Hogwarts: Becoming a god from reselling fresh food

Harry Potter found this afternoon to be quite thrilling.

First, he caught Neville's memory ball while riding a broomstick in flying class, and then he was caught by Professor McGonagall. Just when he thought he was going to pack up and get out, Professor McGonagall actually asked him to be a member of the college team. Seeker!

This day would have been perfect if Malfoy hadn't come over during dinner and asked for a wizard's duel.

At eleven o'clock in the evening, Ron woke him up, and the two quietly left the Gryffindor Tower, preparing to go to the trophy display room - the place where they had arranged a duel with Malfoy.

Halfway through, they met Neville, who had his arm healed but had forgotten the password and couldn't enter the lounge.

This guy actually fell asleep in the corner.

Harry told the latter the password, but Neville refused to be left where he was, "I don't want to be here alone. The ghost of Bloody Barrow has passed through here twice."

So the twosome turned into a threesome and groped towards the prize display room.

They were cautious, afraid of making any big noise, so they descended several floors and arrived at the fourth floor.

Suddenly they saw a figure, and the three of them were so frightened that they hid quickly, but the figure didn't seem to be Filch. From the looks of it, he seemed to be a little wizard.

"Malfoy!" said Ron, "Follow him."

The three little wizards followed the figure about twenty meters away and walked quietly for a while. Harry suddenly felt something was wrong, "This doesn't seem to be the way to the trophy display room."

That seems to be the case, but it is obviously more attractive to follow Malfoy to see what he is up to than to wait in the trophy room.

So they continued to follow.

They walked around several corridors for what felt like miles until they finally came to the end of a corridor.

The little wizard stopped.

He was blocked by a door.

Harry and Ron looked at each other. Harry took out his wand and came out of the corner, "Malfoy, where is your follower?"

The little wizard was startled, turned around, and said in a confused voice, "Harry?"

The voice seemed familiar. Harry looked at the other person carefully under the moonlight, "Tom? What are you doing here so late?"

Tom naturally wanted to complete the main mission on the notebook.

The magic boost and flying spell are both attractive, and he is also interested in the secrets of the fourth floor corridor.

But he couldn't tell the young wizards in front of him this. He frowned, "Why did you run out again?"

"Malfoy asked us to duel, and we are looking for him." Ron said, "What is that in your hand?"

Tom hid the notebook behind his back, "Uh, it's nothing, it's a book. I plan to read it for a while."

"Midnight? Here? Reading?" Ron was confused.

But at this moment, there was a sudden sound of footsteps in the distance, "Smell everywhere, my dear, where they may be hiding."

"It's Filch's voice!" Ron turned pale. "We will be caught."

Seeing the light coming from around the corner, several little wizards subconsciously hid away from the light and got together with Tom, but this was the end of the corridor and there was no way.

"Damn it, it's locked here!" Ron glanced at the door at the end and pulled the lock hard, but the door didn't move at all.

"Let me do it!" Tom drew his wand. "Open the Alaho hole."

The door lock was unlocked, and several young wizards hurriedly squeezed in. After waiting for a while, Filch seemed to find nothing and left.

"He thought the door was locked," Harry whispered. "I think we'll be fine - go away, Neville!" Neville kept tugging at the sleeves of Harry's robes. "What's the matter?"

When Harry turned around, he saw a big dog with three heads staring at them with six eyes as big as footballs.

"Harry, open the door quickly..." Tom whispered, not daring to take his eyes off the three-headed dog.

Harry fumbled with the door handle and pulled the door open. The four of them backed away slowly, then suddenly rushed out, closed the door, and ran for their lives.

They ran and ran as hard as they could without looking at the road. After a while, they arrived at the prize display room. The four little wizards sat on the ground with their backs spread out. Tom was sweating profusely and holding on to a display cabinet. pant.

"What kind of monster is that?"

The big dog with three heads was as tall as the roof. It was so scary.

"It's too much. They actually put such a thing in the school. What on earth do they want?" Ron said.

"It should be guarding something." Tom said suddenly.

"What?"

Tom thought back to the scene just now. The big dog stepped on a trap door. It was obviously a guard, guarding something.

"Tom, why did you go there?" Harry asked, glancing at the black notebook in Tom's hand.

During today's flying class, after he received the memory ball, everyone cheered him. Only Tom turned around, and it seemed that he was holding the notebook in his hand.

But Tom didn't answer. He was looking at a medal in front of him in trance.

The huge medal placed in the glass display case has two lines of words engraved on it.

"Award for Special Contribution to the School."

"Tom Riddle."

…

The next day, the members of the "Hero Team" gathered together.

Hermione was shocked to hear Harry and Ron discussing what happened to them yesterday, "I can't believe you didn't sleep at night and wandered outside! If you were discovered, how many points would you deduct from Gryffindor? ah!"

"You shouldn't have gone out. Malfoy obviously lied to you. It was a trap. And you jumped in stupidly."

"Oh! God, is that the point? Don't you hear what we're saying? That big dog, three heads, six eyes, as tall as a mountain! They put that thing in the school."

"That's the three-headed dog of hell." Hermione said, "It was mentioned in "Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them". You are really lucky not to be eaten."

"It was chained, and I dare say if it had been a little later all you would see today were our bones."

"At least now we know why that corridor is off limits."

"Tom said it was guarding something," Harry said.

"It has a trap door under its feet. It is a guard." Tom said.

He ate carelessly, thinking about the medal in his mind.

Tom Riddle.

Why does this name feel so familiar to me? Is it because my name is Tom?

"What is the special contribution award?" Suddenly he asked.

"I've never heard of this award," Ron said. "Usually they reward the best player or something like that."

"What do you think the big dog is guarding?" Harry asked.

"I don't know," Hermione said, "but I guess Hagrid must know."

The name of the group has been changed. I also changed it previously.