In the auditorium, there was a lively scene, today's Halloween feast was different, a group of children wearing animal masks appeared, and every time they met someone, they would hand out some candy.

There were even two lions who bought handfuls of candy and distributed them to the teachers one by one. And everyone could recognize from the red mane that it was Fred and George.

"Happy Halloween, Professor McGonagall."

Their creation was praised by Professor McGonagall, but they were asked if they were in the small business again, but the Weasley brothers wouldn't admit it, and quickly turned around and looked at Sprout happily.

"Happy Halloween, Professor Sprout."

"Happy Halloween, kids." Sprout smiled, "Thank you for the candy." ”

Basically every teacher was given candy for the twins, even Snape, although... At a glance, you can see that there are many fewer other teachers.

"Candy and Halloween..."

Snape grew up in a world of ordinary people, so he naturally knew the candy tradition. Thinking about it, he gently pinched a praline chocolate, his thoughts wandering a little.

It was in the first grade, in the hallways of the castle.

Which floor, which location, the layout around Halloween... It's all too vague.

But the red hair that was blown by the evening breeze outside the window, the eyes that were bent like the moon, the dimples...

"Severus, guess what's in my hand? If you guess correctly, I'll give it to you. ”

"It's not toffee, it's praline, but I'll give it to you."

"Happy Halloween."

He took a deep breath, and he didn't know why, during this time, all kinds of images from decades ago would always reverberate in front of him...

Boom ——!!!

The door to the Great Hall suddenly opened, and Professor Quirrell, with a purple scarf wrapped around his head, burst into the dining hall with a look of horror on his face. Suddenly, everyone's eyes were focused on him.

He gasped, looked at the guest of honor, and quickly gasped in horror: "Troll... In the basement classroom... Thought you should know. ”

With that, he fell headlong to the floor and passed out.

The dining room was in chaos and everyone panicked, Dumbledore got up and raised his wand, and several piercing fireworks exploded throughout the Great Hall.

"Prefect!" His voice was clearly amplified with a amplification spell, and it was loud and low.

"Bring the students of your academy to the dormitory immediately!"

Seeing that the chaotic order had finally recovered a bit, Dumbledore turned to look at Snape in the guest of honor and whispered.

"Severus."

Snape nodded imperceptibly, or he didn't respond at all, just stood up, and walked out briskly.

"Julius, please take Quirrell to the infirmary, he's obviously terrified." Dumbledore said.

"Okay." Flitwick jumped out of his chair and lifted his hand, his fingers flicking slightly, and Quirrell's whole body floated into the air and was carried towards the infirmary.

Dumbledore looked at the chaotic Great Hall and sighed, "What about Muen?" ”

……

The smell of smelly socks mixed with vomit permeated the wide hallway, and a twelve-foot-tall behemoth with dull skin and gray granite was running wildly.

His large, stupid body resembled a huge pile of mud with a small head like a cocoa bean on top of it. The short legs were as thick as tree stumps, and underneath them were flat, cocooned feet, and they dragged a stick larger than a man.

Suddenly, one of the two figures fleeing in front of him seemed to be too fast, his ankle twisted, and he fell to the ground.

"Hermione!" Harry shouted, and quickly turned around to help him up.

However, the huge mountain monster was already close at hand, and he raised a huge wooden club, as if carrying an incomparable power.

Then, it fell heavily.

"Yugadim Leviosa!!"

Boom ——!!

For a moment, it seemed that the entire castle shook, and on the side, Hermione, who had been pushed out by Harry after casting the levitation charm, slammed into the wall.

Fortunately, because of the levitation charm, she was not injured multiple times.

Harry quickly rolled over and looked at the hand that the troll was about to lift again, holding the huge wooden stick.

Just now, in that moment-

He seemed to see Hermione die before his eyes.

His entire face became expressionless, but the twitching facial muscles from time to time represented the unspeakable anger beneath him, and black flames seemed to ignite in his eyes.

His right hand reflexively reached his left waist, and he only listened to Zheng's body, and an incomparably sharp blue steel long sword appeared in his hand.

The next moment - boom!

Flames blaze on the sword, and spell enhancements born from the Cutting Charm act on the blade.

Thinking about it, the great sword fell heavily, and the flesh splattered, and a large piece of fishy flesh was ripped off the troll's arm.

A terrible roar resounded throughout the castle, and the ferocious furious instinct in the flesh was unleashed at this moment.

Harry's figure flashed, and he quickly led the troll in the other direction.

"Harry!" Hermione screamed in fear, and she stood up on her feet, raising her wand in her hand.

However, her mind was a mess, and the little spell she had learned could not come in handy at this moment.

Harry, on his part, looked at the troll that was roaring towards him, his robe shook in his left hand, and his wand appeared in his hand.

The next moment, the troll's unprovoked wail rang out.

The broken tissue fluid of the eyeball fell into the air, outlining the appearance of two awls.

"Not bad."

"Legs stiff and dead!!" Hermione found a spell that could be used here, only to see the troll's legs involuntarily retract inward.

However, it is still not enough. It wasn't enough to bring the troll down, his magic resistance was too high, and it only made him shake slightly.

And yet - enough is enough!!

"Yugadim Leviosa!"

Harry unleashed a levitation charm again, and his whole body became lighter, and he jumped high above the trolls, like a moonwalk.

"Petrify—" Hermione's spell quickly fell on the troll.

"Grow faster—"

Harry held his sword in both hands, and the moment he slashed at the troll, the entire sword became huge, and its gravitational potential energy was even more terrifying.

"Whoa!!"

Blood splattered all over Harry's body, warm and foul blood covering his face.

Around the corner, a panic sounded, and Draco's pale face was even more bloodless in the moonlight.

Then he saw the huge body that collapsed with a bang. and the figure stampling on the troll's massive body.

The troll that seemed to have collapsed did not affect the man's balance at all. No, it's not.

It should be said that he should have been standing there.

Step on your own prey.

Draco couldn't tell who it was, as his back was to the moonlight, which was as bright as a silver veil.

All he could see was a drop of blood falling from the falling sword.