Devil Dao Tour Of Hogwarts

Time stepped back a bit, Harry and Ron were enjoying the Halloween banquet in the auditorium.

Watching bats flying in the sky, sitting in the huge pumpkin house, eating delicious pumpkin pie, Harry was very happy. To him, Hogwarts is simply heaven, he loves it so much!

Here, there is no need to endure the bullying of the uncle's family, and there is no need to see Dali's stupid face every day. You can eat hearty food every day and live in a spacious dormitory, lying on a soft big bed. The most important thing is that here, there is also his good friend-Ron, who plays with him every day.

It would be better if people could not run in front of him every time, yelling and wanting to see the scar on his forehead.

In fact, he didn't mind people wanting to see the scar on his forehead. When he first met Ron on the Hogwarts Express, he showed it to him casually. But the problem is that those people are completely endless. After watching them during the day and watching them at night, they will watch them tomorrow after watching them. No matter how good Harry's temper is, the group of people makes his scalp numb and wants to curse.

Just as Harry was fascinated by the present, thinking about the future, and complaining in his heart by the way, an untimely loud noise interrupted his thoughts.

Their professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts, Professor Quirrell, slammed open the door of the auditorium.

He stumbled to the table of Professor Dumbledore and said loudly: "Troll...In Hogwar, Watts Castle, and Fort, I think you should, should know."

After speaking, he fell to the ground and fainted.

Harry was very curious. It was obvious that Professor Minquillo would faint in the next second. In fact, he did faint too, but why could he still shout so loudly? And seeing how nervous he is, he must have rushed all the way. But why is the big scarf he wrapped around his head not messed up at all?

By the way, Harry had never seen Professor Quirrell's scarf messed up. No matter what time, the scarf will be neatly wrapped around Professor Quirrell's head, which is really amazing.

Harry saw Professor Dumbledore staring at Professor Quirrell who was lying on the ground, not knowing what he was thinking.

So what is Dumbledore thinking?

Actually he was thinking: ‘MMP Yo! ’.

Why haven’t I noticed that Quirrell is so stupid before! ? With this exaggerated acting skill, he can only give 3 points at most, no more. By the way, the perfect score is 100 points. Even at this time, he didn't forget that the act of pretending to be stubborn gave him 1 point, otherwise he would only get 2 points.

And Quirrell was so unconscious in front of him. Did you say that he helped Quirrell up? Or should I just leave him alone? Regardless of him, it will appear that he, the principal, is not considerate of his subordinates, and allows the professor to lie on the cold floor and ignore him; but let him be alone, if you help him up, he accidentally gets in the way on his head. How can I fix the big scarf if I knock it off? With so many people watching, it will not be up to him Dumbledore to find a way to end it.

Therefore, young people nowadays don't know how to be considerate of him, who is more than 100 years old.

Dumbledore let out a long sigh in his heart, but he deserves to be an experienced old man with more than 100 years of life experience. Soon, he adjusted his own emotions and played with Quirrell.

As for the details, he left them aside, anyway, it was just a group of little wizards, so they were so foolish.

Dumbledore stood up and said loudly: "The prefects of each college immediately led everyone back to the lounge of each college. The professors went to find the trolls."

Harry got up and followed the crowd to return to the Gryffindor common room. He was going to ask the seniors in detail what a troll was, so that he would be better in the future, so he went to the troll to settle accounts afterwards. You must know that he was only half full now, and when he was eating well, he had to stop because of a troll's fault!

Seeing the delicious pumpkin pie and sweet pumpkin juice on the table, Harry had a desire to kill.

Just as Harry was thinking about this, Ron suddenly pulled him from behind.

After Ron pulled Harry to a corner of no one, he secretly said: "Hermione doesn't know about the trolls yet, we have to tell her!"

I didn't know if it was out of guilt or because I was afraid of being heard by the professors knowing that he was saying bad things behind his back. In any case, Ron decided to take Harry to find Hermione.

Harry heard it, and after thinking about it for two seconds, he felt that it was good and there was nothing wrong with it, so he went to find Hermione with Ron...

However, after secretly leaving the large group, the two of them suddenly discovered that they didn't know where Hermione was! They heard from Hermione’s roommate before that Hermione was crying in a girls’ bathroom. But the problem is, there are so many girls' bathrooms in Hogwarts, the ghost knows which ones are! If I knew it, I asked Hermione's roommate.

It is a pity that neither of the two people’s names are ‘I knew it early’. In desperation, the two chose the nearest one and hurried over.

"Ron," Harry said suddenly, covering his nose, "do you smell a bad smell."

"Yes, it smells like Seamon's socks that haven't been washed for a month."

Ron also covered his nose.

"Why does Seamus wear a pair of socks for a month without washing!? Doesn't the clothes become clean as long as they are put in the change basket? Why didn't he put them in? No wonder I always felt that they were in the bedroom some time ago. There is a strange smell, I thought who had hidden the food rotten."

Harry looked at Ron in surprise, and even the smelly things were forgotten in shock.

"Just last month, Seamus said that he was curious about how smelly the socks could become, so he challenged it. Maybe you were busy copying the homework in the potions class. Didn't you notice."

"What happened in the end? Wouldn't it be uncomfortable for him to wear a pair of socks without washing for a month?"

"Who knows what was in his mind. In the end, it was too stinky. Seamus couldn't stand it, so he gave up and continued to challenge. To be honest, if he doesn't give up, I'll take out my magic wand and give him evil. It's a curse, it's really smelly!"

The two who were immersed in the conversation just continued to walk forward casually, and then at the next corner, they met... a giant monster.

The troll looked down at the two small things that suddenly ran in front of it. These two little things are very familiar.

Although their trolls have bad brains, they still remember the things they had just seen two minutes ago. Especially the things that make it impressive, it can only be remembered for 20 minutes before it is forgotten!

"Hey~"

But the troll is a little curious, shouldn't these two little things be behind own? Why did you suddenly run to the front to block it? It shouldn't do any bad things yet!

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