Chapter Thirty-Eight: Trolls I
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Thanks to Vio's efforts, she was not involved in anything that could change the events of the Harry Potter era, and her existence pale like a ghost floating in the grand backdrop of the Great Hall.
Tomorrow is Halloween, and when it's almost dinner time, Vio is coming out of the girls' dormitory, and Daphne actually comes to Vio to send a message to her, saying that Hermione wants to meet her.
Vio was apologetic to find that it had been a long time since he had avoided everyone like this.
Besides, Hermione was frightened by the trolls on Halloween Eve, and she made up her mind to meet Hermione, and maybe Harry and Ron. By the time she reached the auditorium, the party had already begun inside.
The ceiling of the auditorium reflected the real sky of the outside world as always, except that the hundreds of white candles floating in the air have been replaced by countless shark beads [the tears that fall from the crying of underage merfolk in the deep sea].
The rounded surface of these shark beads seems to be shrouded in a layer of blue-purple mist, and there are constantly changing strange phantoms on them, and clusters of silver-gray clouds float by from time to time, they rise and fall in the clouds, and they look incredible.
In addition to this, there are many grinning pumpkins hanging above the table, and according to the needs of the people, the occasional flame spews out to scorch a yellow turkey.
The people at the long table were chatting happily, and Nick, the resident ghost of Gryffindor Tower, who was almost dead, often popped out of the middle of the table, startling the first-year students, and it wasn't long before he was invited to a more playful place by the Hufflepuff ghost, an amiable fat friar.
Following the direction they left, Vio finally found her target at the Gryffindor table, where she saw Ron and Harry, who were picking up a potato without skin, but Hermione wasn't there!
Oops, Hermione should be in a bad mood right now, hiding in the girls' bathroom and crying, so to speak, the trolls are coming!
Vio was about to walk over to warn Harry and Ron when there was a commotion at the entrance of the Great Hall, and Professor Quirrell suddenly ran into the Great Hall with a look of horror.
He immediately caught everyone's attention.
Professor Quirrell ran all the way to Professor Dumbledore's chair, leaned limply on the table, and said intermittently, "There's a troll, there's a troll, there's a troll!"
It took the students in the auditorium a while to digest the news, and the first-year students from Muggle [non-wizarding] families had no idea about it. But the other students were different, what trolls were, they had long known from other places: they could be three or four meters tall, they were amazingly physically strong, very destructive, and especially liked to beat wizards without wands. The students who reacted immediately screamed, and the auditorium was in chaos.
Dumbledore raised his wand, and the tip of the wand gave a loud reminder, "Quiet—"
The people in the Great Hall fell silent, all looking at Dumbledore with trust.
"Prefect, bring the students from their respective academies back to the dormitory immediately!"
People sprang into action, and in a few moments, the students began to leave the auditorium in an orderly line.
The crowd dragged Vio forward, and she struggled to turn back to see Harry and Ron in the other direction, following Gryffindor's prefect Percy Weasley, stumbling all the way up the spiral staircase - wait, they stopped, and then a team of Hufflepuffs came up and covered them. Vio thought for a moment and squeezed out of her own group, she was about to blend in with the Hufflepuff team, but unexpectedly, someone grabbed her robe-
"Draco?" Vio said in surprise, "Why don't you get out of here with the prefects?"
"And what about you?" Draco's face darkened, clenching her robe a little tighter, "Where are you going to slip away at this time? to find the arrogant Potter and that brainless fool Weasley?
Vio's brain suddenly calmed down, yes, what is she going to do? Hermione won't be in danger, just now Harry and Ron should have remembered that Hermione was not there, and they didn't know that the troll was in the basement. They're gone, and they don't need themselves at all.
She lowered her arms weakly, turned to face Draco, and said dryly, "Yes, you're right, I should go back to the common room." ”
Draco's face looked a little better, but he immediately threw away Vio's robe in his hand with a look of disgust, the corners of which had been crumpled by him.