Harry hurriedly reached out to grab it, but it was too late!
The egg rolled down the long staircase, and with each step, there was a loud clang, like the beating of a drum.
Thump, thump, thump!
The golden egg rolled to the bottom of the staircase, out from under the tapestry, bounced off, and began to scream in the hallway below.
"Oh no, it will wake everyone in the castle!" Harry said. "Hurry up, Ron, get it back!"
His feet were still knee-deep in the Prank Steps, and he could not pull his legs out, so he could only urge Ron anxiously.
"No, someone is coming, we can't go over there!" Ron said in a panic. He had only taken two steps when he quickly ran back.
He covered himself and Harry with the Invisibility Cloak again, and the two stood stiffly in the middle of the staircase, listening in fear.
Almost in the blink of an eye, they heard someone shout, "Naughty Devil!"
There was no doubt that it was the watchman Filch's cry.
They could hear his rapid, clattering footsteps getting closer and closer, and his panting voice rising with anger.
"What's with all the noise and grumbling? Do you want to wake everyone in the castle? I will catch you, Naughty Devil, I will catch you. Hey, what is this? "
Filch's footsteps stopped. He looked puzzled as he picked up the golden egg and closed it.
There was a click, the sound of metal hitting each other, and the scream stopped!
Harry and Ron stood there motionless, and one of Harry's feet was still stuck in the enchanted steps.
Now, at any moment, Filch would lift the tapestry, expecting to see Naughty Devil, but there was no Naughty Devil at all.
If he went up the stairs, he might find Harry and Ron.
"Golden egg?!" Filch whispered from the bottom of the stairs, "My precious cat, this is a clue to the Top Three Tournament. It belongs to one of the school's warriors! Ah, I know, Naughty Devil, you stole something! "
His voice suddenly rose with uncontrollable joy.
He tore the tapestry away from below, and Harry and Ron could see his terrible, flabby face and bulging pale eyes staring up at the dark and deserted staircase.
Harry's heart was beating like a drum, and Ron's eyes were wide open as he swallowed hard.
"Hiding, huh?!" Filch whispered, "I'm coming for you, Mischievous. How dare you steal a clue to the Triwizard Tournament. Dumbledore won't let you off lightly this time, you filthy, sneaky prankster!"
Filch began to climb the stairs, followed by his scrawny, dull gray cat.
Madam Dolores' big, bulb-like eyes were exactly the same as its owner's. At this moment, she was staring straight at Harry and Ron.
Harry's back was covered in cold sweat. He had suspected before that the Invisibility Cloak did not work on cats.
He was so frightened that he almost fainted. He watched Filch, who was wearing an old flannel dressing gown, approach step by step.
He struggled desperately, trying to get his foot out, but it only made him sink deeper and deeper.
Ron was also of no use. He had long been scared out of his wits and stood there motionless, like a wax figure.
Now, at any moment, Filch could walk over and crash into him and Ron.
"What's the matter, Filch?!"
Filch stopped and turned around. He was now only a few steps away from Harry and Ron.
Snape stood at the bottom of the stairs, his face livid, his chest heaving up and down violently. He gripped his wand tightly as if he had just run up.
Beside him were Elwyn and Hermione!
As soon as Elwyn climbed out of the lake, Hermione rushed over and hugged him.
She didn't care that Elwyn was soaking wet. She hugged him tightly, never wanting to let go.
She had been staring at the dark lake outside for a few hours, afraid that something would happen to Elwyn.
Especially the last hour, it was torture for Hermione. Elwyn had been down for too long.
If not for the fact that she couldn't breathe underwater, she would have gone in to look for Elwyn.
Whether it was the Bubble Head Spell or the Transfiguration Spell, they were both lessons for senior students. Hermione hadn't mastered them yet.
Thinking of this, she felt very useless. Her magic was so weak that she couldn't help Elwyn at all.
In this complicated and tense mood, Hermione sat alone by the dark lake for a few hours.
Her body was frozen, but she didn't care at all. She only hoped that Elwyn would be safe.
Seeing Elwyn come out, she was naturally overjoyed.
Being hugged tightly by Hermione, although the cold wind blew past and it felt really cold, Elwyn's heart was warm.
They hugged each other for a while before they were awakened by the cold lake water and the cold wind.
Although Elwyn wanted to do something to Hermione, it was too inappropriate to just stand in the waist-deep lake water.
They hugged each other and walked back to the shore. They could both feel the sweetness and peace of mind. Elwyn listened to Hermione talk about her worries, her concern for him, and his hope that she could become stronger and help him in the future.
This girl was much stronger than he thought.
Hermione had always been outstanding. She didn't have to force herself, but it was necessary to practice properly.
As for her current biggest problem, which was a common problem for young wizards at this age, she lacked magic power.
Elwyn thought maybe he could give the Sorcerer's Stone left by Ravenclaw to Hermione. Anyway, an extra piece was useless to him.
As for the problem of using the Sorcerer's Stone, he had recently figured out a few tricks and made progress in his research.
Unlike Harry, Ron, and Corin who lacked a theoretical foundation, Hermione's biggest problem now was the lack of enough magic power.
Similar to Elwyn before, Hermione was very smart. She read a lot of magic books and knew a lot of magic.
Although their focus was different, Elwyn was more focused on Transformation, Dark Magic, and Dark Magic Defense.
Hermione liked spells, the history of magic, potions, ancient magic, arithmetic, divination, and other non-combat types of magic.
But the problem she encountered was the same. She was limited by magic power. She couldn't cast most of the magic.
Because of this, Hermione couldn't fully display her strength.
The Sorcerer's Stone was the only and fastest way to increase magic power at the moment.
Elwyn thought that he should bring Hermione with him the next time he went to the bottom of the lake.
More than 20 minutes later, the two returned to the castle hand in hand.
As soon as they entered the hall, they saw a figure quickly disappear at the corner of the stairs not far away.
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