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Lin Mo had never seen such a violent rainstorm.

It has been as dark as dusk since the morning. The deafening rain swept through the ancient castle. The administrator Filch closed all the windows and turned on all the lights to avoid darkness. The voices of the professors in the classroom were loud.

It has increased by at least ten decibels. Despite this, many students will still be distracted and look out the window.

As far as the eye could see, lightning danced like silver snakes in the mountains, strong winds rolled up huge waves on the lake, and waterfalls hung from every eaves. The manic weather reminded Lin Mo of the sandstorms that blocked the sky in the Gobi Desert of El Star.

Sweeping everything.

Even the castle was shaking slightly, and many freshmen were frightened, but the upperclassmen were already used to this sight.

They say the weather is spooky like this every year around Halloween.

And not only around Hogwarts, but also on the entire Cursed Star these days, there is no place with good weather.

Gamekeeper Hagrid has already hung up various decorations. In this era, there are not many settlements that still retain this ancient festival. Most of the new students have never been exposed to Halloween, so they can't help but be particularly curious when they see all kinds of ghost face decorations.

Compared to the apocalyptic bad weather outside, the castle is a completely different scene. The warm air is filled with the sweet and tempting smell of roasted pumpkin. Candy boxes and various beautiful stickers can be seen everywhere. In the spell class

Ron and Hermione were assigned to a team, which resulted in him not performing well anyway, and when he began to miss a powerful magic he picked up in the Dreamland game, Granger pointedly pointed out that it was just

It’s just a dream realm and shouldn’t be taken seriously.

"And in reality Ron you can't even control a heavy object with the Levitation Charm!"

When get out of class was over, Ron's mood was extremely bad.

As they trudged through the corridors, he complained angrily to Harry about Miss Granger's intolerable character and imitated her tone of voice: "You can't even control a heavy object with a Levitation Charm! That's just

It's just a dream world and it can't be taken seriously! Harry, can you imagine, no wonder she doesn't have any friends!"

This complaint was heard by Hermione without any surprise, and she struggled to squeeze through the crowd and left in a hurry.

Lin Mo didn't see Miss Granger again throughout the afternoon. Harry and Ron looked a little uneasy, especially when they heard someone saying that Hermione was crying in the women's room and no one was comforting her. Ron seemed even more worried.

Feeling uncomfortable.

So tonight is Quirrell’s first test? Can we see the troll?

Lin Mo considered whether to join in the fun.

He returned to his dormitory to make some preparations, recharged his wand, and then headed to the dining room.

The familiar Halloween-style decorations made him sigh, as if he had returned to a world long ago. Countless black magic bats were flying on the ceiling and walls, and groups of ghost-faced pumpkins were hovering above the dining table like low dark clouds.

The orange flames in the lamp flickered with warm light, making people forget about the violent storm outside.

Various delicacies appeared on the big golden plate, and Lin Mo moved his index finger as he watched.

Of course, just in case he doesn't dare to eat more.

In fact, he had a vague premonition from the moment he entered the restaurant, because the bald Quirrell was sitting upright on the teaching chair in front, not far from Dumbledore. But logically speaking, he shouldn't

Did you secretly prepare for the troll?

It wasn't until everyone had almost eaten that the banquet was over, but Quirrell was still at the teaching chair.

Lin Mo saw that he was talking to Professor Snape, there was nothing strange on his face, there was a piece of dessert on the plate, and he seemed to have no intention of leaving, which made the doubts in his heart even thicker.

He was eating snacks casually while observing the teacher at the teaching desk.

Ghosts were particularly energetic during this festival. Even Senior Barrow had a few words with him. It seemed that Ms. Gray was not ready to take the ghosts on the next journey, but this did not bring any comfort to Lin Mo.

Quirrell is still on the faculty.

Have things changed? Has the bald professor given up or changed his plans?

After all, Quirrell doesn't even have a headscarf now, maybe...

Just when Lin Mo thought nothing special would happen tonight, the juice in the goblet on the table suddenly rippled. The table, or the castle, shook slightly. The other students didn't seem to notice or were accustomed to it.

, but Lin Mo knew that something must have happened.

Because he saw Dumbledore frowning and whispering something to Hagrid.

Hagrid left the restaurant in a hurry without attracting much attention.

The banquet was still going on, and Quirrell continued to chat with the professors around him with a calm expression. However, the table shook again. This time, many students noticed it and looked at each other. The noise in the lively restaurant gradually died down.

Hagrid had an anxious look on his face and pushed the door hard. He was wet all over, as if he had just climbed out of the lake. Large areas of water stains dripped down from his body, attracting everyone's attention.

"A section of the wall near the Forbidden Forest has collapsed and needs to be repaired and protected," he said to Dumbledore in a low voice, but his voice was still loud: "It seems to have been destroyed by lightning. I did a rough inspection and I'm afraid there is something not good.

Everything slipped away."

The students in the upper grades were relatively calm, but the students in the lower grades suddenly became a mess.

"Quiet!" Dumbledore used his wand to send out dazzling explosive fireworks. After everyone calmed down, he asked the prefects of the four colleges to take the students back to the safe dormitories. Several other teachers were in the castle.

patrol.

The rest went with him to inspect the collapsed area.

The scene was very chaotic. Farley and Flint were maintaining the Slytherin students. Snape was walking over from the teacher's chair. Lin Mo stood on tiptoes and looked at Quirrell who had disappeared.

He shuddered. He didn't know how the defense professor managed to destroy a small section of the castle wall to attract Dumbledore's attention. Moreover, he was sitting there without any suspicion when the incident happened.

On the teaching bench!

Making this plan under the cover of bad Halloween weather will help you avoid suspicion.

What about the troll? Just now Hagrid said something bad had slipped in. Was it a troll? Or some other dark creature?

Should he go or not...

If you wait any longer, you may not have the chance to leave the team.

Lin Mo saw Snape walking hurriedly to give a few words to Farley. He did not participate in maintaining the order of leaving, but turned around and left to the corridor leading to the upper floors on the other side, probably to help Dumbledore.

Lido guards the entrance to the corridor on the fourth floor.

In fact, the inability to apparate in the castle greatly limits the professors' ability to patrol. If it can be optimized so that wizards outside cannot apparate in at will, but wizards who have already entered the school can still apparate in the school, at least for this time

Those professors were able to rush to the collapsed wall immediately and quickly find the creatures that invaded the school.

Just as Lin Mo was hesitating, a cold hand suddenly pulled him out of the team.

He didn't stop until he reached a corner with few people.

"Evel? Why aren't you with the Gryffindor team?" Lin Mo was stunned, with a bad feeling in his heart. The usually expressionless girl actually looked a little panicked at this moment.

"You said it before," the girl explained quickly:

"If I am sure that Harry is in danger, I must tell him."

"Yes, you don't mean that"

"I just suddenly discovered that... he will be in great danger, very... terrible. If no one goes to help him, I want to remind him, but it was just a blink of an eye, and neither he nor Ron

You know where you ran to!"

"What should I do? I can't find Professor McGonagall either!" Ivel said anxiously.

"They should be looking for Hermione. It's okay. Let's go help them." Lin Mo touched the wand and props in his pocket:

"let's go!"