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Chapter 25 Rescuing Harry, Filch Overjoyed

In Dumbledore's reluctant eyes, Gretel took the new notes away.

The night at Hogwarts was anything but peaceful, except for Filch, who was patrolling the night, and his pioneer, Mrs. Norris.

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

I don’t know why after a day of study, I am so tired that I almost feel like walking dead.

Why is it that when night comes, the little wizards seem to have replaced a new engine and enjoy the night tour endlessly?

The most outrageous thing is that the little wizard of Hufflepuff actually went on a night trip with food, with a happy expression as if he was having a picnic in the deserted wilderness.

Only when he heard the sound of footsteps did he quickly hide in the dark corner.

They could evade Filch, a squib, but they couldn't evade Gretel.

Whenever Grete looked meaningfully into a dark corner, he could always hear a soft hiss.

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

In order to prevent Filch from causing trouble, Dumbledore even sent Fawkes out to hover over Gretel's head.

There is no doubt that Filch, the caretaker of Hogwarts, has such an open and honest intention towards the young wizard that he never hides it.

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

Sometimes Gretel even wondered if Filch had saved the life of any Hogwarts principal, or if he had such a powerful background.

How could a wizarding school accommodate a squib like this?

It’s really the most ridiculous thing in the world.

On such a late night, in the Hogwarts castle, only Gretel, with the phoenix on his head, was walking around like no one else.

If he didn't like to cause trouble, Gao Luo would have brought Fox to Filch to see his disgusted expression.

If there was a ranking of the most annoying creatures in Hogwarts, Filch would definitely be voted high.

Peeves, who always stirs up trouble, and Snape, the sharp-tongued and paralyzed Dean, can't even catch up to Filch.

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

Bright red hair is undoubtedly a characteristic of the Weasley family.

Another small figure, wearing a retro black small round frame, with half-long black hair, always looking like he cannot wake up.

Harry Potter and his good friend Ron Weasley.

The two people huddled cautiously in the corner, breathing rapidly, looking into the corridor with their little heads, apparently trying to avoid something.

Grete believed that this must not be their first night outing.

The action of looking around was so skillful.

I deliberately missed them, but this corridor is the only way back to the tower.

"Ahem~"

The sound coming from behind shocked the duo so much that they didn't even have time to look at the corridor next to them.

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

It wasn't until Harry had the courage to turn around that he pulled him several times that he let go of his fingers that were ravaging the wall.

"Gretel, hide in quickly, Filch's cat is coming soon." Harry greeted.

He was very kind and not bad. Gretel gave Harry a few points in his heart.

To be honest, he couldn't stand Hagrid's pulling for a long time. Every time he went to Hagrid's hut, he always heard his regretful complaints.

"You are really too busy. Harry mentions you every time he comes here, saying that you have been praised by the professor again."

"Harry said that every time he goes to Potions class, Professor Snape always uses you to beat him."

"Harry also said that you really don't seem to like him. He can feel that your attitude towards others is different from your attitude towards him."

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

"Harry said he would go to Professor Snape's office for confinement this week. Professor Snape said he was not even as good as a troll."



Anyway, it was Harry who said it every time, and Harry also said that Gretel didn't reply to Hagrid's letters very often because he kept trying to create opportunities for the two young wizards to meet.

But Gretel really doesn't want to get on the ship. Getting on the ship means that he will definitely confront Voldemort.

It would be fine if he was alone, but there was an entire orphanage behind him.

Whether it is the people in the orphanage or the pastor who often delivers supplies to the orphanage.

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

If it was possible that the people in the orphanage would be in danger, even if there was a one in ten thousand possibility, he would rather not make this friend.

Fox, who had gone out for a cruise, also rushed back, and with a flash of fire, he appeared on the back of Grete's head.

Ron and Harry's eyes widened with disbelief on their faces.

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

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

Fox was obviously very satisfied with Gretel's explanation, and he landed on Gretel's shoulder and rubbed him a few times.

"What are you doing?"

Harry's eyes lit up and he was about to reveal their purpose, but Ron reacted and tugged at the corner of his clothes.

The words that came out of his mouth were stuck in his throat.

Ron rolled his eyes, "We are adventure, yes, adventure, George and Fred made a bet with me.

They said there are many secret passages in Hogwarts, and I definitely can't find them, so I asked Harry to come out and help me look for them."

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

Harry hesitated to speak, and his bright pupils dimmed.

"But you must be careful and don't meet Filch. He likes little wizards like you to make mistakes."

Gretel's polite concern made Harry instantly happy, and his small round glasses raised his eyebrows.

He didn't notice at all that the corners of Ron's mouth dropped slightly.

Gretel had no intention of following them on their night tour, so he said goodbye politely and prepared to leave.

"Meow~"

Accompanied by a shrill meow, Mrs. Norris, with intertwined patterns and dull fur, appeared in front of the three of them.

"It's over." Harry and Ron looked at each other and ran in the direction Gretel came from.

Harry turned around and said, "Gretel, run quickly, Filch will be here soon."

Gretel did not move his feet, took out his wand, and pointed it at Mrs. Lorris's back.

"Everything is petrified."

He turned around, smiled, and said, "Run quickly, Filch can't do anything to me with Fox here."

Fox chirped in response, expressing his affirmation.

Harry took a deep look and ran away with Ron.

In just one minute, Filch ran over panting.

Grete believed that it must have been a long time since he caught the little wizard, and his haggard face was filled with uncontrollable joy.

Until he saw Mrs. Norris, who was as stiff as a sculpture, and stayed with his beloved cat for who knows how long.

"How dare you!"

Filch was like a demon crawling out of hell, and the voice he squeezed out of his throat was filled with resentment.

Especially, the culprit in front of him crossed his arms with his chest raised and raised his head.

Facing him as the gatekeeper, not only was he not afraid, but he also had a sense of pride on his face that was eager to try.

He recognized this little wizard, Gretel, who was the most famous person in Hogwarts this school year.

Even Harry Potter, who defeated the mysterious man, is not as famous as him.

He had fantasized more than once about what kind of punishment Gretel would be punished if he fell into his hands, leaving a lifelong shadow on him.

It's just that there has never been a chance. It can be said that Gretel is the most disciplined little wizard he has ever seen, never casting spells in the corridor.

He has never even played in the corridor, and he doesn't look like an eleven-year-old first-year wizard at all.

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

There's no clue at all.

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


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