Harry Potter’s Book of Sin Chapter 662: Chocolate by mistake

()A magical firework show scattered all around, the radiance suddenly disappeared, and the vitality and youth of young people bloomed in the Gryffindor common room. And when the last beam of radiance, which looked like a dragon, rushed out from the doorway, including those portraits in the corridor on the eighth floor, many people engraved the colorful pictures firmly in their hearts.

In fact, at the end of the last school year, many students were wondering why Fred and George, who were always troublesome, would be honest until the last moment after the exam.

Now they know that the Weasley twin brothers who were the initiators, even if they have successfully graduated and left Hogwarts, can still leave their last glory and arrogance here.

Of course, Fred and George have already graduated, and even Dumbledore's resurrection can't take care of them. However, the two naughty ghosts can't be cured, but Ron, the troublemaker, is there?

Now, Neville has returned to the dormitory, but he looked at the rather empty room with a little confusion on his face.

In this dormitory, Ron, Harry, Dean, and Seamus were all caught by the professor for questioning. The unprepared commotion might bring them an impressive punishment.

Coincidentally, it happened that Neville Longbottom had nothing to do with him. It was all because the portrait opposite the Fat Lady proved to him that he even had the doorway of the common room. Never went in.

So far, Neville, who has been confused by the unexpected situation tonight, stood in his dormitory and scratched his head blankly.

Fortunately, sincere people like him with a simpler mind don't think too much. Since he was not taken away by the professor, it was naturally a good thing, at least this would save him from punishment. As for Harry and Ron... he wasn't very worried either, after all, Hogwarts didn't have any serious punishments now.

However, being alone in the dormitory is always a little deserted. On weekdays, Gryffindor’s bedroom often seems very lively. Once it calms down, even Neville, who has always been stubborn, feels a little uncomfortable.

After hurriedly sorting out the parchment, pen and ink, etc. for his homework, he looked around in the room for a week, but awkwardly put down his schoolbag and ran to open the window.

"Uh...what did I suddenly come to open the window for?" Neville himself was a little puzzled, but he seemed to think he should do this again, "Well, forget it, let him go!"

While feeling the refreshing breeze outside the window, he released the handle on the window, then ran back and picked up his schoolbag, ready to go to the common room to finish his homework.

Somehow tonight, he feels that his condition is abnormally good. It is estimated that the homework will be completed smoothly in a while, right?

But when he passed Ron's bed and walked to the door, he caught a glimpse of the package on the desk from the corner of his eye. He remembered that Ron seemed to say that it probably contained sweets from Lavender, and if anyone wanted to eat it, he could get it by himself.

Yes, Neville has loved eating sweet things since he was a child. It's just that the conditions at home don't allow him, and coupled with the fact that he has an exceptionally strict grandma, he is always greedy but rarely can eat enough.

"Well...if it's really candy or something..." He couldn't help but look at the package and muttered to himself, "It looks like a lot...just one...no, two! Just only Take two!"

In the bedroom, snacks are mostly shared by everyone, which is not surprising. Especially the little local tyrant Harry, although he is not very diligent in buying, he will bring a lot of snacks every year for everyone to eat together. Although Ron and Neville are not wealthy at home, they occasionally use the Tong Nath they saved to contribute to this shared friendship.

After making up his mind to take only two, Neville turned around with his schoolbag and walked over to the desk on the side.

He threw the school bag to his feet again, and then accompanied by a clatter of unpacking, a heart-shaped chocolate tin box suddenly appeared inside. The meaning of the red heart-shaped tin box is too obvious. Even Neville, who is rather dull about it, quickly understood the intention.

"It's chocolate again?" He said, "Still... or not so good?"

Neville glanced at the parchment used for the parcel. The name "Lavender Brown" looked a little fuzzy in the unlit bedroom, but it was still recognizable by the moonlight outside the window.

"No, it's just chocolate..." He thought about it embarrassedly, and then shook his head, "Well, just one, there seems to be fruit jelly on Harry's side."

When I dropped from two chocolates to one, Neville's awkwardness in his heart was reduced by half, and it really became more comfortable now. He didn't think much this time, and raised his hand to open the lid of the box of chocolates, but at that moment, he felt guilty inexplicably.

It was an unreasonable anxiety, as if something was wrong, and Neville immediately stopped what he was doing. And in the next second, he turned around with full of doubts, and took a light step so habitually...

No, in fact, he only took a half-step before he tripped over the schoolbag he threw at his feet.

A staggered, Neville shook his hands in a hurry, trying to re-adjust his standing center of gravity. Immediately afterwards, he finally pulled out the foot that was blocked by the schoolbag, and managed to regain his footing. But then he was stunned to find that the heart-shaped chocolate tin box traversed a beautiful arc in mid-air and flew perfectly to the window.

Neville looked at the open window, then looked down at his hands, he was dumbfounded for a moment. There was already a major event that alarmed the professors tonight, and at this time, he didn't have the guts to go down and pick it up.

……

Let's move the time forward a little bit. Just when Neville just walked into the dormitory, something was happening behind Hagrid's hunting cabin... well, it wasn't a big deal.

"...Hagrid...Professor Hagrid, I have brought you here."

It was Filch who was speaking, and listening to his tone, it was obvious that until now he was not willing to call Hagrid a "professor." Because in his heart, a student like Hagrid who was expelled back then should have the same status as him, a dumb gatekeeper.

"I see, you can go back."

For Filch, who always treats students rudely, Hagrid looked at him equally. After waving his hand casually, he picked up the lantern in his hand and took a photo behind Filch.

"I received news from Professor McGonagall, but...you are the only one?"

As Hagrid questioned suspiciously, the light of the lantern also extended not far behind Filch, but there was only one person standing there, that was the hapless Ron.

"Oh...yes," Ron said helplessly, "Hagrid, good evening...As you can see, I'm the only one."

"Harry and the others? Are they not punished?" Hagrid continued.

"Harry and them--"

Ron shrugged, trying to explain to Hagrid in detail, but was interrupted by Filch, who had not left yet.

"Ron Weasley," Filch said loudly in his hoarse voice, "Professor McGonagall asked me to bring you here, not for you to chat-you should be punished. !"

"Filch!" Hagrid glared at him angrily, "How to punish and when to punish is my business, you should go back to the castle!"

Fairch heard the words and looked at Hagrid's huge body and arms and legs that were thicker than his own waist. Then, he twisted his mouth and mumbled back. Soon, Ron's voice sounded behind him, seeming to explain some of the conditions he experienced in the principal's office for Hagrid.

"The kid who is never restless, and the stupid guy who protects them!"

Filch muttered angrily, and his dangling lantern shone his shadow for a long time and shortly, swaying endlessly on the grass in the vestibule.

However, just as he was planning to patrol the castle well and try his luck to see if he could catch a few more students who had slipped out of the night with a fluke, a dark shadow suddenly fell from the sky, "boom". A sound fell on the lawn under the Gryffindor Tower.

The tranquility of the night made this sound especially clear, even if the Gryffindor Tower was still some distance away from Filch, he could still hear it clearly.

"What is it?"

Filch first looked in the direction of the sound, and when the cat named "Mrs. Loris" jumped off his shoulder, the man ran over there immediately. past.

The moonlight tonight is pretty bright~IndoMTL.com~ Besides, Mrs. Loris gave him guidance, and it didn't take long before he found what had fallen on the ground.

It seemed to be an iron box that had been smashed and deformed. It obviously fell from the tower, and the contents were scattered all over the floor. Filch picked up one of them and looked at it in the moonlight, then put it in front of his nose and smelled it. A faint fragrance immediately penetrated into his nostril.

It was undoubtedly a charming smell, which made Filch slip into his mouth and chew without hesitation.

"Um... is it chocolate?" Filch chewed with his jagged yellow teeth, and showed an expression of incomparable enjoyment. "Which little **** threw it down? Huh...to Throwing things out the window...it tastes good..."

So it didn't take long for a rickety figure to pick up the chocolates under the moonlight, put them all in their pockets, and then slowly returned to the castle with the broken heart-shaped tin box. Went on patrol.

That night, the mouth of the goalkeeper Filch was full of the rich fragrance of chocolate.