The heavens and the earth changed color, and a round of giant city phantoms slowly pushed out from the dark and day. White wings are flying all over the sky, and the giant city is pressed down, and it has the power to destroy everything.

The dragon's breath is swallowed, and the four-winged six-legged dragon phantom takes off from it, and the black and white world is colorful again.

The phantom shadow of the giant dragon collided and confronted, and finally disappeared into smoke and flying sand, turning into a meteor and falling.

The dragon perched atop the tower took a deep look at the trio and Roy, then spread its wings and flew away.

"It's time to go." Roy lowered his wand and reminded the stunned trio who had already lifted the illusion spell.

"Oh...... Oh, oh good. Hermione recovered from her shock and was about to wake the other two up, only to see Roy holding out his hand to look at her.

The cold moonlight hung down, and the silver hair that was colder than the moonlight shone with a fine light, and a pair of tender eyes as red as jewels seemed to hide all the beauty in the world. At this time, these eyes were looking at Hermione, and she couldn't help but be a little stupid.

"What are you doing in a daze?" Roy spoke, breaking the mood.

"Uh, oh......" Hermione shook his head as he woke up in his eyes.

"If you are allowed to go back like this, it will be too easy for the professor to find out, so I plan to bring you back." Roy explained.

"Oh......" Hermione was somehow disappointed.

Roy looked at her suspiciously, considering whether to tamper with the memories of the three men, erasing the scene of himself experimenting with new magic, and instead of him grabbing the three of them and running away.

In the end, he dispelled this idea, it doesn't make a difference whether he changes it anyway or not, is it possible that these three people can still talk about their own affairs?

Impossible, absolutely impossible!

"Let's go." Roy stood on the stairs with a lantern and reminded the trio one last time. At this time, the other two except Hermione also came to their senses and hurried to follow his footsteps.

"Click, click." The footsteps of the four echoed through the empty corridor, and everyone remained silent in tacitly.

They walked slowly down the stairs without encountering any staff or students who came up, not a single one.

"Your tower hasn't been usable for a while, so you'll probably be staying in a Ravenclaw tower or a Hufflepuff dorm recently." Roy said as he walked, and as for Slytherin, he had omitted it.

Hearing that she might be staying at Ravenclaw Tower recently, Hermione's mind couldn't help but be a little lively.

"Here we are." Roy carried a lantern and led them into the crowd. The surrounding students were all talking about the big move just now, shaking their heads, but no one noticed that they were coming.

"This is your Gryffindor team, go inside," Roy pointed in Professor McGonagall's direction, "rest assured, they won't find out you've disappeared for a while." ”

"What about you?" Seeing that Roy wasn't walking in Professor Flitwick's direction, Hermione couldn't help but ask with some concern.

"Me? I still have some things to do. Roy smiled softly at the trio and turned away.

His figure disappeared from the sight of the three of them almost instantly. Hermione bit her lip.

……

In the Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher's office, a lantern was placed steadily on the lame table, illuminating two figures diagonally.

"Now, Professor Tom, you didn't go to the Halloween dinner tonight, and you've caught Headmaster Dumbledore's attention. You say, would he think that you are responsible for tonight's movements? Na na, na. ”

Voldemort looked coldly at the white-haired red-eyed student who was bouncing in front of him, and said:

"Dumbledore couldn't have suspected me, and he knew how bad I was. It's you, and although I don't know if you've been noticed by him before, I'm sure there's no way someone like you can stay dormant like this forever. ”

"That's true," Roy nodded approvingly, "I'm honest, I've already used magic in front of him once before, so I really should think about how to excuse myself first." ”

"The first way," Roy held out a finger, "I went to tamper with Headmaster Dumbledore's memory." But I don't like that, so this plan doesn't go. ”

"The second way," Roy held out a second finger, "I made this incident feel like 'it was all accidental.'" But this plan is too insulting to people's IQ, so I don't want to go. ”

"So...... Only the third option remains. Roy held out a third finger and tilted his head and smiled.

"What do you want to do?" Voldemort looked at Roy's malicious smile, his already nervous nerves stretched to the limit, and his hand had already touched the wand in his arms.

Unfortunately, his preparation was useless, when Roy said "So I'm going to make Dumbledore only suspect you." Whether it is reasonable or not, he can only doubt you, not me. Before Voldemort could make a move, he was captured by Roy.

"Now, you can do whatever you want with me, come on, pour out all your magic." Roy smiled wickedly, opened his arms, and said to Voldemort on the other side, ten meters away.

Voldemort's face was cloudy, he really wanted to give this guy an Arvada to gnaw a big melon, but whether he could hit it or not, he would weigh the other side of the mind if he sent out any magic.

The guy on the other side clearly wanted to lure himself into leaving traces of his mana here, so that Dumbledore would suspect him!

This guy! Do you think Dumbledore is a fool!? It's completely impossible for me to use this kind of magic tonight now, but I have left traces of mana here, and I know that something is wrong with the knee that Flitwick can hit when he jumps!

"I know what you're thinking." Roy also knew the big hole in the plan, and explained, "Although Dumbledore can indeed see that this is pure dirty water, ......"

But what? Voldemort was silent, he had already guessed the answer.

"That's right, it seems that you have also thought that the best way to hide from Dumbledore is to ......" Roy opened and closed his lips, saying the answer that Voldemort least wanted to hear.

"Absolutely not!" Voldemort jumped straight to his feet and looked at Roy angrily.

"Give up, Tom, the situation is stronger than people, you should learn to be soft, now you are far from the Dark Lord who once dominated the wizarding world." Roy scoffed.

Voldemort looked up at the sky, he had never felt so powerless since his debut, even when Dumbledore had frightened him with a burning wardrobe in the orphanage and forced him to atone for his sins.

"The moonlight is so beautiful tonight." He muttered.

Roy, who was busy on the sidelines, heard this and glanced at Voldemort with a frown. This kind of thing shouldn't have come out of Voldemort's mouth, there must have been something he didn't know about had happened.

He pretended nothing had happened, walked over to Voldemort and said, "Alright, now it's your turn......"

……

Tired, Voldemort returned to his office, opened his arms and slumped on the bed.

"Smack." The sound of something hitting the ground echoed in the office.