Chapter 162 Professors’ Worries

The corner of Professor Sprout's mouth twitched, "Didn't you three troublemakers drag this person out?"

Summers was even more confused, "Professor, that's Harry Potter."

"Huh? This has nothing to do with who he is. I just want to know if you took the freshmen to fight trolls." Professor Sprout was really angry. "Do you know how dangerous this is? Do you have any You may be smashed into meat pies by the power of the troll! Do you want to imitate Barnabas the fool?"

The three of them looked at each other, and Stebbins reminded him in a low voice, "Professor, that's Harry Potter."

"..." Professor Sprout covered his face, feeling that there was a generation gap between himself and his students.

Robert laughed out loud and spoke before the professor got angry, "Professor, what we mean is that Harry Potter is a celebrity in the entire school. He has been receiving various invitations since he entered school, but he and we are not as good as you think." We are so familiar with each other. Our relationship with him is not to the extent that we can ask someone out with just one sentence, so he obviously ran out on his own. However, this involves Mr. Potter's privacy, which makes it difficult for us. Ask more. What’s more.”

He kicked the giant monster at his feet and said, "Although this thing is extremely weak, its huge size and strength are also very intimidating to new students, right? How could any new student agree to be with us?" Fighting trolls. And you know that." Robert shrugged, "We prefer fighting with people, fighting monsters is not within our scope of consideration."

Professor Sprout glared at him, "Kid, these are XXXX level magical creatures! Don't just learn magic spells for two years and think you can deal with them easily! You must know that although they are stupid, they have successfully attacked countless wizards , including adult wizards! Also! It’s wrong to fight with people! You three, shovel dragon dung for me when you go back!"

The three of them hurriedly learned the lesson, acting well-behaved and sensible, which made Professor Sprout roll his eyes.

This is definitely the most naughty Hufflepuff she has ever led!

At this time, the stupid Harry and Ron were sweating profusely explaining to the professor what they had experienced tonight, but it was obvious that they could not explain the reason why the two people appeared in the corridor on the second floor.

"If you can't explain why you appeared there, I can only assume that you were forcibly abducted. I will explain this to your parents or guardians and ask them to come." Professor McGonagall said. He threatened, "Or I'll ask those third graders."

The two little ones were almost frightened and didn't understand why they were called parents just for running around in the castle.

Professor McGonagall knew that they were hiding something from her, but she wanted the two brats to tell them themselves. As for them, they seemed to be quite frightened?

snort.

Professor McGonagall gritted her teeth and thought about her previous worries. She really wanted to slap their butts!

He actually followed the third graders to find the troll!

"Professor, have you seen Cedric?" Professor McGonagall suddenly heard Robert asking from the side and frowned, "Why, you still went to look for him separately?"

"???" Robert looked confused, "What are you looking for, Professor?"

"Go find the troll!" Professor McGonagall was almost going crazy. "Do you know how dangerous that is?!"

Stebbins asked weakly, "But what are we going to do to find the troll..."

Professor Snape, who slipped in at some point, said with a gloomy face, "Maybe it's to show off in front of other students. Being able to defeat the troll must make you feel very honored, right, Stebbins?"

Mr. Honey Badger was immediately frightened. He lowered his head, but still said weakly, "But... if you want glory, shouldn't you defeat the fire dragon?"

Professor Snape shouted angrily, "Enough! School is not a place for you to show off! Do you know what you have done?!"

"I know!" Robert nodded, "We went to find the roommate who was sending his girlfriend back to bed, and on the way, we rescued a junior student who was attacked by a troll." After saying that, he looked at several professors with a curious look on his face, "What's the matter? Isn’t it right?”

Professor McGonagall took a deep breath and softened her tone, "No, Mr. Leslie, you are right to lend a helping hand to the juniors, but at least one student should come to inform the professor, I, we will be very careful." Are you worried?"

Robert laughed dryly and admitted his mistake obediently, "I'm sorry, Professor McGonagall, Professor Sprout, Professor Dumbledore, Professor Snape, uh, and Professor Quirrell, for making you worry. Ah, by the way, Pang Mrs. Frey, I’ve caused you trouble again.”

Principal Dumbledore's expression was no longer as serious as at the beginning. He winked playfully, as if to say, well done. Fortunately, Professor McGonagall's back was turned to him, otherwise the principal would have been locked up in the principal's office and given a lecture by Professor McGonagall.

Professor McGonagall patted them on the shoulders and said nothing. As for Professor Sprout, well, Robert didn't dare to look at her. He felt that on the way back to the common room, the professor would tell them severely how amazing she was. Worry! Hiss, I feel like I won’t be able to save my ears again tonight!

Madam Pomfrey twitched the corners of her mouth, and finally sighed, feeling that her crow's feet, forehead, and nasolabial folds were about to increase again.

Professor Quirrell wiped his tears quietly, looking like he was at a loss after being respected. Considering that behind his head was the Great Demon Lord Voldemort, Robert felt goosebumps falling down layer by layer on his body.

As for Professor Snape, he was pouting with an expression like "How could I worry about you idiot? You'd better be killed by the troll."

Well, Robert just thinks he is a tsundere.

Just when the atmosphere in the school hospital improved, Hermione and Truman panted heavily and appeared at the door of the school hospital one after another.

Hermione's voice sounded, "Mrs. Pomfrey, have you seen Professor McGonagall? We found a troll... Huh? Professor, why are you all here?"

The little loli looked confused, feeling that her night run at Hogwarts Castle was completely in vain.

Robert kept slapping his mouth, thinking, "What speed are you doing? Let's solve the problem and hold a criticism meeting here, okay?"

No, that's not right.

The criticism meeting has ended, so is this a tea party after the criticism meeting?

Truman continued to talk while panting, "We went around the offices of Professor McGonagall, Professor Snape, Professor Quirrell, and Professor Flitwick, but couldn't find anyone, so we came to the campus hospital. If we still couldn't find anyone, When someone arrives, we are going to guard the door of the principal's office..."

Robert endured it, but he couldn't hold it back and laughed out loud, "You guys run really fast..."

It just turned out to be a bit embarrassing.