Filch, a school worker, stands in front of the door of the basement classroom with a scruffy cat squatting at his feet.

"Professor Dumbledore!" Filch saw Dumbledore coming over, bowed slightly, and stepped forward to say hello.

"Sorry for you, Argus! The students didn't get you in any trouble! Dumbledore smiled and nodded.

"You are so polite, the students are very obedient!" Filch laughed.

"That's good!"

Dumbledore pushed open the heavy wooden door, and there was a cacophony of words in the room, and the students in the back row hurriedly shut up when they saw the professors enter.

"Hermione, do you really like Professor Madara?"

"Don't deny it, I've heard it all!"

"That's right!"

A group of girls surrounded Hermione, chattering and asking questions, and the twin sisters on the side also looked at Hermione with disdain and jealousy.

Hermione leaned against the wall, bowing her head and silent, listening to the various words in her ear, and there was only one topic. The group changed wave after wave, and kept asking her. Although Hermione was angry in her heart, she could only endure it.

"Don't ask her! She won't admit it anyway! Pavard scoffed.

"Our Miss Granger is a daring man! How can you not admit it! Parvati said in a weird voice.

Hermione suddenly stood up, looked at the people around her, and said word by word, "I like Professor Madara very much!" If he agrees, I'll marry him when I'm older. Are you satisfied now? I need to say it again. ”

Hermione finally had enough of it, and if she could, she would leave the place immediately. But she couldn't, Hermione, enveloped in anger, to say something that surprised her.

The hall was silent. The girls around Hermione were stunned by her words.

Hermione frowned slightly, stood in her chair, and looked over the girls who surrounded her, to the stunned gazes of all the students, and the strange stares of the professors who came in at some point.

Hermione shook her body and held on to the wall, only to feel the world spinning. What did she just do.

The girls who surrounded Hermione also noticed that something was wrong, and when they looked back, they saw several professors looking at them. Hurriedly returned to his chair.

The hall was terrifyingly quiet, and Hermione slowly stepped out of her chair and sat down on it, covering her face with her hands. The ears are red and hot. I wish there was a crack in the ground that I could get into.

"It's so exciting!" The twin brothers looked at each other with a look of wonder in their eyes.

Patsy's face was painful and embarrassed, and now that Gryffindor was utterly famous, he was not at all happy.

Penelope's hands were clenched, and his eyes flashed with adoration, if not for the professors behind him. She wanted to rush over and hug Hermione.

"Oh my God!" Ron's mouth was like a hippopotamus, big enough to fit an apple.

"That. Is that Hermione we know? Harry muttered to himself, he didn't have to regret what happened in the lounge, because he saw a more classic scene.

McGonagall opened her mouth, not knowing what to say. Although Hermione had just started school, she liked this smart little girl. After class, she answered a lot of questions for Hermione, thinking that Hermione was the most promising freshman in Gryffindor, and now she felt as if she had met Hermione for the first time.

Snape's eyes narrowed, only his face remained the same, and no one could guess what he was thinking.

Dumbledore's eyes flashed as he stared at Hermione, thoughtfully, as if he understood something.

"Please take the students back to the dormitory, so you can rest in peace!" Dumbledore broke the silence, his tone was calm, his expression not fluctuating, as if he hadn't heard Hermione's words just now.

Many of the students still didn't seem to come to their senses, sitting motionless in their chairs, staring at Hermione.

Hermione seemed to hear the sound of heaven, quickly got up, passed the stunned twin sisters on the side, did not dare to look around, and rushed out of the underground classroom with her head down.

Everyone watched Hermione leave. McGonagall frowned and turned to look for Hermione, but was stopped by Dumbledore.

Snape glanced at Dumbledore, looked back at the students who were looking back at them, and said gloomily, "What are you waiting for, do you want to spend the night here?" ”

Compared to the formidable Headmaster Dumbledore, the students were more afraid of Professor Snape and did not dare to say more, so they hurriedly got up from their chairs. The prefects led the students out of the classroom in a hurry.

"I'm really sorry, Mr. Principal! I promise not next time! Patcy said awkwardly as he passed Dumbledore.

"Patsy, Miss Granger's business, you don't care! We'll take care of it! Dumbledore said slowly.

"Headmaster?" Patcy looked surprised, could it be that Dumbledore was going to expel Hermione?

"That's fine!" Patsy muttered to herself.

"Hurry up and take the students away!" Dumbledore said softly.

"Yes!" Patcy didn't dare to say anything more, and hurried to the door.

Soon, the classroom that was still crowded just now was empty with only Dumbledore and the Four Headmasters.

"Albus!" McGonagall stared at Dumbledore, waiting for him to explain.

"I'll take care of this." Dumbledore's gaze swept calmly over the professors, he knew the details of Madara best, and he also knew a little bit about Madara's character.

That's a god who dares to kill!

Dumbledore knew that there were definitely quite a few people who died at Madara's hands. I'm afraid that in Madara's original world, he is equal to the Dark Lord. But as long as he's not the Dark Lord of this world, that's enough.

The deans of the four colleges were silent, and even Straupp somewhat understood what Dumbledore meant. Obviously, the only reason he wanted to protect Hermione could only be Madara Uchiha.

"What's wrong with you?" Blake waited until the students had left, walked into the classroom, and was surprised to see that everyone was silent.

"It's none of your business here, it's time for you to leave Hogwarts!" Snape glanced at Blake and said coldly.

Blake narrowed his eyes and stared at Snape. The two looked at each other, and neither of them backed down.

"Blake, you go to the principal's office and wait for me first! I'll go to you later! Dumbledore whispered to Black.

"Yes!" Blake nodded, giving Snape a smug look.

"Humph!" Snape let out a cold snort through his nose.

"Go back first!" Dumbledore motioned to the professors, followed in Blake's footsteps, and turned to leave the classroom.

McGonagall sighed and walked out of the classroom, knowing that Dumbledore had gone to find Spota for one thing. Soon Snape was the only one left in the classroom.

Snape was silent, sitting in a chair and staring at the seat in front of him.

"Lily!" Snape slowly closed his eyes and whispered to himself, if she could say this to herself, he would rather give up everything, even if it was to give his life, he would not regret it. (To be continued......)