Hogwarts Shippuden

Until the end of the get out of class bell rang, Kyle failed to tinker with a real detonator.

This is what Kyle expected.

His biggest gain from this class was to prove that his idea was correct, that is, ancient characters such as Qin Zhuan could completely replace Rune script and play the same role in alchemy.

On the way to dinner in the auditorium after class, Ron, who was walking with Harry, ranted about Hermione at his roommate.

"No wonder everyone can't stand her," Ron said to Harry. "Honestly, she's like a nightmare."

Hermione, who was walking with Hannah not far behind them, suddenly stepped up to walk beside them, and when she passed them, Hermione bumped Ron hard.

"I think she heard what you said." Harry's expression was a little embarrassed.

He had just noticed that Hermione was crying.

Hannah hurriedly chased after him, and suddenly stopped when she passed Ron, "What you said just now is a bit too much!"

With that, she hurried after Hermione.

"So what?" Ron said stubbornly, but there was a hint of unease in his tone.

He glanced at Kyle furtively, and he knew that Kyle, Hannah and Hermione were very good friends.

Fortunately, Kyle didn't seem to want to stand up for Hermione, which made Ron a little relieved.

Kyle really didn't want to worry about it. To him, this matter was just a little conflict between elementary school students. He didn't want to hang Ron up and beat him.

In fact, from the moment he met Hermione, he knew that sooner or later Hermione would encounter this kind of isolation from other students.

Compared with Gryffindor, who regarded recklessness as brave, Little Beaver, who is a talented scholar, is actually more like an out-and-out Ravenclaw.

Outliers are unpopular everywhere, and of course, a typical Gryffindor who threatens the Sorting Hat with a fire curse and demands to go to Hufflepuff doesn't count.

Kyle, this shameless and skinless, even throws him to Slytherin, and he can "fight" with the little snakes.

But Hermione didn't have the ability of Kyle, a social bully, she was actually just an ordinary little girl who was a little arrogant.

Because of the arrogance of the little Beaver, and her knowledge of a little wizard of the same age, which makes Miss Beaver look like a proud little swan in front of others.

When she just pointed out that Ron's spell was wrong, she could have used a more friendly attitude instead of preaching to Ron like a smaller Professor McGonagall.

From the point of view of Ron, who is somewhat inferior in character, Little Beaver is completely arrogant and arrogant.

That's why Ron felt like he couldn't stand her and said that to Hermione.

Kyle felt a little helpless, and Hermione still had to figure out this kind of thing, so that she would know the correct way to get along with other classmates.

...

In the next class, Hermione never showed up. Kyle was a little surprised. Hermione, a good student, even learned to skip class?

Not only Hermione, but also Hannah disappeared. Kyle, who was a little worried about the two, also asked Hermione's roommate Parvati Patil about the situation.

When he heard that Hermione was crying in the women's bathroom with Hannah comforting her, Kyle was less worried.

By the end of the afternoon classes, students flocked to the auditorium dining hall for the Halloween party.

The auditorium was filled with colorful Halloween decorations, and a thousand bats darted across the walls and ceiling.

There were also a thousand other low clouds hovering over the dining table, making the candle flames in the pumpkin belly flicker.

Delicious delicacies suddenly appeared on golden plates,

Just like at the banquet at the beginning of school.

Kyle glanced at the empty seats beside him, thinking about whether to pack some food for Hannah and Hermione to take, or take them to the kitchen for another meal.

At this moment, Professor Quirrell suddenly rushed into the dining room, with his large scarf on his head and a look of horror on his face.

Everyone stared at him, only to see him walking to Professor Dumbledore's chair, leaning over the table, panting, "The troll... in the basement... thought you should know."

After speaking, Professor Quirrell fell to the floor and passed out.

There was chaos in the restaurant. Dumbledore had to make a few screeching pyrotechnic explosions with his wand to barely silence the students.

"Prefect, immediately lead the students of your college to the dormitory."

For this kind of thing, as the prefect of Gryffindor, Percy is naturally familiar with it.

"Follow me! Don't get lost, first-year student!"

Just as the prefects were evacuating the students, Dumbledore glanced in the direction of the Gryffindor table, but he found that the man he was looking for had disappeared at some point.

Dumbledore rubbed his forehead helplessly, and cast a hopeful look at an old bat who was dining at the same table.

He hoped that Snape would protect Harry and Ron, the two particularly mortal ones.

What Dumbledore didn't expect was that after Snape caught his sight, he just pouted in the direction of the Hufflepuff dining table.

What does it mean?

Dumbledore followed Snape's line of sight, only then did he realize that his son had disappeared at some point.

Well, there is no need for Snape to go over, he knows Kyle's strength.

Hope the trolls are okay.

...

On the other hand, when Harry heard about the trolls breaking into the basement, he immediately remembered that Hermione didn't know anything about it.

While Percy wasn't paying attention, Harry dragged Ron and disappeared into the auditorium, intending to inform Hermione that she should hurry back to the Gryffindor common room.

The two walked quietly down another corridor, trying not to make a sound.

Around the corner at the end of the hallway, Harry smelled a foul stench.

It was a mix of smelly socks and public toilets that were never cleaned.

Then they heard a low grunt and the sound of huge feet dragging on the ground.

Harry and Ron, who stuck their heads out of the corner, looked in horror at the figure of the behemoth slowly walking towards them.

This made them hurriedly retreat into the dark, watching it slowly walk into a patch of moonlight.

Ron noticed that the troll stopped by a door.

It wiggled its long ears, peered in, and soon it made a decision with its little head: the troll lowered its head and crept slowly into the room.

A quintessential Gryffindor, Harry burst into a moment of unprecedented courage.

He lunged for the door, grabbed the key on the door in his hand, and slammed the door, locking it firmly.

"It's done!" Harry flushed with excitement at the success of locking the troll behind the door.

If Professor McGonagall saw this scene, would they have added points for their heroic act? Harry couldn't help thinking.

But the next second he heard two voices that nearly stopped his heart—the shrill, terrified screams of Hermione and Hannah.

"Oh, bad," said Ron, as pale as the ghost of Barrow the Blood.

"That's the women's toilet!" Harry was breathless.