Almost all of the portraits were reluctant to take over the task of guarding the passage of Gryffindor's bedrooms, and "Black" was greatly shocked by what the Fat Lady had done, and only Sir Cadogan stepped forward.

Sir Cadogan rode a fat grey pony and considered himself the most chivalrous of the new aristocracy. If someone holds on to this, it is easy to coax him to be happy, and students often use this method to ask him to help lead him to unfamiliar places.

Gryffindor students weren't happy about it. Since the portrait of Sir Cadogan was hung, he had spent half of his time challenging passing students to duel him. The rest of the time was spent figuring out ridiculously complicated passwords, which he had to change at least twice a day.

Neville's memory was already bad, and having Sir Cadogan do it made him even less confident in his own brain—he was always misremembering passwords and had to be shut out several times a week. Things got a little better later, also because Neville had written down all the passwords on a piece of paper.

In the first Quidditch match of the year, Gryffindor and Hufflepuff faced each other, with Slytherin postponing the match on the pretext of a recurrence of Draco's old injury, and Hufflepuff having a new captain and loafer. These circumstances caught Harry off guard, and they didn't have time to train new tactics, so they had to play hard.

From the early hours of the morning, the rumbling of thunder in mid-air, the sound of the wind crashing against the castle walls, and the sound of trees breaking in the Forbidden Forest in the distance continued. Stormy weather doesn't stop a Quidditch match, but it does make it more difficult.

The whole school rushed out to watch the game as they ran across the lawn to the Quidditch pitch, keeping their heads down against the wind as their umbrellas were blown out of their hands halfway through. The wind was blowing so hard that they staggered as they walked to the pitch. In the rumbling thunder, the spectators could not hear even as they cheered for the players.

The pouring rain blurred the vision, like the steps seen when the candle was held in the night, and it was completely difficult to see from a distance. The wind borrows the rain, the air flow is changeable, and no one can fly in a straight line in this ghost weather.

Aige was wrapped in a coat, and despite the spell of "waterproof and moisture-proof", the cold autumn cold still made him shrink his neck and rub his hands constantly. Suddenly, there was a timid silence in the stepped stands around him; The wind was still as strong as ever, but it was as if someone had turned it off, as if Aitch had suddenly become deaf, what had happened? Then a familiar and terrible cold snap hit him, reminding him of encountering Dementors on the train at Hogwarts at the beginning of this year's school year.

Aitch turned his head to look behind him, and there were at least a hundred Dementors floating overhead, raindrops falling from their vicinity turning into hail, and it hurt to fall on people's heads. Dense and overwhelming, Aitch is definitely not afraid of Dementors one-on-one, but let him face such hundreds of Dementors in the wild, it is only the right to escape.

The one who was most affected was Harry, who had an experience on a train, who was terrified of Dementors and who flew high in the air alone. In order to be the first to see the Golden Snitch, Harry flew higher than everyone else, leaving him almost alone in the face of the Dementors.

Aitch heard the exclamations of the others again, and saw that Harry seemed to be unconscious, and he couldn't even hold a broom. Harry fell upside down, like a leaf bullied by the cold rain, so helpless, so powerless.

Aitch immediately intervened, trying to save Harry. He's fast, someone is faster. Dumbledore showed Aitch the rumored strength of the First Wizard. It is completely impossible for people to associate his performance with an old man who has lived for hundreds of years.

It seemed that the moment Harry fell, Dumbledore was in the middle of the arena in a flash, and with a wave of his wand, Harry's fall began to slow down, and then he waved his wand at the Dementors. It was a dazzling silver color, which accentuated its presence in the gray stormy weather.

Aitch could see clearly that it was a silver-white phoenix, and it flapped its powerful wings, flying faster than the eagle patronus that Aitch had made. It was a powerful one that hundreds of Dementors were easily suppressed, and they seemed to know that it was boring, and they left the stands in disgrace.

Dumbledore carried Harry, who had slowly landed, onto a stretcher and walked him to the school infirmary. Aitch watched in silence as they left, and he didn't come back to his senses until the game was over and someone pushed him.

Dumbledore's strength gave Aitch a great shock, and he couldn't believe that it was the pinnacle of this world. When I think about the Voldemort who can fight with such a powerful Dumbledore in the original book, Aitch is one head and two big. This is also a slap in the face for him, for such a character, no amount of calculation is useless, thinking about the smooth sailing of the past two years, it does make him a little proud, and he still feels confident that he can bury Voldemort.

Feeling a little devastated by the blow, Edge's plan is to find some comfort, such as catching a damn mouse.

That night, Neville somehow got up out of the light and went through the papers on his desk several times in his dorm room. On the big night, the sound of books turning pages is intermittent, disturbing dreams, and Ron, who is in the same bedroom as him, turns it over and over several times. Finally he couldn't take it anymore and threw away the pillow that was covering his head and ears, "Neville, are you sleeping?" ”

The sudden grumbling scared Neville into dropping a book on the floor, "I'm sorry...... I'm looking for something, all at once. ”

One minute, two minutes, ten minutes...... Neville was still busy. "What are you looking for? Can't you be looking for it tomorrow? Ron got out of bed in his pajamas, rubbing his eyes, and he was almost dazed, waking Neville again. Look at Spotted, he's already very sick, so it's even worse for you to do this. ”

"Right...... I'm sorry. But Neville turned his bag out again, looking at the posture, as if his toad had been lost again.

"I'm looking for my note with the password written on it," Neville kept his eyes in his bag, "I dreamed about ominous!" Neville was astonished.

"What's ominous? Neville, you won't fool Professor Trelawney, will you! Ron laughed at him.

"Perhaps," Neville muttered, "remember what taught her to prophesy Aitch's tea grounds on the first day?" The black dog is ominous. Maybe it's a hallucination, but this afternoon I seem to have seen a big black dog with fierce eyes. As Professor Trelawney said, it was a bad omen. I had just dreamed about it again and woke up to find that my note was missing. ”

"So what?" Ron didn't understand the relationship between the two, and carefully comforted it while holding his shivering spots.

"Don't you understand? On Halloween's Eve, Blake was still thinking about breaking into the Gryffindor common room, but he couldn't succeed because of the password, and if the note really disappeared and fell into Blake's hands, we would be in big trouble. It had our password for a week on it, and Blake could easily get in. This must be the ominous portentment of that black dog! ”

Ron also swayed Neville's words, if that were the case, Gryffindor's bedroom wouldn't be safe anymore!

With Ron's helper, Neville double-checked.

"It's over," Neville cried, sitting down on the bed, "the password note is really gone. Inauspicious! It must be ominous to come true! ”

"Why do you have to write the password down on paper!" Ron was so angry that he was thrown on the bed.

"But I really can't remember Sir Cadogan's strange passwords. Aitch said that as long as you keep your notes and don't lose them, there will be no problem. Neville regretted it too.

"But you can even lose your pet! How could Aitch not think of this? Ron said hatefully.

"So what do I do now?" Neville made Ron his backbone.

Ron mused, "It's just one night, it shouldn't be a big problem. Tomorrow morning, we'll go and have Sir Cadogan change all the passwords, and we'll be safe. ”

"Hopefully." Neville listened to Ron's words, feeling much better, but still had a sad face.

Ron was gambling, betting that nothing would happen tonight, but someone wouldn't.

Peter Pettigrew shuddered when he heard Neville's statement. What if it was really Blake who got the password note? Doesn't Peter know that Blake's Animagus is a big black dog? Peter guesses that Neville's sight of the black dog is not necessarily a hallucination, but may be the fact that Blake stole the notes.

According to his impression of this old friend's fiery attitude, coupled with the hatred value of the sky, how could he wait a few more days? Maybe at some point tonight, Blake would stab him in the heart with a knife.

recalled the nightmarish sentence on the portrait of the fat lady: "You can't escape!" ”。 The more Peter Pettigrew thought about it, the more scared he became, no, he couldn't stay here any longer. He made up his mind and slipped out of Ron's bed, trying to get as far away from Gryffindor's bedroom as possible.

Seeing Peter Pettigrew escape from Gryffindor's bedroom with the name on the map of the living spot, Aitch laughed, "Well done, Neville." ”