"It's broken! He's going to hang on the lamp, and he's going to fall off!"

Harry said to Ron beside him as he ran in the direction of Neville with the young wizard.

"What then?"

Ron said with an anxious look on his face as he looked at Neville, who was flying around the castle tower.

"I—" Harry was dumbfounded, he didn't know what to do to save Neville.

"Let's go! Let's go find the pitch-iron lamp, and wait for Neville to fall and cast a levitation charm on him!"

Hermione, who was following behind the two, heard the conversation between Harry and Ron, and instantly sped up and ran in front of them, and said loudly.

"Hmm... That's a good idea!"

Harry's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he immediately nodded in agreement.

Ron, who was beside him, also didn't feel too much dissatisfaction with the excellent and high-profile Hermione because he had seen it, and nodded in agreement.

Once the trio had reached a plan to rescue Neville, they broke away from the crowd and ran towards the city walls.

But when they came to the city wall, they saw a black iron lamp every ten meters on the high wall, and it instantly became messy.

"What to do? What kind of light is it?"

The three people standing under the towering city wall tilted their heads and remained silent for a long time.

Ron wiped his sweat from his sleeve and looked at the walls a little helplessly. As far as he could see, there were five black iron lamps.

Even if one person guards one, there are still two.

What to do?

The three of them looked at each other and fell silent.

"Why don't you call Arthur over and see if he can do anything?"

Watching Neville leave the tower and fly around the school building. Harry sensed that time was running out for them, and spoke.

"Harry Potter and the Philosopher's Stone" was written by Arthur, and now Neville is in the same crisis as in the book, and he is the one who is most likely to save Neville.

"He? Forget it. Without him, we would!"

Hearing that Arthur was going to be asked for help, Hermione was the first to express her attitude.

"That nasty guy was laughing at me just now. How can I let him see how helpless I am..."

"He's a Slytherin, there's no way he can help us."

Ron, who was naturally hostile to Slytherin, echoed it. Neither he nor Arthur had spoken a word in the course of a month.

Just because Arthur was a member of Slytherin, he felt that Arthur was just like any other obnoxious Slytherin student.

"What then?"

Harry looked at his two companions, disgusted with Arthur so much, and couldn't help but speak in a heavier tone.

However, at this time, both of them were focused on Neville's body, and did not notice that Harry's tone was venting their dissatisfaction, thinking that he was concerned about Neville's safety, so he was overexerting himself like this.

"That's it! Harry, you go to the first iron lamp on the left, Ron you go to the first iron lamp on the right, and I'm standing in the middle. When Neville falls among us, we will be the first to help."

Hermione thought for a long time, then told the two of them her plan.

"Good!"

Harry and Ron couldn't think of a good solution, so they could only follow Hermione's advice and quickly separate and run towards the iron lights on both sides.

"Haha~ Arthur, look at this idiot, it's really the same as what you wrote."

Draco, surrounded by Goyle and Crabbe, came up to Arthur and gloated.

Other people's pain always brought Draco joy.

"So... Do you want to learn the plot and snatch Neville's Memory Orb with Harry?"

Arthur was looking at Professor Hooch, who didn't look like a wizard at all. Hearing Draco's voice, he asked rhetorically.

"This..."

Draco was instantly dumbfounded, he didn't know if he wanted to answer yes or no.

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Arthur didn't intend to let Harry chase him on a broomstick before he asked him rhetorically. This would make Harry, like the one in the middle, favored by Professor McGonagall.

Not letting Harry join the Gryffindor Quidditch team was one of his plans to fight back against Harry.

But now that Arthur asked rhetorically, Draco hesitated for a moment.

What if you say no and make Arthur angry?

Rather than defeating Harry, whom he regarded as an opponent, it was too important to have Arthur's friendship.

He is bent on winning over Arthur, and if he makes Arthur dissatisfied now, it will be more than worth the loss.

"Forget it, I'm kidding you. Don't be nervous."

Seeing Draco's hesitation, Arthur said casually and pulled out his journal.

As soon as he took out his pencil and was about to use his writing skills to land Neville safely, it occurred to him that he had already used it once in the afternoon.

If you use it again, it will cost money.

Thinking of this, Arthur shook his head helplessly, and then put the journal back away.

"Let's go, go under the walls. I remember you used the levitation charm well, and you will save Neville with me in a moment."

"You're going to save him?!" Draco asked, somewhat surprised.

He was accustomed to Arthur's sudden act of taking out his diary, and he did not suspect anything.

Arthur was a writer, and it was normal for inspiration to strike once in a while, and to write it down casually.

Not only did Draco not suspect it, but the young wizards who knew Arthur also thought it was normal.

Only Headmaster Dumbledore frowned when he saw Arthur take out his diary, and secretly wondered if he was using his power again.

"You're going to upset the other Slytherin students. After all, we hate Gryffindor."

Draco couldn't help but remind when he saw that Arthur was really going to rescue Neville.

"Don't you think that by doing this, Professor Huo Qi will give us extra college points? Sometimes, don't just focus on the grievances in front of you, the pattern can be opened up a little more."

After Arthur finished speaking, he walked in the direction of the city wall. Draco, who was behind him, listened to his words, his face tightened, and he fell into deep thought.

At Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, professors reward or deduct house points for students in each house each semester based on their performance.

At the end of the semester, Headmaster Dumbledore awarded the Hogwarts Cup to the house with the highest score based on the house score.

They have been number one in Slytherin for six years in a row and have won six House Cups.

Although the vast majority, no! It was almost all Slytherin students who thought that this year's House Cup would still belong to Slytherin.

But Draco knew that Arthur had predicted the year, and if he didn't make any changes, the House Cup would most likely be snatched up by Gryffindor.

"Arthur! Wait for me! I'm with you!"

Draco let out a loud cry and hurried after Arthur.

Although he hated Gryffindor, he wanted to get house points and gain Arthur's favor.

He decided to try to be an open-minded person, as Arthur said.

Goyle and Crabbe see that Draco, who has always liked to bully Neville, and actually wants to follow Arthur to help Neville. Their brains are like a lake of pulp, and their hearts are very puzzled.

"Oh, that's not what I've learned of a Slytherin student should be. Is there something wrong with that worn, stinky hat?"

On a tree on the east side of the playground, the witch sitting on the trunk of the tree, waving her wand with her white and delicate hands, looked at Arthur's back with charming platinum eyes, and couldn't help but snort.