"Hululu..." The sound of the beast's enjoyment came from Hagrid's hut. Joel and Cedric sat on the floor, and the tiger lay on Joel's lap. A pair of heterochromatic pupils stared at Hogwart in the distance through the window.
Castle.
"How did you escape from the Forbidden Forest?" Joel put his palm under the tiger's thick fur and gently stroked it, "Do you know Hagrid?"
The tiger grunted and ignored Joel, still staring directly at Hogwarts Castle, and stretched out his tongue to lick his face.
"Joel, you are... very familiar with this tiger?" Cedric couldn't help but swallowed as he watched the tiger, which was slightly larger than his body, coquettishly begging for massage in Joel's arms.
"It's okay." Joel didn't know how to answer, "I'm an old friend."
Cedric wisely kept silent and turned around to help Joel take care of his wounds.
After sitting quietly for half an hour, Joel felt that his legs were going numb from the tiger. The tiger just stood up, shook itself out, and stretched out its tongue to lick Joel's face.
At this time, Hagrid rushed back, followed by Professor Sprout.
"It's okay, kids," Professor Sprout, wearing Hufflepuff's black and yellow pajamas, said in a low and trembling voice, as if he might be blown away by the wind at any time, "Mrs. Pince and the child have been sent to
It’s the medical wing.”
She stepped forward to hug and comfort the two frightened children, and then noticed the tiger lying in the corner. Professor Sprout was startled and almost screamed.
"Shh, shh..." Hagrid motioned her to relax, "It's just a cute little girl from the Forbidden Forest."
You call this a cutie?
Professor Sprout looked at the protruding unicorn arms of the tiger when he was lying down, which were about the same thickness as his own thighs, and he couldn't help but say this.
She didn't stay long in Hagrid's hut, and quickly ran back to the castle, where there was already a mess. First, Joel smashed Professor McGonagall's door with a hammer and broke the glass, and then Hagrid and his hound
Entering the castle scared all the students to death.
"Don't go back yet. Hogwarts Castle is still a mess. We can have a couple of cups of tea and take a rest."
Hagrid took off the stone bow on his back, while Yaya, the hunting dog, was excitedly circling around the tiger with heterochromatic eyes, its tail swaying as fast as an electric fan. Unfortunately, the tiger didn't intend to pay attention to it, and it covered him with its two forearms.
Close your eyes and lie down on the ground to rest.
Hagrid boiled a pot of water, then took two handfuls of tea leaves from a simple wooden pot and sprinkled them into three teacups.
The tea was steaming, and the dense breath rose up, dispelling the chill in Joel's body.
"Where are the professors?" Cedric also calmed down, holding the teacup in his hands to keep warm, and his lips became a little redder.
"None of them are at Hogwarts," Hagrid sighed, taking out a basket of rock biscuits from under the table. "Albus went to America to attend a meeting, and Severus and Filius went to Stockholm.
, where the annual Merlin Awards are being awarded.”
Seeing the confused expressions of the two, he explained, "The Merlin Award is the highest award in the world of wizards. It is awarded to wizards who have made outstanding contributions in various fields such as potions, spells, and transformation."
The Nobel Prize of the wizarding world.
"Where's Professor McGonagall?" Cedric drank the tea, formed a bandage, and stepped forward to treat Joel's injured ankle.
"Minerva...she went back to her villa in Hogsmeade," Hagrid said, "There are some things to take care of."
Joel was silent. The power of professors at Hogwarts today is so empty. Is this also part of the calculation of the mastermind behind the scenes?
At this time, Cedric had bandaged his ankle into a zongzi shape, which looked very ugly.
After cleaning his palms, Cedric poured himself a cup of tea, then took a bite of the rock biscuit that Hagrid placed on the table.
There was a crisp sound, and he felt that his front teeth were about to be scrapped. This rock cake was as hard as a rock, and he didn't know what secret ingredients Hagrid had mixed into it.
Joel looked at Cedric's embarrassment and secretly laughed. The tiger with heterochromatic eyes jumped up from the ground, startling Yaya who was watching from the side.
The tiger walked to the table, opened his big mouth and swallowed a large piece of rock cake in one gulp, then chewed it.
"It's delicious," Hagrid looked at the tiger with a pleased expression, "Why don't you have some?"
Facing Hagrid's invitation, Joel shook his head repeatedly. He put his hand in the hair on the tiger's neck and kept stroking it.
The tiger made a sound of comfort and narrowed his eyes slightly, making Cedric envious.
Hagrid smiled and put down the empty teacup in his hand, "It likes you very much."
"It has been wandering around the outside of the Forbidden Forest for the past two weeks." Seeing Joel petting the tiger, Hagrid did not hesitate. He pulled the dazed hound Yaya aside and petted the dog. "Sometimes I give it some food.
, you’ll become familiar with it as soon as you go back and forth.”
Two weeks? Joel glanced thoughtfully at the tiger with heterochromatic eyes devouring food. Two weeks ago, a basilisk caused trouble and petrified Mrs. Norris.
Is this a coincidence?
Joel didn't believe it.
"How about we give it a name?" Hagrid filled the three people's cups with tea. Finding that there was nothing to talk about, he turned to the tiger, "This will make it easier for us to call it."
"What does the name Parson mean?" Cedric asked.
Hagrid and Joel had no objections, but Tiger seemed to understand what they were discussing. He lowered his mouth from the pile of rock cakes and growled lowly at Cedric, with dissatisfaction on his face.
"It seems like you don't like this name very much?" Joel followed the tiger's fur and an idea came to him, "How about calling you Tom?"
Hagrid's body shook violently, and he almost dropped Fang from his arms.
"This name..." Before Hagrid had time to express his objection, he heard the tiger humming with satisfaction, and put his head on Joel's lap and winked in a cute way.
"Then it's settled!" Joel beamed, "I'll call you Tom from now on!"
Tiger Tom bled all over his pants.
After resting at Hagrid's place for half an hour, Cedric helped Joel out of the cabin and rushed to Hogwarts Castle by the starlight.
When passing by the lawn below Professor McGonagall's office, Joel found that the glass shards had disappeared. When he looked up, he saw that the office windows were intact. It must have been repaired by Professor Sprout.
At the entrance of the castle foyer, students from four colleges were looking at the auditorium with their backs to the two of them. Only Hailis and Qiu Zhang were facing the outside of the castle worriedly.
The moment they saw Joel and Cedric, the two girls' eyes lit up and they rushed over without thinking.
"Are you okay?" Hailis threw herself into Joel's arms, and her trembling body shocked Joel's heart. "It scared me to death..."
"It's okay..." As soon as Joel opened his mouth, he found that his voice was extremely hoarse, and the inexplicable itching made him feel a little uncomfortable. Hailis saw his tightly wrapped right foot and several scratches on his body.
His chin rested on his shoulder, hot tears rolled down his white cheeks as smooth as jade, and the tears dripped on his robe, making his heart feel hot, "Why did you come out?"
"It's Hagrid," Qiu Zhang answered for Haylis, who was checking Cedric's body. "He asked us students from the four colleges to gather together, just in case."
"I heard that you two saw the monster in the secret room and lured it away?" Qiu asked about this topic.
"Actually, we didn't see what the monster looked like," Cedric responded, "we just smelled a fishy smell."
Haylis stayed in Joel's arms and didn't want to get down. She was still crying and didn't want others to see her like this.
Joel simply hugged her and rushed to the entrance to the hall. Hailis's body was very light, and with her slim waist, Joel hugged her with a little force.
"You need to eat more in the future. Being too thin is not healthy." Joel put his head to the crook of Hailis's shoulder, sniffing the fragrance of the shampoo on her hair greedily. "What will you do if you don't grow taller in the future?"
Haylis burst into tears and laughed. She lightly hammered Joel on the back, "I'm not too short, right?"
Joel thought about it carefully and realized that the word "short" really doesn't go well with Haylis. She still has three years to reach adulthood in the wizarding world. Hayley has already grown to 1.63 meters, which is considered average among boys.
height.
At the entrance to the foyer, hundreds of students from four colleges gathered here. Many students only wore thin robes, which could not withstand the cold wind of the late autumn night.
Joel's eyes moved. Malfoy was standing at the front of the row of Slytherin House, cursing something incessantly. He was only wearing a single pajamas, his hands were folded across his chest, and he was shaking. He looked very cold.
He frowned, exchanged greetings with several roommates and classmates, and then let Hailis down at her request.
Professor Lockhart is also here. He is wearing a lilac robe, and his meticulously combed blond hair is a bit messy at the moment. He is waving his wand to clear the four deans' tables in the auditorium, revealing a large open space.
"Don't panic!" While using the magic spell, he did not forget to comfort several panicked girls, but the smile on his face was not as bright as before, "You guys have a good sleep later, and we will meet again tomorrow morning.
Let’s discuss!”
He moved all four long college tables and teachers' chairs away, then pushed his wand horizontally, and dozens of lilac-colored sleeping bags appeared out of thin air.
It seemed that his magic power was exhausted. Lockhart's face turned pale, and he had to hold on to the wall to rest for a while.
Professor Sprout led everyone who was previously trapped in the library down the stairs.
Joel and Cedric found that they only looked frightened, but not injured, and a huge stone fell in their hearts.
"Where's my sister?" Ron's impatient voice echoed on the empty lawn.
"Is this Ginny Weasley?" Professor Sprout was very calm at this time. "She was petrified and is lying in the hospital wing at the moment."
As soon as these words were spoken, not only Ron, but also the other Weasley brothers could not calm down, and they all wanted to run to the hospital wing to visit their little sister.
"Madam Pomfrey will take good care of her. We can wait until tomorrow morning to discuss anything!" Professor Sprout rarely got angry.
Dumbledore and several of his colleagues were not in the castle at this time, and several elective course professors were also unavailable. She and Lockhart were left struggling to support themselves, and it was inevitable that they were exhausted both mentally and physically.
She saw the dozens of sleeping bags in the auditorium, then looked at the pale Lockhart, sighed, and then waved her wand to fill up the remaining sleeping bags according to the number of people.
"Prefects of the four colleges, arrange your students according to grade!" Professor Sprout shouted to the students in front of the foyer, "You will enter the auditorium one by one later, and then quickly lie down to sleep. The president of the male and female student unions and the two of us will
A professor is responsible for the night watch tonight!"
By the time Joel and others entered the auditorium and found their sleeping bags, it was already ten o'clock in the evening. Everyone gathered together, with professors and outstanding seniors on duty, and the junior students finally fell asleep.
Before going to bed, Beatrice ran to Joel to express her gratitude, but was dissuaded by a few unladylike rolls of eyes from Haylis. She was not frightened enough today, and did not reply when she saw Haylis's attitude.
He glared at Hailis angrily and ran back to the chassis of his college.
"You helped her today, huh?" Hailis asked lightly as she pulled open her sleeping bag.
Joel has never made a wrong choice in this kind of assignment. He sighed deeply, "Hailes, if you were me, you would also help her. At that time, the library was in a mess, and I and I had to help each other."
Cedric and I need to lure the monster away, otherwise there will definitely be heavy casualties tonight."
Her eyes were a little red. Fortunately, she knew Joel's whereabouts through Hagrid while staying in Ravenclaw Tower. How scared would she have been if she had been in the library at that time?
"You and Beatrice don't have a good relationship?" Joel asked casually as he watched Haylis thoughtfully help him pull open the sleeping bag.
"Well..." Haylis hesitated, "I quite hate her."
"Elaborate?" Joel lay down and looked at his girlfriend.
"I just feel that she is a two-faced person, doing one thing in front of her and another behind her back," Haylis sighed and explained softly to Joel, "When I was 7 years old, my parents and I went to her birthday dinner. At that time, she
She was smiling when she opened the gifts everyone sent her, and she also said she really liked the dress Miss Avery gave her."
"Then what?" Joel's eyes were bright. He still liked listening to the gossip of these pure-blood families.
"In the middle of the banquet, I ran to the bathroom and overheard her and several pure-blood family ladies scolding Miss Avery, including the long dress," Haylis glanced at the person leaning against the entrance of the auditorium.
Professor Lockhart said, "She is just an illegitimate daughter, so why should she attend the birthday dinner of the dignified Miss Shafiq?"
"You two," Prefect Caitlin, or Chairman Caitlin's voice sounded above their heads, "If you don't want to sleep, please get up and watch the night for me. I'm terribly sleepy."
"No, Caitlin," Haylis chuckled, "I'll give you a chance to catch up with Prefect Lestrange and have a chat. There won't be much time left for your underground romance on campus."
Caitlin's cheeks turned red after hearing what Haylis said. She looked back at Steve Lestrange, who was softly comforting the girl in the Badger Yard, and a trace of tenderness and sweetness flashed in his cold eyes.
"Sleep honestly." She patted the two of them on the head, stuffed them into the sleeping bag, and then zipped it shut.