Melda looked at the scene in horror.

He never thought that there would be such a scene in front of his eyes!

"Melda?"

Hearing the familiar voice coming from beside her, Hermione turned her head in a daze, her expression very stiff, as if she was frightened.

And Hermione was not the only one who was frightened, Melda was also frightened enough by the mirror image in her eyes just now.

What is that? What is that?

The plank behind Hermione snapped, and the flames cut a semicircle in the air. And even more coincidentally, the thick green smoke on the ground had just passed through the flames.

A large scythe-shaped image appeared behind Hermione.

Melda only felt that suddenly a sonorous, passionate music sounded in her ears.

This made Melda, who was a young man, suddenly break out in a cold sweat.

"Bang!"

The planks eroded by the flames fell to the ground with a rattle. And this brought Hermione back to her senses.

She staggered to the ground, her eyes filled with moisture.

Seeing this, Melda hurriedly ran over and reached out to help her.

"Hermione?" He looked at the little girl in front of him with some distress.

No matter how heroic Hermione was just now, she was actually only an 11-year-old.

No amount of description is just a modifier.

Far less than the fear in her heart right now.

"Woo!"

Hermione grabbed Melda's arm tightly and cried loudly, like a wounded kitten. People can't help but want to take her into their arms and protect her.

"It's okay, it's safe."

Melda patted Hermione on the back, a self-reproachful smile on her lips, he could have avoided this. It seems that the settling surface of Hogwarts has made him forget about the dangers that lurk in the dark.

"Okay, it's okay anymore, don't be afraid, I will protect you, and no one will hurt you anymore."

Melda gently coaxed Hermione in front of her over and over again. At the same time, he was patting her back with his hand. Make her feel her presence.

Hermione gradually stopped crying.

"Oh! OMG!! ”

Professor McGonagall, who received Dumbledore's message, hurriedly ended the conversation with Hermione and hurried towards the dungeon. It's just that I remembered that I had another student who didn't know about the troll, so I rushed back.

It turned out that there was a large group of people gathered around the girls' bathroom. She had planned to admonish the students to hurry back to the dormitory, but as soon as she walked into the bathroom, she saw the scene in front of her.

"It's... This... What's going on? ”

"Melda !!" Professor McGonagall caught a glimpse of Melda, who was holding Hermione.

"What the hell is going on?"

"Professor, it's Hermione." Ron shuddered, "She defeated the troll alone. ”

"What?" Professor McGonagall looked at Hermione in shock, and quickly walked over and pulled her down to her side, groping up and down, as if to make sure he was not hurt.

"Professor, I'm fine." Hermione said with a blushing face.

"It's good that it's not hurt, it's good if it's not hurt." Professor McGonagall excitedly stroked Hermione's cheek and dusted her off.

His hands trembled a little, and even his tone of voice was a little crying.

The professor was rarely not angry, nor did he ask any other questions, she just kept bounce the ashes away from Hermione's somewhat torn robes.

"Oh my God."

As he spoke, Rocky went to the bathroom, along with Snape and the professors.

They watched in amazement at what was happening in front of them. And with the stories of the students around them, they understood what was going on here.

"That's amazing." Professor Dumbledore looked at Hermione in surprise.

Her palm stroked Hermione's messy hair, and for a moment, Hermione felt a warm breeze blow through her body.

When she looked at herself again, she would find that all the dust on her body had been washed away, the damage on her robe had become intact, and even the flames around her had been extinguished in an instant.

"It's been years since Hogwarts had seen such a good witch."

"Your courage and bravery in the face of danger are worthy of Gryffindor." Professor Dumbledore looked at Hermione and said in admiration.

"So, Gryffindor plus fifty points. It's the reward you deserve. ”

Professor Dumbledore nodded to Percy as he spoke, motioning for him to leave with his students.

"Alright, Gryffindors, come with me." Percy understood, and then asked loudly.

Hearing Percy's words, the crowd left the bathroom one by one.

Melda left the bathroom along with Hermione, Harry, and Ron.

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Nothing happened that night. Even the lion cubs, who often jump off, were surprisingly quiet last night.

It was clear that they were all frightened by Hermione's gesture in the flames. Such a shocking scene, I'm afraid it will take a long time for them to calm down.

But no matter what they thought, the last day of October was over.

November is here.

In the early morning, when the first rays of sunlight fell, it was surprising that the balcony was covered with snow.

The mountain that surrounded the school turned gray, and the black lake outside the castle froze, and Melda even saw students skating on the lake.

On a normal day, Merda would not have gotten up early in such weather. But today was different, it was Quidditch match, and it forced him to get up early in the morning to cheer on Gryffindor.

But there was someone who got up earlier than Melda, and that was Harley. Because just now Melda had seen through the window that Wood was leading the Gryffindor team to warm up.

And Hallie is among them, her flying posture is perfect, like a nimble swallow in the air, constantly making all kinds of professional movements.

It can be said that Hallie's current flying level is definitely stronger than her performance in the original book.

That's because when Wood was training Harley a few weeks ago, he had used her as a secret weapon. At that time, almost no one had seen Harley perform on the training ground. Until...

The young wizards who were punished for fighting and went to clean the prize room were surprised to find the James Potter trophy...

This led to the fact that almost all of the Hogwarts students knew that Harry's father was a good Seeker.

This information nearly destroyed Wood's plan to use Harley as a secret weapon.

The reason is simple, in this magical world where the theory of blood is still admired, everyone will think that if there is a father, there must be a son.

And Hallie is bound to be a rising star in the new generation of Quidditch.