Harry Potter Fantastic Beasts Illustrated Book

Chapter 111 One hundred points for Gryffindor!

Dumbledore walked ahead with Harry in his arms, and David barely kept pace with his strides.

When they got close to the devil's net, David didn't even see Dumbledore move, and a hot ball of fire appeared above them.

The vines of the devil's net were roasted by the fire, twisted a little, and quickly shrank to a dark corner that was not illuminated by the fire.

Then the stone slabs on the floor made a few noises, and David quickly took a step back. The stone slabs under his feet floated into the air along with the slabs in front of him, forming a row of stairs, one of which extended to the position of the trapdoor. .

"Be careful, they may be a little bumpy." Dumbledore reminded, and walked up first.

David stretched out his foot and stepped on the stone slab, and it swayed up and down slightly, like a wooden plank on the lake.

David took each step carefully, making sure his footing remained in the center of the slab.

Otherwise, if he didn't get injured after fighting Voldemort, he would fall down the stairs instead, and it would be bad if he got a broken bone.

After climbing the stairs, David breathed a sigh of relief, and when he passed through the slide under the trapdoor, Dumbledore was waiting for him at the door.

Moloch huddled in a corner, its three heads competing to hide under its hands.

Smelling David's breath, Moloch hastily raised his head and called out to David twice, sticking out his tongue to please him.

It wants David to intercede for it.
This silly dog!

David glared at it, turned around and asked, "Professor, what about Moloch?"

"You can keep it in the Forbidden Forest, or of course you can send it back to your home, you are its owner, it's up to you to decide." Dumbledore said with a smile.

David glanced at Moloch's silly appearance, and sighed: "Then send him back to my house."

Leave Moloch in the Forbidden Forest, David is afraid that when the next semester comes, it will have already demolished the Forbidden Forest.

Compared to Noble, Moloch is the real Erha
Dumbledore nodded: "Well, during the holidays, I will ask Hagrid to send the three-headed dog to your house."

"Hagrid?" David was a little confused: "Where is my grandpa? Is he not coming?"

"Newt has gone to Romania, and something happened to the dragon farm over there, and he needs his help." Dumbledore explained.

David nodded, understanding.

As a master of magical animals, Newt is often invited by farms around the world to solve problems they cannot handle.

And only at this time, those countries will cancel Newt's arrest warrant, old tool man.

"Oh, by the way, Professor, how about your actions against Organization R?" David suddenly remembered this.

"It's not very good, but it's still rewarding. You can ask Newt when you go back. He knows a little more detail than me. And our main problem now is to take Harry to the school hospital, right?" Dumbledore raised Harry in his arms.

David smiled awkwardly, he almost forgot about Harry just now.

After stroking Moloch's three heads to signal his peace of mind, David followed Dumbledore out of the room, through the corridor, to the second floor.

"If you have no objection, can I take Harry to the school hospital alone?" Dumbledore said, "It's getting late now, I think you should need a rest."

"Okay then, I'll come see Harry tomorrow." David shrugged and walked down the stairs, returning to the portrait of the Fat Lady.

Before David could speak, the fat lady stood up excitedly.

This is a very rare thing. Anyway, during this semester, except when the fat lady went to visit, he didn't see the fat lady leave her chair a few times.

"How are you doing?" the fat lady asked hastily.

"What action?" David blinked, looking as if nothing happened.

"Oh, you still want to lie to me." The fat lady had an expression that I knew all about: "The news spread in the Gryffindor lounge. You guys went to the corridor on the fourth floor to stop Snape from stealing the Sorcerer's Stone."

David was taken aback, but before he could speak, the fat lady continued, "I didn't expect Snape to be serious on weekdays, and I didn't expect Snape to be so nasty in private, and he threatened Professor Quirrell, it's really disgusting!"

David pressed his temple and felt a little headache. Who spread these rumors?

"Son, why are you uncomfortable?" The fat lady asked concerned, "That's right, you don't know what method you used to stop Snape, but it's hard for you, go back and rest."

After finishing speaking, without David reading the password, the fat lady moved the picture frame to reveal the location of the door opening.

"Ma'am, it's actually Quirrell who wants to steal the Sorcerer's Stone." David said helplessly.

Before the fat lady could reply, there was a loud noise in the lounge.

"Someone is back, is it Harry and David?" Someone said in surprise.

"It must be them, it's so late, who else is outside, George and Fred didn't go out today." Someone responded.

Accompanied by these voices, David walked slowly through the doorway, and as soon as he reached the edge of the lounge, he couldn't move.

The lounge was crowded with people, even the edge of the sofa was full.

They were looking at the doorway in unison, and they cheered immediately when they saw David, and their eyes were full of expectation and a little worship.

Feeling their gazes, David felt a little flustered, and a surge of pride and motivation surged spontaneously, as if fighting Voldemort for [-] rounds would do.

But what happened to the banner on the wall?

The corner of David's mouth moved involuntarily.

On the walls all around were hung many bright red banners, which read:

"Snape is going to Azkaban, did you know that?"

"Cheers to Gryffindor's victory, Day 0 of Snape's absence."

"I told you at the beginning of school that Snape is not a good person!"

"Prophet? It's a real hammer, it's a knife!"

Among these banners, there is one that is particularly conspicuous. It is very large, several times wider than the other banners, and the words on it are still shining.

It read: "Need a rotten egg? For just one Sickle, you can experience unprecedented fun and enjoyment like an emperor on the way away from Snape."

Below this line of words is a line of smaller words: If you need, please contact George or Fred, there are not many stocks, first come first served! !
How much Gryffindor kids hate Professor Snape!

David sighed silently in his heart.

"Let's go, let's go." Ron shouted loudly, and he, Hermione, Neville, George and Fred squeezed through the crowd and walked to David's side.

"Great job!" said Fred, patting David on the shoulder.

"It's just a pity that you didn't bring the two of us with you." George said, shaking his head.

"Otherwise, you wouldn't have come back so late." Fred took it.

"The two of us can beat Snape to pieces!" George raised his eyebrows.

"But if he kneels down and begs for mercy, we can consider taking it lightly." After Fred finished speaking, there was a burst of laughter in the room.

"By the way, where's Harry?" Ron hurriedly asked while Fred and the others were talking about Ah Hu.

"Ha..." David had just uttered the word when he heard the picture frame behind him open again.

Harry woke up?
David hurriedly turned his head to look.

After a while, no one appeared, only a piece of paper flew in danglingly.

It floated to the center of the room, folded itself, and became a mouth.

"I'm glad you two let me go." Snape's flat voice came from his mouth: "Gryffindor got a hundred points deducted for your 'kindness' and your noise! "

The mouth made of paper was turned into ashes after speaking to everyone.

"How could he do that!" Hermione said angrily.

(End of this chapter)