Luke didn't use the Manifestation Charm to hide his form in the end. He walked back to the lounge with a big grin.

Because Dumbledore had told him that no one would patrol tonight.

Since the last time he and Dumbledore had spoken in front of the Mirror of Eris, Dumbledore had been noticeably more tolerant of him.

And it's really tolerant and not face-to-face. After all, Dumbledore's face can hide people, but the emotional dust on his body can't hide Luke.

Although Luke can't stir up Dumbledore's emotions right now, it's okay to see it clearly.

And in front of the Room of Requirement, Luke also really saw Dumbledore's concern.

Although I don't understand Dumbledore's mental journey, it seems that at least until his more outrageous actions are exposed, his relationship with Dumbledore is definitely not an enemy.

This actually made Luke breathe a sigh of relief. He didn't want to be up to the most powerful man in the wizarding world at this time when he was immersed in construction.

Back in his room, Luke shook his head vigorously.

Sleepiness and exhaustion almost crushed him.

It's really outrageous.

Undressing and yawning, Luke really felt that he might not be able to get out of bed early tomorrow morning.

There will be classes early tomorrow morning.

I washed my body briefly. Luke was in his pajamas and wanted to fall straight into the bed like half a fan of pork. But he still beat his spirits and went to bed quite orderly.

Then, he picked up the potions vial on the head of the bed, where he had just put it.

Confused, Luke uncorked the potions bottle.

At the same time, a refreshing fragrance overflowed from the bottle. It's not aggressive, but it makes people feel like they're all clear.

Luke genuinely felt that this thing would definitely sell well as a perfume, even if it wasn't a potion.

It's just that Dumbledore made it clear that this potion was something he would use at night.

Even if you don't have to think about it, you know that this is definitely not a simple potion. Let Dumbledore get a good night's sleep...... He doesn't talk about all kinds of opportunities, but he also has to say that he is worried about everything. It's not so easy to get a good night's sleep.

Regardless, Luke drank the potion in one gulp, which was as blue as the sky after the rain. Then I couldn't help but let out a 'tsk'.

Good things are good things, and the taste is really pleasant. It's much better when the drink is also butterbeer and something like that.

And the next moment he drank the potion, Luke felt his originally exhausted mind, instantly lightened, and the exhaustion swept away.

But before he could be happy, sleepiness took over all of his consciousness.

He subconsciously sensed that something was wrong.

'Oh no, haven't written a note yet, let Malfoy call me ......'

I don't even have an idea.

Luke had fallen asleep. The expression was tranquil, and even brought a hint of relaxation and satisfaction.

Toris had been watching Luke's reaction by his pillow.

Seeing Luke fall asleep so quickly, his little head was filled with big question marks.

Is this a plot?

She thought to herself, a little puzzled. Thinking of this, her golden snake child stared at Luke, and then lit up slightly. But in an instant, the light went out, and Toris closed her eyes a little sleepy.

Luke was fine, he just fell asleep. She...... I have to sleep, too......

In the meantime, this person and snake fell asleep.

……

Between the misty lakes, Luke felt as if something was pressing down on his face, making it difficult for him to breathe.

The upper and lower eyelids were first tightened hard, and there was three points of reluctance on a face. Then it opened up in an instant, and the lake-green child's hole revealed a terrifying essence.

But when Luke saw it, it was the same big lake-green eyes.

There were waves of water in his eyes, and he looked like he was about to cry.

Luke angrily pulled Booker's cat's paw off his nose.

"You finally know you're back?!"

There was some resentment in these words. It's obviously his cat, but he sleeps all day long, just he knows, but all the female classmates who are a little beautiful, this bastard cat almost all hit the autumn wind.

Not long ago, Senior Sister Gemma asked him what Booker usually likes to eat, small dried fish or whatever, she prepared a little more, and the next time the little guy went to look for her, she didn't have anything to eat.

God, what Booker likes to eat, Luke really doesn't know.

Since coming to Hogwarts, the cat has not been able to make up even a week of time before and after him.

I knew that this cute black cat was raised by Luke, but I didn't know that I thought it was a stray cat in the school......

But Booker now apparently ignored Luke's resentment that he had not returned home for a long time, and instead stretched out his paw with a sad look on his face and pointed to Luke's pillow.

Then there was a crying 'meow' sound.

Luke felt like he knew vaguely what the kid was talking about.

I'm just a few ...... I haven't followed you for more than ten days, and you've found a new pet! ’

Luke didn't care just gave him a roll of the eyes, then reached out and picked up the little one from his face, and put him on the other side of his pillow, despite his struggle. Then he got up decisively and stretched a big lazy waist.

It's rare, he finally didn't have the feeling of lack of breath when he got up a few days ago, and now he feels like staying up all night, and after that, he simply slept until he woke up naturally.

It's so comfortable.

Turning his head and glancing at the window behind him, the sunlight was sprinkled in the room through the water of the black lake, but it was only a wisp, and it was not bright. It just looks like it's going to light up.

Glancing up at the serpentine wall clock directly opposite, Luke also raised an eyebrow.

"Is that the point? I slept less than six hours? ”

Luke muttered to himself in some surprise.

It's not unusual to wake up after six hours of sleep. But what he was like last night, he knows best. If it weren't for the last momentum, he really wouldn't even bother to take off his clothes.

And Toris was still in his jacket pocket at the time, and if he really wanted to fall asleep like that, he turned over, and the newborn little guy was either crushed to death or suffocated.

It has become the second happiest way to live. (Note 1)

And in such a tired state, he actually only slept for six hours before he felt like a dragon. This is indeed a surprising thing.

Luke wasn't stupid either, knowing that it must be the efficacy of Dumbledore's potion.

Add to that the feeling of drinking the potion. It seems that Dumbledore must have been aware of his mental deficit and knew enough about it, and even he would be in this state from time to time?

Luke frowned, then let go for a moment.

Not a bad thing anyway.

And at this moment, Booker is still meowing aggrievedly. Over there, Toris had already been woken up by Booker.

She sprang up from the pillow, climbed up Luke's sleeve and wrapped herself around Luke's neck, yawned heavily, and then turned to look at the black cat that was baring its teeth at her.

Booker sensed a great crisis from the first moment he and Toris looked at. So he jumped out of bed and scurried to the bookshelf on Luke's left.

Booker arched his body and looked at Toris with a wary look on his face. Suddenly, as if he had reacted to something, he meowed at Luke.

'You wink when you're threatened!' ’

Luke laughed dumbly. Toris spit out the letter and gave Booker a disdainful look humanely. Then he rubbed Luke's cheek, closed his eyes peacefully at Luke's neck, and fell asleep gently.

Luke didn't waste any time, got out of bed and washed up, ready to pick up the beautiful day. But after getting out of bed, I saw Booker, who was still vigilant and dazed on the desk, and said with a smile: "Don't make trouble, that's Toris, our partner." ”

The wariness on Booker's face faded slightly, but he looked at Luke like a tall nut and a dwarf nut beside the golden corn whisker hair, as if he were looking at a fool.

How dare you stay with a dangerous creature of this magnitude, and say it's a partner? You're really brave, young man!

Luke didn't care about his strange eyes at all, just silently washed himself, and after washing up, Luke asked while dressing carefully, "Why did you come back suddenly?" ”

Luke didn't actually complain about Booker's wanderings at all. From the last time he looked for Peeves, it was obvious that Booker was doing as much as he could.

Seriously, to the extent this guy has been running around Hogwarts these days, I'm afraid he's heard a lot of intimate things. But after all, it's just a cat, and it's not a raccoon, it's impossible for ordinary people to talk to him, and the professors occasionally have scruples, but the students can be said to speak freely in front of a cat.

Luke didn't know what he had heard. Although he simply understood what Booker meant, it was not so clear and unambiguous after all.

And Booker also restrained the strange look on his face after hearing Luke's question.

Jump off the bookshelf and run to Luke's feet. Dressed Luke, he gently untied Toris from her neck and stuffed her inside pocket.

He wasn't afraid that something would go wrong with Doris, and after some communication with the little guy, he knew that the little guy was still willing to obey his command.

Coupled with her self-controlled petrification ability, Luke wasn't worried about whether she would hurt her classmates.

As long as there is no order from Luke, it won't.

After that, Luke picked Booker up, pushed the door open and walked down the stairs. And in the process, Booker's gentle meow has told Luke everything.

"Does Quirrell often go in and out of school through secret passages?"

Luke frowned and muttered softly.

He wasn't surprised by this information. Calculating the time, Halloween is not far away, and it seems that their participation still hasn't changed their minds to Quirrell, or Voldemort, who is still planning to make a big surprise on Halloween Eve.

The Forbidden Forest still has the Professor's patrol to this day, though Professor McGonagall is planning to end the patrol after Halloween. Unfortunately, it was after Halloween.

Quirrell is risky to enter and exit the Forbidden Forest, and it is difficult to find a dangerous magical animal from the outside world.

Neither is something that can be done easily.

But Voldemort certainly wasn't going to miss this opportunity. Fishing in troubled waters, how simple it is.

Although the trolls in the original book are really ...... It's hard to understand.

I don't know if it's a troll this time. Or something else.

However, it is better to have precautions after all. Not to mention......

Luke's eyes narrowed slightly, maybe this was also an opportunity for himself.

Thinking like this, a thousand thoughts surged in his mind for a while, but he didn't rush to sort it out, but took a deep breath. In short, there are some things that are not rushed. A few days of work, combined with the plan he had originally prepared to deal with, were enough for him to complete a proper revision.

Within a few moments, Luke was already in the cafeteria. Although it was still early, many students were already sitting down in the cafeteria to eat. There is no ready-made meal on the table at this point. As Luke sat down, a simple breakfast appeared in front of his eyes.

Students who come to breakfast so early either get up early to practice their spell-casting skills, or they get up early to memorize magical knowledge. Although not all of them are the so-called pillars of the capital. But they are all a group of very motivated students.

Oh, and by the way, there are a couple of guys who are committed to joining the Quidditch team, and they're up early to practice. Although it doesn't necessarily work.

Regardless, it was hard for Luke to imagine why they were so fanatical about Quidditch. It's like he hasn't been able to understand the fanaticism of some people in his previous life for playing lists.

In fact, in the final analysis, it is still the desire to win and lose. Everyone doesn't want to be a loser.

And just when Luke was enjoying his breakfast lightly, and even had the heart to hum a small tune, and put the small dried fish for Booker, he glanced at the door, where two familiar figures appeared.

And the first moment he saw him, he hurried over.

Luke was a little surprised, would these two people also get up so early?

Harry and Ron trotted up to Luke and sat down breathlessly.

"Great, Luke, I didn't expect you to wake up so early."

Harry gasped.

"I slept well last night, what's wrong with you two?"

Luke asked, a little strangely. The emotions of these two people are completely excited. It's like you've caught some shocking secret.

Love to read

At the thought of this, Luke choked on the bread in his mouth.

No, if he's not mistaken, the duel is gone, and their night tour has been delayed by Luke for a long time.

"We know why Dumbledore didn't let us approach that room in the hallway on the fourth floor!"

Ron looked excited, with a smile on his face.

"We know who Dumbledore is guarding against!"

Seeing the excitement and smugness on the faces of the two, Luke chewed the bread in his mouth and swallowed it.

He and Booker looked at the two guys across from him with rather complicated eyes.

"I want to hear about it."