Chapter 702： Rolled

The search of the castle continued until about three o'clock in the middle of the night, and naturally nothing was found. Black seemed to have never broken into Hogwarts Castle.

Professor Dumbledore should have expected such a result a long time ago, but he still had to let the professors search the entire castle, so that the teachers and students in the school could feel relieved, and it could be regarded as an explanation to the dementors stationed outside the school. .

This was a pain for the professors and prefects who searched the castle, and they couldn't close their eyes all night, especially when they were full and sleepy, it was really hard to work hard to hold on.

When Albert and Shanna returned to the hall of the auditorium, everyone had fallen asleep, and only the energetic Percy and the sleepy prefects were still on vigil.

Sure enough, rather than staying to watch the night, it is better to walk outside, at least to talk to the people around him, and find an excuse to be lazy and paddling.

Until dawn, the prefect of the night watch and the chairman of the student union were allowed to go back to sleep, and the ghosts would take over their work.

As for the morning class, it was naturally cancelled.

Sir Cadogan, who temporarily took over the job of the fat lady, is a rude guy. When he saw Albert, he provoked with rude abuse and planned to fight Albert.

"If you can get out of the painting, I will fight you."

Albert stretched out his hand to cover his yawn, not wanting to listen to the nonsense of the other person here, and said directly, "The password is'Mongrel Dog', now open the door."

Sir Cadogan reluctantly let them into the common room.

The four of them went back to their dormitories to rest. Since the password to enter the lounge, it was naturally the responsibility of Nick, who was almost headless, to tell the other Gryffindor students.

When Albert woke up again, it was already noon.

Tom arched and arched in front of the cat basin, shaking his tail when he heard the movement, and continued to bury his head in the meal, until Albert reached out his hand and stroked his head and stopped eating.

"You should lose weight." Albert picked up Tom, stroked his fat belly, and murmured, "If you hadn't raised you from childhood to adulthood, I would have suspected that you were a hairy pig."

Meow!

Tom protested that Albert interrupted his meal, and tentatively used the cat pad to poke Albert's hand away.

"Although fat cats are indeed better-looking, they should not be too fat. Be careful that they are too fat to walk."

Albert let go of the fat cat and looked at Tom who was eating again. He decided to leave Tom to the house elf bit to take care of him while he was going to participate in the magical school potion tournament, and let the house elf stare at Tom. Run the roller every day.

As long as he exercises enough, Tom’s fat body will disappear soon.

After washing, Albert planned to go downstairs to eat, and as soon as he opened the door, he found that the common room was crowded with Gryffindor students.

"What are you doing here?" Albert asked suspiciously.

"Thank God, someone finally opened the door." Neville's tears of excitement were about to fall.

"He said the password was wrong, so we wouldn't be allowed in." A senior boy said angrily. "The morning password is obviously still a ‘mongrel dog’."

"The password has been changed," said Sir Cadogan.

"What's the password now?" Albert asked Sir Cadogan.

"I can't tell you." Sir Cadogan refused to give Albert the password.

"If you change your password, you have to tell the prefect in advance, otherwise you don’t even know about the prefect. Are you going to let everyone stay outside and stare?" Albert looked at the portrait on the door and said in a commanding tone. "Okay, tell me, what is the password now."

Although the door of the common room was opened, many students did not intend to go in immediately, preparing to stay outside to watch Sir Cadogan deflate.

"What's the matter?" Percy saw that the corridor outside the common room was crowded with students, and walked toward this side quickly.

"I'm negotiating with Sir Cadogan. He seems to have changed his password, but he didn't tell the prefect. A lot of people were blocked at the door just now." Albert said a little impatiently, "I doubt this guy very much. It’s pure pleasure to make trouble for the students."

Many students immediately agreed and expressed dissatisfaction with the rude knight in charge of the gatekeeper.

"It's Sir Cadogan." The portrait roared at the crowd.

"To shut up."

"The password is: pony." Percy frowned and said to Sir Cadogan: "If you change the password, you should tell the prefect of the password as soon as possible. This is your responsibility. I think Professor Dumbledore. I should have told you."

"He seems to have mentioned it." Sir Cadogan curled his lips and rode away on his pony.

"Other paintings are reluctant to do this job," Percy explained to the grieving people. "Sir Cadogan is the only one to come forward. Even if you complain, it's useless. We have no other choice for the time being."

After speaking, Percy turned her head and said to Albert: "By the way, Professor McGonagall is looking for you for something. You'd better go to her office."

"Got it."

Albert went to Professor McGonagall's office first, as expected, for the Magic School Potions Championship.

"Tonight, pack your things, and someone will come and pick you up to participate in the game tomorrow morning." Professor McGonagall said straightforwardly.

"Who leads the team?" Albert asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Professor Slughorn has a wealth of experience in leading the team and would like to take the time to take you to the Potions Championship. He was also the Potions Professor at Hogwarts, but he has retired." Professor McGonagall looked at him. Albert asked, "Any other questions?"

"No more."

It is not difficult for Albert to guess why Professor Slughorn is willing to help lead the team.

Professor Slughorn likes to make friends with famous, successful and powerful people.

Albert obviously echoes the first two points.

Leaving Professor McGonagall’s office and entering the hall, everyone was talking about how Black entered the castle.

"There are several ways to say it now?" Albert asked Lee Jordan, who had just sat next to him.

"I can't count." Lee Jordan said, breaking his fingers. "Most people think that Black came in by Apparition."

"Hogwarts school prohibits apparitions." Albert began to make himself ham sausage sandwiches.

"I know that the guys who can say this kind of thing simply don't know enough about Hogwarts." Lee Jordan murmured, "I think they just want to attract everyone's attention."

"I agree with that." Albert took a bite of the sandwich. The bacon was very salty.

"Some people say that Black flew into the school on a broomstick, and some people say that he disguised himself to fool the gatekeeper's dementor." After speaking, Lee Jordan looked at Albert who was eating a sandwich and asked, "What do you think Which one is it?"

"Go into the castle through the secret path," Albert said as he ate.

"Fred and George thought the same way. They went to check the secret passage to the outside of the castle in the morning." Lee Jordan said in a voice that they could hear.

"Anything to find?"

"I don't know, they haven't come back yet." Lee Jordan naturally knew that there were several passages to get in and out of the school. He was a little worried that Fred and George would be in trouble, and Blake might be hiding in the secret road now. UU reading

"Don't worry, Blake must have left." Albert finished his sandwich and said to Lee Jordan: "By the way, I am going to participate in the Potions Championship tomorrow. I have to leave school for a while."

"When will you come back?"

"I don't know, but it shouldn't be too long. Maybe I'll be back the next day."

"After winning the championship, remember to treat." Lee Jordan stretched out his hand and gently hammered Albert's shoulder. "I have confidence in you."

To be honest, Lee Jordan sympathizes with students from other schools who want to compete with Albert. This guy is like a train. Anyone blocking the road will be ruthlessly rolled over.

"I thought it was you guys celebrating me." Albert said in a weird tone.

"You are so sorry to let us invite you. I heard that the champion can get a large bonus."

"Who said that." Albert asked.

"Fred and George."

"Don't talk nonsense, be careful of our whistleblowing, we never said that." Fred and George came to them.

"Did you find anything?" Albert asked.

"No." George shook his head, "but I still think that Black entered the castle through the secret tunnel."

"Should you tell the professors?"

"Tell them what to do?"

Fred disagrees very much.

Albert asked Fred and George to get some chalk dust on those hidden passages. If anyone enters the school from the secret road, they will definitely leave footprints. Then they will be able to figure out which day Black entered the secret road. School.

"You think Black will continue to invade Hogwarts." George immediately realized what Albert meant.

"Blake will not give up easily, otherwise he would not show up in the castle last night."

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