I was inventing at Hogwarts

This is Filch speaking to Mrs. Norris.

The few little wizards hiding in the prize display room were frightened.

Rigg waved his wand at the other four, telling them to follow him.

Several people quietly walked towards the door away from Filch's voice.

Neville's robes had just passed the corner of the display room when they heard Filch enter the trophy room.

"They're here somewhere," Rigg heard Filch mutter.

"Probably hiding."

Mrs. Norris meowed harshly. Harry had never heard a cat meow so harshly.

"Go this way!" Rigg said to everyone in an inaudible voice.

The five men tiptoed along a corridor filled with armors.

In order not to make any noise, they walked very slowly.

Gradually Filch could be heard getting closer and closer to them.

Rigg tightened his wand nervously.

If it doesn't work, I can only give it to Filch secretly.

But I wonder if the teachers can find out who cast the magic, Rigg thought with some worry.

Suddenly, a strange cry familiar to the trio rang out.

Mrs. Norris was also suddenly quiet.

I don’t know what happened, but Filch’s footsteps gradually faded away.

The five people waited quietly for a while, no one moved.

The corridor was quiet except for the sound of the wind passing through.

Rigg carefully lit his wand.

Lumos, his newfound magic.

It seems to work well.

Rigg carefully wrapped his hand around the top of the wand so that only a few rays of light came through.

Just enough to illuminate the five people standing together again.

"I think we've gotten rid of Filch," Harry said brokenly.

He leaned against the cold wall, wiping the nervous sweat from his forehead.

Neville and Ron were already sitting on the ground.

"I told you." The domineering energy in Hermione's usual speech returned.

"We must get back to the Gryffindor common room quickly," said Ron. "The sooner the better."

He really didn't want to catch cats with Filch anymore.

"Malfoy lied to us," Rigg said to Harry.

This also made Rigg very unhappy, and he actually helped Harry plan the whole night.

Now all the efforts were in vain.

"Filch knew that someone was going to the trophy room, and he was a little Slytherin wizard. It must have been Malfoy who revealed the news to him." Rigg analyzed in a low voice,

Harry nodded silently, thinking the same thing.

To be honest, he was quite happy that he didn't have to embarrass himself in front of Hermione and Neville.

"Let's go." Rigg suggested.

Since Malfoy didn't really come to duel, they had to go back quickly.

No one objected, and the five people started moving against the wall again.

It's really dark in the corridor.

Rigg didn't dare to keep lighting the wand for fear of being seen by Filch from any corner.

They had just walked about ten steps when they heard the handle of a door rattle.

Something suddenly jumped out of a classroom in front of them.

It's Peeves.

Neville, who was trembling with fear from the dark corridor and Filch who didn't know when he appeared, couldn't help but let out a sharp scream and ran away.

But darkness and fear affected his vision.

Neville panicked and bumped into the armor in the corridor, which made him dizzy.

It also caused the armor in the entire corridor to fall one after another like dominoes.

The clang of armor falling to the ground echoed throughout the castle.

Rigg closed his eyes in pain, it was over now.

Sure enough, from downstairs they heard a strange and loud continuous meowing.

And the sound of Filch thumping up the stairs.

"Run!" Rigg shouted, taking a few steps past Neville.

The five of them ran at full speed down the corridor, and no one looked back to see if Filch had followed.

Because the wonderful meowing sound keeps approaching them.

Peeves followed them, not far nor near.

Peeves' laughter serves as a guide to Filch.

They skirted doorposts, ran down corridors, went up and down stairs.

In the end, even Hermione, who had deliberately memorized the map of Hogwarts Castle, couldn't recognize where they had gone.

Rigg ran at the front, dragging Hermione, who had lost all strength.

Hermione's long curly hair was now spread out, and the rubber band had fallen into nowhere.

The air around Rigg was filled with the scent of her shampoo or possibly body wash.

Harry, Ron and Neville followed Rigg panting.

They ducked past Peeves and ran for their lives.

He ran to the end of the corridor and slammed against a door.

Unfortunately, the door is locked.

"It's over!" Ron whimpered.

Neville started to cry again, sobbing quietly.

Rigg quickly took out his wand, but Hermione was faster than him.

They heard footsteps, and Filch was limping towards them.

The marvelous meow had grown hoarse, and Filch angrily told her to shut up.

But wonder still screams.

"Oh, come here," Hermione said roughly.

She knocked on the door lock and whispered, "Open the Alaho hole!"

The lock clicked and the door suddenly opened.

Rigg seemed to wake up from a dream.

grass!

He knows this scene!

Rigg didn't really want to go in.

But Hermione, who thought Rigg was stunned, grabbed her through the door.

The five people rushed in and quickly closed the door.

Rigg looked at the scene in front of him, thinking much faster than usual.

Merlin's manicure.

Harry didn't look back at all, he put his ear directly to the door and listened carefully.

They heard Peeves hurrying away and Filch curse angrily.

Mrs. Norris was calling to comfort Filch.

Miraculously stopped barking now, and she suddenly disappeared again.

"He thought the door was locked," Harry whispered.

"I think we'll be fine. Stop tugging at my sleeve, Neville!"

Neville kept tugging at the sleeves of Harry's robes.

"What's the matter?"

Harry turned around.

I saw it, I saw it clearly.

For a moment, he believed that he must have walked into a nightmare.

A nightmare worse than Filch.

They were not in the same room as Harry thought, they were in a corridor.

It was the corridor on the fourth floor that the principal said at the opening ceremony was off-limits.

Now they know why this place is off limits.

They were looking into the eyes of a monstrous dog so large that it filled all the space from ceiling to floor.

It has three heads, three pairs of vicious eyes, and three noses.

Now three open mouths were drooling.

The saliva hung from the yellowed dog's teeth like sticky ropes.

It stood there motionless, all six eyes fixed on them.

When such a huge three-headed dog began to let out a deafening roar, several young wizards all stood there blankly.

Temporary loss of ability to think.

The big dog finally reacted and pounced.

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