"Hmm-"

After a few moans of pain, Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Dobby and Winter, who were lying beside them, came to their senses one after another, and the pain caused by the sudden change of space to their bodies and consciousness made the three little wizards and the two house-elves confused, but the room in front of them still forced them to regain their sanity as quickly as possible.

"We are."

Harry opened his mouth and stared at everything in front of him, muttering as if he had lost his voice,

"Where?"

They were currently in a room the size of a classroom, decorated with yellow and black draperies, wallpaper, floors, and curtains, a room that looked like an office and a living room combined.

"I don't know—"

Ron blinked in surprise, he was facing the direction of the window, the soft sunlight was shining through the window on the floor of the room, making the little wizards who had been freezing in the cold corridor for most of the day feel warm and comfortable.

"--Look at the weather outside, Harry, oh my God, I can't imagine how long we've been fainting!"

Ron said in surprise.

"Maybe we fainted and were discovered by a professor who took us out of there and put us in his office temporarily."

Hermione hesitated, but she didn't trust her own reasoning.

If that's what she says, then the professor who saved them should have sent them to Madam Pomfrey instead of taking them back to his office, especially . Hermione glanced at the foot, where several of them had risen from the floor, which was obviously unconscionable - even Professor Snape wouldn't have rescued them and thrown them on the floor.

But Harry apparently didn't realize that Hermione's guess was wrong, and he looked around, everything in his vision was very ordinary, but it gave him a strange feeling,

"Maybe it's Professor Sprout—"

Harry spun around in circles, continuing to look around,

"The kitchen we broke into is just off the Hufflepuff common room, maybe Professor Sprout spotted us and took us to her office, Hermione, have you been to her office?"

Judging from the direction of the sun outside the window, they had fainted for at least twelve hours, and Professor Dumbledore, Professor Blaine, and Professor McGonagall must have known about such a significant event, and there was no reason why several professors would leave them in Professor Sprout's office, this speculation was simply untenable.

"No--"

Hermione's voice was flustered, and she noticed a new phenomenon, which was that the office was unbelievably quiet, as if the noise of the castle and the outside grounds had not been heard at all.

"No, Harry Potter—"

Dobby's eyes and voice were dazed, and he looked around,

"Dobby used to clean Professor Sprout's office, sir, this is not Professor Sprout's office Dobby hasn't seen this room, it's not the office of any professor in the castle--"

Dobby's words made the three of Harry look stunned, the office in front of them looked very clean and tidy, obviously in use, and Dobby, as a house-elf serving the castle, had never seen this room, so who would use it?

A chill ran through the hearts of all three of them.

"Whoever it is, we'd better get out of here."

Ron said in a panic,

"If there were no accidents, we missed at least two professors. If we're lucky, Professor McGonagall will probably be happy to release us from the confinement cell before Christmas. ”

Ron's words made Harry and Hermione realize the serious consequences of their reckless behavior, and the three of them rushed to the office door, Harry was the first to hold the doorknob, he grabbed the slightly cold copper handle, twisted it vigorously, and then, his heart suddenly cooled,

"Can't be opened—" Harry looked at Hermione, a hint of horror in his green eyes, "the door is locked!" ”

"Get out of the way!"

Hermione pulled Harry away from the door, and she pulled out her wand and pointed it at the doorknob, calling out decisively

"Alaho Cave Open!"

Thorn - the spell touched the brass handle and produced a thin cord of lightning, but when Hermione tried to twist the door open, she realized that her spell didn't work at all.

"There's probably a powerful anti-invasion spell on this door—"

Hermione bit her white lip, her voice filled with chagrin and regret. The current situation of the three of them was largely caused by her, and if they were to be locked up by Professor McGonagall, the responsibility was on her.

"Don't worry, Miss Granger, Dobby can help!"

As if glad he was able to make a difference, Dobby said happily, and Tonmu squeezed Dobby away at this time, and looked at Hermione with attentive eyes,

"Dom can help Mistress Granger get out of here, too!"

"Oh, I almost forgot!"

Hermione reacted immediately, "The magic that prohibits apparition in the castle doesn't work for house-elves!" ”

"So what are we waiting for!" Ron shouted, "Get us out of here, maybe we'll be able to make it to Professor Flitwick's Charms class, which will save us at least a week of confinement!" ”

So, at Dobby's and Tim's reminder, Harry, Ron, and Hermione crouched down and held each other's hands, Hermione grabbed Winter's arm, and Harry took Dobby's hand. The two elves activated their magic at the same time, and the figures of the three people and the two elves instantly became illusory, but--

Knock, knock, knock!

There were several heavy crashes, and the three people who hit the wall staggered back several steps, each holding his head and wailing.

"Damn it!" Ron rubbed his reddened forehead vigorously and exclaimed angrily, "What the hell is going on? ”

Harry was comforting Dobby, who was sorry for the failure of his magic, and Hermione quickly grabbed Tum, who was about to hit the pillar to punish her, and when she looked up, she found herself in front of the bookshelves of the master of the room, and almost instinctively, she began to study the books on the shelves, and Hermione's brow furrowed at this glance.

Out of politeness and caution, Hermione didn't twitch the books on the shelves, but only identified them by the gilded words on the spine, she thought the shelves would be filled with books related to magic, but it wasn't what she imagined.

"What's wrong, Hermione?"

Harry sensed Hermione's confusion from her back and the long silence, and he walked over quickly, turning his attention to the bookshelf,

"It's." Harry opened his mouth and looked at the words on the spine in confusion, "Recipes?" ”

"It's not all--" Hermione nodded solemnly, gesturing to a book at the edge of the middle shelf, "There's a copy of A History of Hogwarts here." ”

Ron came behind the two, followed Hermione's guidance to the book, and then understood what Hermione's unusual tone was.

Because of Hermione, Harry and Ron still had some impressions of "A History of Hogwarts", it was the thickest book they had ever seen in their daily lives, however, the one on this shelf was very light and thin, and it was not the same thing as they remembered.

"Let me see--"

Ron was fed up with the things that were wrong in the office, and before Hermione could stop him, he reached out and touched the school history, and then, the moment his fingertips touched the spine of the book, Ron's body shook violently, and then retracted like an electric shock.

Under the bewildered gazes of Harry and Hermione, Ron said blankly,

"No, I can't touch this book."

Seeing that Harry and Hermione couldn't understand what he was saying, Ron simply pointed to the bookshelf and said,

"You can try it for yourselves!"

"It's rude, Ron-" Hermione hesitated at the offer, "we shouldn't have until we get permission. Oh! ”

Ron ignored Hermione's ramblings, grabbing Hermione's wrist to touch the books on the shelves, and Harry finished his attempt, and then the three young wizards fell silent as they looked at each other.

The books on the shelves, "A History of Hogwarts" and other books, they seemed to be there, but when they actually touched them, their fingertips felt like they were touching a poster posted on the wall, and they couldn't take these books off the shelves!

The three of them turned their heads to look at the ordinary room again, and a chill ran through everyone's hearts, and at this moment, Dobby, who had also wandered around the room and came to the desk in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, jumped on the table, and looked at the paper, which was as long as a newspaper, and his huge eyes were confused

"Royal Society of Wizards, sir"

Dobby looked up at Harry,

"Do you know what this is?"

(End of chapter)