Chapter Twenty-Seven: The Coming Halloween

When Harry and Ron were still roaming the school the next day, Malfoy was so excited that he almost ate the breakfast spoon, they looked tired but also seemed ...... Pleasant?

In fact, they found it exciting, and even conspired to make this kind of adventure a few more times.

Harry had already told Ron and Brandi about the object, and he suspected that it was a mysterious object that Hagrid had taken from Gringotts' vault to keep at Hogwarts. In addition, he and Ron had spent a long time guessing what kind of treasure it was, and that it needed to be so tightly guarded. But so far, their only clue is that it was a two-inch thing, and other than that...... It's just that the evidence is not enough, and the brain hole is made up.

"That thing is either valuable or dangerous." Ron said.

"Or both." Harry agreed.

They had a good time, but it was all nonsense, and even if you think about it on your toes, you can tell that if it's neither valuable nor dangerous, can you take it out and keep it at Hogwarts......

However, the question of what exactly was hidden in the trapdoor beneath the dog's feet seemed completely uninterested in the fact that the other parties except Harry and Ron were not interested at all. Not to mention Neville, he was completely frightened, and he always cried to Brandi with palpitations these days, saying that he had nightmares every day after that, and the fierce three-headed dog in the dream was diligently bathing him with his tongue.

At this time, Hermione had refused to take the initiative to talk to Harry and Ron anymore, she seemed to have decided that the two of them had the attribute of causing trouble, and did not want to let herself be involved in trouble. In the same way, Harry and Ron also felt that she was nothing more than an arrogant and pretending to be knowledgeable. When they had to mention Hermione, they would refer to her as 'jack of all trades'.

Then it would be embarrassing, Brandi always thinks these days, if one day Brandi sits next to Hermione and Harry Ron at the same time, who should he talk to first to make sure that he doesn't get pressed to the ground by the other party. This problem is like a mother and girlfriend falling into the water at the same time, which one should be saved first.

Fortunately, this has not been the case during this time, because Brandi himself has had problems.

Both Harrow and Hermione were sensitive to the discovery that Brandi had been in a very abnormal mood since the last time they had ventured out to meet the three-headed dog together. In the first few days, he often came to them suddenly, trying to express something, but without exception, he couldn't even spit out a word. Later, he often sat quietly in a chair by the window in the lounge, writing and drawing on a blank piece of parchment, drawing a mess of lines.

If it weren't for the fact that he still had a normal thought circuit, he would have answered the questions asked, and the rock crust cake that gave him Hagrid would still have been beaten. They'd probably think Brandi was stunned.

...... in this regard Brandi is really dumb in his heart, and he can't tell if he suffers.

After a few days of experimentation, he fully understood the meaning of Dumbledore's words, 'Be sure to strictly abide by every word of this agreement', and he found that whether it was speaking, writing, even gesturing or looking, as long as he had a hint of wanting to reveal Dumbledore's unusual behavior. He will immediately lose the ability to speak......

He was sure that the Professor had added a coercive contract magic to the passage he had spoken...... And then I was so stupid and fooled!

He wanted to go to Dumbledore's office to find out, but when it came time to act, he would always retreat timidly. He was genuinely a little scared...... Obviously, that kind of look is extremely sincere, without any impurities and malice at all, but he inadvertently completed the inducement of himself, and in the end, he didn't have the slightest intention of blaming and getting angry. Dumbledore's method of guiding the heart really made him feel a little creepy. He couldn't even guarantee that if he ran to his office now, he wouldn't voluntarily fall into another orchestrated trap.

What should I do? So after thinking about it, Brandi, who couldn't find someone to talk to, decided to find another way.

Yes, it's a different way. His contract with Dumbledore made it clear that he could not reveal his conversation with Dumbledore to anyone...... But this obviously does not include hats.

There's nothing wrong with this~ The hat probably won't be seen by people~ If you use the following text loopholes slightly, it shouldn't trigger the contract enforcement. He took out the hat pressed at the bottom of the box that night, ran to classroom 13 and tried it, and sure enough, the communication with the broken hat was extremely smooth......

Although during the whole story of the incident, Uncle Hat kept shouting and screaming all year round. He began to seriously wonder if it was a little frivolous to discuss such a complex issue with such a hat whose main attributes were funny and funny......

He told the Sorting Hat what had happened.

According to his analysis in the past few days, Dumbledore seems to have intentionally or unintentionally let Harry and Ron approach the forbidden area on the fourth floor, and even cast a sleep spell on himself in order to create the conditions for 'accidental entry', preventing himself from going downstairs in advance to interfere with Filch's normal patrol, deliberately letting them be chased, and then using unknown means to make them enter the corridor on the fourth floor and see what was behind the door. Based on what Brandi knew about Harry and Ron, there was only one purpose in doing so, to arouse their curiosity and get them to take the initiative to find out what that thing was.

But he had no idea what Dumbledore was for. Because now it doesn't look like Dumbledore wants to harm them, after all, as a headmaster, how can Harry survive until now if he really wants to play some intrigue or something? So Brandi guessed that Dumbledore was only influencing Harry and them because he couldn't do it himself, expecting Harry to do what he expected......

(I'm confused right now...... )

Brandi spoke to the Sorting Hat in his head. (I think the professor is in some way blinding and taking advantage of them.) Naturally, I wanted to help my friends, but the professor didn't give me a chance to contradict me at all, and he clearly didn't want me to be involved... I can't do anything now, not even a reminder. )

"Hmm...... I can barely understand that you have such a stupid and shallow idea...... You're just an 11-year-old Gryffindor, after all. ”

(Huh?) What do you mean by that? A disgruntled Brandi opened his mouth to shoot back, as if he were mocking Gryffindor for having no brains! Speaking of which, the Sorting Hat is half a Gryffindor in its own right!

"You think you can't do anything and the professor doesn't want you to be a part of it? Didn't you think about why Dumbledore would go out of his way to talk so much nonsense to you and give you something? And then somehow signed a contract with you? If he really wants you to stay out of it, he doesn't need to make such a big effort. Blondie... In my opinion... You've been part of Dumbledore's plan since the moment you entered his vision! ”

Huh? Brandi was really surprised. He had always thought that he was just isolated as an outsider, and never thought that he was actually a pawn in the chess game.

"After all, your mind is not able to understand Dumbledore's intentions now, and it may take a few years for you to understand his good intentions. Don't think it's disgusting to follow Dumbledore's direction, the elders will always be more long-term and thoughtful than you. Brandi, the army is victorious under the command of the commander, can you think that the army is being used? Trust me, try to trust Dumbledore, even though he has cheated you twice, there are also your own reasons for that, and he has no choice but to do so...... There's something in your mind that he's wary of, and he's going to have to be a little more cautious. Dumbledore is definitely thinking more noble and complex than you realize, and secondly, your role in his plan may be far more important than you think, you are special, and this is the only information I can reveal to you. ”

Brandi stood there confused, nodding as if he didn't understand, he was stunned by a large series of sermons. (Huh?) No, then what should I do now? Dumbledore, what the hell does he want me to do? )

"Hah, what are you doing...... Naturally, you want to be a little more useful to yourself! ”

The thousand-year-old hatsman let out a wicked laugh.

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So in the following week, a small thing happened in Gryffindor House, such as Harry and Ron would often find that one of their roommates had disappeared in the middle of the night for no reason, and then would come in an hour or two later under their worried and frightened gaze, move back to bed little by little like a dead cabbage worm and fall asleep, and then when they asked the next day, they would give a confused answer with big dark circles under their eyes - "Oh? Are you talking about me? I slept until dawn, but I don't know why I slept for so long, and I still feel so tired~" This is a scalp-numbing answer.

Hearing that sleepwalking is not illegal to kill people, Harry and Ron have been making painful choices these days, thinking about whether to strike first......

On Saturday, Harry's broomstick arrived in the mail......

It was a rare opportunity, and they found the right time to block it in front of the auditorium and laughed at Malfoy.

"Last time you said what model of your broom was?" Comet'? Ron's smiling eyes narrowed, "Comets are quite dazzling!" But if you compare it with the light wheel...... Malfoy, go sweep the floor with it! Haha"

Harry and Ron happily walked up the stairs, carrying their brooms prominently behind their backs, the laughter of their barbell-like laughter making Malfoy angry.

"Look at his expression, it's really relieving!" As they descended the marble staircase, Harry laughed and said, "If he hadn't stolen Neville's orb, I probably wouldn't have had a chance to join the team!" Hey, you're going to treat him to a big dinner another day? How about treating him to a duck egg at the game! ”

"So you think this is a reward for your indiscipline?" Suddenly, an angry voice came from behind them. Hermione stomped up the stairs and looked disapprovingly at the package in Harry's hand.

"Oh, I thought you wouldn't talk to us again?" Harry teased.

"yes, you should hold on!" Ron said, "We'll be better off that way." “

This made Hermione angry, and she snorted proudly, turned away. This caused the only neutral party present to feel a strong psychological pressure.

"I mean, aren't you going a little too far... She's a girl, but she doesn't have a good temper, and she preaches more. Why don't you even like to talk to people who dislike you one day......" Brandi thought about the wording for a long time before finally asking cautiously.

"She deserves it, I can't stand her temper!" Ron looked disapproving, "Harry, let's unpack the package together in the evening!" ”

"Okay." Harry nodded, turning his head to Brandy, "While it's a bit rude to be a good English gentleman, I really can't get along with the nosy Miss Granger. The two then left Brandi behind and quickly ran back to the dormitory.

Honestly, you're far from a gentleman, in every sense of the word.

In the days that followed, Harry and Ron would go to the Quidditch pitch whenever they had time to try out his new broomstick, and they had so much fun that they would not be able to see clearly for days before returning to the lounge after dark. And Brandi didn't get together with Hermione Parvati to do homework and read books...

Dumbledore's promise was undoubtedly valid, he ran to the entrance to the staff lounge in the middle of the night (he didn't want to expose the real entrance to Filch for the time being), and he could always see Filch staring at him with big eyes and hatred, but he just didn't take any real action... So relieved, he now goes to Classroom 13 almost every night with dark circles under his eyes to hone his magic control, in order to solve the problem of a lot of magic being wasted by wands as soon as possible.

In this way, there was not much time for several people to get together and meet except for classes, and the atmosphere was not as stiff as before, and Hermione would occasionally talk to Harry and them. That might be acceptable, but with Halloween, things got worse.