her hand to speak to add points to Gryffindor, but this time there is such a big mistake, and her classmates are full of disgust when they look at her, which makes Hermione very sad.

Obviously, she added far more than 50 points to Gryffindor this semester, but these people could only see that she deducted so many points for the house at one time, and forgot that most of these points were originally earned by Hermione for the house.

As a result, the sad Hermione became silent and depressed, and went back and forth between the classroom, the library, and the dormitory every day. Even when she was in class, she buried her head in the book to avoid the blaming eyes of the classmates around her, and never raised her hand to answer.

"Damn, it's definitely Draco's doing!"

Privately, when the trio got together, Ron had scolded him with hatred, but what was the use, anyone would do it with hindsight.

"Don't talk about it, anyway, we've already deducted a full 150 points from Gryffindor......"

Hermione was sad, her voice was crying, and from her red, swollen eyes, she hadn't had a good night's sleep these days.

"But it's not fair! Malfoy must have been on a night tour too, and definitely more than one person—"

Harry had never felt so wronged, not as angry as he was now when he was locked up in that dark, cramped cupboard by his aunt every birthday.

Harry felt like a fire was burning in his heart, a fire that was just wrapped in a thin layer of ice, and with a little stimulation, it would completely explode.

But the loss has already been done, and regret is useless. Harry swore to himself that he would never meddle again, never sneak around again, never spy on anything more, and be an honest and good student.

Moreover, not only did they deduct points, they also lost Xiaolong.

Harry and the others didn't even dare to visit Hagrid to tell him the truth, and until now Hagrid still believed that Harry had been discovered by the professor because they had taken Noble away on his behalf.

How disappointed Hagrid would have been if he had known that they had lost Noble!