In the end, Luke didn't use the Disillusionment Curse to hide his figure. He walked back to the lounge carelessly.
Because Dumbledore told him that no one would be patrolling tonight.
Since the last time he and Dumbledore had a heart-to-heart talk in front of the Mirror of Erised, Dumbledore had obviously become much more tolerant of him.
And it is truly tolerant and not just a show of grace. After all, Dumbledore's expression could be hidden from others, but the emotional dust on his body could not be hidden from Luke.
Although Luke can't stir up Dumbledore's emotions now, it's still okay to see clearly.
And in front of the Room of Requirement, Luke really saw Dumbledore's concern.
Although he didn't understand Dumbledore's mental journey, it seemed that, at least until his more outrageous behavior was exposed, his relationship with Dumbledore was definitely not an enemy.
This actually made Luke relieved. He also didn't want to face off against the most powerful person in the magic world during this period when he was concentrating on construction.
After returning to his room, Luke shook his head vigorously.
The sleepiness and exhaustion were almost overwhelming him.
It's really outrageous.
While taking off his clothes and yawning, Luke really felt that he might not be able to get out of bed early tomorrow morning.
By the way, I still have class tomorrow morning.
I simply cleaned myself. Luke was in his pajamas and wanted to just flop on the bed like half a piece of pork. But he still steeled himself and went to bed and sat down in an orderly manner.
Then, he picked up the potion bottle on the bedside where he had just placed it.
Confused, Luke uncorked the potion bottle.
At the same time, a refreshing fragrance overflowed from the bottle. Although it is not aggressive at all, it makes people feel that their minds are clearing unconsciously.
Luke really felt that even if this thing was not a magic potion, it would definitely sell well as a perfume.
But Dumbledore made it very clear that he would use this potion at night.
Even without thinking about it, you know that this is definitely not a simple magic potion. Let Dumbledore have a good sleep... His old man is not only busy with everything, but also worried about everything. It's never that easy to get a good night's sleep.
No matter what, Luke drank the potion that was as blue as the clear sky after the rain in one gulp. Then he couldn't help but let out a 'tsk' sound.
Good things are good things, and the smell is really comforting. Much better when the drinks were something like butterbeer.
The moment he drank the potion, Luke felt his tired mind suddenly lighten up and his fatigue was gone.
But before he could be happy, sleepiness took over all his consciousness.
He subconsciously felt something was wrong.
'No, I haven't written a note yet. I asked Malfoy to wake me up...'
I don’t even have any thoughts left.
Luke had fallen into a deep sleep. His expression was indifferent, even with a hint of relaxation and satisfaction.
Doris has been watching Luke's reaction from Luke's pillow.
Seeing Luke fall asleep so quickly, his little head was filled with big question marks.
Is this a plot?
She thought a little puzzled. Thinking of this, her golden snake boy stared at Luke, and then glowed slightly with fluorescent light. But in an instant, the light went out, and Doris closed her eyes sleepily.
Luke was fine, just asleep. She...has to go to sleep too...
At this moment, both the man and the snake fell into a deep sleep.
…
Between the lakes and lakes, Luke felt as if something was pressing on his face, making it difficult to breathe.
The upper and lower eyelids were tightened hard at first, with a look of reluctance on his face. Then it opened instantly, and the lake-green hole revealed a stunning light.
But what Luke saw was a pair of the same big lake-green eyes.
There was water flowing in those eyes, and it looked like he was about to cry.
Luke angrily pushed Booker's cat's paw away from his nose.
"You finally know you're back?!"
There was some resentment in these words. It's obviously his cat, but it sleeps in flowers and willows all day long. Just from what he knows, this bastard cat almost beats up every pretty female classmate.
Not long ago, senior Gemma asked him what Booker usually likes to eat, dried fish or other things. She would like to prepare more, so that the next time the little guy comes to see her, she will not have anything to eat.
What a pity, Luke really doesn't know what Booker likes to eat.
Since arriving at Hogwarts, the cat had not been with him for even a week.
Those who knew said that this cute black cat was raised by Luke, but I didn’t know but thought it was a stray cat in the school...
But Booker obviously ignored Luke's resentment about him not returning home for a long time. Instead, he stretched out his paw with a sad expression and pointed at Luke's pillow.
Then it made a cry-like 'meow' sound.
Luke felt like he vaguely knew what this kid was talking about.
'I just...I haven't followed you for more than ten days, and you found a new pet, meow! '
Luke didn't care and just gave him a roll of his eyes, then stretched out his hands, picked up the little guy from his face, and put him on the other side of his pillow regardless of his struggle with claws and hooves. Then I got up decisively and stretched myself.
It was rare that today he finally didn't feel the lack of energy he had when he got up a few days ago. The feeling now was probably that he stayed up all night, then lay down and simply slept until he woke up naturally.
It's so comfortable.
Then he turned around and glanced at the window behind him. The sunlight filtered through the water of the black lake and spread into the room, but it was only a wisp and did not appear bright. It just looks like the sky is about to light up.
Looking up at the snake-shaped wall clock directly opposite, Luke also raised his eyebrows.
"Is this so late? I've only slept for less than six hours?"
Luke muttered in surprise.
Waking up after six hours of sleep is not unusual. But he knows best what state he was in last night. If it weren't for that last burst of energy, he really wouldn't even bother to take off his clothes.
Doris was still in his coat pocket at that time. If he really wanted to sleep like that, he turned over and the newborn little guy was either crushed to death or suffocated to death.
It has become the second happiest way of life in people's mouth. (Note 1)
And in such a tired state, he actually felt energized after only six hours of sleep. This is indeed something worthy of surprise.
Luke was not stupid and knew that this must be the effect of Dumbledore's potion.
Plus the feeling after drinking the magic potion. It seems that Dumbledore should be aware of his state of mental deficiency and have enough understanding of this state. He may even be in this state from time to time?
Luke frowned, then relaxed instantly.
It's not a bad thing anyway.
At this moment, Booker was still meowing aggrievedly. Doris over there has been awakened by Booker.
She jumped up from the pillow, climbed up Luke's sleeves, and wrapped her arms around Luke's neck. She yawned loudly, then turned around and looked at the black man baring his teeth at her. cat.
Booker felt a huge crisis the first moment he looked at Doris. So he jumped off the bed decisively and nimbly rushed to the bookshelf on Luke's left.
Booker arched his body and looked at Doris with bared teeth. Suddenly, as if he had realized something, he meowed at Luke.
'If you are threatened, just blink, meow! '
Luke chuckled. Doris spat out the message and gave Booker a look of disdain in a humane manner. Then he rubbed Luke's cheek, closed his eyes peacefully on Luke's neck, and fell asleep gently.
Luke didn't waste any time, got out of bed, washed up, and prepared to take on this beautiful day. But after getting out of bed, he saw Booker, who was still alert and confused on the desk, and said with a smile: "Stop making trouble, that's Doris, our partner."
The vigilance on Booker's face faded slightly, but he looked at Luke like the tall and short nuts next to the golden cornrows, as if he was looking at a fool.
How dare you stay with such a dangerous creature and call it your partner? Boy, you are really brave!
Luke didn't care about his strange look at all, and just washed himself silently. After washing, Luke dressed carefully and asked, "Why did you come back suddenly?"
Luke actually doesn't complain about Booker's wandering around at all. From the last time he went to see Peeves, it was obvious that the little guy Booker was helping him as much as possible.
To be honest, with how much this guy has been running around in Hogwarts these days, I'm afraid he has heard a lot of private things. But after all, it is just a cat, and it is not a cat. It is impossible for ordinary people to talk to him. Professors may occasionally have scruples, but students can speak freely in front of a cat.
Luke didn't know what information he had picked up. Although he simply understood what Booker meant, it was not that clear after all.
After Booker heard Luke's question, he also calmed down the strange expression on his face.
Jumped off the bookshelf and ran to Luke's feet. After getting dressed, Luke first gently took off Doris from her neck and stuffed it into his inner pocket.
He was not afraid that something would go wrong with Doris. After some exchanges with this little guy, he knew that this little guy was still willing to obey his command.
Coupled with her self-controlled petrification ability, Luke didn't worry about whether she would hurt her classmates.
Not as long as Luke doesn't order it.
Afterwards, Luke picked up Booker, pushed open the door and walked down the stairs. And in the process, Booker's gentle meow told Luke everything.
"Does Quirrell frequently enter and exit the school through secret passages?"
Luke frowned and whispered softly.
He was not surprised by this information. Calculating the time, Halloween is not far away. It seems that his participation has not made Quirrell or Voldemort change their minds. They still plan to have a big surprise on Halloween.
There are still professors patrolling the Forbidden Forest, although Professor McGonagall plans to end the patrol work after Halloween. But unfortunately it's just after Halloween.
It is very risky for Quirrell to enter and leave the Forbidden Forest, and it is also difficult to purchase and find a dangerous enough magical animal from the outside world.
Neither is easy to accomplish.
But Voldemort will definitely not miss this opportunity. Fishing in troubled waters, such a simple truth.
Although the giant monster in the original work is really... difficult to understand.
I don’t know if it’s a troll this time. Or something else.
However, after all, it is better to have no less precautions. not to mention……
Luke narrowed his eyes slightly, this might also be an opportunity for him.
Thinking like this, thousands of thoughts suddenly emerged in his mind, but he did not rush to sort them out, but took a deep breath. In short, some things are not rushed. There are still a few days to work on, plus the original plan to deal with this time, it is enough for him to complete a proper revision.
Within a few moments, Luke had arrived at the cafeteria. Although it was still early, many students were already sitting down to eat in the cafeteria. There was no ready-made meal on the table at this point. After Luke sat down, a ready-made simple breakfast popped up in front of him.
The students who came to have breakfast so early either got up early to practice their spell-casting skills, or got up early to memorize magic knowledge. Although not all of them are the so-called talented people. But they are also a group of very motivated students.
Oh, by the way, a few guys who are committed to joining the Quidditch team also got up early to practice. Although it may not be effective.
Regardless, Luke still had a hard time imagining why they were so enthusiastic about Quidditch. Just like he couldn't understand the enthusiasm of some people in his previous life for ranking.
In fact, in the final analysis, it is still the desire to win or lose that causes trouble. Everyone doesn't want to be a loser.
And just when Luke was enjoying his breakfast easily and even humming a tune, and thoughtfully placing dried fish for Booker, he glanced at the door from the corner of his eye, where there were two familiar figures. Appeared.
And the first moment he saw him, he ran over in a hurry.
Luke was a little surprised. Would these two people get up so early?
Harry and Ron trotted to Luke and sat down panting.
"That's great Luke, I didn't expect you to wake up so early too."
Harry said breathlessly.
"I slept well last night, what happened to you two?"
Luke asked a little strangely. The emotions of these two people were completely excited. It was like he had caught some shocking secret.
Love reading books
Thinking of this, Luke choked on the bread in his mouth.
No way, if he remembered correctly, the duel was over and their night outing was delayed by Luke for a long time.
"We know why Dumbledore didn't let us near that room in the fourth floor corridor!"
Ron looked very excited, with a somewhat satisfied smile on his face.
"We also know who Dumbledore is guarding against!"
Seeing the excitement and pride on their faces, Luke chewed the bread in his mouth and then swallowed it.
He and Booker, one person and one cat, looked at the two guys opposite with rather complicated eyes.
"Appreciate further details."
