Mars.

In fact, both Eastern and Western shamans regarded the star as an ominous symbol.

War Star, Glow.

And when similar words come out of the mouth of a horse who is good at observing the stars, it is almost a foreshadowing of the direction of something in the future.

It's just that most people don't notice the undercurrent that exists now.

For the vast majority of Hogwarts students, all they know is that there are not many Friday classes that have not begun, and that they spend almost the whole day studying in the Great Hall.

And even when you go to the bathroom, you can see those Aurors dressed in black in the hallway.

Not to mention the sense of security, when there are strangers in the school that they don't usually have access to, students will always guess about what is going on inside the school.

However, at first it was limited to discussions, and when the day passed, when the Aurors disappeared and the headmaster did not return, some of the news could not be concealed.

The headmaster was taken away by the people of the Ministry of Magic!

Realizing this, the students exploded.

"So what the hell is going on?"

The first to explode was the little lions of the glendo, impatient little lions looking left and right, first at their dean, Professor McGonagall and the other teachers,

But Professor McGonagall was as serious and logical as she insisted that the Headmaster was only temporarily going to the Ministry of Magic to clarify some facts.

Nothing happened inside the school, just last night's riot.

Of course, this argument can be accepted in the end.

It's just that there are always people who are restless.

"Hey, Ron."

Fred and George, as the epitome of restlessness, soon found their way to their youngest brother.

"We remember you seemed to be late in the break room?"

“？？？！”

Asked about this all of a sudden, Ron, who originally wanted to shut up, couldn't help but widen his eyes.

"How do you know this?"

"It's not just us, Percy knows it, you and Harry came back with the same secret passage we discovered in our first year."

"I thought that secret passage was only known to the professor......

"Ron!!"

Seeing that Ron didn't have a doorkeeper on his lips, Harry couldn't help but reach out and pull up his sleeve.

Ron was stunned at first, then quickly came back to his senses.

But by the time he realized he had said the wrong thing, it was too late.

"Were you with the professor last night?"

The twin brothers just looked at him curiously.

"Yes...... In the end, it was the professor who found us. ”

"Which professor?"

"It's Professor Dumbledore."

Just as Ron was getting more and more embarrassed, it was Harry who saved him.

"What ...... last night?"

"Nothing happened last night."

The next one to speak was Hermione.

"If anything, there's probably a troll on the first floor, but it's been dealt with by Isobel."

Last night, Professor Dumbledore had begged them not to tell them about werewolves, and they agreed.

But trolls are different, and throwing this thing out now can still divert attention.

"Trolls? Why are there trolls in schools? ”

Fred and George had strange looks.

"How did they get around the walls and into the gates? Isn't it possible to swim across the Black Lake? ”

"I don't know."

Hermione just shook her head.

"It's just that when it appeared, it really scared us all, but luckily Isobel came quickly."

"That Ravenclaw genius? Do you know? ”

"Of course I do."

Compared to Harry and Ron, Hermione was noticeably more fluent in Q&A.

"Right? We were all stupefied, but Isobel arrived with Professor Dumbledore and rescued us. ”

She looked at Harry and Ron, and the two boys nodded frantically like echo worms.

"Well, just trolls aren't fun."

With a sense of loss in fear that the world would not be chaotic, Fred and George returned to their seats under the gaze of their older brother Percy, who looked like death.

"Thank you, Granger."

Ron couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief.

But Hermione just gave him a blank look.

"I just hope you don't talk nonsense, since Professor Dumbledore reminded me, it means that this is really important......"

"I know, I know ......"

Ron just smirked.

Some of last night's events still felt like a dream to him.

It was only out of guilt that Harry took him to Hermione, only to encounter a troll in the toilet.

And after the genius of Ravenclaw stopped the troll, he encountered a werewolf on the way to the lounge.

Really, almost everyone......

Thinking of the werewolf's tall, muscular physique, Ron could still feel his heart beating faster.

And compared to them, other peers are simply not on the same level.

"You say...... Is Connor really capable of taking out a werewolf alone? ”

"Okay Ron, don't talk about that."

"Oooooooooo......oo

The matter was urgent, and there was no refutation, Ron just hugged his mouse tightly.

"Spotted, Connor is really good, isn't he?"

"Squeak Squeak"

There was no response, and the hairless rat just climbed up Ron's arm down his sleeve and into his pocket under the wizard's robe.

"Are you sleepy?"

In the noisy auditorium, no one seemed to notice what was wrong with Gryffindor.

Except for one person: Professor Quirrell.

As a Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, he sat at the edge of the room with a garlic-scented bandana, his eyes swept over the students, intentionally or unintentionally, before finally froze at Gryffindor.

But before he could pay more attention to the child named Harry Potter, the whispered question came to his ears:

"What are you looking at?"

"Ahh

Quirrell was startled, and he couldn't help but clutch his chest.

"Professor Snape?"

His voice sounded stammering, but Snape was unmoved, his deep eyes just staring at him.

"I'm just wondering if I should tell these kids the truth."

With restless hands folded, Quirrell just sneered.

"After all, this kind of thing sounds dangerous now, I think...... Maybe school closures are a good option. ”

However, there was no response from the professors around him, which made Quirrell feel a little embarrassed.

"So let's not talk about the suspension of classes, it's about this kind of thing, I think it might be a conspiracy, should we make sure that the principal's things are kept?"

"You seem to care a lot about Professor Dumbledore's stuff, Professor Quirrell."

It was still Snape, and Quirrell was just hunching his neck.

"Of course, it's a coincidence, isn't it? Not to mention the fact that there is such a thing as a werewolf in the school, it's ridiculous! ”