Chapter 29: The Giant Monster Is Out. I Didn't Expect You to Have This Habit.

As night fell, all the students came to the hall to attend the Halloween Eve banquet.

Tonight, the school specially made the ceiling into a Halloween feature. Looking up, you can see low dark clouds slowly cruising in the dark purple light, and silver lightning flashing in the sky from time to time.

The candles originally hanging in the hall were also covered with a layer of pumpkins, and the flames inside kept swaying, adding a touch of festive color to the hall.

Of course, this is not the main point. The main thing is that the richness of today's dinner is comparable to that at the beginning of the school year.

Everyone enjoyed the food with relish, and the atmosphere was quite cheerful.

At this time, Aaron noticed that Hermione was not on the long table of Gryffindor, and he couldn't help but frowned.

"Aaron, what's wrong with you? Are you okay?" Draco asked.

"It's okay!" Aaron responded, then walked to Harry's side and whispered, "Why didn't Hermione come?"

"I don't know, she didn't come to class this afternoon!"

"I know!" Neville, who was sitting next to him, raised his hand and said, "Bati said she refused to come out of the toilet, and said Hermione hid in it crying all afternoon."

Aaron was stunned, and looked at Ron, who was eating happily, with some dissatisfaction, "Is it so difficult to ask you to apologize? Even if you don't apologize, can't you comfort her?"

Ron shrugged helplessly, indicating that he didn't expect Hermione to be so fragile.

At this time, the door was suddenly pushed open, and Professor Quirrell ran in, shouting in panic while running, "Troll, in the basement.

There is a troll in the basement."

The two sentences attracted everyone's attention, and the students and teachers looked at him blankly, without reacting.

"Do you know?" Professor Quirrell's voice lowered, and then his body softened and fainted.

The students looked at the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor lying on the ground, and their hearts were instantly filled with panic. They couldn't help but scream, even the senior students were no exception.

That was a troll, a magical creature that even adult wizards might not be able to deal with.

With such a troll roaming uncontrollably in the school, it meant that their lives and safety could be threatened at any time. It would be a lie to say that they were not afraid.

"Silence!" Dumbledore stood up from the main seat, and the students who were about to run outside stopped one after another.

It must be said that the most powerful white magician of this century is still very prestigious. Two words calmed everyone down.

"Please don't panic, don't panic.

Now, prefects, take the students of your respective colleges back to their respective dormitories.

Teachers, come with me to the basement."

As soon as the voice fell, order was restored instantly, and the prefects of each college also stood up and organized the students to line up and leave in an orderly manner.

The teachers looked serious and followed Dumbledore to the basement.

Snape rolled his eyes and walked quickly towards the side door while no one was paying attention.

But when he was about to arrive, a white figure blocked his way.

"Get out of the way!" Snape glared at Abe and walked forward quickly.

"Professor Snape, where are you going?"

Snape turned around and saw Aaron, helpless and anxious, "This has nothing to do with you, go back to your dormitory, that's where you should go now."

"No... It should have something to do with me at this time." Aaron said seriously.

"Are you kidding?" Snape's face sank. "I'm warning you for the last time, don't get in the way."

"I'm not getting in the way." Aaron picked up Abe slowly and said in a deep voice, "Remember what you promised me? Help me unconditionally before the end of this semester."

Snape was stunned for a moment, and after hesitating for a moment, he said, "Does it have to be now? I'm really in a hurry."

Aaron nodded affirmatively, and then said, "I don't know how big your matter is, but Principal Dumbledore is not worried, so why should you care, but my matter is really urgent."

This sentence seemed to wake up Snape, and the anxiety on his face faded a little.

That's right! That thing is extremely important, and Dumbledore knows its value better than anyone else.

If something really happened, the old guy would definitely be more anxious than himself, but he is so calm now, which clearly shows that he is confident enough to ensure that there will be no mistakes with that thing, at least not now.

"Okay! Mr. Gaius.

What do you want me to do for you?"

Aaron breathed a sigh of relief and said with an embarrassed smile: "I wonder if you are interested in going to the women's restroom with me, Professor?"

"Hmm?" A strange smile appeared on Snape's icy face, and his mouth twitched. "I may have heard it wrong. What place did you say just now? The women's restroom?

I really didn't expect that you actually have such a weird habit... Is it really appropriate for me to know about this? Or is it really appropriate for you to waste this opportunity?

You should know how important a favor from a potion master is. To be honest, as long as the materials are sufficient, I can even help you prepare a bottle of Felixir.

And your family should not be short of these materials. "

Hearing this, Aaron became more and more embarrassed, "Don't get me wrong, we have Felixir in our family, no, I'm not a pervert.

It's like this, Hermione Granger doesn't know the news that the troll has escaped, she should be in the bathroom now.

Sometimes it's better to be safe than sorry.

With my current ability, I'm not sure enough to defeat the troll, but you can definitely do it.

So, I can only ask you for help. "

Snape looked at Aaron deeply, not knowing what he was thinking, and finally sighed, "Let's go! "

Aaron nodded and led the way.

On the other side, Harry, who was following his class leader Percy to the dormitory, suddenly thought of Hermione's situation. He persuaded his good friend Ron with a few words and successfully avoided Percy's sight by mixing in the crowd.

Then, the two quickened their pace and rushed to the corridor on one side, intending to find and inform Hermione that there was a troll.

In this way, the two groups of people ran to the women's toilet with the same purpose.

Aaron and Snape were closer, arrived first, and were very lucky to find a behemoth that was three or four meters tall.

The troll looked stupid, with bubbles coming out of its nose, and gray-green On its pale body were two torn clothes that could not be torn any more, which looked particularly eye-catching.

It held a thick wooden stick in its hand and dragged it slowly forward.

An indescribable stench emanated from its body, and even two people could smell it even if they were more than ten meters apart.

If I had to describe it, it would be the smell of decades of stinky socks, decades of rotten clothes, and decades of swill mixed together.

In short, it was not just disgusting, even Abe buried his nose under the clothes.

With its extremely sensitive sense of smell, it felt that it had suffered great harm.

"Ugh~ It can't be such a coincidence!" Aaron smiled bitterly. Why did this giant monster go to the women's bathroom when there were no other places to go.

"It turns out that it was such a coincidence." Snape said with a gloomy face. He was now somewhat glad that he followed Aaron here, otherwise there might be a murder case in Hogwarts.

"Professor, it's finally time for you to show your skills.

Go! Snape Severus, let me see the strength of the headmaster of Slytherin. "

Snape:......

"Hearing you say that, I always feel weird."

"It's time now, don't worry about it.

Anyway, professor, if you are a few seconds slower, the troll will go into the women's bathroom.

If we want to save people at that time, we will have to change the battlefield.

Of course, if nothing unexpected happens, I will definitely not go into the women's bathroom to hinder your heroic battle. "

Snape snorted, then glared at Aaron, pulled out his wand, "Fall!"

A pale white light shot out from the tip of the wand and hit the troll's head.

A spell made the troll, whose IQ was not high, see stars, but after staggering a few times, it did not fall to the ground, but its steps became weak and it was staggering when walking.

This attack also attracted the attention of the troll, and it turned around and walked towards Snape and Aaron in anger.

"Professor! "Aaron pulled out his black wand and said with some disappointment: "I can do this level.

Can you do it? If not, I will lead it away first, and you take the opportunity to go over and rescue the people. "

"Shut up." Snape said in a low voice, "Although this guy has a certain magic resistance, it is only at the level of a high-level magician.

In addition, it has almost no IQ. You can deal with it if you are careful, let alone me!

But it is the property of the school. If it is not necessary, it is better to capture it alive. "

At this time, the troll also walked up to the two of them, and without saying a word, he waved the wooden stick in his hand and smashed it at the two of them.

"Petrified!"

Snape and Aaron waved their wands at the same time, and two rays of light, one white and one blue, repelled the troll.

"Fall to the ground! "

Just as it was about to stand up, two more spells were shot at its little head.

This time, the giant monster's magic resistance finally couldn't hold up, its eyeballs rolled twice, and it fell to the ground in a daze.