Harry was lying on the soft bed, feeling that the numbness in his body was about to melt and flow out. He was so sleepy that he almost fell asleep.
I am really exhausted today.
It's not surprising that Erwin was able to solve Hermione's problem, because he was already a genius. A figure like Principal Dumbledore must have been a genius when he was young.
Harry didn't feel jealous. On the one hand, he and Erwin got along well. On the other hand, it was because Erwin was not high-profile. He never stood out and seemed to dislike the feeling of being in the spotlight.
This made Harry feel a sense of intimacy towards him.
But there is actually another point, but Harry himself is not willing to admit it, that is, he feels that he can still surpass Erwin in one place, and that is Quidditch. He is an irreplaceable seeker on the court.
Erwin, on the other hand, showed no talent for flying.
"Sleep later, Harry." Ron suddenly thought of something and sat up suddenly, "Where are Crabbe and Goyle's clothes?"
"We should stay in the secret passage that Erwin dragged us into..." Harry also suddenly realized that they had forgotten something.
Forget about the aftermath.
Crabbe and Goyle were knocked over by a cake laced with sleeping potion and placed in a locker in the hall. Hermione stole the clothes Harry and Ron used to disguise the two big guys from the laundry room, but
The problem is that the shoes were ripped off Crabbe and Goyle's feet.
When Crabbe and Goyle wake up, they will find themselves locked in a locker with their bare feet. As long as their IQ is higher than that of the troll, they will definitely notice something abnormal.
Harry felt a little annoyed. When they were in the bathroom, he and Ron were so distracted by Hermione's transformation accident that they forgot about it.
It's because I'm too young and have no experience.
So what can we do now? Those two people may have woken up.
We can only hope that Crabbe and Goyle can't understand what's going on.
Thinking about it from another angle, Malfoy and the others should not know who tricked them. Even if Snape traced it, there was no evidence. Harry felt relieved again and closed his eyes.
At this time, in the common room, Erwin was still talking to Melanie, "Hermione, I would like to ask you to look after her more," Erwin said.
"As long as she doesn't get emotional, there's no problem with me." Melanie smiled slightly.
The two of them were silent for a few seconds at the same time, and Erwin clearly felt that Melanie's mentality had changed significantly after learning about the death of the Nsambo vampire.
"How is your recovery from your injury?" Erwin asked.
"It's the best news that it hasn't gotten worse." Melanie flipped her hair. "The effect of your blood is much better than I expected. This should be because my injury is originally the magic sequence of the Dragon Sleeping Sanctuary.
Caused by this, can't you become a primitive dragon? If you can give me some blood from another form..."
The gleam of hope in her soft eyes is enough to melt the heart of any male creature.
"Sorry, there's really nothing I can do." Erwin shrugged, unmoved.
The longer they get along, the less effective beauty becomes. What's more, Melanie is still in the form of a girl, so the effect is even lower. Erwin doesn't have any special hobbies.
Whether it is Melanie or Riddle, they are only controlled by him for unavoidable reasons. Erwin knows very well that no matter how friendly they are on the surface and how closely they cooperate, he has no reason to treat them as friends.
Melanie sighed quietly and went back to the bedroom.
"Are you interested in telling me the specific relationship between you and this vampire? How did you get acquainted?" Riddle suddenly asked at this time: "What does she mean by another form?"
This seems to involve Riddle's knowledge blind spot. After all, he only has the memory of sixteen years old.
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"No comment." Erwin refused without hesitation.
That involves the Longmian Sanctuary, the most fundamental secret for human wizards. How could this guy know it?
Riddle was silent. Of course he felt sullen, but he had no means to do anything to Erwin now.
So I can only remain silent.
Most of the students had already returned to their dormitories to prepare for bed at this time, but Erwin had no such intention. He had not eaten anything since breakfast, and no matter how strong his bloodline was, he could not resist hunger.
Magic cannot directly create food, but it can complete fast or even instantaneous cooking. There are some compressed foods stored in Flamel's cabin, but Erwin doesn't want to go to the trouble of unfolding it and then taking out just such a small amount.
He walked up the stairs to the fourth grade floor and knocked on the door.
"Fred, George."
The two brothers opened the door, "Erwin? What are you doing for me?" Fred asked cheerfully.
You can see them at the door playing with some strange things in the dormitory.
"How do I get to the kitchen at Hogwarts?" Erwin asked.
The two brothers knew almost everything about the structure of the castle, and they often brought in large quantities of food from the kitchen.
"You're not in time for dinner, right?" George smiled understandingly. If it were anyone else, they wouldn't answer this kind of question, but Erwin is one of their own. "From the Hufflepuff common room Go down the stairs and you will see a painting of a bowl of fruit. If you scratch a pear, it will turn into a door handle. Open the door and you can enter the kitchen."
"This can be considered a secret. Not many people know about it, so don't talk about it everywhere." Fred reminded.
"I understand." Erwin nodded understandingly.
Only students who are not so disciplined are qualified to know such secrets, and Erwin understands what they mean.
"Do you need the Marauder's Map?" the two brothers asked enthusiastically.
They have always been generous to 'their own people'.
"No need." Erwin declined.
Walking to the entrance of the common room, Erwin skillfully cast the four stealth spells on himself, then opened the door and walked out. The dormitory aunt, the Fat Lady, was already numb and was accustomed to invisible students coming and going.
According to the description of the Weasley brothers, Erwin found the staircase, walked down it, and saw a fruit painting that matched the description.
This is the gateway to the Hogwarts kitchen.
With simple spatial imagination, it is not difficult to find that the kitchen is directly below the auditorium.
Erwin touched the door handle and pulled hard.
What you see directly is a room the same size as the auditorium, with a huge burning fireplace directly in front. The furnishings in this room are very similar to those in the auditorium, with four long tables also placed.
Many house elves were busy in it, nearly a hundred of them, maybe even more.
"Another guest is here! It's a new face!" A house elf near the door said happily.
Immediately, several other little guys gathered around, "What do you want to eat? We can make it for you right away!"