"I remember someone wasn't going to the library in pursuit of some knowledge, wisdom, and power, why are you here now?" Pansy said in a strange voice. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Oh, I see. Malfoy was about to speak, but Pansy was interrupted by a sloqué.

"When you were telling a story, one of the supporting characters said, 'Every woman is a book,' right?"

"Looks like you've put that mud ... Hermione flipped through it, didn't she?" Pansy tried to utter the insulting words, but for some reason she stopped.

"Pansy!"

"Draco, you're disgusting. Pansy ignored him and turned away, only a slight tremor in her shoulders betrayed her mood, and soon Pansy disappeared from Malfoy's sight.

"This time it doesn't look like it's a joke. Malfoy couldn't help but think. "Wait until she's calmed down before explaining it to her. He wondered how to talk to Pansy later. Malfoy also quickened his pace towards the restaurant.

A few minutes later, Malfoy stepped into the dining room. A sweet smell of roasted pumpkin entered his nose.

A thousand bats fluttered across the walls and ceiling, and a thousand more, like low clouds, swirled above the table, causing the candle flames in the pumpkin's belly to flicker. The delicacies suddenly appeared on the golden plate, just like at the opening banquet.

"Really nice setting. Malfoy looked at the dining room setting.

Glancing around, Malfoy didn't see Pansy, but instead saw Hermione, Harry, and Ron talking happily at the table. Ron and Harry seemed excited, with the candy from Duke Honey in their hands.

"Hermione, you're so cool!" Ron said. "My brother they always wouldn't let me go, and I knew they had a way to sneak in. But they just don't take me. Incidentally, he also complained about Fred and George.

Harry chimed in.

Sensing Malfoy's gaze, Hermione secretly made an "ok" gesture to him, indicating that this side had been completely resolved, and chuckled proudly.

"Your little ship of friendship has set sail again, and my great ship is about to sink. Looking at the three of them and Hermione's smile, Malfoy couldn't help but think about his current situation.

"Where the hell have you gone?" Malfoy always felt as if he had overlooked something. "The little girl probably won't let go of these foods. ”

Malfoy picked up a pumpkin pie and was about to fill his stomach when Professor Quirrell burst into the dining room, his large scarf slanted over his head and a look of horror on his face. Everyone stared at him, only to see him walk up to Professor Dumbledore's chair, lean back on the table, gasp and say, "The troll - in the underground classroom - thought you should know." ”

With that, he fell headlong to the floor and passed out.

"Damn it. Malfoy suddenly realized something, cursed, and immediately got up and rushed out of the restaurant.

He finally knew what he had overlooked.

There was chaos in the restaurant. Professor Dumbledore had to make a few screeching fireworks explosions on his wand's head before everyone fell silent.

"Prefect," he said in a deep voice, "bring the students of your academy to the dormitory at once!"

Percy is naturally at home.

"Follow me! Don't get separated, first-year-earner, as long as you do what I tell you to, don't be afraid of any trolls! Get out of the way, the first-graders are going to pass! I beg your pardon, I'm the prefect!"

"How can a troll get in?" Harry asked as they made their way up the stairs.

"Don't ask me, the trolls must be surprisingly stupid," Ron said, "maybe Peeves put it in to spice up Halloween Eve." ”

"What is he doing out now?" Hermione was the only one noticing that Draco's reaction seemed to be wrong.

"Pansy, where are you, Pansy?" was quiet in the hallway, except for Malfoy's shouts.

Malfoy clenched his fists tightly, revealing the tension inside him. He thought he was a butterfly that instigated its wings to change course, but he didn't think that maybe he was just paint, poured into the river of time, only to be diluted by one tributary after another, so that it lost its effect.

"Pansy shouldn't be in the women's restroom right now, because those two are in the dining room right now. Malfoy's mind raced.

"Then strike first. Find the troll and deal with it quickly, and you'll be fine. 'Malfoy has a lot of confidence in his current strength.

"Over here. Malfoy suddenly smelled a foul odor of smelly socks mixed with a public toilet that had never been cleaned. He followed the scent all the way.

"Found you. At the end of one of the passageways to the left, a behemoth was walking with its back to him, and it was impossible not to notice him with a muffled grunt and the sound of huge soles of feet dragging on the ground.

Malfoy was breathing a sigh of relief when his heart hung in the air, and he saw two legs sticking out from under the statue of the soldier in the hallway, as if they were shivering.

"Fluorescent flicker!" had to get the troll's attention first.

The plan was successful, and the troll was attracted by the light source and turned around, and the sight was terrifying. It was twelve feet tall, its skin dull and gray as granite, and its massive, dumb body resembled a huge pile of mud with a small head like a cocoa bean. Its short legs are as thick as tree stumps, and underneath are flat, thick, calloused feet. The smell emanating from it was disgusting. It holds a thick wooden stick in its hand, which is dragged on the ground due to its long arms.

Malfoy walked slowly towards the troll. Suddenly, he raised his wand.

"Broken bones!"

A crimson glow shot from Malfoy's wand. Fly straight for the troll.

The seemingly bloated troll has extraordinary agility and intuition, and with a subconscious action, the troll turns the wooden stick in his hand into a scapegoat. A pile of sawdust slowly slipped from the troll's grasp.

"I'm lucky. Malfoy didn't forget to laugh at himself, but his men were not idle.

"All petrified!" another spell flew towards the troll. This time, the trolls didn't continue their good luck last time. Immediately unable to move. Only one thick nostril remains.

"I'll leave the rest to the professors. Malfoy thought, and walked behind the statue.

"Pansy, are you alright?" asked Malfoy in a whisper. However, there was no response.

Malfoy stepped closer.

Looking down, Malfoy was stunned.

The girl in front of her was not Pansy, she looked a year or two older than Malfoy. Black hair and black eyes, long hair and shawl, and a delicate appearance. Because of being frightened by the troll, he seemed a little panicked, and it was even more touching.

"Compatriots from another world. Malfoy quickly came to his senses. "I think it's okay anymore. Malfoy whispered comfortingly.

"The professors will be here soon. Malfoy continued. Even if it wasn't Pansy, he couldn't leave a woman who had been overly frightened by the trolls before, which was not a gentleman's behavior. What's more, this girl also reminded him of his homeland.

"Thank you. The girl thanked softly. "My name is Cho Zhang, you're a first-year Draco, right, I've heard rumors about you a lot in our house, and as expected, you have subdued the trolls with ease. Qiu Zhang's face was a little red, he should have been a little embarrassed to be saved by a junior younger than him.

"Carving insect skills, what a tooth. A Chinese idiom popped out of Malfoy's mouth.

Cho Zhang looked at Malfoy in surprise, "Do you know Chinese?"

"Of course, I admire Chinese culture the most. Malfoy nodded.

Qiu Zhang seemed a little excited, meeting someone who knew his native language in a foreign country was enough to make people feel cordial, and the slight strangeness and alienation that had been before suddenly disappeared.

The two chatted for a while, waiting for the professors to arrive, during which Malfoy threw out a few small paragraphs in Chinese, causing Qiu to open his mouth and chuckle.

"You look a lot funnier than the rumors. Qiu Zhang praised, and then added in his heart: "It's also much more handsome." ”

"Huh. Malfoy laughed dryly, apparently remembering the scene where Pansy had been saying she was boring.

"Can you help me up? Qiu Zhang asked softly.

"Very gratifying. Malfoy bent down and stretched out his hand, squeezing it lightly with Akihari's soft little hand. With a slight upward force, he pulled Qiu Zhang up from the ground.

"Yikes. "Maybe I've been sitting on the ground for a long time. After Malfoy let go of his hand, Qiu Zhang did not stand still, and leaned on Malfoy's shoulder again. As if sensing that he was too close to the man, Qiu Zhang exclaimed, his face covered with redness.

Malfoy, however, looked at the nose and nose, and stared at the empty aisle without squinting.

"It's back to normal. Malfoy then cast a spell on Chozhang's calf.

"How does it feel?"

"It's much better now. Akihari nodded, and slowly let go of Malfoy. The flush on his face was vaguely visible, and I don't know if it was because of shyness or something else.

Just then, Malfoy heard several hurried footsteps in the hallway.

"Professor, I saw him walking this way. A familiar voice came.

"He's going to be fine, is he?" another voice was familiar to Malfoy.

"Son, calm down, he'll be fine. Professor McGonagall comforted the little girl beside her.

The group was getting closer, with Professor McGonagall at the front, Snape following closely behind, and finally Quirrell hurrying over, with Professor McGonagall with two girls beside him.

"Mr. Draco, I think you need to give me an explanation. Professor McGonagall pushed her glasses, her voice cold and emotionless.

Snape approached the troll and looked at it, then commented, "The perfect petrification charm, worthy of my student." "It's clearly starting to protect.

Quirrell, as for Quirrell, screamed in fear at the sight of the troll, and fell to the ground, clutching his forehead and trembling in his chest.

"Professor, I just got rid of a troll in the hallway. Need any more explanation?" Malfoy said lightly.

"That's not what Hermione told me. She said she just saw you running this way from the restaurant. Professor McGonagall's tone was still cold.

"It's too fast. Malfoy's heart was a little broken, because at this moment he could see Pansy, whose eyes were red, looking at him worriedly.

"I think I can already guess where the plot is going, so I'm the one who needs to be saved?" Malfoy smiled helplessly.

"Well, Professor, I was wrong. Malfoy bowed his head in apology.

"Slytherin deducts ten. Professor McGonagall inflicted her own punishment.

"But for the sake of my classmates, I broke the rules. With that, Professor McGonagall touched Pansy's head. "And he fought the trolls alone. Seems to have helped a classmate. Professor McGonagall glanced at Qiu Zhang and continued, her tone softening. "Slytherin adds twenty points, not an example. ”

Malfoy breathed a sigh of relief, and suddenly felt that the old woman had become cute.

"Alright, the students are enjoying the Halloween dinner, so go back as soon as possible. Also, I'll report this to Professor Dumbledore. Professor McGonagall said one last sentence and turned away. As for the trolls, Snape continued to deal with them.

Then came the most difficult moment for Malfoy.

"Who is this woman?" said Pansy as Professor McGonagall left, and she stared at Malfoy as she pointed at Akira. Obviously, after worrying, it's time to ask the teacher.

"It's a real headache. Malfoy stroked his forehead, apparently thinking about how to answer the little vinegar jar.