"Why don't you go in?" Ron said curiously.

Charon looked over the head. The portrait seemed to be closed.

"Please let me pass." Percy's voice, he walked out of the crowd with vigour. "Why are you stuck here? You don't necessarily forget your password, do you? I'm sorry, I'm the president of the boys' student council......"

The crowd quieted down, from the front, so it was like a cold snap spreading through the hallway. They heard Percy speak, and their voices suddenly shrivelled, "Who's going to ask Professor Dumbledore." Fast! ”

People all turned around, and the last man stood on tiptoe.

"What's wrong?" Ginny said she had just arrived.

After a while, Professor Dumbledore arrived, and he hurried over to the portrait; The Gryffindor students huddled together to let him pass, and Charon, Harry, Ron, and Hermione leaned closer to see what was in trouble.

"Oh my God!" Hermione exclaimed, grabbing Charon's arm. The fat lady had disappeared from the portrait, which had been vandalized, with small pieces of canvas scattered all over the floor, and large pieces of canvas completely torn from the frame. Dumbledore gave a quick glance at the damaged painting.

"Professor McGonagall, please go to Filch at once, and tell him to look for the fat lady on every painting in the castle."

"You're going to be lucky!" A hoarse voice said. It was Peeves, a pesterman, who jumped over the heads of the crowd, and looked happy, seeing the sight of destruction and sorrow, as he had always been.

"What do you mean by that, Peeves?" Dumbledore asked calmly. Peeves' smile faded a little. He didn't dare laugh at Dumbledore. He instead adopted a slick tone, which sounded better than the hoarse.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Headmaster. The fat lady didn't want to be seen. She made a mess. I saw her running past the landscape painting on the fifth floor, sir, hiding among the trees, crying and saying something terrible. He said happily. Poor thing. He added, but he didn't mean to pity anyone else.

"Did she tell who did it?" Dumbledore asked quietly.

"Oh, that's it, Professor." Peeves said, as if he was holding a big bomb in his arms.

"She wouldn't let him in, and he was very annoyed, you know." Peeves somersaulted in the air, grinning at Dumbledore from between his own legs. "He's got a bad temper, Sirius Black."

Professor Dumbledore called all the Gryffindor students back to the Great Hall, and ten minutes later, the Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw, Slytherin, and other students arrived, all of whom looked confused.

"The faculty and I are going to conduct a thorough search of the castle," Professor Dumbledore said to the students, as Professor McGonagall and Flitwick closed all the doors to the Great Hall, "for your own safety, I think you may have to spend the night here." I asked the prefects to stand guard at the entrance to the auditorium, and the boys and girls student council presidents remained in the auditorium to take charge of the administration. Report anything to me immediately," he added to Percy, who looked like an important person with a look of pride on his face, "Find a ghost to bring me a message." ”

Professor Dumbledore paused and was about to leave the Great Hall, then said, "Oh, by the way, you're going to need ......" and with a casual wave of his wand, the long tables flew to the edge of the Great Hall and stood against the wall; With one more wave, the ground was covered with hundreds of purple sleeping bags.

"Sleep well." Professor Dumbledore said that he had closed the door as he went out. The auditorium immediately resounded with an excited buzz: the Gryffindor students were busy telling the other students what had just happened.

"Everybody's in a sleeping bag!" Percy shouted, "Quick, no one speaks!" Lights out in 10 minutes! ”

"Come on." Charon told Harry, Ron, and Hermione that they had grabbed four sleeping bags and hid them in the corner.

"Did you say Blake was still in the castle?" Hermione asked anxiously in a whisper.

"Dumbledore obviously thinks so, but I think he's gone." Charon said.

"We're lucky that he picked to come tonight, you know?" Hermione said that at this point they got into their sleeping bags and put their upper bodies on their elbows to talk.

"None of us were in the tower tonight, and it's a good thing Harry wasn't ...... either", and now Hermione was glad that Harry had sneaked away to Hogsmeade!

"Cut, that's his luck, if he meets me, it won't be so easy to slip away." Charon said confidently.

"I guess he's getting by, because he's been on the run," Ron said, "and I didn't expect it to be Halloween." Otherwise, he wouldn't have broken in. ”

"Is that really the case?" Charon was a little suspicious that a person who could successfully escape from Azkaban would not be so careless.

Hermione shuddered, and Charon patted her hand and comforted, "Don't be afraid, it's okay with me." ”

Of course, there's another question that hovers around everyone: "Sirius Black, how did he get in?" ”

"Maybe he knows how to sneak," said a Ravenclaw student a few feet away, "from thin air." You know. ”

"Probably put it in makeup." A fifth-grader at Hufflepuff House said.

"Or it flew in." Dean Thomas said.

"Honestly, am I the only one who has ever read it without fear of trouble?" Hermione said angrily to Charon, Harry, and Ron.

"Probably." Ron said, "Why? ”

"Because this castle is not only protected by walls, you know," said Hermione, "and the castle has all kinds of magic cast to prevent outsiders from sneaking in. You can't get in. And I'd like to see what kind of costume can fool the Dementors. These guys guard every entrance. If he flies in, they'll see it too. And Filch knows all the secret passages, and they will seal them all! ”

"Lights out now!" Percy yelled, "I want everyone to get into their sleeping bags and stop talking!" ”

All the candles went out at once. The only light now came from the silver ghosts, who roamed around, talking solemnly to the prefects. The enchanted ceiling is like the sky outside, full of stars.

Every hour, a teacher shows up in the auditorium to see if everything is okay. At about three o'clock in the morning, many of the students finally fell asleep, and at this point, Professor Dumbledore entered. He was looking for Percy, who crept between his sleeping bags to tell anyone who was talking. Percy wasn't far from Charon, Harry, Ron, and Hermione, and they quickly pretended to be asleep. At this time, Dumbledore's footsteps were getting closer.

"Any signs of him, Professor?" Percy asked quietly.

"Nope. How's it going here? ”

"Everything is under control, sir."

"Good. Now you don't have to let them change places. I've found a temporary guard for the Portrait Cave in Gryffindor. Tomorrow you can call everyone back. ”

"What about the fat lady, sir?"

"Hiding in the map of Angel County on the third floor. Apparently she wouldn't let Blake in without asking for an order, so he did it. She was still in a terrible mood, but once she calmed down, I asked Filch to fix her. ”

Charon heard the door of the hall open again, and heard more footsteps.

"Headmaster?" This is Snape.

"The entire fourth floor has been checked, and he is not there. Filch checked the main castle building, and there was no one there. ”

"Where's the Astronomical Tower? Professor Trelawney's room? Where do owls roost? ”

"I've checked it all."

"Very well, Severus, I don't really think Blake is going to stay."

"How did he get in, do you have any insight on that, Headmaster?" Snape asked.

Charon lifted his head slightly so that the other ear could hear better.

"Many, Severus, each one is as impossible as the one below."

Charon's eyes opened a slit, and he stole a glance at where they stood. Dumbledore had his back to him, but he could see Percy's face, but seeing that he was engrossed and could also see Snape's side, Snape seemed to be angry.

"You remember our conversation, Headmaster, just before the semester begins." Snape said, barely opening his lips as he spoke, as if he didn't want Percy to be part of their conversation.

"Remember, Severus." Dumbledore said, his voice with something like a warning.

"Like, it's almost impossible, Blake couldn't get into this school without help from within, and I did express my concern, ...... you appointed"

"I don't believe there's a single person in this castle who would help Blake in." Dumbledore said, his tone making it clear that the matter was over here, so Snape did not answer. "I have to go to the Dementors," Dumbledore said, "I said we'd let them know when we searched them." ”

"Are they going to help, sir?" Snape said.

"Oh, yes," said Dumbledore coldly, "but I'm afraid that as long as I'm the headmaster, they won't be allowed to cross the threshold of the school." ”。

Percy seemed slightly embarrassed. Dumbledore left the Great Hall, walking quickly and lightly. New Tip stood for a moment, watching the headmaster leave, with a deep anger on his face. And then he was gone, too. Charon looked to Harry, Ron, and Hermione. All three had their eyes open, looking at the ceiling with stars.

"What are these words talking about?" Harry's lip sync meant that.