"I... I don't know......" Quirrell said with an innocent look on his face, trembling, "I... All I saw was the troll running rampant in the basement... Rampage, having no idea it would now... Where will it run! ”

Dracula stared at Quirrell, who looked away in fear.

"Whatever you want, whatever you want to go next." Dracula patted Quirrell on the shoulder, his eyes deep.

He then left the Great Hall again, taking the Hogwarts title deed in his hand in the cloister of the deserted entrance courtyard, and infusing his magic into the old parchment.

Dracula's magic and the sigils of the four founders intertwine on the paper, slowly weaving into a grid of Hogwarts castle forms.

Every magical node of Hogwarts comes to life, and then the structure of the castle becomes more and more distinct, and the picture of every corner gradually becomes more and more detailed.

Dracula looked at the auditorium on the parchment, and saw that the young wizards were led by the prefects of the various houses, and with the memories of the Halloween feast and the regret that the dinner had ended early, he walked towards the common room with unfinished eyes.

In addition to this, he saw Snape walking towards the restricted area corridor on the right-hand side of the fourth floor.

Quirrell, on the other hand, seemed to be stunned, standing in front of the large pumpkin in the auditorium without the slightest movement.

Under this comprehensive surveillance, the lost troll was quickly found by Dracula.

Just as Dracula is about to watch a good show under the live stream of the title deed, two sneaky figures attract his attention.

"Huh?"

Dracula was taken aback and disappeared in place.

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The scene returns to the previous banquet, where Harry is eating a potato with the skin on, and Professor Quirrell suddenly bursts into the Great Hall, talking about trolls in horror.

Percy, the Gryffindor prefect, knew this well, and led the lion cubs to the Gryffindor common room on the eighth floor, where they crisscrossed with a herd of Hufflepuff badgers.

However, as they walked up the stairs leading to the eighth floor, Harry suddenly thought of something, and his face suddenly became very flustered, and he grabbed Ron's arm violently.

"I just remembered—Hermione!" He said to Ron.

"What's wrong with her?" Ron was stunned for a moment, and asked with some resistance.

During a Charms lesson this morning, Ron was so upset with Hermione's pointing that he spoke ill of Harry about her, and said that she should reflect on why she didn't have any friends.

Coincidentally, Hermione heard something bad about Ron.

The little witch with great self-esteem was in a very low mood, and she didn't want others to see her weak mood, so she didn't show up for the whole afternoon, not even attending the Halloween party.

Just now, Harry suddenly thought of a message that he had overheard before the Halloween feast began-

Everyone was on their way to the Great Hall for Halloween, and as they walked along the way, Hermione's roommate, Parvati Petyer, told Lavender that Hermione was crying sadly in the girls' bathroom and was not allowed to be comforted.

Harry suddenly realized that Hermione wasn't on Gryffindor's team, and that he might be alone in an encounter with a troll!

"Ron, Hermione, she doesn't know about trolls yet!" He anxiously said to Ron, "It's our responsibility that she didn't attend the banquet, and we can't sit idly by!" ”

The red-haired boy bit his lip heavily.

"Oh, well," he said decisively, "but we'd better not let Percy see us. ”

After making their decision, Harry and Ron buried themselves and mingled in the staggered Hufflepuff crowd and walked in the other direction.

They slipped quietly through an empty side porch and hurried to the girls' bathroom.

With a growing stench, a muffled grunt and the sound of huge soles dragging on the ground sounded in the ears of the two of them.

The next moment, a shocking scene suddenly crashed into the sight of the two-

A twelve-foot-tall monster suddenly appeared from the corner of the hallway!

Its skin was dull and gray like granite, and its large, stupid 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. A disgusting stench emanating from the troll like a mix of stinky socks and a public toilet that was never cleaned.

The monster also had a thick wooden stick in his hand, and he dragged it to the ground with a piercing sound.

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The Halloween feast was over, and the thunderclouds summoned by the Weather Charm dissipated in the sky, and the bright moonlight poured into the tall windows of Hogwarts Castle.

Just in the shadows of the moonlight, a brightly colored bat hangs upside down.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but the bat seems to be looking at the interior of a bathroom with interest.

If you look at the bat's line of sight, you can see the girls' bathroom on the first floor, where a fierce battle is going on.

The troll was repeatedly provoked by Ron, diverting his attention from Hermione, and then cornering Ron.

Seeing this, Harry jumped forward with his heart on the side.

He then wrapped his arms around the troll's neck from behind, and plunged his wand into one of the troll's nostrils as he jumped.

The troll roared in pain, writhed, and waved the wooden stick in its hand as if it could shake Harry off at any moment, and then grab him and give him a terrible blow with the stick!

At this moment, the fierce struggle of the troll suddenly froze.

The abrupt stillness caught Harry off guard, and one of them fell off the troll.

In the corner, Ron clutched his wand in his hand, staring blankly at the troll still in front of him, at a loss.

"Mr. Potter, if anyone else asks about you in the future, please don't say that I taught you Defence Against the Dark Arts, and I can't afford to lose that person."

A familiar voice rang out at the bathroom door.

Harry looked in surprise at the place where the voice came from, and found a tall figure with silver hair and burgundy eyes standing quietly in the moonlight, looking at him with disgust.

"Professor Dracula!!" Harry didn't care about the look of disgust on Dracula's face, and shouted in ecstasy.

Then, he felt as if all his strength had disappeared, and the courage to jump on the back of the troll seemed to be short-lived, and he was only left with a moment of fear in his heart, and he lay down on the ground weakly.

With a wave of his hand, Dracula swept away the smoky air, and then took two steps forward to the three young wizards.

"Mr. Potter, please recite what you heard from the first lesson." He looked faintly at Harry, who was sitting on the ground, "What is the most appropriate way to deal with a dangerous situation?" ”

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