Having escaped famine, I was accepted into Hogwarts

Soon the three arrived at the stone statue guarding Dumbledore's office.

The two stone statues were very intelligent; upon seeing Kane, they immediately made way for him, and the four of them walked smoothly into Dumbledore's headmaster's office, which was empty and unlit.

"Where is Headmaster Dumbledore?" Harry frowned.

“An old man like him should be sleeping, of course.” Kane said, pushing open the hidden door to the principal’s office and walking into his bedroom.

The remaining three, Harold and Harold, did not make any rash moves, since the idea of ​​waking up Dumbledore from his sleep was too abstract.

However, Kane didn't care about where he was; the situation was so urgent that he naturally had to resort to some extraordinary measures.

However, it is clear that Dumbledore probably used extraordinary means, so much so that Kane could not wake him up no matter how he shook him. In the end, he had no choice but to write down what happened in the Forbidden Forest on a piece of parchment and put it on Dumbledore's slippers.

“He’ll know all about this tomorrow morning. We can go now,” Kane said, emerging from the bedroom.

"Hmm... Kane, are you that familiar with Professor Dumbledore?" Hermione asked tentatively.

"It was alright, we were just roommates for a few days." Kane shrugged and left the principal's office with the three of them.

Before leaving, he also took a few pieces of chocolate from Dumbledore's desk that he couldn't finish and shared them with them. They must have been terrified by their encounter with the dark wizard in the Forbidden Forest, and a piece of chocolate would help them calm down.

"Should we be heading back to the tower now? Or do you have any other activities planned?"

After finishing her meal, Hermione looked at Kane and the others. She had originally wanted to remind them that they should return to their dormitories as soon as possible, otherwise they would lose points in Gryffindor and tarnish Professor McGonagall's reputation. If such a record were kept in their files, they would be unable to take the Ministry of Magic civil service exam in the future, and their lives would be ruined.

Then, thinking about how she almost ended up spending the whole night on a forced overnight trip, she decided not to say anything like that—like blaming the cook after a full meal.

"Hmm..." All three of them pursed their lips and fell silent.

Seeing the three's reaction, Hermione naturally recalled the farce that had happened in the Great Hall at dinner.

"You guys aren't really planning to challenge Malfoy and his ilk to a wizarding duel, are you?"

“There are 3 vs 4 spots for the wizard duel now, and we’re still one spot short.” Harry, the idea genius, tried to get Hermione involved.

It's not that I don't trust Kane's fighting ability, but rather that if things really come to light, having another person can help share the punishment.

For some reason, he had a bad feeling.

Never mind, I must have misunderstood. Anyway, once he wins the wizard duel later, he'll go back... Strange, why does that ominous feeling have intensified?

"Um, no, you guys should go to the wizard duel. Anyway, I believe you can defeat Malfoy and Anrella. I'll head back to the Gryffindor tower now." Hermione declined Harry's invitation; breaking school rules was something she could do once and be done with it.

Should I take the initiative to do it?

Hermione looked at the three people opposite her: a Celestial Dragon of the wizarding world, a savior of the wizarding world, and a veteran pure-blood wizard. What did she have that she was qualified to break school rules with them? Wasn't she just asking to be blamed?

And so, the group parted ways on the fifth floor. Hermione headed toward the Gryffindor Tower, while Kane and the others continued toward their agreed-upon location, the Trophy Room.

“I really think we’re all pretty carefree,” Ron suddenly said.

"Hmm?" Kane and Harry both looked at him.

“Think about it, we just encountered the Dark Wizard in the Forbidden Forest not long ago, and after barely escaping, we immediately went to fight Malfoy and the others. It doesn’t seem like something a normal person would do,” Ron explained.

"What else can you do? Just because you met the dark wizard once, do you stay cooped up in bed every day and dare not go out?" Kane said, raising an eyebrow.

"Honestly, I'm really sleepy right now." Harry yawned. If it weren't for the pride and the legitimate opportunity to beat up Malfoy, he would really want to fly into his bed as fast as he could.

"Hurry up, we need to sleep after the duel." Harry said, quickening his pace. Soon the three of them arrived at the agreed-upon trophy display room.

Unfortunately, the person in the exhibition hall was not Malfoy Enrella and his companions, but Felch, who was sitting alone in a solitary seat, waiting for his prey to come to them.

Felch grinned, revealing his uneven, yellow teeth, and said, "I've got you now!"

Chapter 42 Don't Make a Flag!

"Oh... is it too late for us to run now?" Ron asked, somewhat numb, as he saw Felch slowly standing up in front of him.

"Of course we're in time! He didn't see our faces!" Harry was the quickest to react this time. He quickly grabbed Kane and the stunned Ron, intending to escape this troublesome place.

The situation is now very clear: they've been tricked by Malfoy.

"Once I get out of here unscathed today, I will definitely..." Ron was about to make a grand vow when Harry stopped him: "No! Don't say that, something bad will happen!"

"Alright." The three continued running with their heads down, but the physique of the man behind them, Fei Erqi, was not like that of an old man. On the contrary, he was more like a proper track and field athlete. His legs were unusually agile, and in the blink of an eye, he had caught up with them three or four floors, and his breathing was normal. He had the demeanor of a strongman, and he was getting closer and closer.

"Kane, hurry up and help! We're being caught!" Harry whispered to Kane.

"No way, Felch is a dud. What if we accidentally kill him?" Ron was unusually clear-headed at this moment. Getting caught by the night patrol would at most result in a deduction of points, and at worst, it would just be solitary confinement.

If Felch is seriously injured, the three of them will probably have to go home.

Kane clearly didn't think so. Compared to his unique shadow magic and summoning magic, hadn't Quirrell recently taught him a spell that dealt basic damage, was widely known, and would never cause serious injury?

Repel spell!

Kane drew his wand, which flashed with blue light. Felch, who was closely following behind them, was suddenly knocked back by a tremendous force and fell to the ground. He rolled a few times and then tumbled into a nearby room with a thud.

Just as the three of them breathed a sigh of relief, a sudden, uneasy growl emanating from the beast's throat sent a shiver down their spines.

"This seems to be the fourth-floor corridor. Could the room that Felch just rolled into be the one Dumbledore mentioned when school started..." Ron swallowed hard, and the three of them rushed toward the room in unison.

As the terrifying sound drew closer, Kane could already picture the fragments of Felch's skin.

Fortunately, Felch was lucky, or perhaps his body was strong enough, or maybe the three-headed dog that was attacking Felch had just eaten, so it was just toying with Felch. Although it was scary, there were no real wounds.

He did, however, drool all over himself.

In short, as soon as the three of them entered, they saw a large dog with three heads licking Felch. If you ignored Felch's pitiful cries, at first glance it looked a bit like the owner and his pet dogs playing together.

In an instant, Kane summoned a frog with a summoning spell. The frog's tongue lashed out and stuck heavily to the three-headed dog. Then, it pulled the frog back, bringing Felch back to him in a juicy way.

The frog's code is above the Cerberus's code, which is...

The three Kanes who rescued Felch were finally seen clearly by Felch this time. However, when he thought about how the three of them had just saved him from danger, he was still very happy.

As for the origins of water and fire...

At least I didn't end up looking like a pile of dog poop the next day...

Felch looked at the three young wizards in front of him, and finally felt he had to show a little humanity: "This is a one-time exception, and there won't be a next time! Understand?"

Kane and the other two nodded quickly.

"Hurry back to your dorms. I'll give you one minute to disappear from my sight," Ferqi said.

“Thank you, Mr. Felch.” Kane said, turning to leave, but Harry wanted to confirm his guess: “Mr. Felch, why were you waiting for us there?”

"Have you forgotten who you were supposed to duel with? Anyway, get out of here now, you have forty seconds left." Felch said, his serious and intimidating face hardening again.

Upon hearing this, the three of them immediately quickened their pace and returned to the entrance of the Gryffindor Tower without stopping.

Perhaps because Ron only half-set his goal, Felch let them go, but the goal was ultimately set, and they still couldn't escape punishment.

Professor McGonagall, dressed in cat pajamas, had been waiting for a long time in the Gryffindor common room.

“After spending almost half the night out, I think deducting ten points from each person is a punishment that’s neither too lenient nor too severe.” Professor McGonagall’s lips pursed into a thin line.

“We have no objection,” Kane and the other two said in unison.

"That's for the best. Go back to sleep now. You should be glad you don't have class tomorrow morning."

And so, the young wizards of Gryffindor got up early and greeted each other with "Good morning, Hogwarts! Yesterday's lottery deductions totaled a full thirty points."

Hermione, who also got up early, obviously saw the deduction notice. Perhaps Kane and the others were set up last night?

What truly surprised him was the deduction of points. The thought of Kane meeting Felch, slapping Felch so hard he couldn't find his way around, and then having Felch say thank you wouldn't seem out of place at all. How could he be deducting points for that?

Professor McGonagall is truly selfless.

Hermione sighed as she sat on the sofa.

At this moment, Hermione's roommate Lavender Brown sat down: "By the way, Hermione, didn't you also go out for a night stroll last night? And you came back around the same time as Harry and the other two. Do you know how they got caught?"

Hermione turned a page in the book: "I don't know, we just went back to the castle together, went to the eighth floor, and then we parted ways."

“I think I know a little about this,” Finnigansimo suddenly said.

In an instant, most of the people in the lounge who were focused on the point deduction incident turned their attention to Simo.

Seamus, feeling stared at by so many people, subconsciously scratched his nose: "Last night I woke up to go to the bathroom, and then I remembered that we left our wizard chess set in the common room. So I went down to get the pieces, and when I got to the common room, I saw Professor McGonagall sitting there, like she was waiting for me to come to her door."

Hermione frowned: "So Professor McGonagall didn't just happen to catch Kane and the others, but knew about their nighttime outing and was waiting for them in the common room?"

In an instant, everyone had the same thought: there was a mole in Gryffindor.

They're not afraid of losing points; as Gryffindors, who hasn't broken the rules? But if a fellow Gryffindor tries to backstab someone, the nature of the situation changes.

Last night, I learned that Kaiharo and his two companions had gone on a night out, and that the timing was perfect...

Hermione looked at her classmates, who didn't seem to consider Malfoy, Kane's enemy, at all, and sighed helplessly. She felt that getting these eleven-year-old Gryffindors to put aside their passion and use logic and their brains to deduce the real culprit was probably harder than teaching a hyena to write with its tail in Africa.

Just as she was secretly criticizing her classmates, she suddenly felt something strange. When she looked up, she saw that most of the eyes in the lounge were focused on her.

Hermione watched this scene with a twitching at the corner of her mouth.

"...You...you don't think I betrayed Kane and the other two, do you?"

Chapter 43 Destroy the Giant Spider? Let Hagrid take you!

The next day, Kane woke up late, while Harry and Ron were still fast asleep in bed.

After sitting up, he first sorted out what had happened yesterday...emmm, he ate a mandrake during the day, slept until evening, then went to the Forbidden Forest to get close to a dark wizard, ran away, was tricked by Malfoy and his gang, and then had ten points deducted by Professor McGonagall.

Kane moved to the small sofa in his dorm room, feeling that everything he had experienced yesterday was still too surreal. After thinking it over, he finally decided not to think about it anymore and instead went to Dumbledore's place to see if the dark wizard who had been lurking in the Forbidden Forest had been captured by Dumbledore.

As soon as he left his dormitory and entered the lounge, he sensed a very strange atmosphere.

Almost the entire common room, big and small, exuded a faint sense of awkwardness, and the usual laughter and cheerful chatter were nowhere to be found.

The other students in the common room saw Kane, the person involved, appear. They all wanted to strike up a conversation, wanting to see what expression he would have on his face when he found out that Hermione had betrayed them. However, before they could even speak, Kane made the first move.

He saw Neville playing wizard chess in the corner, strode over, and patted him on the shoulder: "What's wrong? I remember we only lost thirty points yesterday, Gryffindor shouldn't be able to handle that, right?"

“It’s not about you guys losing points, it’s about the mole.” Neville moved a chess piece and said to Kane, “Because you lost points yesterday, and Hermione returned to the tower around the same time as you, everyone is now suspecting that Hermione betrayed you. But that’s impossible. Anyway, I believe Hermione.”

"Okay, fine." Kane rolled his eyes, and was about to stand on the coffee table and shout that he had an announcement to make, but then suddenly felt that that would be too conspicuous, so he decided to find a more dignified way.

“Yesterday, Harry, Ron, and I went to the trophy room, didn’t we?” Kane began, drawing the attention of most of the students. “Then when we got there, we found that Malfoy and the others weren’t there, but Felch was waiting for us somewhere.”

"So Malfoy and his gang were already wiped out? We didn't lose out at all," Finigan said, raising an eyebrow as he played chess with Neville.

"No, we were tricked by Malfoy, and then Malfoy betrayed our whereabouts to Felch. Of course, in retrospect, he also betrayed us to Professor McGonagall, so this has nothing to do with Hermione."