Chapter 13: Out of Control

Time flies, and in a blink of an eye, Albert has been at Hogwarts for more than two months, Halloween is approaching, and the whole of Hogwarts is dressed up.

"Trick-or-treating!" With the willow leaves on the lake long gone, and the late autumn winds being harsh, with Snape's permission, Albert and Hermione were allowed to enter Snape's office while Snape was in class and when they weren't, but only if they were inside to do potions-related things.

Speaking of which, Snape himself couldn't figure out which tendon he had twitched to let two trolls into his office. While one of the trolls made potions better than his own, the other was the one in the first year who was dubbed the Golden Girl and the Jack of Trades.

On this day, after the magic class ended the practice of making objects fly, Albert did not go with Hermione because he had something to discuss with Professor Flitwick, knowing that they had been together for almost the past two months except for sleeping time, and were even called Muggle lovers by the Slytherins because of this, and the Gryffindors were gossiping about them.

One was a jack-of-all-trades who turned a classroom into gold on the first day of class and soaked in the library every day knowing almost everything, and the other was a genius prodigy in the Muggle world, and almost everyone thought they were really a couple, even like Ron Weasley.

Ron and Harry hugged the book, chatting as they walked, "No wonder she has such a good relationship with that Albert, I kind of know that only freaks can be with freaks." Look at them, a crazy reader in the library, does she want to memorize all the books in Hogwarts? The other almost ran towards the greasy old bat, are you really sure he's a Gryffindor and not a Slytherin? Ron quipped, and Harry smiled awkwardly, for he was really nothing special about Hermione and Albert other than being the youngest Quidditch player in a hundred years.

The two of them walked forward as they spoke, unaware of Hermione behind them.

Hermione's eyes were red, and she didn't know why she was crying, why she was suddenly sad.

"How can I be a freak, El can't be a freak, obviously we are working so hard to learn knowledge, we want to close the distance with everyone, and we want to give Gryffindor more points...... Why is this happening, everyone used to study like this......" Hermione thought to herself, tears from the corners of her eyes unconsciously slipped to her lips, and a hint of bitterness made Hermione only feel that the world in front of her was even more blurry.

She hugged the book tightly and ran towards the women's restroom alone.

Albert ended his discussion with Professor Flitwick about telekinesis, aerodynamics, updrafts, etc., unaware that Hermione was gone, and had not seen anyone for an entire afternoon.

It wasn't until it was dinner time, sitting at the table, that Albert saw that Hermione was gone.

"Do you know where Hermione is?"

He asked like Ron and Harry, but Ron just shook his head.

And just then, a girl approached, and Harry knew her name was Petyer. She walked straight up to Albert's, "You rude fellow, you know what! Hermione had been crying in the women's bathroom all afternoon, and I thought you would have to fall down in front of her with thorns on your back and beg for her forgiveness, or I'd curse a gentleman for never finding a girlfriend. ”

Ron trembled slightly when he heard this.

And Albert was stunned at first, "Hermione, she cried in the toilet all afternoon?" Toilets on several floors ......"

Just then, 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." ”－

As soon as Professor Quirrell finished speaking, 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.

"She was in the women's restroom on the first floor...... I thought you knew......" Petyr finished her sentence in a panic, and she had already seen Prefect Posey stand up.

"Sorry, I have to find Hermione!" Ignoring Percy's command, Albert trotted to the women's restroom on the first floor, "What a joke! Next to the basement classroom is the women's toilet! ”

Albert's heart became more and more anxious, "If only I could use the teleportation ability of a few months ago......" Thinking in his heart, Albert only felt that he had passed through the blue passage, and Hermione was in front of her, and she looked at her in horror.

"Get out of the way! Al! The tears in the corners of his eyes had been hidden by a look of horror, Hermione, who had thought that she would be killed by a troll, did not expect Albert to suddenly appear in front of her eyes, and behind him was the troll's big stick.

“？” A sharp pain came from Albert's back, "Strange, Hermione, have you cast a spell on me again...... I flew up......"

With just one blow, Albert was knocked into the air and landed directly in front of Hermione.

"Al, Al, are you alright...... You don't want to die!!! Seeing the familiar person suddenly fall, Hermione, who was only 12 years old, couldn't help but scream loudly in fear as she watched the approaching troll, even though she knew that it was useless to scream loudly.

"Don't be afraid...... the boy's voice rang in Hermione's ears again, and in Hermione's eyes, which had already been blurred by tears, the dark boy stood up again. His eyes were red, and his left hand was clenched tightly in his wand, as if it would be broken with a little more force.

"If the spinal nerves are injured, they must be treated within 1 hour with the Angel Advent surgery or by stimulating blood stem cells, platelets, etc. Otherwise, the body will die in 1 hour and 15 minutes......" After indifferently reciting a sentence that seemed to have nothing to do with him, the red-eyed Albert looked at the troll that had attacked once, and just raised his wand.

"The alien space-time is repulsed, and the isotopic force field must be loaded...... Intervening in the power of Shushan in this time and space...... "In just a short moment, a strangely colored barrier was unfolded, and the trolls could no longer take a step forward.

"You must clear the enemy before you can heal it...... Loading is complete, the world's magic supreme power query...... Fail...... No further delay, priority use...... A blow from St. George the Dragon! ”

In Hermione's surprised eyes, after Albert coldly spat out a string of words like a robot, a huge force began to form.

The magical creatures of Hogwarts, and even the Forbidden Forest, felt this extraordinary flood of magic, and the huge magic spiral almost tore Hogwarts into a magical vacuum.

"What the hell is going on!" Professor McGonagall simply took off her heels and trotted barefoot.

"Trolls don't have such powers!" Snape quickened his pace.

"We have to go faster!" Dumbledore, who was dressed in his dressing gown, also sped up.

It's just that the professors are running too late......

A white beam of light with a diameter of 5ocm shot out of Albert's left eye, and it only took a tenth of a second for the troll to completely disappear into the world, along with the corridor on the first floor of Hogwarts, a large hole was broken in the exterior of the castle, and the beam of light spread to more than ten kilometers deep in the Forbidden Forest before disappearing.

And McGonagall, Snape, and Dumbledore were all pressed against the wall, cold sweat on their backs. The beam just now, even if it was that person in his heyday, if he was hit, I'm afraid it would have steamed directly. The three of them thought in unison.

At this moment, in London, England, at Albert's house, Eric looked at Yiyi with a panicked face.

"The 'automatic secretary' I set for Albert that won't start if it's not in the middle of life and death has been activated......"

"If you're sure it's activated, El should be safe and sound now. I remember that the secretary contained only one magic, which your grandfather once faced...... No one but my dad and your grandpa will be able to take that blow head-on and survive......"

"A blow from St. George the Dragon will turn Hogwarts into ruins......"

"We've got to go over there! If you really can't do it, just find out the ridiculous Voldemort and directly blast it with five thunders to make his soul fly and turn into ashes! ”

"Yes! Let's go now! I've heard that Voldemort is gone, but if he dares to hurt our children, he will not hesitate to reconvene the Golden Dawn......!!! ”

Indicate:

[St. George's Dragon's Blow], the magic used by Intex in "Magic ** Catalog" after being destroyed by Kamijo Dangma, blasted off the tree-shaped blueprint satellite in the universe with one blow.

The Golden Dawn Society (English: Hermetinet), or Golden Dawn Hermetinet, is a secret organization founded in London in 1888 by a group of mystics. [1] Their combination of tarot cards, astrology, and Kabbalah Esoterism has played an important role in Western occultism. Notable members include Edward Witt, who popularized the tarot card Witt system.

According to Baidu Encyclopedia, Aresta Crowley was also a member of Golden Dawn.

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