Professor McGonagall's chest heaved violently, and she turned to face the stunned students who were speechless.

Her face was whiter than the ashes of the fireplace.

"Which one," Professor McGonagall said, her voice trembling, "what fool has written down all the passwords for the week and is still scattering them around?"

There was silence in the common room.

A moment later, in the solemn air, a faint, frightened voice broke the silence.

Neville Longbottom's entire body, from his head to his slipper-wearing feet, trembled, slowly raised his hands.

"Longbottom, why did you write down the password on a slip of paper?" Professor McGonagall was furious and pursed her lips and asked, "Don't you know that this can easily lead ill-intentioned people to find loopholes in the Gryffindor common room?"

"I, I know, but I can't remember......," Neville cried, "I don't have a good memory since I was a kid...... Sir Cadogan has to change several passwords a day, and I can't even remember them."

Professor McGonagall turned her attention to the portrait in the doorway.

"Don't look at me like that, ma'am." Sir Cadogan tapped his chest with his knight's sword and saluted strangely, "As a knight, of course I will do everything in my power to protect the safety of the territory! I think changing the password at any time will better protect this territory!"

"But, but why would you let in someone who is clearly not a student?" Professor McGonagall wondered.

"Ah, as a knight, principles matter." Sir Cadogan rightly said, "Since he is able to answer my command, it would be contrary to the principles of being a knight not to let him in."

"Besides, how can I tell if he's a new professor?"

Listening to Sir Cadogan's arguments, Professor McGonagall and the young wizards fell silent.

He seemed to have a point, and they couldn't even refute it......

……

Soon, Dumbledore also arrived at the Gryffindor common room, which had been attacked.

Dracula didn't have the habit of sleeping at night, and soon heard the movement and flew up.

He slipped into the lounge through the owl's delivery window, startling the young wizards present.

"Here you are, Professor Dracula." Seeing Dracula's arrival, Dumbledore, dressed in purple cotton pajamas, walked over and asked with a solemn face, "Have you found Sirius Black?"

Dracula cooperatively took out the title deed from his pocket and looked through the entire castle inside and out, but found nothing suspicious.

"Nothing found." He shook his head.

Dumbledore also used the Patronus and the Tracer Charm to patrol around the castle, then shook his head as well.

"I've searched all the miles around the castle, and there's no Blake anywhere near the Black Lagoon or the Quidditch pitch." He said.

"Strange ......," Dracula frowned slightly, puzzled, "It shouldn't have been long since Blake left here, and with no way to use apparition within Hogwarts, he shouldn't be able to get out of our sight in such a short period of time."

….

"That's right, so I think he must have some way of blocking out our perceptions." Dumbledore bowed, "Or rather, he has a way out of Hogwarts in a short period of time."

"Why don't you ask Professor Lupin?" Dracula asked tentatively, "He was friends with Sirius Blake when he was in school, so maybe he could see something."

Dumbledore's face changed slightly, and before he could speak, another greasy voice came from the door of the common room.

"I'm afraid you won't be able to see him today!"

Greasy voices appeared beside Dracula along with long greasy hair, and Snape unceremoniously stepped into Gryffindor's common room, smiling disdainfully.

The entry of the Slytherin dean made the young wizards of Gryffindor very happy

Dissatisfied, but seeing that the president and vice president had no opinions, these students could only show some resentment on their faces, and did not dare to directly oppose it.

Snape glanced haughtily at the disgruntled little wizards, sneered, and continued:

"Headmaster, I remember telling you that this new colleague isn't very reliable. The wanted man is still in the castle, and maybe he will almost get it!"

"It was my negligence to ignore Blake's knowledge of Professor Lupin's weaknesses." Dumbledore said, then looked back at Professor McGonagall, "Minerva, please take the other professors and take a closer look at the castle."

Professor McGonagall nodded, and walked away from the group in a hurry.

Dracula looked at Dumbledore and Snape in confusion, not quite understanding what the two were doing, why they couldn't go to Professor Lupin today to ask about the matter, and what Professor Lupin's weaknesses were.

Just then, he suddenly caught a glimpse of the sky outside the window.

In the middle of the night, a full moon was emerging from a cloud that had piled up, shedding a clear moonlight.

Today is much more than Halloween......

The night of the full moon.

Dracula suddenly remembered what kind of identity he was when he first met Lu Pingping.

He is a werewolf who was brought to the meeting room of Dracula's Castle by several high-ranking vampires after the end of the Romanian war with werewolves and the Shadow Corps.

Werewolves on full moon nights will transform into wolves and lose their minds, and only wolf poison potions can make werewolves spend this cruel night in their sanity.

And Snape is probably the only wizard in the entire castle who can refine wolf poison potions, and he seems to have a bit of a holiday with Lupin back then, so it is not surprising that this Potions professor knows Lupin's true identity.

Sirius Blake also knew that it was a full moon night, so he took advantage of Lupin's inevitable inability to spot him, and sneaked into the Gryffindor common room.

But now the question is, why did Sirius Black attack Ron Wesley and not Harry Potter after he went to great lengths to infiltrate the Gryffindor common room?

Dracula looked at Ron.

"Wait, Wes."

….

He stopped Ron, who was in a state of panic and wanted to go back to his dorm room for a good night's sleep.

"What's wrong, Professor?"

"I'm here, Professor!"

"What's the matter, Professor?"

"Professor's ......"

Fred, George, Percy, Ron, and even Ginny Wess came, and the five fiery red-haired students turned their heads to look at Dracula at the same time.

Dracula: "......"

"My name is Ronald Wess, and the other Wess can go back." The corners of his mouth twitched a little, and he waved his hand at Wesley other than Ron, "Ron Wess come and stay, I have some questions for you."

Ron pointed his finger at himself in surprise, and after receiving an affirmative answer from Dracula, he walked up the stairs.

"Professor, you're looking for me?" His face was still a little pale, and he asked in a hoarse voice.

"Yes, let's stay with Potter." Dracula gestured to Harry not far away.

Ron and Harry came to Dracula's side, and Hermione quietly stood in front of the fireplace with her two friends.

"Come on, Wes, think carefully about what happened." Looking at the three young wizards in their pajamas and looking dazed, Dracula asked Ron, "Did you wake up and see Sirius Blake what he was doing and what he was doing?"

Hearing Dracula's question, the other young wizards were not sleepy, and they pricked up their ears, or sat on the couch in the common room and pretended to study, or stood on the steps in front of the dormitory door to eavesdrop.

They all wanted to know the details of this shocking affair.

Ron also seemed to enjoy being surrounded by people

The feeling of viewing, the face of fear was washed away a lot, and he said with joy:

"I was still asleep, and then I faintly heard the sound of tearing things, and I thought I was dreaming, so I ignored him. But then another gust of wind blew over me, and then I woke up and saw that one side of the curtain beside the bed had been torn off......

"Then I rolled over and saw him standing in front of me...... Like a skeleton with a large mass of filthy hair, and a large long knife in his hand, I must have been twelve inches long...... He looked at me, I looked at him, and then I screamed and he ran away."

"Escaped?" Dracula raised an eyebrow, "He's a dangerous Death Eater, why did he run away because of your screams?"

"yes, Blake went to the wrong bed, why don't you kill Ron and keep looking for me?" Harry was also puzzled by this, "What Blake did twelve years ago shows that he doesn't care about killing innocent people, and this time he only has five unarmed young wizards in front of him, four of whom are still asleep!"

"yes, he could have killed all five of us, so he wouldn't have missed Harry, right?" Ron chimed in.

Dracula fell silent, silently thinking.

Harry's side was still wrestling his brains with reasoning.

"Blake must know that it will be difficult for him to get out of the castle if you wake everyone up by screaming." He thought about it for a moment, then said, "To go back through the hole in that portrait, he must kill the whole college, and then he may also meet the professors......

….

"Wait, what Wes said before he came...... Your bed is upside down, and your mattress has several holes?" Dracula interrupted Harry abruptly and asked.

"yes, what's the problem?" Ron froze.

"I wonder if Blake himself isn't looking for Potter, but something from Wesley?" Dracula guessed, "Come Wes, do you have anything valuable or special?"

"No...... No, I don't." Ron was full of doubts, "My family never let me bring anything valuable, I even had to wait for my dad to win the jackpot for a wand."

Then, he suddenly shouted, "By the way, my spot is gone, it must be frightened...... By the way, Hermione, keep an eye on your cat, and don't let it sneak into the men's bedroom and take away the speckled thing again!"

"Ron, it's nature to catch a cat and mouse, you can't be so selfish as to stifle the freedom of Crookshan!" Hermione replied unconvinced.

"It's not like you have to buy a cat at the pet store!" Ron shouted, "I've been raising Spotted for three years, and that's why he's so sluggish this semester you've had a cat!"

「……」

Dracula subconsciously looked at the ginger half-breed cat in Hermione's arms, and suddenly noticed that there was something inconsistent in the conversation between the two just now-

"Wes, you mean...... Have you been raising rats for three years?" He asked, frowning.

The lifespan of rats is usually between 1 and 3 years, while the lifespan of pet rats is mostly two years.

A pet mouse that has lived for three years is already considered to be quite long-lived.

"Yes, Spotted was Percy's pet before, but then when I came to Hogwarts to attend school, Percy became a prefect, and his mother bought him a new owl......" Ron's tone was a little jealous, "and Percy gave Spotted to me."

"Wait, you said that rat was Percy's pet before?" Dracula's brow furrowed even tighter.

"yes, I've always had to use my brothers' things, whether it's clothes, wands, textbooks, or pets......" Ron said with no resentment.

At this time, Dumbledore next to him was also keenly aware of the problem and came to Dracula's side.

"Professor Dracula, what do you mean......" Dumbledore asked softly.

"Whether or not I'm overreacting, it shouldn't be too difficult to find a mouse." Dracula shook his head slightly.

He raised his wand in Luo

Eun nodded, and then read:

"Avensegiu."

A yellow line appeared on the ground, connecting Ron's body at one end and extending to the doorway to the common room.

Ron looked at the yellow line for some reason, thinking that Professor Dracula, who had never been very easy to talk to, would be willing to help him find his pet himself, with a rather excited look on his face.

As everyone knows, Dracula really wants to find his pet, but he doesn't plan to return it to him......

A burgundy glow swirled in his eyes, and Dracula's gaze followed the line infinitely, and then saw the end of its connection—

It was the path to the northeast of Hogwarts Castle, and a gray rat was trying to crawl quickly in the direction of the Forbidden Forest.

It is not like a normal pet rat running aimlessly, but crawling straight to the thickest and most suitable hiding place in the bushes as if it has a clear goal.

"Interesting."

Dracula withdrew his gaze and slowly curled the corners of his mouth.

He and Dumbledore looked at each other, bowing their heads to each other.

Immediately, the two of them disappeared in the Gryffindor common room at the same time, and instantly reappeared on the path where the gray mouse was traveling.

……

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