Chapter 66
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Yun Yin Shen
Chapter 66
As Professor Quirrell fell to the ground and passed out, the restaurant was in a mess. Professor Dumbledore had to make the wand make a harsh fireworks explosion, and everyone was quiet.
The prefects led the students from their colleges back to the dormitory, and the professors present went to the underground classroom that Quirrell said to check for traces of the troll. The professor who knew the inside story wondered why the troll would 'riot'?
Harry and Ron followed Percy, following the Gryffindor crowd, towards the eighth floor.
"Why did Professor Dumbledore and other professors go outside, didn't they say that the troll was in the underground classroom?" Harry, Ron was suspicious when he saw only a few professors rushing to the underground classroom.
Harry reacted when they bumped into the Hufflepuffs.
"Hermione and McGuffin don't know about the troll yet."
The two of them hurried back into the Hufflepuff crowd and slipped down the corridor to the ladies' room.
……
Malfoy waited until there was finally a sound outside, then staggered out of the cabinet.
He saw the students rushing out of the restaurant, and some of the professors were patrolling the dormitory corridors of various colleges, trying to rule out the possibility of the students encountering trolls.The other part followed Dumbledore and hurried out of the gate.
Only then did he realize that when he was in the closet—the two heavy oak doors in the hall had been completely opened.
The air could still smell the stench vaguely.
Malfoy took advantage of the confusion to hide in the Slytherin crowd and find Goyle and Crabbe.
After some understanding, Malfoy knew—a troll broke into Hogwarts, and the Halloween banquet ended early.
He asked about Professor Snape's whereabouts. ——wanted to tell Snape that it was possible that Professor Quirrell had directed the trolls into Hogwarts.
——Without the instructor, the MacGuffin Duel Contest is lost.Besides, he was not at the banquet tonight. If possible, it would be great to expel McGuffin as well.
After knowing that Professor Snape was in the dining room.
Malfoy struggled to push his way against the flow of people and into the gradually empty restaurant.
There were only two professors, Professor Quirrell and Professor Snape, on the rostrum.
Quirrell slumped in a chair, he had come to himself.
Professor Snape stood beside him, holding a wand in one hand, and lifting a crystal glass bottle with the other, which contained a small half of a viscous solution, the color of which was like cream.
He poured two or three drops into the goblet of red wine.
"This is [white juice/stimulant] made from dried black-framed toad and moon sleep grass. Add a little to the wine, and you will feel much better after drinking it." Snape said coldly.
Soon the originally purple wine gradually turned white.
Snape picked up the wine glass and shook it three times, the white gradually turned into a transparent liquid again.
"Okay, remember to take small sips, or you won't be able to sleep at all in the next few days."
He impatiently handed the strange drink to Professor Quirrell, and turned to look at Malfoy who was trotting over.
"Draco Malfoy, what are you doing here now? Do you think you will have the luck of escaping the closed punishment of the Forbidden Forest last time? Do you want me...?"
Professor Snape's expression was very bad.
Malfoy looked at the gazes of the two professors, especially at Professor Quirrell's crooked purple scarf for some reason, with horror in his heart.
He couldn't utter a single word he wanted to testify against Quirrell's professor.
"Snape—professor, professor, I saw outside—someone put the troll in. . . . " Malfoy stammered out of fear.
"What, what-what?"
"What did you see? Say."
Snape's face changed greatly after hearing this, and at the same time, Quirrell's sharp and piercing trill sounded.
Malfoy was taken aback.
He only told half of his experience.
At this moment, the wand in Snape's hand glowed red, and a pinch of black flame emerged from the tip.
Malfoy immediately became nervous when he saw Professor Snape, and he glanced at Quirrell with an indescribable look.
And Professor Quirrell didn't seem to notice Professor Snape's eyes.
"Professor Quirrell, if you should be able to join Professor Dumbledore. See what happened in the corridor under the dungeon? After all, you can communicate with those big fools with the language of trolls." Snape ordered Professor Quirrell coldly.
After Professor Quirrell left, Snape asked Malfoy to follow him.
"Come with me, tell me the rest of your experience!"
They hurried down the hall and up the marble staircase.
Malfoy didn't know where they wanted to go.
On the way, Snape asked him about his impression of the bald man.
After pressing Malfoy again and again, he told Snape his guess.
"I saw that man looked a bit like Professor Quirrell!"
Professor Snape didn't react when he heard it, he stopped and looked into Malfoy's eyes for a long time.It seems that the news is as usual as 'what did you eat this morning'.
Then he drove Malfoy back to Slytherin: "Okay, you go back to the dormitory quickly, don't tell anyone what happened tonight, I will ask you to confirm."
"If you let me know that other students know what happened tonight, you will know the consequences!"
With a final threat, Snape hurried to the fourth floor.
Malfoy left angrily, not daring to say anything more.
He was about to go back to the Slytherin dormitory and went down the stairs when he saw two furtive figures slipping down the corridor.
This caught his attention.
Malfoy followed Harry and Ron - to see what the hell they were up to, and to find a chance to take Harry and them together if possible.
Little did Harry and Ron know that a little tail was following behind them.
Instead, he lowered his voice and discussed the scene he had just seen.
"What is he doing? What the hell is Malfoy doing behind Snape's back?"
"Why didn't Snape, with the other teachers, go to the dungeons? Or patrol the corridors of the four houses?"
Harry asked in a low voice.
"How would I know!" Ron raised his hand to signal Harry to stop, "Do you smell something?"
"What's the smell, I don't have anything... Evil!"
Harry suddenly smelled a foul smell.
……
McGuffin was shivering in the ladies' bathroom with Hermione.
The fear in his heart was not from the approaching trolls outside.
But because-
"Who the hell...can tell me why there is a cloud of black smoke floating behind the troll's head."
(Hermione and McGuffin see the troll together in the hallway, but she can't see the smoke.)
(As soon as he saw the black smoke and the very familiar feeling of fear that this thing brought him, McGuffin knew who the other party was - the doggy Voldemort still didn't let him go!)
(End of this chapter)
As Professor Quirrell fell to the ground and passed out, the restaurant was in a mess. Professor Dumbledore had to make the wand make a harsh fireworks explosion, and everyone was quiet.
The prefects led the students from their colleges back to the dormitory, and the professors present went to the underground classroom that Quirrell said to check for traces of the troll. The professor who knew the inside story wondered why the troll would 'riot'?
Harry and Ron followed Percy, following the Gryffindor crowd, towards the eighth floor.
"Why did Professor Dumbledore and other professors go outside, didn't they say that the troll was in the underground classroom?" Harry, Ron was suspicious when he saw only a few professors rushing to the underground classroom.
Harry reacted when they bumped into the Hufflepuffs.
"Hermione and McGuffin don't know about the troll yet."
The two of them hurried back into the Hufflepuff crowd and slipped down the corridor to the ladies' room.
……
Malfoy waited until there was finally a sound outside, then staggered out of the cabinet.
He saw the students rushing out of the restaurant, and some of the professors were patrolling the dormitory corridors of various colleges, trying to rule out the possibility of the students encountering trolls.The other part followed Dumbledore and hurried out of the gate.
Only then did he realize that when he was in the closet—the two heavy oak doors in the hall had been completely opened.
The air could still smell the stench vaguely.
Malfoy took advantage of the confusion to hide in the Slytherin crowd and find Goyle and Crabbe.
After some understanding, Malfoy knew—a troll broke into Hogwarts, and the Halloween banquet ended early.
He asked about Professor Snape's whereabouts. ——wanted to tell Snape that it was possible that Professor Quirrell had directed the trolls into Hogwarts.
——Without the instructor, the MacGuffin Duel Contest is lost.Besides, he was not at the banquet tonight. If possible, it would be great to expel McGuffin as well.
After knowing that Professor Snape was in the dining room.
Malfoy struggled to push his way against the flow of people and into the gradually empty restaurant.
There were only two professors, Professor Quirrell and Professor Snape, on the rostrum.
Quirrell slumped in a chair, he had come to himself.
Professor Snape stood beside him, holding a wand in one hand, and lifting a crystal glass bottle with the other, which contained a small half of a viscous solution, the color of which was like cream.
He poured two or three drops into the goblet of red wine.
"This is [white juice/stimulant] made from dried black-framed toad and moon sleep grass. Add a little to the wine, and you will feel much better after drinking it." Snape said coldly.
Soon the originally purple wine gradually turned white.
Snape picked up the wine glass and shook it three times, the white gradually turned into a transparent liquid again.
"Okay, remember to take small sips, or you won't be able to sleep at all in the next few days."
He impatiently handed the strange drink to Professor Quirrell, and turned to look at Malfoy who was trotting over.
"Draco Malfoy, what are you doing here now? Do you think you will have the luck of escaping the closed punishment of the Forbidden Forest last time? Do you want me...?"
Professor Snape's expression was very bad.
Malfoy looked at the gazes of the two professors, especially at Professor Quirrell's crooked purple scarf for some reason, with horror in his heart.
He couldn't utter a single word he wanted to testify against Quirrell's professor.
"Snape—professor, professor, I saw outside—someone put the troll in. . . . " Malfoy stammered out of fear.
"What, what-what?"
"What did you see? Say."
Snape's face changed greatly after hearing this, and at the same time, Quirrell's sharp and piercing trill sounded.
Malfoy was taken aback.
He only told half of his experience.
At this moment, the wand in Snape's hand glowed red, and a pinch of black flame emerged from the tip.
Malfoy immediately became nervous when he saw Professor Snape, and he glanced at Quirrell with an indescribable look.
And Professor Quirrell didn't seem to notice Professor Snape's eyes.
"Professor Quirrell, if you should be able to join Professor Dumbledore. See what happened in the corridor under the dungeon? After all, you can communicate with those big fools with the language of trolls." Snape ordered Professor Quirrell coldly.
After Professor Quirrell left, Snape asked Malfoy to follow him.
"Come with me, tell me the rest of your experience!"
They hurried down the hall and up the marble staircase.
Malfoy didn't know where they wanted to go.
On the way, Snape asked him about his impression of the bald man.
After pressing Malfoy again and again, he told Snape his guess.
"I saw that man looked a bit like Professor Quirrell!"
Professor Snape didn't react when he heard it, he stopped and looked into Malfoy's eyes for a long time.It seems that the news is as usual as 'what did you eat this morning'.
Then he drove Malfoy back to Slytherin: "Okay, you go back to the dormitory quickly, don't tell anyone what happened tonight, I will ask you to confirm."
"If you let me know that other students know what happened tonight, you will know the consequences!"
With a final threat, Snape hurried to the fourth floor.
Malfoy left angrily, not daring to say anything more.
He was about to go back to the Slytherin dormitory and went down the stairs when he saw two furtive figures slipping down the corridor.
This caught his attention.
Malfoy followed Harry and Ron - to see what the hell they were up to, and to find a chance to take Harry and them together if possible.
Little did Harry and Ron know that a little tail was following behind them.
Instead, he lowered his voice and discussed the scene he had just seen.
"What is he doing? What the hell is Malfoy doing behind Snape's back?"
"Why didn't Snape, with the other teachers, go to the dungeons? Or patrol the corridors of the four houses?"
Harry asked in a low voice.
"How would I know!" Ron raised his hand to signal Harry to stop, "Do you smell something?"
"What's the smell, I don't have anything... Evil!"
Harry suddenly smelled a foul smell.
……
McGuffin was shivering in the ladies' bathroom with Hermione.
The fear in his heart was not from the approaching trolls outside.
But because-
"Who the hell...can tell me why there is a cloud of black smoke floating behind the troll's head."
(Hermione and McGuffin see the troll together in the hallway, but she can't see the smoke.)
(As soon as he saw the black smoke and the very familiar feeling of fear that this thing brought him, McGuffin knew who the other party was - the doggy Voldemort still didn't let him go!)
(End of this chapter)
