aircannonsinc Chapter 113 I Can Save One More Time
Chapter 113 I Can Save One More Time
"Oh! No! Scabbers!"
Harry was chasing the girl in his dream, and the gesture of refusal and welcome filled him with motivation. He was about to grab the girl's arm when suddenly a shrill howl woke him up!
"Ron! What's going on?"
"Ron, can't you calm down in the early morning?"
Both Harry and Seamus were awakened by his cry, only Neville was still snoring.
"Banban! Banban is dead, just outside the lounge door, none of those portraits have seen who made it!"
Harry and Seamus quickly dressed and came outside the lounge, where there was a puddle of minced meat and blood, and a large piece of rat hair.
Ron squatted down sadly and collected the mouse hairs.
"Ron, Scabbers is old, and you said he was always sick, so it's a good thing he's gone now."
When Fred heard the movement, George and Ginny rushed over, looked at Ron who was picking up the mouse fur, and spoke words of comfort.
"That's right, when it was in Percy's hands, it looked like this, eating and sleeping all day long."
George agreed that Scabbers was indeed very old, and he had never seen a mouse that lived so long.
"Enough, don't you see Ron is sad?"
Fred and George were obviously not suitable for comforting others. Ginny couldn't stand it any longer and told them to shut up.
"Although Banban is not in good spirits recently, I have been feeding him strength potions. He will get better, but it's too late now."
"Huh? What is this? It's not Scabbers' fur, it's not so long!"
Ron, who was sadly picking up the mouse fur, suddenly found that the tuft of fur in his hand was obviously different from the one on Scabbers' body, it was a very long dark gray hair.
He was too familiar with this coat color, or rather familiar to all Gryffindor cubs, especially those who liked to wander around Hogwarts after curfew.
"This, this is Mrs. Norris' cat hair! It's Filch!"
Ron yelled angrily, the voice was terrifyingly loud.
"Ron, calm down, maybe it was blown by the wind, maybe it fell off from here, it's not necessarily Mrs. Norris."
Harry quickly calmed him down, for fear that he would lose control of his anger and find Filch.
"Give way, everyone! What did Mrs. Norris do? What happened to my cat?"
Filch pushed Mrs. Norris in his arms and walked over the crowd. He heard someone calling his cat from a long distance away.
Harry closed his eyes and patted his forehead. He was really afraid that something would happen, and this matter would become a big deal.
"It was you! Your cat killed my Scabbers!"
When Ron saw that Filch was still holding the dark gray and skinny Mrs. Norris, he was about to rush up and beat him up in an instant!
Harry stopped Ron with quick eyes and hands, but Ron's brute force made him a little bit overwhelmed.
"Seamo! Come and help!"
After reacting, Seamus rushed forward, and the two pulled Ron back together.
"Impossible! Mrs. Norris never eats outside food, she only eats grilled fish!"
Filch looked at Ron's angry look, his calves trembled a little, his strong tendons, his veined neck stretched so long that he looked like he was going to beat him to death, and the two of them also The strong wizard pulled Ron desperately to control him, which was simply too scary.
"Banban is a mouse! It must be eaten by your cat. Look at your cat, it is still shedding, it must be it!"
"Fart, my Mrs. Norris, never eats mice, it only eats the grilled fish I feed it!"
As soon as Filch heard Ron say that his cat ate mice, he became jealous. His lovely Mrs. Norris would never eat those dirty things!
"It's because you fed it grilled fish every day, and it ate my Ban Ban because it got tired of eating it! It has lived in my house for 12 years! My Ban Ban, I will beat you to death!"
"Little bastard, don't spit blood. What kind of mouse can live for 12 years? I'll fuck you, stop pouring dirty water on my Mrs. Luo Lisi!"
"Ah!~"
Ron was in a hurry. He took off a shoe and threw it with all his strength. He was no ordinary little wizard. The shoe was thrown by him with a whistling sound, and it hit Filch's old face with great force. Everyone hit the ground, and Mrs. Norris turned around and ran away in fright.
When Harry saw that Ron had made a move, he and Seamus dragged him back to the dormitory. It was too bad that he had to be locked up again!
"Ah, Filch was knocked unconscious, send him to the school hospital!"
"How do you send this? That's what he does himself. I read in the Muggle studies textbook that people with traumatic brains should not move around."
"We are wizards! Use the levitation spell!"
"Oh~ no, you slow down, his head hit the handrail of the stairs!"
"Ah, you raised him a little higher, the back of his head hit the steps several times!"
"My God, why did you hang him on the chandelier?"
"Shut up! How about you come?"
"···"
There was a mess outside the dormitory, and Ron was also making trouble in the dormitory, insisting on looking for Filch desperately.
Percy gritted his teeth, in a dilemma, and finally decided to maintain his status as a prefect.
After receiving Percy's report, Professor McGonagall hurried to the school hospital. He was relieved to see that Filch, who was lying on the hospital bed with two missing front teeth, was just in a coma and nothing serious happened.
Professor McGonagall looked at Filch lying on the hospital bed with a headache. What is this? The cat ate the mouse. Both parties are pets. Neither party has direct evidence. Even if there is, it is not easy to deal with it. The point is that Ron beat the cat's owner.
Filch woke up leisurely, and when he opened his eyes, he saw Professor McGonagall with a complex expression. He had never seen such an ugly Professor McGonagall. Am I about to die?
"I, am I dying? I can still save you, Madam Pomfrey... Madam Pomfrey..."
His weak voice was like that of an old man who was dying.
"Argus! Stop barking, you're fine, you just lost two front teeth, Madam Pomfrey is going to help you dispense medicine."
Professor McGonagall looked at him with a headache, but lost two teeth after being hit by the sole of a shoe. Here, he didn't even need to be hospitalized.
"Ah, so I'm fine! But why do I feel the pain around my head?"
Filch said doubtfully, he stretched out his hand to test why his forehead was so painful, but all he touched was full of lumps.
"Professor, you have to decide for me, that little bastard dared to beat me? If I didn't let him do it now, I would have hung him up long ago!"
"Weasley didn't beat you, you just lost a shoe, as for the bag on your head, sorry, you know, those lion cubs are always reckless, probably when they sent you to the school hospital It’s bumpy, but their original intentions are good.”
Professor McGonagall looked at Filch with black lines on his face. When he was young, this guy liked to hang disobedient little wizards with his shackles.
"Argus, your cat left cat hair there, and the other party was a mouse. It's hard to tell. You need to investigate this matter yourself. If you have any results, please let me know immediately. As for Weasley, I'll deduct fifty points from him, plus a month of confinement!"
"Then, can the confinement stay with me?"
"Argus, you can't use your methods on him. Besides, can you control him to be confined in your place? I heard that he can cast several kinds of spells silently without a staff."
Professor McGonagall looked at him suspiciously, no matter how vengeful you are, you must have that ability.
"Yes, yes, thank you, professor, listen to your arrangement, listen to your arrangement!"
Filch also remembered the terrifying muscles of the other party. If he really made a move, he would not be beaten to death. The key point is that the other party would cast spells silently without a staff, and he would also be dizzy.
In the intricate sewers below Hogwarts, a big gray mouse was searching for food. This was Ron's pet Scabbers.
Things got more and more complicated. Last night Dumbledore announced that the dementors had withdrawn from Hogwarts, which made him unable to stay at all.
Peter Pettigrew knew Sirius Black's strength well, which was not something ordinary Aurors could win. Without the restraint of the dementors, he would have a chance to find himself at any time.
He is very annoyed now, why did he take a photo with the Weasleys when he was traveling in Egypt? Yes, he has already figured it out, that photo exposed his identity, and the broken finger was photographed by the camera .
Did Sirius Black escape sooner or later, but on that day, when he was in the papers?