A magical firework show scattered in all directions, and the lights suddenly disappeared in an instant, blooming the vitality and youth of young people in the Gryffindor common room. And when the last beam of light that looked like a swimming dragon rushed out of the doorway, many people, including the portraits in the corridor on the eighth floor, had that colorful scene firmly engraved in their hearts.
In fact, at the end of the last school year, many students were wondering why Fred and George, who were always making trouble, would be honest until the last moment after the exam.
Now they finally know that the Weasley twins who were the instigators, even though they have successfully graduated and left Hogwarts, they can still leave their last glory and arrogance here.
Of course, Fred and George had graduated long ago, and even Dumbledore's resurrection would have nothing to do with them. However, those two naughty guys can't be rectified, but there is still Ron, the troublemaker
At present, Neville has returned to the dormitory, but he still looks a little confused on his face as he looks at the rather empty room.
In this dormitory, Ron, Harry, Dean and Seamus were all arrested by the professor for questioning. The sudden commotion would probably bring them an impressive punishment.
But coincidentally, there was nothing wrong with him, Neville Longbottom. This was all because the portrait opposite the Fat Lady proved it for him with a casual sentence. He had never even entered the common room door. .
Neville, who was still confused about tonight's unexpected situation, stood in the dormitory where he was the only one, scratching his head blankly.
Fortunately, an honest person like him with a relatively simple mind would not think too much about it. Since he was not taken away by the professor, it was naturally a good thing, at least he would be exempted from punishment. As for Harry and Ron... he was not very worried. After all, there were no serious punishments in Hogwarts.
However, it is always a bit deserted when a person is in the dormitory. On weekdays, the Gryffindor dormitory is often very lively, but now that it is quiet, even Neville, who has always been dull and talkative, is somewhat uncomfortable.
After hurriedly sorting out the parchment, pens and ink for homework, he looked around the room, but by some mistake, he put down his bag and ran to open the window.
"Uh... why did I suddenly come here to open the window?" Neville himself was a little confused, but he seemed to think that he should do this, "Well, forget it, who cares!"
While feeling the breeze outside the window, he let go of the handle on the window, then ran back and picked up his schoolbag, preparing to go to the common room to complete his homework.
For some reason tonight, he felt that he was in unusually good condition. He might be able to finish his homework smoothly in a while, right
But just as he passed Ron's bed and walked towards the door, he caught a glimpse of the package on the desk from the corner of his eye. He remembered that Ron seemed to have said that it probably contained sweets sent by Lavender. If anyone wanted to eat, they could get it themselves.
Yes, Neville has loved sweet things since he was a child. It's just that the conditions at home don't allow it, and he has a particularly strict grandmother, so he is always greedy but rarely eats enough.
"Hmm... If it's really candy or something like that..." He couldn't help but look at the package and muttered to himself, "It looks like a lot... just one... no, two! Just take two!"
In the dormitory, snacks are mostly shared among everyone, which is not surprising. Especially the little rich boy Harry, although he is not a diligent shopper, he still brings a lot of snacks for everyone to eat every year when school starts. Although both Ron and Neville's families are not wealthy, they occasionally use the copper nuts they have saved to contribute to this shared friendship.
After making up his mind to only take two, Neville turned around with his schoolbag in hand and walked to the desk beside him.
He casually threw the schoolbag to his feet again, and then there was a clatter of unpacking, and a heart-shaped chocolate iron box was suddenly revealed inside. The meaning of this red heart-shaped iron box was so obvious that even Neville, who was relatively dull about it, quickly understood the meaning.
"Chocolate again?" he said, "Still... it's still not good, right?"
Neville glanced at the parchment paper used for the package. The name "Lavender Brown" was a little blurry in the unlit dormitory, but it could still be distinguished by the moonlight outside the window.
"No, it's just chocolate..." He thought for a moment with an embarrassed look on his face, then shook his head, "Well, just one is fine. Harry seems to have some fruit jelly beans over there."
From two chocolates to one, Neville's awkward feeling was relieved by half, and he felt much better now. Without thinking much this time, he raised his hand to open the lid of the box of chocolates, but at that moment, he felt inexplicably guilty.
This was an unreasonable uneasiness, as if something was wrong, causing Neville to immediately stop what he was doing. And in the next second, he turned around with full of doubts and took a step gently as usual...
No, in fact, he only took half a step before he tripped over the schoolbag he had left at his feet.
Staggering, Neville hurriedly shook his hands, trying to readjust his standing center of gravity. Immediately afterwards, he finally pulled out his foot that was blocked by his schoolbag, and barely regained his footing. But then he was shocked to find that the heart-shaped chocolate iron box drew a beautiful arc in mid-air and flew perfectly out of the window.
Neville looked at the open window, then looked down at his hands, and was dumbfounded for a moment. A big event happened tonight that alarmed the professors. At this time, he didn't have the courage to go and pick it up.
…
Let's move the time forward a little. Just when Neville had just walked into the dormitory, something... well, not too big was happening behind Hagrid's hunting cabin.
"...Hagrid...Professor Hagrid, here we are."
It was Filch who spoke, and judging by his tone, it was obvious that he was not very willing to call Hagrid "Professor" until now. Because in his heart, a student like Hagrid who was expelled back then should have a status similar to that of a squib gatekeeper like him.
"I know, you can go back."
Hagrid also disliked Filch, a guy who always treated students rudely. After waving his hands casually, he picked up the lantern in his hand and shined a light behind Filch.
"I received news from Professor McGonagall, but... are you the only one?"
When Hagrid asked in confusion, the light of the lantern also extended to a short distance behind Filch, but there was only one person standing there, and that was the unlucky Ron.
"Oh... yes," Ron said helplessly, "Hagrid, good evening... As you can see, it's just me."
"What about Harry and the others? Were they not punished?" Hagrid asked next.
"Harry and the others—"
Ron shrugged and was about to give Hagrid a detailed explanation, but was interrupted by Filch who had not yet left.
"Ron Weasley," Filch said loudly in his hoarse and mean voice, "Professor McGonagall asked me to bring you here, not just to chat - you should go and accept your punishment!"
"Filch!" Hagrid glared at him angrily, "How and when to punish is all my business. You should go back to the castle!"
Hearing this, Filch took a look at Hagrid's huge body, as well as his arms and legs thicker than his own waist, and then walked back with his mouth twisted and muttering. Soon, Ron's voice sounded from behind, seemingly explaining to Hagrid some of the situations he had experienced in the principal's office.
"The brats who are always restless, and the stupid big guy who protects them!"
Filch muttered angrily, and the swaying lantern illuminated his shadow, which swayed on the grass in the front yard.
However, just when he was about to go back to the castle to patrol and try his luck to see if he could catch a few more students who were lucky enough to sneak out for a night out, a black shadow suddenly fell from the sky and landed with a "bang" on the lawn below Gryffindor Tower.
The quietness of the night made the sound of the landing particularly clear. Even though Gryffindor Tower was still some distance away from Filch, he could still hear it clearly.
"WTF?"
Filch first looked in the direction of the sound, and when the cat named "Mrs. Norris" jumped down from his shoulder, the man and the cat immediately ran over there.
The moonlight was quite bright tonight, and Mrs. Norris was there to guide him. It didn't take long for him to find something that had fallen on the ground.
It seemed to be an iron box that had been smashed and deformed. It had obviously fallen from the tower, and the contents inside were scattered all over the floor. Filch picked up one of them and looked at it in the moonlight, then put it to his nose and smelled it. A faint fragrance immediately penetrated his nostrils.
It was undoubtedly a charming smell, which made Filch put it into his mouth without hesitation and started chewing it without even the slightest hesitation.
"Hmm... is it chocolate?" Filch chewed with his jagged yellow teeth, showing an expression of great enjoyment, "Which little bastard threw it down? Huh... Throwing things out of the window... tasty… "
So not long after, a rickety figure happily picked up the chocolates under the moonlight, put them all into his pocket, and then slowly returned to the castle to patrol with the broken heart-shaped iron box. .
That night, gatekeeper Filch's mouth was filled with the rich fragrance of chocolate.