Time flies, and it's Halloween in a blink of an eye.

The weather was fine on this day, and the smell of sweet and enticing roasted pumpkin wafted through the hallway.

Early in the morning, Professor Flitwick announced at the dinner table that he was going to teach the first-year students how to use the Levitation Charm, as they were good enough to memorize the entire spellbook.

"Honestly, my dear Professor Flitwick," Professor McGonagall said somewhat helplessly, "every year after you teach this spell, the castle gets more chaotic. They even had a snowball fight with this spell and then came to the medical wing tremblingly. ”

"Isn't that nice?" Flitwick retorted quietly, "Let them learn the lesson." ”

"Lessons? You tell me a lesson? McGonagall huffed, "They're going to the medical wing one minute, and they're at the stadium for a snowball fight the next!" ”

"Don't be so eager, Minerva," Dumbledore interjected, "The nature of children needs to be unleashed, especially these teenage youths, or who knows what strange things they will want to do." ”

…… Ricciardo was actually curious as to why Dumbledore had a look of nostalgia in his eyes.

But Ricardo's instincts told him not to say anything, not to ask anything.

"By the way, Ricciardo," McGonagall asked him suddenly, "how are the two Weasleys doing?" They seem to be obedient a lot lately. ”

"Of course, they don't have time to mess around," Ricardo said with a meaningful smile, "and they seem to be afraid of copying." ”

"Oh......" Dean McGonagall smiled wickedly, "I see, thanks, Ricardo." ”

Today was also the day the Weasley twins finished copying their textbooks, and they came here in the afternoon, copying their textbooks.

In the past few days, they have become much more honest, and they have not entered the house at night and set off happily.

"Did you not come out, or did you not get caught?" Ricardo took their transcript and teased.

This is obviously a joke, Ricardo's perception can deal with dark wizards, and it is easy to catch these two guys.

"We're going to wait for Filch to come out...... George, why are you covering my mouth! ”

Seeing them fighting, a trace of envy flashed in Ricardo's eyes, and then he waved his hand: "Get out of here, Halloween dinner is coming!" ”

"Goodbye, Professor!"

"I wish you wouldn't get hit by a snowball!"

"You're teaching me to play all the tricks," Ricardo said unashamedly, "let the horses come and see if I can deduct points later." ”

The Weasley twins left with a smile on their faces, and Ricciardo practiced magic sketching in the office for a long time before walking outside the office and walking briskly towards the dining room.

Seems to be late...... What does it taste like?

Ricardo sniffed, and a foul odor crept into his nostrils, the smell of a smelly sock mixed with a public toilet that was never cleaned.

What's going on? Did the Hogwarts toilet blow up?

Then he heard a muffled grunt and the sound of huge soles of feet dragging on the ground, and followed the sound.

At the end of a passage on the left, two behemoths were moving towards him. Ricardo reflexively retreated into the darkness and watched as they slowly walked into a patch of moonlight.

Oh, just two trolls.

They were twelve feet tall, their skin dull and gray as granite, and their massive, stupid bodies resembled a huge pile of mud with a small head like a cocoa bean.

Their short legs were as thick as tree stumps, and underneath them were flat, stiff, calloused feet, and the smell of their bodies almost made Ricardo vomit. Each of them had a thick stick in his hand, which dragged on the ground due to the length of its arms.

The trolls stopped at a door and peeked inside. They wiggle their long ears, glance at each other, make decisions at the same time with their small heads, and then hang their heads, trying to burrow into the room.

"Wait, gentlemen," called Ricardo as he stepped out of the shadows, "I suppose you didn't buy tickets, did you?" ”

One of the trolls looked for the sound and saw that it was a humanoid creature, and excitedly pushed another troll.

The troll didn't react, thinking that its companion was trying to attack it, and roared at it.

- The roar and the beat, with the anger of being deceived by a true heart, with the sadness of cannibalism.

was beaten for no reason, and the "pusher" troll naturally did not admit defeat, so he also picked up a wooden stick and hit the "deceived" troll.

For a moment, the two of them inexplicably fought among themselves......

"I think you can't defeat the trolls like this, unity is strength, you might as well defeat me first, and then settle each other's grievances." Ricardo calmly took out his wand and pointed it at the two trolls.

Also know which idiot is going to destroy Hogwarts and release two trolls.

With the capacity of the troll's brain, it's not the right thing to do.

Professor Snape was even inspired by this, and invented the term "troll brain", which vividly showed his ardent expectations for his students, and expressed the thoughts and feelings of the inventor who hated him and was angry with him.

Ricardo could have sat on the mountain and watched the tiger fight, and waited for them to finish the fight and go up to subdue it, but as soon as they fought, they were going to destroy public property, so they had to take care of it.

"Hurry up, I'm still in a hurry, the Halloween dinner has begun."

Ricardo unleashed two shock spells and struck them at the trolls.

The trolls finally knew who their opponent was, and they roared and roared as they rushed at the little man in front of them to provoke them.

"I hate warriors and poisoners the most in my life, but I didn't expect you to take up one and a half, with thick skin and a stinky smell like you're releasing poison."

……

Little Hermione, who had cried enough in the toilet, wiped her tears and walked out, smelling the air and frowning.

"The Gryffindors went to blow up the toilets?"

……

A thousand bats fluttered across the walls and ceiling, and a thousand more swirled above the table like a low cloud, 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.

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!"

"I don't think so, Headmaster Dumbledore," the door opened again, and Ricciardo walked in with two trolls and Hermione, "and the music continued. Also, fifth and seventh grade, add an elective class tonight to learn how to troll. ”