Two hours later, the final two minutes of Hufflepuff 4th grade Defence Against the Dark Arts class.

“…… That's all for today's lesson, as for homework, um~ Everyone should know that the Iron Armor Spell is a spell that will be learned every year since the fourth grade, and its difficulty and defensive effect will gradually increase with the in-depth study of the students. So, the homework is, to summarize briefly, what kind of defense will it have when you learn it to the end...... Next Tuesday, that's all, class! ”

With that, Rossi pointed her wand at the suitcase on the podium, and the next moment, Canigma, who was shivering and shivering with one hand pressed to the ground by Grice, was swept into it by the magic carpet that suddenly flew out.

As the students left one after another, Rosie smiled and asked:

"Grice, how are you feeling?"

Grice, who was carrying his suitcase, groaned:

"You spoke very interestingly, and your explanation of the spell was very detailed and easy to understand......"

"Eh! I'm asking you how it feels to be a teaching assistant, not for you to compliment me. As he spoke, the corners of Rossi's mouth unconsciously rose.

"What does it feel like to be a teaching assistant? A little nervous, but a novelty. ”

"When I haven't explained some knowledge points clearly, do you have the urge to take over and finish them for me?"

As they spoke, the two walked out of the classroom side by side.

"Uh......" Grice opened his mouth and didn't speak.

"That's it! I felt right. ”

As he spoke, Rosie curled the corners of her mouth and smiled, and after a moment, she continued, "I'm waiting for them to digest what I said. Not...... But if there's something I didn't say in the future, and then I didn't talk about it next, you can just talk about it when I stop, or come and remind me. ”

"yes, I see."

Since there was still some time before dinner, Rosie, who was about to go back to the dormitory to rest after coming out of the classroom, suddenly stopped.

"What's wrong?"

Noticing her gaze on the hallway to the right of the marble staircase, Grice asked in confusion.

"Grice, can you sing?"

"Huh?"

Seeing that she was stunned by this inexplicable question, Rosie smiled again and said, "Let's go, I'll take you on an adventure." ”

Although she knew that there was a high probability that the place that was recognized as a "forbidden place" by the system would not hide the Philosopher's Stone at this time, her task was only to go to the forbidden place to find out, and it had nothing to do with the Philosopher's Stone.

Pulling Grice down the hallway to the right, the large steel lock on the wooden door was open, and it looked like someone had entered before them.

Someone went in?

In confusion, Rosie creaked and pushed the wooden door open a crack.

In the next second, melodious music and snoring came out of it.

"Shh

After motioning for Grice not to make a sound, she crept in through the crack in the door,

The three-headed dog, with its eyes all closed, fell asleep, and in front of it, a log-colored harp played music automatically.

Turning his gaze to it, the trapdoor leading downstairs was there, now open.

Turning back and closing the door gently, the two quietly stepped over the legs of the three-headed dog and came to the hole in the trapdoor.

"Let's go down and see, Grace, you ......"

Before Rosie, who had grabbed the broomstick, finished speaking, Grice, who was beside him, jumped down first.

Belch...... More reckless than me.

Muttering silently, she hung the lantern on the broom, and she jumped down.

Seeing that the dark green devil's net tightly strangled Grice's legs, and Rosie, who had fallen to the ground, had just pulled out her wand, she saw her reach out and grab it, and with a slight pull, the vine was torn into two pieces.

It wasn't until this time that Rosie saw clearly that all the vines piled up at her feet had been torn off and thrown down by her.

"The flames are blazing!"

As the orange fireball flew out of thin air, the vines of the Devil's Web quickly retreated and hid against the wall.

"Alright Grice, let it go, let's go."

Hearing this, Grice casually threw aside the vine he was holding in his hand and followed Rossi down the slope of the stone corridor.

Within a few steps, Snape's voice came from afar.

“…… Professor Dumbledore, with these arrangements, if the Dark Lord dares to come, that room will surely become a prison cell for him. ”

Imprisoning the Dark Lord? Cell?

Hearing this, Rossi muttered in his heart, strange! This is obviously a clue to the mission to disrupt Voldemort's conspiracy, but how did you hear that it was Dumbledore's plan?

Dumbledore sighed and continued, "It's what we all want to see, but for now, no one can be sure that he's coming. ”

"Didn't you say two months ago, Dark Lord ......"

"Fate wasn't so good, Severus." Dumbledore interrupted him, and said in a faint voice, "Something happened. ”

Without waiting for Snape to speak, he continued: "It seems that we have friends. ”

Well? Found us?

Hearing this, Rosie couldn't help but be stunned.

"Who ?!!?"

Snape let out a low sigh, footsteps quickly approaching.

"It's me! Rosie. ”

With a smile on her face, Rosie hurried to meet her, Grace following closely behind her.

Snape held his wand in his hand and his eyes were sharp: "Rosie? How did you come here? ”

"Well, at the opening ceremony, Professor Dumbledore said it was extremely dangerous, so ...... Professional habits, you can understand, right? Professor Snape. ”

Rosie smiled and spread her hands.

"I thought you were curious and would ask Dumbledore directly."

Snape's voice was dark, his gaze scrutinizing over her and Grice's faces.

At this time, Dumbledore stepped forward with a smile: "It's okay, Severus, it's the Aurors' prudence to be suspicious of everyone. ”

He turned his gaze to Rosie: "Rosie, hearing the conversation we just had, you should be able to think of who this is for, right?" ”

Huh? Did he know I was in? Did those words be said to me on purpose?

A trace of consternation flashed in his heart, and Rosie bowed slightly: "If I'm not mistaken, it should be Voldemort." ”

"Yes, it's Lord Voldemort."

Dumbledore nodded, then said, "Now that you're here, why don't you check if there's anything missing in our setup from the perspective of an Auror?" ”

"Ding! Dumbledore asks for your help in perfecting the trap against Voldemort......"

There is nothing wrong with this logic, as long as Voldemort is caught, then whatever conspiracy he has, it will be self-defeating.

Muttering a little amusement, Rosie readily agreed:

"Okay, let me take a look at your set-up first."

(End of chapter)