It was a dark, overcast night, and the moon was hiding behind dark clouds.

Rig used the Transfiguration Charm to cloak him and Harry, as well as the crate containing Noble.

Noble drank the large bowl of brandy that Hagrid had prepared for her in one gulp, and fell asleep in the box with her bear in his mouth.

Even when Harry accidentally tripped over a rock and stumbled while on the road, it didn't wake her up.

It was also a relief to Rig and Harry.

To make sure everything goes smoothly.

Rig and Harry, after confirming that it was still early, took a detour to the Black Lagoon with their crates.

The wind was not very strong tonight, and the lake in the distance shone with a fine light, and the side near the shore was as smooth as a mirror.

They really disappeared.

Only the trampled lawn proves that there are four feet here.

As midnight approached, they carried Noble up the marble steps of the foyer and down the dark hallway.

One floor up, one floor up.

Even though the box had an armrest to lift, Rig felt his right hand sore and numb.

Noble was so heavy, he had never lifted something so heavy, and it had been so long.

Harry's heavy gasps behind him, and Rig felt like his illusion spell had been used for nothing.

In case any professor had the whim to see the night tonight, he would be able to find them just by hearing the sound of gasping.

Thanks to the hint from the Twins, Rig copied some shortcuts as he pondered.

But it's not a hassle.

Hagrid's motherly love was now transformed into a heavy weight.

Panting and halfway through carrying the box, Rig finally remembered what he had forgotten.

He sighed in chagrin and tapped on the box for Harry to stop.

The two fools put the box down, and Rig wiped the sweat from his forehead and pulled his wand out of his sleeve.

"Yuga Dim Leviosa!"

The heavy box floated in the air, and Harry's mouth opened wide.

"Merlin, what a fool I'm in."

Obviously, he also used the levitation charm, but Harry still rarely used the charm in his daily life.

Rig, who had just arrived in the wizarding world not long ago, was surprisingly similar to Harry, a young wizard who had just entered the wizarding world.

After some discussion, in order to preserve Rig's magic for the Transfiguration Charm, the Levitation Charm was replaced by Harry.

It was only as soon as he floated that Harry realized the gap between himself and Rig.

The magic is flowing out.

It's as if a Muggle is looking at a phone that loses power every second.

"Hurry up, hurry up!"

Finally, they reached the hallway one floor below the tallest tower, and Harry urged them repeatedly.

Delay a little longer, and maybe he'll be empty.

In the fourth-floor corridor of Hogwarts Castle, Malfoy triumphantly follows Filch.

"Dear Professor Filch, I assure you that there will be stupid lions going on a night tour today."

Mrs. Loris rubbed Filch's legs, and the two of them walked forward with their lamps.

Filch nodded repeatedly, looking very useful.

Being called Professor by a young Slytherin wizard, Filch felt his ribcage fill up and his chin raised.

Hermione and Ron had been hiding in the corner, muttering to themselves, suspecting Malfoy of letting them go.

It's close, it's close.

Filch's limping footsteps approached.

Hermione and Ron looked at each other, counting down to one, two, three.

There was a sudden movement ahead, startling Filch and Malfoy.

Looking at them a dozen paces away, two black figures were scuffling each other. A light is shining.

"Ron, what an idiot!" Hermione's low growl.

Ron didn't dare touch Hermione's moldy head.

Filch couldn't believe that he had such good fortune today, and froze in place.

Lady Loris took the lead and rushed out.

"Damn, it's Lady Loris!"

Ron shouted, grabbed Hermione and ran.

Along the way, he panicked and knocked down all the armor and decorations.

Rows of armor fell, and vases fell to the ground with a loud bang.

From above, there was a question, "What happened?" ”

It's Professor McGonagall.

Dressed in a plaid dressing gown and a hairnet, she stood on the edge of the stairs and looked down.

The lights of Hogwarts Castle were lit at the behest of Professor McGonagall.

Ron, who kept yelling, his red hair was so dazzling.

Hermione, who was dragged to run together, used spells from time to time to block Filch who was chasing after her.

"Merlin's Christmas stockings," Professor McGonagall pushed her glasses that had almost fallen off, unable to believe her eyes.

"Confinement!" She shouted, "Gryffindor deduct twenty points!" Wandering around in the middle of the night, how dare you ......"

Professor McGonagall was furious, shouting for points deductions as she ran down.

There were also other professors who heard the movement and came out to check.

Hearing Professor McGonagall's roar echo through the castle, she shook her head again, closed the office door, and went back.

The stairs of Hogwarts Castle were so disobedient that the stairs that were supposed to go to Ron and Hermione suddenly turned away.

Professor McGonagall could only watch them play Hogwarts Run.

Ron and Hermione ran in front, and Filch and Lady Loris chased behind.

Finally, the pretentious Ron and Hermione duo were successfully caught by Filch and forced to stop on a small exposed balcony that Ron had long been optimistic about.

The clouds finally lifted, and the bright moonlight hit the ground and Ron and Hermione.

The wind blew slowly, blowing away the heat from their bodies.

After running wildly for so long, Ron felt like he was about to spontaneously combust.

It's nice to have a little wind.

Professor McGonagall finally arrived.

Filch panted and asked Professor McGonagall for credit, "Today a young Slytherin wizard told me that there will be a student night out......"

Professor McGonagall's eyebrows furrowed.

Malfoy walked over slowly, "That's right, Professor. ”

He said slowly, "There are two restless little lions here who have violated the school rules, and when I heard it, I told the honorable Professor Filch." ”

Malfoy's unobtrusive flattery made Filch even happier.

Strongly recommending the torture equipment in Professor McGonagall's office, "they should be given a hard time......

Professor McGonagall shook her head.

"I've decided on their punishment, Gryffindor's points have been deducted, and I'll inform Hagrid tomorrow of the confinement."

"I'll take these two students first."

"This, this, this." Filch stammered for a reason.

Professor McGonagall's punishment was too light, for him to say.

Highlight one raised high and fall gently.

Ron and Hermione looked at each other in surprise, and according to the plan, they thought they were going to be deducted 40 points.

Ron pursed his lips tightly for fear of laughing out loud.

With a light breeze, I feel more comfortable.

Hermione was almost overwhelmed by the guilt.

Professor McGonagall's disappointed look broke her heart when she arrived.

Hermione was about to tell Professor McGonagall that she hadn't intentionally broken the school rules.

But Hermione held back, her mouth tightly closed, her wand clenched.

Ten minutes to go until 12 midnight.