It's been a few days since school started, and for Harry and the others, apart from the death prophecy of Professor Trelawney and the Hippogriff's attack on Draco in Hagrid's first class, nothing else has gone wrong. Vertex Says X 23 U OM

The students of this school deliberately chose to forget about the existence of the Dementors, as for Sirius's prison break...... Anyway, even if he entered Hogwarts, he would seek revenge on Harry, and it had nothing to do with anyone else.

And the students were still privately discussing how exciting it would be if Blake did sneak into Hogwarts, if he ran into Sherlock.

Sherlock's elective didn't have a course on protecting magical creatures, but Fermia chose this course last year, but unfortunately, Hagrid's first impression was really bad, and he chose a huge slug the size of a calf as the textbook for Fermia and the others.

This made the fourth-year Slytherin girls quite cold, although Fermia has a relatively straightforward personality, but also hated such disgusting creatures, originally thought that Hagrid would prepare a third-year textbook Hippogriff as cute creatures.

Fred and George also took the course, intending to sneak into the Hogwarts kitchen to find salt and see if it would work against the creature.

After class, Fimia has been pestering Sherlock and complaining, which makes Sherlock very helpless, as far as he knows, the fifth grade textbook is still a slave beast, this thing is in estrus in the fall, and Hagrid prepared two at once, and at that time staged a live spring palace of animals in class.

Nubika would have been furious if it was interrupted, so the fifth-year students could only endure the extremely disgusting scene in front of them, and then finished the lesson, when Lu Bole couldn't keep his mouth shut when he learned the news.

Sherlock also thought that if he used animals as an example, Hagrid would also be a lesson in the students.

Asinsha and the others also experienced the new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher, Professor Lupin's teaching, in the eyes of Harry and others, Professor Lupin's teaching was very high, and the quality was good, anyway, in Harry's eyes, it was definitely much, much better than Snape's Potions class.

Professor Lupin found a magical creature of the Boggart, which can become the most feared thing in the minds of wizards, and the third-year Neville is afraid of Professor Snape, which is said to be particularly effective against the Boggart according to Professor Lupin's spell, and Neville uses the spell to make the Snape who the Boggart becomes an old lady's clothes.

This caused a burst of laughter.

Neville was also proud at the time, and he rarely attracted so much attention in a classroom.

However, retaliation followed, as Snape stared at Neville's cauldron in third-year Potions class, causing the slightest mistake to cause Snape to roar.

This was the only time Harry had learned easily in Snape's class, as Snape's attention was drawn away from Neville, who was pitiful, but Harry didn't feel that Snape was overdoing it.

It was Snape, after all, and the other must have known what Neville had done in Defence Against the Dark Arts class......

All in all, Harry and the others had a good time in the new semester of the third year, as long as they returned to Hogwarts, the wizard's school, Harry felt that it was a good life.

At a mid-dinner dinner in the second month after enrollment.

All the little wizards were chattering about the upcoming school celebration, after all, it was soon time for each house to be allocated a place in the honor box, although there were only fifteen people.

Harry felt that he could still be selected this time, so he became very active.

The dinner ended in a noisy atmosphere, and before leaving, Draco was not used to seeing Harry in a happy mood, and shouted "Dementors greet you, Harry!" in the crowd.

However, it didn't seem to have much effect, as Harry threw him a strange smile, and such a subtle smile caused a chill to rise in Malfoy's back, which was really ridiculous.

Lupo and his party made their way down the stairs of the Great Hall towards the Slytherin common room, and walked to the portrait of the Fat Lady of Gryffindor, where they found most of the Gryffindor students crowded in the doorway, as if there was something wrong with the portrait.

Draco looked over the head, and the portrait seemed to be closed.

"Please let me pass." Percy's voice, he was the president of the boys' student council, and he walked out of the crowd with a sense of relief.

"Why are you stuck here, you all don't necessarily forget the password? Excuse me, but I'm the president of the boys' student council? ”

It was quiet, it was from the front, so it was like a cold snap spreading through the hallway, and they heard Percy speak, and their voice suddenly shrivelled: "Who's going to ask Professor Dumbledore." Hurry!"

People all turned around, and the last man stood on tiptoe.

"Hehe, it seems that something interesting and big happened to these little lions, and they actually want to alarm the principal, the academy that really likes to cause trouble, could it be that Ron's two older brothers have invented some new pranks." Dandeni smiled at Gryffindor's opinion, he was the same as Lupo, as long as Gryffindor had an accident, he was obviously happy to hear it.

"Looks like the situation is quite serious, otherwise there would be no need to ask Dumbledore." Kirk looked at the crowd suspiciously.

"What's wrong?" Sherlock had also arrived, he was on his way back to his personal quarters, but was passing by this place.

Seeing Sherlock coming, the Slytherin people split their ways.

The Gryffindor lion cubs were relieved to see Sherlock coming, and branched out to make a path to the portrait.

"Brother! It's a portrait of a fat lady, and someone has destroyed it! Asinsha said nervously as she stood beside Sherlock.

At this time, the professors were not there, and Sherlock's sudden arrival was like the backbone of the backbone, which reassured the frightened little wizards.

Sherlock finally saw what had happened, the fat lady had disappeared from the portrait, the portrait had been vandalized, small pieces of canvas were scattered all over the floor, and large pieces of canvas had been completely torn off the frame.

"What about the fat lady? Where did she go? Sherlock looked at it and asked everyone, including the others on it.

The portrait is also respectful of Sherlock, and they chatter and discuss, but no one knows where the fat lady is.

"She'll be lucky!" A hoarse voice said that it was Peeves the Poltergeon, who was jumping over the heads of the crowd, and looked very happy to see the sight of destruction and sorrow, as he had always been.

"What do you mean by that, Peeves?" Sherlock asked calmly, Peeves' smile faded a little, he didn't dare to laugh at Sherlock, he instead adopted a slick tone, which sounded better than the hoarse voice.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Sherlock, she didn't want to be seen, she made a mess, and I saw her running past that landscape on the fifth floor, sir, hiding among the trees, crying and saying something terrible." He happily said, "Poor thing. He added, but he didn't mean to pity anyone else.