The Occult Warlock of Hogwarts

Look, Professor McGonagall's mood sank, look at how dark magic has distorted this child's mind. The levitating spell... hum, can the levitating spell kill the troll? She looked at DeWitt worriedly

, see if you can see the madness and stupidity from the details of his expression, but he still mainly comforts him: "Do you still remember what happened? Speak slowly, tell me...?"

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"First of all, the troll is stupid," DeWitt said, clearing his throat, "so I hid first."

That's no problem. Professor McGonagall can't think of any other explanation. Anyway, it's absolutely impossible for a little wizard to confront a giant monster head-on.

"Then I noticed that the troll's arm was somewhat injured, but it was just possible. The troll kept smashing and beating, and I couldn't see clearly," DeWitt said vaguely: "Then I don't know what happened, and I just

From here, I can tell that there is something wrong with its arm, because its big club is out of hand. I looked at the troll's head and then at the troll's club, and suddenly I thought of the levitating spell. Professor Flitwick today

As I just said, Hermione and I used it in class, and Professor Flitwick even gave Gryffindor points..."

Hearing this, Professor McGonagall also showed a smile. Hermione is a good boy, and DeWitt is not bad in talent, but he is easy to cause trouble.

"Then I used it," DeWitt said: "I was still afraid that I wouldn't be able to kill the troll with one hit, so I floated the stick very high, with the big end down, and when it reached the highest point, I canceled the floating spell - bang

,Okay, the troll is down."

Professor McGonagall immediately asked: "No other magic?"

So far, DeWitt did not think that the magic world had the ability to check spell casting records. He said decisively: "No, I just used the floating spell."

Professor McGonagall stared at DeWitt and observed carefully - she saw a boy with lively eyes, rosy complexion, and full of energy. He stood with his head raised and his chest raised. Everything seemed to be fine.

"You're very proud, aren't you?" Professor McGonagall asked suddenly.

DeWitt felt that it was not suitable for him to be proud now, so he put away his smile in surprise, but it seemed that after being suppressed, the smile still overflowed uncontrollably. He defended: "No... right?"

"You are just lucky!" Professor McGonagall scolded mercilessly: "If that giant monster really touches you, have you thought about the consequences? The giant monster is stronger than ten adults put together.

Big, and you think it won't eat you because everyone is humanoid? DeWitt Wald! You are very talented. I thought you were smart at one time. Looking back now, I never thought that anyone would

If a student is stupid enough to confront a troll, should you consider teaching the troll to dance ballet next?"

Professor McGonagall was a good teacher. DeWitt lowered her head and listened to the professor's criticism. Until Professor McGonagall said enough, she thought DeWitt should realize the seriousness of the problem, and she also encouraged DeWitt a little, so as not to

DeWitt is so frustrated.

"Of course, being able to bring down a troll at your age is quite a feat. This is the advantage of learning magic well," Professor McGonagall said every word after careful consideration, so as not to let Dewey know it again.

Te was overly inflated: "But this is meaningless behavior, kid, you have to keep your own safety at heart. Also, about Professor Quirrell...are you sure it was him who asked you to face the troll?"
"He said it was a test," DeWitt replied clearly: "I went for it."

Professor McGonagall was silent for a long time, with countless doubts flashing in her eyes, and she repeated the question again: "This is a very serious accusation, related to Professor Quirrell's reputation."

"It is indeed Professor Quirrell who asked me to go." DeWitt said this with confidence.

"If this matter is true, the consequences will be very serious," Professor McGonagall said complexly: "No matter what, Quirinus Quirrell is a professor at Hogwarts, and what he says to you has no bearing on him.

It's different from asking you to die...My child, you must tell the truth."

"This is the truth, Professor." Of course DeWitt knew the stakes, and he also knew that without evidence, there was nothing he could do against Professor Quirrell - because the consequences of this matter were very serious, and the more serious the decision, the more fair it was needed.<

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"I'm afraid I need evidence," Professor McGonagall said slowly: "Without evidence, this matter... is difficult to deal with."

She said it very hard, even though this was how it should be, but she still felt guilty for betraying DeWitt's trust.

"But I will report it to Dumbledore," Professor McGonagall said: "I think your tutoring with Professor Quirrell has come to an end."

"Professor," DeWitt said: "Professor Quirrell also asked me not to tell others what he taught me. If he knew that I told you, would he..."

Professor McGonagall found that she had underestimated DeWitt. It turned out that the child had been prepared for a long time. Being prepared was a good thing. Professor McGonagall felt that she did not need to say anything more, but she could still help DeWitt a little more in the end: "Then you will

You have been imprisoned, and because of the confinement, you are no longer able to study with Professor Quirrell, but you need to find a suitable occasion to talk to Professor Quirrell yourself."

"Thank you, Professor." DeWitt is really grateful for the confinement this time, otherwise he really doesn't know what spells he should use to deal with Professor Quirrell.

But subsequent facts proved that DeWitt was overly worried. Professor Quirrell not only didn't care whether he leaked it to the public, but actually said a lot of good things after that.

The turmoil surrounding the appearance of the troll ended quietly. No one knew the final fate of the troll, and DeWitt did not know how the troll's body was disposed of. Professor McGonagall said that he would report it to Principal Dumbledore, but he could wait.

Day after day, DeWitt received no news, except for the confinement kindly provided by Professor McGonagall. Now, in addition to going to Hagrid to help, DeWitt also had to assist the librarian in organizing after the library was closed.

Books.

This was not a hard confinement, but the delay in taking measures against Professor Quirrell made DeWitt more and more suspicious of the position of the other professors. Is Dumbledore, the greatest wizard of our time, not worthy of his name? This is probably a

Guesses that cannot be told outside.

Now all the behaviors of those adults are contradictory, and everyone's attitude is brewing some secrets, but DeWitt is always missing the key part, which makes his daily life less peaceful than those students who don't know anything.<

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It doesn't make sense, DeWitt still can't figure it out - if he were Professor Quirrell, if he saw the students being called away by the vice-principal for questioning, he would definitely be worried about whether the other party could keep the confidentiality secret, and he might even be able to

Start working on how to deal with the leak, instead of continuing as usual or even trying to please the student.

Something was very wrong, unless Professor Quirrell was convinced that he had no evidence and there was nothing he could do to him, or maybe these professors were all in the same group... This was unlikely. When he was tossing and turning at night and unable to sleep, DeWitt found himself walking

Got into a misunderstanding - this matter needs to be analyzed back to the original purpose.