Brandi wanted to have a casual conversation with the two funny big guys, Royd Reesca, but he almost opened his mouth to speak, only to realize that the character he was playing now didn't seem to be familiar with them. So he hurriedly changed his words, and under the suspicious eyes of the two gargoyles, he dragged his suitcase and trotted into the corridor.

Dumbledore hadn't told himself the password for the Gryffindor Tower, but that didn't mean he had forgotten. When Brandy arrived at the fat lady he hadn't seen for a long time, he picked out the letter that Dumbledore had mixed into, and found a yellowish note with a password written on it on the back of the thick envelope. It was so similar in color to the envelope that Brandi didn't notice it at first glance.

He peeled off the note and read it softly:

"The password is the old man and the sea, shouldn't I let the fat woman read Muggle masterpieces? I always felt like something was wrong with her mind right now. ”

Brandi chuckled softly, and he flipped the note over. There are also some flower characters written on the back. "When you've thought it through, you can complete it – no matter what you fill out at the end, the letter still works."

…… This made Brandi inquisitive, and the questions in his head popped up one after another like fireworks. Unfortunately, it was clearly not the time to read the letter slowly, he had less than an hour to get back to himself, pack his clothes, leave a note for Harry and them, and then make his way from the eighth floor to the edge of the Forbidden Forest without being noticed.

Hell, why should I endure so many things that I shouldn't have to endure at this age?

He grumbled inwardly, then greeted the fat woman with a smile. The latter looked up from the pages of One Hundred Years of Solitude, as if he hadn't recovered from the storyline.

"The password is the old man and the sea."

"Yes, I love that book too." The fat woman nodded in confusion, revealing the doorway behind her. "Muggle stories are funny, aren't they- huh? Wait a minute, this young lady? Aren't you a Ravenclaw student? ”

Ignoring the fat woman's backlash, Brandy slid in with his luggage (the robes and ties were Ravenclaw special for Dumbledore), and he hurried up the spiral staircase and pushed open the door to his dormitory.

"Well, that's ......"

Thinking of the fragrant dormitory when he lived with Qiu Zhang, Brandi suddenly wanted to go back to Beauxbatons.

Of course, that's just what he thought.

What made him feel familiar was that the dormitory was still as messy as before, littered with books, parchment rolls, and quills. Harry's suitcase was open, and a pair of soft black trousers protruded from it, and next to it was a pair of socks on the ground that God knows if they weren't worn. The inkwell on Ron's desk had forgotten to close the lid and was pressed against the parchment underneath by the spell book, writing and drawing numbers, which looked like a ledger of income and expenditure—

Merlin was on top, and Brandi swore to God that he really was just a little cheap.

'HP My Male God Friends - Photo Deposit, 1 Galleon 21 Sico'

Ginny's photo is from you!

…… In a sense, you've had a hard time, Harry.

Brandi wiped the corners of his eyes in a mock manner, picked up the quill next to him and wrote a dangerous statement on the ledger, "I saw it, bribe me", and then threw down the pen, gloatingly stepped over the scurrying Levle and came to his bedside.

He had taken the suitcases with him because he had gone to Beauxbatons, so the textbooks and clothes had to be piled up on the bed and covered with curtains. But what he didn't expect was that after more than a month, there was no dust on it, and the clothes were neatly folded, exuding the smell of sunshine.

Brandi frowned and reminisced for a long time, never remembering that the castle also provided housekeeping services such as cleaning beds regularly and helping students dry their clothes. Could it be Dumbledore? But would he be so caring?

But it was a good thing, at least he didn't have to wear musty clothes to Hagrid's house.

When he stood in the corner of the fitting mirror in a refreshed state, Brandi, who had changed back into his clothes, was refreshed all over his body...... Except for the thick hairy hair, it will take a few days to slowly retract, and the rest of the place looks like it has completely returned to a normal man!

Speaking of which, have your pectoral muscles grown a little longer? It seems that dragging such a large piece of meat around every day seems to be beneficial...... Brandi stood in front of the mirror and looked left and right, stinky for a while, before realizing that it was less than twenty minutes before class ended. So he hurriedly stuffed two sets of change of clothes into a suitcase that also contained women's clothes (he could never be so thick-skinned as to leave them in the bedroom), stuffed them to the brim, and found parchment and quills, dipped them in Ron's ink, and hurriedly wrote on them.

"I must go to Hagrid's confinement now, and come to me after dinner with Hermione if I can. Help me ask Harry, I need his Cloak of Invisibility if he doesn't use it lately. ”

Placing the note in the most prominent corner of Ron's desk, Brandi grabbed his suitcase and gestured to leave.

But when he was about to close the door, he suddenly vaguely felt that there was something abnormal in the bedroom.

Like, what's missing?

His gaze swept across the room, but he couldn't find anything out of the ordinary. So he muttered the door and turned to leave the lounge. The only thing left in his mind right now was his only concern - Merlin bless, Hagrid, don't snore when you sleep at night...... Sleepwalking doesn't work either!

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And at this time, Harry and the others were in an extremely awkward atmosphere.

"I say, don't be too upset......" Harry gently poked Ron in the waist as Professor McGonagall turned his back to write on the board, whispering a reassuring sigh of comfort. Banban is an old mouse, and he is really lucky to be able to survive until now. ”

"Yes, you see, the way it dies now can be regarded as the end of its life, and it walks peacefully, isn't it." Seamus and Neville were also on the sidelines, trying to comfort him.

It wasn't very good, though, and Ron hung his head without saying a word, his shoulders twitching from time to time.

After receiving Simo's notice, Harry and Ron rushed back to their dorm room. As their gaze fell on the spotted cage, Ron let out a muffled cry. He lunged over and pulled Spotted out of the cage - its eyes closed, its feet facing the sky, its body stiff and cold.

Apparently already dead.

This devastated Ron, and for the remaining dozens of minutes of his lunch break, he just hugged Spotted, cried quietly under the quilt with his head muffled, and only poked his head out of the quilt when it was time for class.

"Harry, can you bury it with me?"

When he spoke, his voice was hoarse.

The two men left the castle and found a small piece of wasteland at the edge of the field, dug a small pit, and hastily buried the blob in it, and Ron wept as he dug the earth.

"When school first started, it bit Gower for us!" He said miserably, "Do you remember, Harry? ”

"Yes, I remember. Be strong, Ron ......," Harry said.

He hadn't had a pet since he was a kid, and he didn't know what it would be like to lose his beloved pet companion, but just thinking about Hedwig made him feel a little bit of fear. Owls have a much shorter lifespan than humans, and one day, they might run into something like Ron's. So he didn't find it ridiculous or funny because of Ron's weakness.

It's just that it will probably take a long time for Ron to come out of his grief.

That's what Harry thought at the time, and he soon realized he was wrong.

After class, the two of them returned to their dorm room, about to get the textbooks they needed for the Charms class, when Harry heard a loud cry from Ron.

"Look! Harry! Come on! Ron's eyes were still red, but instead of sadness, he was happy. It's Brandi, Brandi is back. It was his message. ”

"What!" Harry showed his Seeker's agility as he pounced and tumbled over his bed. He noticed that Ron didn't know what he saw on the table, and his smile was a little stiff. "What's wrong with you?"

"Nothing!" He lewdly pushed the spell book back on the table, then showed the note that Brandi had left behind, successfully diverting Harry's attention. The two men put their heads together and read the contents of the note. They were aware of Professor Dumbledore's rumors that Brandi had gone to Hagrid's hut to be confined...... But—

"Cloak of invisibility?" The two looked at each other, "They have all come back safe and sound, what does Brandi want the invisibility cloak for?" ”

"Who knows, he seems to have always been troubled, maybe Professor Dumbledore has set him up again." Ron's eyes rolled, "Ha, I see, he must have brought the second seal back!" Sneak into the treasure house in the middle of the night and get ahead of us to find the way! ”

"We can't afford to give him the chance to venture alone like he so often, Harry." Ron said, his eyes flashing with a light of refusal, "How can such a dangerous and exciting thing not involve everyone in it!" We're strong enough now, aren't we? ”

"That's right." Harry said that Gryffindor's adventure and curiosity rolled in his chest, and he felt his eardrums thump with blood as he thought of his several tense and exciting duels in the Fifth Seal. "Let's go, let's go talk to Hermione first. No matter what he says this time, we all have to face the danger together! ”

With that, two reckless fellows rushed out of the door of the dormitory and ran towards the library in high spirits.

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