"What's the best plan for this... First, we sailed to Azkaban, then got off the boat and walked to the door of Azkaban, stretched out our hands to open the door, and then walked into the prison step by step... Is there a problem?" said Roger, in a cheerful tone, not at all worried about the problem.

"And then, are we going to wait for the untold number of Dementors to line up and take turns kissing each other?" Hermione angrily slapped the map into Roger's arms, apparently not a satisfactory answer.

"There's nothing I can do... I haven't seen the real Azkaban look like. Roger spread his hands and said with an innocent expression: "You can only take one step at a time, and act at the opportunity." ”

"And what else can we do now?" said the girl, a little irritated.

"Go to bed and get a good night's sleep, don't wait until you leave and you're so sleepy that you can't open your eyes. Roger said calmly: "We have prepared as many means as possible to deal with all kinds of emergencies, but no plan can guarantee 100% success." That's why I don't recommend you follow me..."

"Don't think this scares me, I'm going to go!" Hermione said with a determined glare.

Roger shrugged his shoulders, without the intention of persuasion: "As you please~"

Hermione stared at him blankly for a moment, then finally stood up and said, "I'll go back and prepare what I'm going to bring tomorrow." ”

"Wait," Roger stopped the girl who was about to leave, took out a pale green potion from nowhere and handed it over, "The tranquilizer, I asked for it from Pomfrey, if you can't sleep, you can taste it." ”

Hermione took the bottle without even looking at it, and without saying a word, she turned and walked into the girls' dormitory.

After watching the girl leave, Roger leaned his chin in one hand and folded the parchment several times in the other hand and put it back in his pocket, without any intention of studying it properly, so he leaned back in the chair and closed his eyes.

Harry, who had finally given up his difficult Transfiguration dissertation assignment, Ginny, who wanted to know the details of the battle against Akidena, and Neville, who just wanted to say hello, didn't bother him when they saw the thing looking like he was asleep.

It wasn't until late at night, when the students who were going to class tomorrow returned to the dormitory one after another, and when they climbed onto the soft beds, little Ginny, who had a little conscience, yawned and shook Roger a few times with a sleepy face, trying to remind him to go back to the dormitory and not to spend the night here, so as not to catch a cold at night.

Roger just unconsciously twitched twice, hummed and changed positions and fell asleep again.

Ginny doesn't force it, who knows if this thing is angry, and he barely woke up and was used as an introduction to be targeted by him for a prank, but it was self-inflicted... So the girl stretched and muttered back to the dormitory.

When her footsteps completely disappeared behind the door of the girls' dormitory, the whole common room was completely silent, but Roger, who was 'asleep', opened his eyes suddenly.

The creature sat up straight and glanced around the lounge, and when he saw that there was no one, he nodded in satisfaction and moved from the corner to the most comfortable seat in front of the fireplace.

Then he drew his wand and pointed at the stove, which had long ceased to burn, and the flames rose immediately, reflecting a red glow on his face.

After performing these movements, Roger put away his wand and lay down on his side in his chair, holding one hand and teasing the fire that flickered up and down. He counted the time and waited until most of the people were asleep before he could act.

Burning wood crackled, and Hogwarts' conscientious house-elves kept dry firewood ready when they weren't using their notes, after all, there were idiots like Roger who had to make a stove on a summer night.

After about half an hour, the creature rolled over and stood up from the chair, and after quietly moving his body a few times, he returned to his dormitory, took out Pandora's box from under the bed and carried it in his hand, and then found the remaining tubes of the Joy Elixir from practicing the Patronus Charm and put it in his pocket. Next, it's time to go out to sea in search of Azkaban's indispensable compass...

"Shhhh Where did I throw it again?" Roger sucked in air and rummaged under the bed for this important prop: "This habit of throwing it away should really be changed!"

After rummaging through the suitcase, Pandora's box, bedding and pillows, Roger still couldn't spot the palm-sized thing.

He had already put down Pandora's box and sat at the end of the bed, cross-legged and carefully remembering where he had last seen the compass.

"It should be in the suitcase, isn't it..."Roger dumped the suitcase entirely on the bed, turning it inside out from the inside out, but there was no trace of the compass, and he couldn't help but have a bad premonition.

"Compass flying!" he drew his wand and chanted a flying spell, the sound of the door opening and closing was clear in the night, and then the compass flew in from outside the dormitory and landed in his hand.

Then there was a rush of footsteps, and Roger couldn't help but puff his teeth. It looks like plans to leave Hermione alone tonight are going to take a turn for the worse.

Hermione, who was ready to go, soon appeared at the door of his dorm room.

"Yo, you haven't slept yet, you don't have the energy to deal with those difficult Dementors tomorrow morning. This thing preemptively said immediately.

"Really? I don't think the time to deal with the Dementors is tomorrow morning, it's tonight. The girl smiled and leaned her arms against the door frame, blocking the exit tightly.

Roger looked at the girl blankly: "What are you talking about, I'm just packing up the things I might need in advance, and I forgot what I got up in the morning... It's you, how can my compass be with you?"

Hermione didn't care about this upside down question, and said as a matter of course: "After all, someone has a history of stunting his sister, and I'm not worried about whether I will become his second 'sister'... A small amount of insurance is naturally needed. ”

"Go, go, go... It's okay to be idle, just thinking nonsense, right? With this idle time, it's better to practice the Patronus Charm more than anything else. Roger's eyes rolled as he guessed, and he pushed the girl out of the room with a vicious voice, and then his wand moved towards his bed, and the scattered clothes automatically returned to the trunk and burrowed back under the bed.

Hermione, who had been kicked out, was not angry, and smiled and went to the common room, where she sat down in a chair in a dark corner where the fireplace did not shine.

She didn't believe the thing would give up on leaving tonight so soon. 10