I was expelled from Hogwarts?

Walking in the dark corridor, both Harry and Ron felt that their first night tour went so smoothly that it was unreasonable.

Since leaving Gryffindor Tower, they have traveled a long way, and they have not encountered any prefects, ghosts, professors or administrators Filch, and they have not even walked up the stairs unexpectedly. Getting lost...is like taking a walk in your own back garden.

"George and Fred also told me that night travel is dangerous." Ron curled his lips and said with a look of disdain: "That's it?"

"Yeah, and Granger, I thought she would report us, or come out at night to stop us." Harry was a little surprised.

"Didn't she say she was going to find Rove? She didn't talk when she came back, probably Rove convinced her." Ron guessed.

"I don't know how Rove endures being friends with a person with this personality?"

"Rove may just have a good temper..." Harry said with emotion, "He probably wouldn't refuse others."

The two walked along the corridor and tiptoed towards the third floor. When they were about to reach the prize showroom, Ron pulled Harry and whispered:

"Are you ready, Harry."

"Yeah, but still a little nervous."

"It's okay, it's my first time too... I hope it can end soon, and I have class tomorrow, so I can't wait too long."

"I'm afraid..."

"Don't be afraid, I'm actually very powerful!"

The two entered the trophy room, where the crystal casements shone in the moonlight, and the trophies, shields, medals, and statues shone in silver and gold.

Just didn't see Malfoy and his little followers.

Harry pulled out his wand in case Malfoy suddenly rushed in to attack him, but time passed and still no one.

"Is it really a hoax as Granger said?" Harry hesitated.

Although Ron believed that they might have been cheated, he didn't want to admit it. He still insisted:

"Maybe Malfoy was late, maybe he was too scared to come."

"Maybe...he is waiting for you two with someone." Filch suddenly jumped out of the corner, his eyes sparkling with excitement.

"The boy who lived, Harry Potter, and a Weasley! I wanted to drive your twin brothers out a long time ago, but I caught my younger brother first. It seems that you are far less intelligent than your two brothers ..."

Filch grinned happily to the back of his head. He showed a set of ragged big yellow teeth, and said with a chuckle, "Double happiness tonight!"

Malfoy stood aside, with the corners of his mouth curled up. He stared at Harry's face and said triumphantly, "Have you been tricked? Potter, I'm in confinement. How can you still sleep freely in the dormitory?"

Ron was about to curse Malfoy, but Harry yelled, "Run!"

"Don't even try to run!" Filch roared angrily. He blocked the intersection with his thin body, but he couldn't stop the two of them at all.

Mrs. Norris rushed over and hit Ron in the face with a paw. Ron felt the pain and threw it out, hitting Malfoy's face.

Malfoy's face was also severely scratched by the furious Mrs. Norris.

Filch picked up Mrs. Norris and hurriedly chased her out. With an angry look in his eyes, he shouted, "You can't run away!"

Malfoy stood up in a daze, ignoring the claw marks on his face, and chased straight away, but he took a few steps slower, walked around a few corridors, and Filch was no longer in sight.

Most importantly, he got lost!

Malfoy had no choice but to find a random direction and chase after him.

Harry and Ron ran around the doorposts and down corridor after corridor. They had lost their way long ago, ducking into holes and winding around stairs, just running wild.

"They should have been thrown off by now." Harry panted heavily, leaning against the cold wall, wiping the sweat from his brow.

Ron also bent over, panting, "But... Filch has already seen us."

"It's okay, as long as we go back to the lounge... that's fine! Filch can't get into Gryffindor Tower, so we'll die tomorrow and not go out for a night tour." Harry could only think of this as an unavoidable solution.

"That mean fellow Malfoy, coward! He's a Slytherin, and we shouldn't believe his nonsense," Ron cursed.

Harry was a little speechless, why didn't you say that earlier, you were the one who promised to come out to a duel at night for me!

The two rested for a while and continued to move forward, but just after walking more than ten meters away, they saw a door being opened.

Peeves jumped out of a classroom, saw two little wizards, and screamed happily, "The little wizards are out at night! The little wizards don't sleep in the middle of the night!"

"Shut up, Peeves... Please... you're going to get us fired." Harry begged, and now he really wanted to learn the magic that Rove used to drive Peeves away.

Peeves was still giggling.

"You nasty freshmen, wandering around in the middle of the night. Tsk, you will be arrested."

"No, as long as you don't betray us, Peeves, please."

"I'm going to tell Filch," Peeves said solemnly, but there was a mischievous twinkle in his eye. "It's for your own good, you know? No night tours are allowed in the school."

"Get the hell out of here," said Ron fiercely, reaching out and hitting Peeves hard.

This provocation undoubtedly angered Peeves, and he roared:

"Bullying the ghost...the students are not sleeping, they are bullying the ghost...they are in the corridor of the Charms class!"

Harry was a little speechless, he ran again, and when he ran to the end of the corridor, he bumped into a figure heavily.

It's lost Malfoy!

Malfoy was knocked to the ground and bumped into a piece of armor. There was a crashing sound on the whole floor. He cursed angrily, "Which bastard, walking in the middle of the night without eyes?"

He looked up to see Harry, and shouted again, "I've got Potter, I've got him, come on Filch... Whoops!!"

Malfoy was kicked by Harry and hit his little Malfoy. Ron also picked up the armor and threw it at Malfoy.

The two of them didn't seem to intend to run away, thinking that they would give Malfoy a good beating before they were caught.

Malfoy fought back the pain in his crotch, got up and ran, with Harry and Weasley chasing after him.

he fled,

he chased

It's hard to fly!

Peeves shouted from the side: "It's a fight, it's a fight."

Malfoy ran to the end, there was only one door, but it was locked, he couldn't open it at all, and not far away, Harry and Ron were chasing after them murderously.

Peeves floated beside Malfoy, with his hands on his hips, a playful smile flashed in his eyes: "Call me Mr. Peeves, and I will open the door for you. I, Peeves, always keep my word."

Malfoy was able to bend and stretch at critical moments, and he immediately shouted: "Master Peeves! Open the door!"

Peeves smiled in satisfaction. He took out a wire from nowhere, fiddled with the keyhole a few times, and the door opened with a click.

Malfoy immediately dodged in. He was about to close the door, but Harry also rushed over. He stuck his foot in the crack of the door, and slammed it in again.

Malfoy was knocked to the ground, Harry rushed in unsteadily, tripped over Malfoy on the ground, and fell hard on top of him.

Ron squeezed in too, and he bumped into Harry with his whole body on top of him.

Harry looked terrified, because he found his mouth was slamming Malfoy's mouth.

There is no way to avoid it!

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