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Chapter 41 Mao Yiren: Did I lose my horse?

The world of Harry Potter.

Dumbledore and several other classrooms fell into silence as they looked at the sunken ground and the sticky blood in the pits...

"What the hell is going on here?!"

All the professors looked at each other, and no one spoke.

The scene here is really too tragic. There are such huge potholes and the ground has collapsed a little. This blow is beyond the damage that the troll can cause. You must know that this is Hogwarts, and there are dense enemies everywhere.

Magic, ordinary magic can work very well, but it may require some powerful black magic to do such a large amount of damage.

But all the professors at Hogwarts are here. Are there other beings in the college who can cast powerful black magic?

No one could have imagined that a cat could throw a boulder weighing nearly twelve tons onto the giant monster's head.

After all, anti-magic cannot counter physical attacks.

…

"Okay, let's leave this matter as it is. Since no students are harmed, let's leave this page behind."

In the principal's office, Dumbledore dismissed the professors who were still in the meeting and asked them to go back to rest. Looking at the people, Snape, who stayed in the office, frowned slightly and said:

"Severus, do you have any more questions?"

"Yes, of course there is. All the students and professors were present at today's Halloween party, but the troll died inexplicably, which caused such a big commotion. Principal Dumbledore, don't you think you should say something?

!”

"All present, really? Severus?"

"Are you saying it was Quirrell who did it? This is impossible. I checked the blood stains. When we arrived at the scene, the giant monster had been dead for less than a minute. Unless Quirrell has the ability to deceive us, or even

You, our great Headmaster Dumbledore."

Dumbledore squinted his eyes and remembered a certain student... That person had also deceived him, and not just for a moment, he didn't see a clue for six years...

Seeing that the principal was distracted, Snape became even more dissatisfied. He knocked on the table, changed the topic and said sarcastically:

"I don't believe that the great Dumbledore could not detect the troll invasion!"

Dumbledore, who came back to his senses, still looked calm and said:

"Severus, you think too highly of me. I am also a human being, and I can be careless sometimes."

Snape obviously didn't believe it and stared at the headmaster.

"It doesn't look like an accident."

"Of course it's not an accident."

Dumbledore stood up, took out a book from the bookshelf nearby, opened it, pushed up his half-moon glasses and said:

"I used Phoenix Guard to go to the Forbidden Forest to investigate just now, and Gulu Gulu told me that there was one missing member of the tribe."

"Gulu gulu?"

Snape was stunned when he heard this name which obviously did not sound like a normal name.

"Who is this?"

"Currently the leader of the troll tribe closest to Hogwarts in the Forbidden Forest."

Dumbledore slowly opened the book in his hand and answered.

"He told me that some time ago, a black-robed wizard suddenly appeared and kidnapped a tribesman."

While answering, a picture of a black shadow abducting a strange humanoid creature popped up from the unfolded book, which was very vivid.

"etc……"

But Snape obviously didn't pay attention to these things. His attention was completely attracted by a piece of information revealed by Dumbledore. He said to Dumbledore, who was looking at him suspiciously:

"Can you still communicate with trolls?"

In Snape's impression, the trolls could only make grunting sounds, and it was really hard to imagine how Dumbledore would interact with them normally.

"Well, it's just some simple daily communication. Didn't I tell you?"

But in this regard, Dumbledore treated people very calmly and calmly, as if this was just a simple matter, and even added directly after speaking.

"In addition to troll language, I can also speak mermaid language, goblin language, and even understand... Parseltongue..."

Snape looked at Dumbledore in shock. He knew that the headmaster was very powerful, but he did not expect such a combination of virtue and art, the feeling of shattering the worldview, just like knowing that your professor can sing birds.

"Wait...you said you know Parseltongue?"

"I can only understand, but I can't speak."

Dumbledore said and winked playfully.

"Don't look at me like that. It's always good to learn another language. If you're interested, I can teach you foreign languages ​​privately."

"I'm not interested in."

But Snape still had a cold attitude towards this and refused directly, which made Dumbledore a little disappointed.

"Then, that idiot named Gulugulu, let me tell you that there is one missing member of the tribe..."

Snape hesitated.

"Principal, I don't mean to offend. Although this is not meant to belittle them, you should know that trolls can't even use their heads. How can they still count?"

Dumbledore leaned back in his chair, opened the book in front of him to another page, and took a sip of tea.

"Don't be so prejudiced. There are exceptions to everything. There are also smart trolls among them. They can understand simple human languages ​​and even speak some."

"That's true. I think Longbottom should be able to be their leader if he is placed among the trolls."

"Severus, be more patient, including with that child. You know why Neville's memory is so poor."

Snape did not refute Dumbledore's argument, he just snorted coldly and changed the subject:

"There is one missing member of the tribe, the one from Hogwarts?"

"Yes, according to Gulu Gulu's description and the memory I got from its head, a wizard attacked the tribe and captured a giant monster. He also has the same prejudice as you, thinking that the giant monster is not very intelligent.

So I don’t hide my appearance at all.”

"Who is that person?"

"Quirrell."

"Is it really him?"

Snape narrowed his eyes. Dumbledore had reminded him to pay attention to Quirrell.

But soon, he thought of another question.

"Since the troll was let in by Quirrell, who would kill the troll? It couldn't be that Quirrell suddenly realized his conscience and took the lead before the troll killed someone."

"It's not that there was another person who killed the giant monster. Although I don't know what that guy's purpose was, I already have a clue about his identity."

While thinking about it, Dumbledore reached out and touched a bunch of black and white cat hair at his hand.

"He? Who is he? He can cause so much damage to Hogwarts Castle. It doesn't look like he is an unknown person, right?"

"Not to mention, it's a coincidence that he really doesn't have a good reputation, but don't worry, he probably has nothing to do with the mysterious man or the Death Eaters."

After hearing this, Snape calmed down a little and said calmly:

"Since it has nothing to do with them, you just need to keep a good balance."

With that said, Snape asked the last question of the day:

"What about Quirrell? Since you have confirmed that it is Quirrell, why do you still let him be in school?"

…

The conversation between Dumbledore and Snape ended quickly.

Looking at Snape leaving the office, Dumbledore stretched out his hand, put the hidden piece of cat hair in front of his eyes and stared at it carefully, with a kind smile on his face.

"Alien Nekomata, it's been a long time since I've seen this kind of magical alien creature, and yet it's such a great contribution. It's a pity, otherwise I could have given Gryffindor a few more points..."

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(End of chapter)