Chapter 22: Unlucky Scamander

Rolf found that tonight was probably his unlucky night.

First, when he left the principal's office, he ran into Professor Snape.

After the professor's sarcastic comments, he deducted five points from Hufflepuff because Rolf's walking noise was too loud and disturbed the rest of the Slytherin students.

Merlin's briefs!

Mrs. Rolf was on the eighth floor, and the Slytherin common room was under the Black Lake. At this vertical distance, even if he set off fireworks on the roof, the little snakes wouldn't be able to hear it!

Why don't you say that the smell of your big greasy hair affects the air quality and fumes the little wizards of Hufflepuff?

Of course, Rolf didn't say this out loud. He didn't want to let Hufflepuff deduct 20 points on the first night of school and get a detention package.

Then, when the boy returned along the original route, he suddenly found that he was... lost.

There are a total of 142 stairs in Hogwarts, and they can be moved everywhere. There is no so-called "original route" at all.

Some stairs are real roadkill. When you step on them, they suddenly disappear. When you pull back your feet, they reappear. When you want to step over them, they rise directly... almost provocative!

Some roads are blocked by walls at the end. You have to poke the right place to open them. If you poke the wrong place, they are as solid as a rock.

As a beginner, Rolf plunged into the complex staircase system of Hogwarts, just like traveling in the Silk Cave. The paths are as dense as spider webs, with nine twists and eighteen turns, and there are traps at every turn... No matter how good the driving skills are, you will get lost!

It's not that he is not capable, but that the enemy has too many tricks. He can't hold on for too long and has to surrender. He is frequently defeated by the tricky stairs.

Rolf can fully imagine the bad taste, excitement and meanness of Ravenclaw when designing the stairs. She may even often observe the embarrassment of the little wizard through the crystal ball.

Poor Rolf walked around for a full ten minutes and was still wandering on the fourth floor. He had to open the window and prepare to jump out of the window and come in from the first floor.

Rolf stood diagonally near the window, and was about to climb out when he suddenly turned his head to look into the corner.

A skinny cat with dark gray fur stared at him with its eyes bulging like light bulbs.

When it saw Rolf, it turned around and ran away, and Rolf hurriedly chased after it.

As a senior professor at the Cat De Academy, he had sufficient experience and skills in petting cats. At the fastest time, he had captured the heart of a cat in one minute.

This cat must know the way better than Rolf, right?

After chasing for only two corridors, the cat disappeared. Rolf heard a slight sound, turned his head and looked, and was terrified.

A hideous face appeared by the window. The man hung a lantern on the cage of the corridor column, but the light was dim and swayed in the wind. With a puff, the light went out.

The fleeting light added a bit of horror.

Rolf scared Hermione all day, so he was a little scared now.

The man took off the lantern again, took out a new candle that was as red as blood from his sleeve, lit it instantly, put it into the lantern, and hung it on the pillar again.

The lantern swayed slightly, and the light shone in the corridor.

Filch, who was patrolling with a lantern, was excited when he saw Rolf. He laughed:

"On the first night of school, a student who was wandering at night was caught. Mrs. Norris did a good job! Let's see which little bad guy it is!!"

"Sir, I am a student of Hufflepuff College. After the dinner, I was called to Dumbledore's office." Rolf explained.

"Will I believe your lies?" Filch sneered: "Last school year, I caught a Gryffindor student. He said he had sleepwalking and was sleepwalking!"

"There was also a Ravenclaw student who was still stubborn when I found him. He said he didn't want to disturb his roommates and wanted to study with the light in the corridor.

"I also met a Slytherin student who said he was kidnapped from his bed by a dark wizard and taken to the restricted area of ​​the library! ! "

"Which of these reasons is not more creative than yours? Your reason is so common that it ranks among the top five students I caught walking at night."

"..."

Rolf was speechless. This reason has been made up until the year 2022. There is no reason to use.

"But I didn't lie. You can go to Professor Dumbledore to prove that what I said is true."

"Still talking stubbornly, you must want to take the opportunity to escape halfway. I will send you to Snape." Filch laughed.

No matter whether this reason is true or not, according to Snape's character, as long as it is not a student of his own college, he will deduct ten points first... There are so many professors in Hogwarts, but only Snape suits Filch's taste.

If Filch is a professor, he will hang the students on the ceiling and beat them with a belt when he catches them.

"Even if you go to Professor Snape, you still have to send me to the principal's office." Rolf chuckled:

"When I came back from the principal's office, he happened to be about to go in. "

Filch frowned, wondering if what Rolf said was true.

Just when the administrator was in trouble, Mrs. Norris at his feet suddenly sneezed several times, and her eyes became moist.

Rolf observed Mrs. Norris and walked towards it.

"Boy, what are you doing?" Filch roared, "Why are you so close?"

"Your cat seems to be sick." Rolf explained.

"Nonsense!" Filch said angrily: "Under my care, Mrs. Norris has no idea how good her health is!"

Rolf sighed, looked at the cat that kept sneezing, and said in a soft voice but firm tone:

"Has it recently been sneezing and coughing in fits and starts, with tears, increased nasal secretions, loss of appetite, and depression?"

Filch opened his mouth, his throat a little dry.

"Looking at you like this, you are right. These symptoms... I am very confident that they are feline magic virus rhinotracheitis." Luo Fe shook his head and said in a professional tone:

"Adult cats generally won't die from this disease, but they will remain sick for a long time and suffer a lot. Look at how thin your cat is now..."

Filch suddenly panicked. He stared at Rolf and said fiercely:

"If you dare to lie to me, I will let Professor Snape lock you in the dungeon..."

"What did I lie to you for?" Rolf seemed to reveal it casually: "Well, just now in the principal's office, Dumbledore wanted to see me for a dental appointment. He thought the potion made by Professor Snape was unpalatable."

"You can also take Mrs. Norris to the magical beast shop in Diagon Alley to see if their judgment is consistent with mine?

However, their treatment prices are high, and my charges are very cheap, and their medical skills are not as good as mine. "

"You can still treat?" Filch was very surprised.

"Of course, every Scamander is the best veterinarian." Rolf smiled.

Filch decided to send an owl to consult tomorrow, but tonight...

"Come with me! I'll take you back to the Hufflepuff common room!"

"Thank you, Mr. Filch." Rolf said politely.

Filch walked in front carrying a lantern, holding the sick Mrs. Norris in his arms. Although he was a squib, he was like a human map. He led Rolf through several secret passages and brought him to a place. building.

"I'll meet you at the Hufflepuff table tomorrow!" Filch said.

"No problem, I'll wait for you."

Rolf waved his hand and walked along the corridor towards the Hufflepuff lounge. He was only halfway there when he suddenly remembered that he didn't know where the entrance to the Hufflepuff lounge was, let alone how to get in!

Ah, I've done all the foreplay, but I'm just shuddering when I get there, but I can't find the entrance. What's going on?

Luofu walked aimlessly along the corridor and found a pile of large wooden barrels placed on the dark stone trough, and a young man sitting there.

"Neville, why are you here?" Rolf asked in surprise.

"Thank God, you're finally back, Rolf." Neville stood up and trotted towards the boy happily.

"I'm worried that after you come back from the principal's office, you won't know how to enter the college, so I'll be waiting for you here..."

Rolf raised his head and looked seriously into Neville's sincere eyes. He was used to seeing indifference, and for a moment he was slightly touched, even a little uncomfortable.

"Thank you." Rolf patted Neville on the shoulder.

"Thank you, we are good friends." Neville chuckled, walked to the pile of barrels, and whispered:

"The prefect said that the entrance to our college is behind this pile of barrels. If you want to enter the lounge, you don't need to say the password. You just need to knock the barrels according to the rhythm of 'Helga Hufflepuff'... …”

Rolf looked at Neville expectantly, and saw the young man pull out his wand and knock the barrel twice before his body suddenly stiffened.

"Is this the end?" Rove asked.

Neville was embarrassed for a moment, then said with a sad face: "Rolf, I seem to have forgotten how to knock..."

"..."

A wooden barrel suddenly opened, and there was a loud crash. The vinegar in the barrel fell on the heads of the two people, drenching them both.

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