Chapter 141： Crook Mountain and new password (1/2)

The three of them walked out of the auditorium, and there was absolutely no mad knives in the foyer.

Professor Trelawney and Ron have just disappeared at the corner, Professor Trelawney went in the direction of the basement, and Ron went down the stairs to the Gryffindor Tower.

”We'd better hurry!” Avon said quickly, noting that the stairs leading to the second floor were changing.

The three of them rushed forward, but they still took a slow step. When they arrived, the position of the stairs had changed, and Ron’s footsteps gradually drifted away. They had to change a slightly longer road, which made them three slower for five minutes.

Just entering the Gryffindor Tower, Avon saw a **** figure smashing out of the shadows.

It is Crookshank with a piece of white paper in his mouth.

Seeing the three of them, the relatives of Crookshank came over and snorted and cried.

Hermione hugged it up and looked at the paper in its mouth, curiously saying, ”Crocker Hill, where did you get the paper? What did you write?”

Evan and Harry curiously scraped together and saw a few letters on the paper: a downbred mongrel!

”I don't understand, what does this mean?” Harry said strangely.

”This sentence looks very rude, maybe it is a student's mischief!” Hermione frowned and said, ”Crocker Hill, don't just pick up some messy things in the future, remember no?!”

Crookshank screamed, and it shrank into a group, lying lazily in Hermione's arms.

Ai Wen didn't talk, looked at this dirty piece of paper, and there was a strange feeling in his heart. With his knowledge of Crookshank, this clever little guy is completely different from an ordinary cat. It is impossible to pick up a useless note for no reason.

The inferior mongrel dog, is this really just a simple mischievous discourse?

Still, someone deliberately wrote this sentence on paper to Crouch Hill, hoping it will deliver some kind of news.

The three of them discussed it for a while, and when they reached the hole in the portrait, they found that Sir Kadogen was with two monks, several former Hogwarts principals, and his obese pony. Drinking wine. He pushed the helmet up and toasted them with a pot of honey.

”Good afternoon, young waiters!” said Mr. Cardogan, ”password?”

”Odd body!” Harry said to Sir Cardogen.

”The password is wrong, not this!” Sir Cardogen immediately came to the spirit. He pulled his big, outrageous sword out of the sheath, violently waved and shouted. ”Are you ready?” Entering this room behind me?! I won't let you in, fight, you bad dogs!”

”Shut up!” Harry said puzzled. ”How can the password be wrong? I still have this when I left in the morning.”

”I just changed it, I have already notified you of the new password!”

”But we don't know! Let's get out, we have to go in urgent things.”

”Don't give up, there is no correct password, I won't let you in.” Sir Cadogan shouted. ”Draw the sword, you guys! Don't greet Mr. Cardogen's anger, I will win.” You, or else I will die bravely in the charge!”

Harry looked helplessly at Sir Caddogan, and he was completely helpless in the face of this crazy guy.

”Maybe he told the new password to Professor McGonagall, we should go back...” Hermione said uncertainly.