"Harry, you must know that there is a saying called being a good brother, righteousness, blessings and hardships, and Ron is like this, don't you want to come for a while?"

Harry shrank back, and the north looked at Harry, who was terrified, and suddenly remembered, and then put away his whip, "Okay, you guys go to class, remember to apologize to Hermione"

"Yes"

"Especially you, Ron"

Ron, who was lying on the ground, nodded with a cry "I know, it will"

In the next lesson, Ron covered his ass, and although it didn't hurt very much, he always felt a sense of humiliation, and he was even more worried that Hermione didn't show up, and he didn't see anyone all afternoon.

It's embarrassing for the two of them, they said they would apologize, what if the North went crazy, Ron asked Harry with a sad face, "What should Harry do, Hermione doesn't know where it is, the North asked me to apologize~!" ”

Harry also frowned, "And me, I have to apologize too"

"But the point is that the North slapped me, it was I who didn't speak well and provoked Hermione."

Harry and Ron hesitated as they slowly walked down the Gryffindor tower to the dining room for the Halloween party.

As they walked past the common room, they overheard Patil telling her friend Lavender that Hermione was crying sadly in the women's restroom and was not allowed to comfort her.

When Ron heard this, he became even more uncomfortable, thinking about the reason why he was jerked by the North today, he pulled Harry halfway and asked Harry cautiously, "Man, do we want to go see Hermione"

"That's the women's bathroom"

Harry's words made Ron hesitate, and a moment later, when they walked into the dining room and saw the colorful Halloween decorations, they immediately forgot about Hermione.

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.

The scene was still relatively lively, everyone was talking and laughing, in this atmosphere, Harry soon didn't know what the legendary Hermione was like, only Ron didn't feel that his ass hurt, reminding him to apologize.

Harry was eating a potato with the skin on it 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.

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 scattered, first graders! As long as you do what I tell you, you don't have to be afraid of any trolls! Okay, follow me closely. Get out of the way, the first graders are going to pass! I beg your pardon, I'm a 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." ”

On the way, they met some crowds of people hurrying in different directions. As they struggled to squeeze past a crowd of bewildered Hufflepuff House students, Harry grabbed Ron's arm sharply.

"I just remembered—Hermione."

"What's wrong with her?"

"She doesn't know about trolls yet."

Ron bit his lip.

"Oh, well," he said decisively, "but it's best not to let Percy see us. ”

They buried their bodies, blended in with the Hufflepuff crowd, and walked in the other direction.

The crowd followed Harry's as they followed Harry, and he slipped through the empty side hallway and hurried to the women's bathroom. As soon as he turned the corner, he heard hurried footsteps behind him.

"Percy!" Ron whispered, pulling Harry behind a large sphinx stone statue.

They looked behind the stone carving, only to see that it was not Percy, but Snape. He walked through the hallway and disappeared from their sight.

"What is he doing?" Harry asked in a low voice, "Why didn't he stay in the basement classroom below, with the other teachers?"

"How do I know!"

They followed Snape's footsteps as they faded away, creeping down another hallway, trying not to make a sound.

"He's heading to the third floor." Harry said, but Ron raised his hand.

"Can you smell anything?"

Harry sniffed, and a foul stench crept into his nostrils, the smell of a smelly sock mixed with a public toilet that was never cleaned. Then they heard a low grunt and the sound of huge soles dragging on the ground. Ron notices that at the end of a passage on the left, a behemoth is moving towards them. They quickly retreated into the darkness and watched as it slowly walked into a patch of moonlight.

It was a horrible sight. 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.

The troll stopped at a door and peeked inside. It wiggled its long ears, made a decision with its small head, and then lowered its head and slowly slipped into the room.

"The key is in the keyhole," Harry whispered, "we can lock it inside." ”

"Good idea." Ron said nervously.

They turned sideways to the open door, their mouths feeling dry, hoping that the troll wouldn't come out of nowhere. Harry strode and grabbed the key in his hand, slamming the door and locking it securely.

"It's done!"

Their faces were flushed with excitement from their success, and they began to run back down the passage, but, as soon as they reached the bend, they heard a sound that almost stopped their hearts—a terrible, frightened voice—from the room they had just been in.

"Oh, oops." Ron said, his face pale as the ghost of Baro the Bloody.

"That's the women's restroom!" Harry couldn't even breathe.

"Hermione!" At the same time, he said.

Saori and Yao Shunyu came out of the vicinity and said "you two" towards Harry and Ron

Harry interrupted Zorri, "Stop talking, bad thing, we've locked the trolls with Hermione"

The four of them frantically headed towards the women's restroom, when they heard a loud bang inside, and something was thrown against the wall.

Hermione's screams rang out again

To be continued