Tonight, in fact, Zhang Feng has been using the Illusion Charm to follow Harry, this kind of non-combat output spell is generally stronger in the HP world than in the dark world.

After Harry forgot to take the invisibility, Zhang Feng picked up the invisibility cloak from the ground and draped it over himself.

He crept down the spiral staircase and watched as Filch grabbed Harry and Ron like chicks and took them to Professor McGonagall's office.

"Mr. Zhang Feng, what are you doing here, it seems that you have also violated the school rules. Filch, take him with you, and I'll see who hasn't slept on time today. As Zhang Feng was looking at his pleasure, Professor McGonagall's voice came from behind him.

"No wonder Dumbledore doesn't use an invisibility cloak!This thing is a pit!Who knew you couldn't use a disillusionment charm when using it!" Hearing Professor McGonagall's business, Zhang Feng looked at himself and smiled bitterly, it turned out that he didn't even have invisibility.

Filch led them to Professor McGonagall's study on the second floor, where they sat without saying a word. Ron shuddered. Harry's mind raced up many excuses and justifications to defend himself, and he made up some lies to try to fool around, but found that each one was more and more untenable. Zhang Feng was still relatively calm, he tore off the invisibility cloak draped on his body and began to study it carefully, but nothing was studied in a short time.

When Professor McGonagall returned, she was followed by Neville.

"Harry!" As soon as Neville saw the three of them, he blurted out, "I've been looking for you to give you a heads up, and I heard Malfoy say he was coming to get you, and he said you have a dragon—"

Harry waved his hand desperately to keep Neville from saying more, but Professor McGonagall saw it. She stood tall in front of the three of them, seemingly more likely to breathe fire than Noble.

"I can't believe it's just a few of you. Filch said you went to the Astronomy Tower. Don't forget it's one o'clock in the morning. Explain it yourself. ”

"I think I understand exactly what this is all about," Professor McGonagall said, "and it doesn't take a lot of brains to figure it out. You've made up a lie out of nowhere to tell Draco Malfoy that there's a dragon or something, trying to trick him out of bed and make him unlucky. I've got him. I didn't expect Longbottom to hear this lie and believe it, I guess you think it's funny, right?"

Zhang Feng grinned, this reason is very strong, in order to excuse Harry about the dragon, Professor McGonagall can also lie seriously.

"I was so angry," said Professor McGonagall, "that five students didn't sleep in one night! I had never heard of such a thing before! You, Mr. Feng Zhang, I thought you were more sober-minded. As for you, Mr. Potter and Mr. Ron, I thought you valued Gryffindor honor. All three of you are going to be locked up - yes, and you, Mr. Longbottom, no matter what happens, you don't have the right to wander around the school in the middle of the night, it's very dangerous - Gryffindor is deducted fifty points, and Ravenclaw is deducted fifty points. ”

"Fifty?"

"Fifty points per person. Professor McGonagall said, her long, pointed nose snorting harshly.

"Professor—please—"

"You can't—" Harry and Ron begged Professor McGonagall for mercy.

"You don't need to tell me what I can and can't do, Potter. Alright, you all go to bed. I've never blushed so much for Gryffindor students as I do now. Professor McGonagall still seems to be more impartial.

The next day, the Hogwarts students thought something had gone wrong as they passed by the huge hourglass that recorded the House Cup score. Slytherin had 50 points less, Ravenclaw had 50 points less, and most outrageously Gryffindor had 150 points less.

This kind of question didn't matter to Zhang Feng and Malfoy, as the Slytherins had no hope of winning the House Cup this year, and all Ravenclaws knew that for Zhang Feng, 50 points was just a few days of answering questions in class.

The Gryffindors are glorious for their lives, and they have been chasing down the scum hidden among them for this point deduction. It didn't take long for the news to spread: Harry Potter, the famous Harry Potter, the hero of two Quidditch matches, had caused them to lose so many points, and he and two other stupid first-year students.

Harry, who had been one of the most popular and admired figures in the school, was now the target of public criticism. Even the Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff students didn't give him a good look, because the legendary savior didn't seem to show any greater skills. Everywhere Harry went, people pointed fingers at him, and he didn't keep his voice down when he said insulting things.

"After a few weeks, they'll forget about it completely. Fred and George have been losing points since they started school, and people still love them. ”

"But they've never dropped a hundred and fifty points at once, have they?" Harry said sadly.

"Well—not really. Ron admitted.