Under Dumbledore's reluctant gaze, Gretel took the new note.

The night at Hogwarts was anything but peaceful, except for Filch, who was on patrol and his pioneer, Lady Loris.

There are also little wizards in various colleges and grades, who can't sleep at night.

The devil knows why, after a day of studying, he was so tired that he was about to walk the dead.

Why is it that at night, the little wizards are like a new engine, and they are happy to travel at night.

The most excessive is the little Hufflepuff wizard, who actually takes a night tour with food, and his pleasant expression is like a picnic in the deserted wilderness.

Only when he heard the sound of footsteps, he took a keen step and hid in a dark corner.

They can dodge Filch's squib, but they can't dodge Gretel.

Whenever Glitter looked meaningfully into some dark corner, he could hear a soft boo.

He had no interest in being Filch's accomplice, but he just missed the night wizards with a smile on his lips.

In order to prevent being harassed by Filch, Dumbledore even sent Fawkes out to roam Gretel's head.

There is no doubt that Filch, the janitor of Hogwarts, is so open and honest that he never hides his ill will towards the little wizard.

Even in order to accommodate Filch, a huge Hogwarts did not allow young wizards to use magic in the corridors.

Sometimes Glitter even wonders if Filch saved the life of a Hogwarts Headmaster, or if he has such a strong background.

It is surprising that a wizarding school can accommodate a squib like this.

It's a ridiculous joke.

In the middle of the night, in the castle of Hogwarts, only Gretel, with a phoenix on his head, swaggered and walked as if no one was around.

If it weren't for the fact that he didn't like to cause trouble, Gao Gao would have taken Fox to Filch and looked at his disgusted expression.

If Hogwarts had a ranking of the most hated creatures, Filch would have been elected by a high margin.

Peeves, who stirs trouble at every turn, and Snape, the paralyzed dean with a poisonous tongue, can't catch up with Filch's fraction of the total.

Turning a corner, Gretel saw two somewhat familiar figures hiding in the corner.

Bright red hair, undoubtedly, characteristic of the Weasleys.

Another small figure, with a retro small black round frame, and a half-length black hair that always looks like he can't wake up.

Harry Potter and his good friend Ron Weasley.

The two men cowered cautiously in the corner, breathing heavily, poking their two little heads into the hallway, as if they were hiding from something.

Gretel believes that this must not be their first night trip.

The probe is too skillful.

Willing to stagger them, but this corridor is the only way back to the tower.

"Ahem~"

The sound from behind shook the duo's bodies in fright, and they didn't even have time to observe the corridor next to them.

Ron Weasley clung to the wall stiffly, not wanting to face the fact that he had been caught.

It wasn't until Harry, who had the audacity to turn around, pulled him a few times that he let go of his fingers at the ravages of the wall.

"Gretel, get inside, Filch's cat is coming." Harry beckoned.

Very kind, not bad, Gretel added a few points to Harry in his heart.

To be honest, he couldn't stand Hagrid's tugging for a long time, and every time he went to Hagrid's cabin, he had to listen to his regretful complaints.

"You're really busy, Harry mentions you every time he comes, saying you've been praised by the professor again."

"Harry said that every time he went to Potions class, Professor Snape used you to hit him."

"Harry also said that you really don't seem to like him, and he can sense that your attitude towards others is different from that of him."

"Gretel, Harry really wants to be friends with you."

"Harry said he was locked up in Professor Snape's office this week, and Professor Snape said he was not even as good as a troll."

……

Anyway, it was Harry who said it, and Harry said that Glitter didn't reply to Hagrid's letters much anymore, because he had been trying to create an opportunity for the two young wizards to meet.

But Glitter really didn't want to get on the ship, and getting on the boat meant that he would definitely face Voldemort.

It would have been fine if he had been alone, but there was a whole welfare home behind him.

Whether it is the people in the welfare home, or the priest who often sends supplies to the welfare home.

In front of wizards, they have no power to protect themselves.

If it was possible to put the people in the welfare home in danger, even if there was a possibility of one in ten thousand, he would rather not make this friend.

Fawkes, who had gone out to swim, also rushed back, and with a flash of fire, it appeared on the back of Gretel's head.

Ron and Harry's eyes widened in disbelief.

Gretel certainly knew what they were thinking, and they must have thought it was Filch's new helper.

"Fawkes, Dumbledore's, um~ Dumbledore's buddy."

Gretel's explanation clearly pleased Fox, who landed on Gretel's shoulder and rubbed him a few times.

"What are you?"

Harry's eyes lit up and he was about to say what they were for, but Ron reacted and tugged at the corner of his coat.

The words blurted out were blocked in his throat.

Ron rolled his eyes, "We're adventure, yes, adventure, George and Fred bet with me."

They said that there were a lot of secret passages in Hogwarts, and I couldn't find them, so I pulled Harry out to help me find them. ”

Gretel didn't bother to poke at their lame excuse and shrugged, "Okay, then I'll go back first, and I wish you all a happy adventure." ”.

Harry stopped talking, his glowing pupils dimming.

"But be careful, but don't meet Filch, he likes nothing more than for a little wizard like you to make mistakes."

Gretel's polite concern made Harry instantly happy, and his small round-rimmed glasses curled up with his eyebrows.

Not noticing that the corners of Ron's mouth dropped slightly.

Glitter didn't plan to follow them on a night tour, politely saying goodbye and preparing to leave.

"Meow~"

With a terrible meow, the patterns were intertwined, and the dull-haired Lady Loris appeared in front of the three of them.

"It's over." Harry and Ron looked at each other, then ran in the direction Gretel had come from.

Harry beckoned, "Gretel, run, Filch will be coming soon." ”

Gretel didn't move, he took out his wand and pointed it at Lady Loris's back.

"It's all petrified."

He turned his head and smiled, and said, "Run, Fox is here, Filch can't do anything with me." ”

Fox chirped in affirmation.

Harry took a deep look and ran away with Ron.

In just a minute, Filch was running out of breath.

Gretel believed that he must not have caught a little wizard for a long time, and his withered face was full of irrepressible joy.

Until, seeing Lady Loris, who was as stiff as a sculpture, accompanied his beloved cat for an unknown amount of time.

"How dare you!"

Filch was like a demon crawling out of hell, squeezing out of his throat with resentment in his voice.

In particular, the culprit in front of him still clasped his hands on his chest and raised his head with his chest straight.

In the face of him, the gatekeeper, not only was he not afraid, but he also had a sense of pride on his face.

He knew the little wizard, Gretel, the most famous person in the entire Hogwarts this school year.

Even Harry Potter, who defeated the Mystery, was not as famous as his name.

He fantasized more than once about what kind of punishment Glitter would use if he fell into his hands, causing him a shadow for the rest of his life.

It's just that he hasn't had a chance, and it can be said that Glitter is the most well-behaved little wizard he's ever seen, never casting spells in the corridor.

He hadn't even frolicked in the hallway, not at all like an eleven-year-old first-year wizard.

In addition to classes every day, there is the library, the dining hall and his dormitory, the Ravenclaw Tower.

There's not a single bit of a handle on it.

Originally, he had already given up, who would have thought that there would be such a big surprise tonight.