Luofu realized that tonight might be his unlucky night.
First, when leaving the principal's office, he met Professor Snape.
After the professor made a vicious display, he deducted five points from Hufflepuff on the grounds that Rolf walked too loudly and disturbed the rest of the Slytherin students.
Merlin's briefs!
Mrs. Luo is on the eighth floor, and the Slytherin common room is under the Black Lake. With this vertical distance, even if he sets off fireworks on the top of the building, the little snakes can't hear them!
Why don't you tell me that the smell of your oily head affects the air quality and affects the little wizards of Hufflepuff?
Of course, Rolf didn't say this out loud. He didn't want to let Hufflepuff deduct twenty points on the first night of school and receive a confinement package.
Then, when the boy returned along the original route, he suddenly found that he was...lost.
There are a total of 142 stairs in Hogwarts, and they can be moved everywhere. There is no so-called "original path" at all.
Some steps are veritable roadkill. They will suddenly disappear when you step on them. When you retract your feet, they will appear again. If you want to step over, they will rise directly... almost provocative!
The end of some roads is blocked by a wall. You have to poke it in the right position and it will open. If you poke it in the wrong position, it will be as solid as a rock.
As a junior brother, Rolf plunged into the complicated stair system of Hogwarts, which was like swimming in the Pansi Cave. The paths were as dense as a spider web, with twists and turns, and traps in every bend... No matter how good your driving skills are, you must
get lost!
It’s not that he’s incompetent, it’s that the enemies have too many tricks. He can’t hold on for long before surrendering, and is frequently captured by tricky stairs.
Rolf could fully imagine Ravenclaw's bad taste, excitement and desperation when designing the stairs. She might even often observe the little wizard's embarrassment through the crystal ball.
Poor Luo Fu walked around for ten minutes and was still on the fourth floor. He had no choice but to open the window and prepare to jump out and then come in from the first floor.
Luo Fu stood sideways near the window and was about to climb out when he suddenly turned his head and looked into the corner.
A skinny cat with dark gray fur stared at him with bulging eyes like light bulbs.
When it saw Luo Fu, it turned around and ran away, and Luo Fu hurriedly chased after it.
As a senior professor at Maode Academy, he has ample experience in cat care and cat care skills. At the fastest time, he once captured a cat.
This cat knows the way better than Rov, right?
After chasing two corridors, the cat disappeared. When he heard a slight noise, he turned around and looked around, feeling horrified.
A ferocious face appeared at the window. The man hung a lantern on the frame of the corridor pillar, but the light was dim and swayed in the wind. With a pop, the light went out.
The fleeting light added a bit of horror to the atmosphere.
Rolf had scared Hermione all day, making him a little scared now.
The man took off the lantern again, took out a brand new candle as red as blood from his sleeve, lit the candle instantly, put it in the lantern, and hung it on the pillar again.
This lantern swayed slightly, and the light shone in the corridor.
Filch, who was patrolling the night with a lantern, became excited when he saw Rove. He chuckled and said:
"On the first night of school, you caught the students wandering at night. Well done to Mrs. Lorris! Let's see which little villain it is!!"
"Sir, I am a student of Hufflepuff House. After the dinner, I was called to the office by Dumbledore," Rove explained.
"Will I believe your lies?" Filch sneered: "Last school year, I caught a Gryffindor student and he said that he had somnambulism and that he was sleepwalking!"
"There was also a Ravenclaw student who was still adamant when I found out. He said that he didn't want to disturb his classmates in the dormitory and wanted to study by the corridor light."
"I also met a Slytherin student who said that he was kidnapped from his bed by a dark wizard and taken to the restricted area of the library!!"
"Which of these reasons is not more creative than yours? Your reasons are all terrible. Among the students I caught traveling at night, they were among the top five in frequency."
"..."
Luo Fu was speechless. These reasons have been compiled to the year 2022 in the Western calendar. There is no reason left.
"But I didn't lie. You can go to Professor Dumbledore to prove that what I said is true."
"You are still being stubborn. You must want to take the opportunity to escape halfway. I will send you to Snape." Filch said with a smile.
Regardless of whether this reason is true or not, according to Snape's character, as long as he is not a student of his own college, ten points will be deducted first... There are so many professors in Hogwarts, and Snape is the only one who has an appetite for Filch.
If Filch were a professor, if he caught one, he would be hung from the ceiling and whipped with a belt.
"Even if you find Professor Snape, you still have to send me to the principal's office." Rolf chuckled:
"When I just came back from the principal's office, he happened to be going in."
Filch frowned, thinking whether Rove's words were true.
Just when the administrator was in trouble, Mrs. Loris at his feet suddenly sneezed several times and her eyes became wet.
Ralph observed Mrs. Norris and walked towards it.
"Boy, what are you doing?" Filch growled, "Why are you so close?"
"Your cat seems to be sick," Rolf explained.
"Nonsense!" Filch said angrily: "Under my care, Mrs. Norris has no idea how healthy she is!"
Luofu sighed and looked at the sneezing cat. His voice was not strong, but his tone was firm:
"Has it recently been sneezing and coughing in fits and starts, with tears, increased nasal secretions, loss of appetite, and depression?"
Filch opened his mouth, his throat was a little dry.
"Looking at you like this, you are right. These symptoms... I am very confident that they are feline magic virus rhinotracheitis." Luo Fu shook his head and said in a professional tone:
"Adult cats generally won't die from this disease, but they will remain sick for a long time and suffer a lot. Look at how thin your cat is now..."
Filch suddenly panicked. He stared at Rove and said fiercely:
"If you dare to lie to me, I will lock you in the dungeon..."
"What did I lie to you about?" Rolf seemed to reveal casually: "Well, just now in the principal's office, Dumbledore wanted to see me for a dental appointment. He thought the potion made by Professor Snape was unpalatable."
"You can also take Mrs. Norris to the magical beast shop in Diagon Alley to see if their judgment is consistent with mine?
But the price of their treatment is high, and my charges are very cheap, and their medical skills are not as good as mine."
"You can still treat?" Filch was very surprised.
"Of course, every Scamander is the best veterinarian." A smile appeared on Roof's lips.
Filch decided to send an owl to consult tomorrow, but tonight...
"Come with me! I'll take you back to the Hufflepuff common room!"
"Thank you, Mr. Filch." Rolf said politely.
Filch walked in the front carrying a lantern, holding the sick Mrs. Norris in his arms. Although he was a squib, he was like a human map, taking Rolf through several secret passages and bringing him there.
First floor.
"I'll meet you at the Hufflepuff table tomorrow!" Filch said.
"No problem, I'll wait for you."
Rolf waved his hand and walked along the corridor towards the Hufflepuff Lounge. Halfway there, he suddenly remembered that he didn't know where the entrance to the Hufflepuff Lounge was, let alone how to get in!
Ah, I've done all the foreplay, but I'm just about to shudder, but I can't find the entrance. What's going on?
Rowe walked aimlessly along the corridor and found a pile of large wooden barrels on a dark stone trough, and a young man sitting there.
"Neville, why are you here?" Rolf asked in surprise.
"Thank God, you're finally back, Rolf." Neville stood up and trotted towards the boy happily.
"I'm worried that after you come back from the principal's office, you won't know how to enter the college, so I'll be waiting for you here..."
Rolf raised his head and looked seriously into Neville's sincere eyes. He was used to seeing indifference. He was a little touched for a moment and felt a little uncomfortable.
"Thank you." Rolf patted Neville on the shoulder.
"Thank you, we are good friends." Neville chuckled, walked to the pile of barrels, and whispered:
"The prefect said that the entrance to our college is behind this pile of barrels. If you want to enter the lounge, you don't need to say the password. You just need to knock the barrels according to the rhythm of 'Helga Hufflepuff'...
…”
Rolf looked at Neville expectantly. He saw the young man pull out his wand and knocked on the barrel twice before his body suddenly stiffened.
"Is this the end?" Rove asked.
Neville was embarrassed for a moment, then said with a sad face: "Rolf, I seem to have forgotten how to knock..."
"..."
A wooden barrel suddenly opened, and there was a loud crash. The vinegar in the barrel fell on the heads of the two people, drenching them both.
