"Huh?" Hermione's pale face suddenly turned red, and she looked at Bagir, "Two ships? When did you have a girlfriend? Are there two more?"
She took a step forward as if possessed, and her voice was so loud that it seemed like she was going to burst the water tank, "Is it Padma and Parvati?"
Ron and Harry's voices were drowned out by Hermione's high-pitched yells.
"You're not his girlfriend?"
"Could it be a misunderstanding?"
What and what!
He is still an innocent young man waiting to blossom!
Ding Zhen is not as real as him!
"In this world, I haven't found a girlfriend yet!" Bajir looked at Hermione without showing any signs of weakness. "Are you confused? If true, Parvati would have said, 'If she hadn't been in the way, Bajir would have been ours. Sister's?"
"Huh?" Hermione's height seemed to shrink.
Ron on the side finally understood the whole thing, "You're not because of me, but because of Parvati?"
Hermione snorted and rolled her eyes at Ron.
A stream of sweet spring water seemed to bubble up in her heart.
After she came to her senses, she realized that Bagir would rather embarrass himself in front of the girls' bathroom and give up the Halloween feast to come to her.
She must be special in Bagir's heart.
What's more, while waiting for the sorting, didn't the conversation between Bagir and Professor McGonagall prove everything?
Ron or something, his little offense is nothing!
So she stood on tiptoes excitedly and said in an almost singing way: "Shall we go back to the banquet?"
Bagir shook his head, "It's too late."
Hogwarts in his mind, Quirrell just suddenly appeared.
Quirrell didn't just apparate.
Only Bagir and Dumbledore have this authority in this castle.
But for the sake of office convenience, Dumbledore made a compromise.
Whitelisted Floo Network and added Hogwarts' magnetic field.
And Voldemort, or Quirrell.
I don’t know where I got the floo network permissions.
In the basement, in the room next to Snape's office, there was a private line.
But this line appears to be a one-off.
Then Quirrell emerged from the green flames carrying a brown suitcase.
Snape, who was squatting in Quirrell's office, sensed something was wrong and was about to go downstairs.
But it was too late.
The line was scrapped and the green flame went out.
The suitcase is also disposable.
After jumping through space, it exploded with crackling sounds.
Quirrell threw it out of the room just in time.
He sprinkled a ball of powder in Snape's office and then ran to the Great Hall on the first floor.
And in the corridor.
The suitcase was blown to pieces, leaving no trace behind.
Instead, there was a giant troll and a ten-foot-long club.
This is not rhetorical repetition.
But it's really too big.
Trolls are usually twelve feet tall and weigh over a ton. On top of the huge body is a small head as big as a coconut. Its legs are very thick, with large flat, thick, calloused feet underneath. Its arms are long and its body emits a disgusting stench.
According to different habitats, it is divided into three types: mountain troll, forest troll, and river troll.
What's in front of you is its granite-gray skin and bald head.
It is undoubtedly the most dangerous of the trolls - the mountain troll.
And it is much larger and stronger than the average mountain monster, standing sixteen feet tall and weighing at least more than three tons.
Compare it to the giant monster in the movie. That giant monster can only be regarded as a child of six or seven years old.
"Why is it too late?" Ron, who was not full yet, rubbed his belly in confusion.
"It told me that there is something dangerous in the basement." Bajir asked the devil's net to extend its tendrils and appeared in front of everyone. "My family has the ability to control and communicate with plants."
"But isn't the devil's net afraid of light?" Hermione said seriously, forgetting for a moment which compartment the tendril was extending from.
Now Quirrell has informed about the troll in the basement.
Dumbledore was arranging the students to retreat from the auditorium in an orderly manner, escorted by professors.
And this huge monster.
After leaving the box, he was sluggish for about a minute.
He picked up the wooden stick and smashed it into Snape's office next to him.
But fortunately, the castle was strong enough, and Snape himself knew that he was very unpleasant, so there was a lot of protective magic in the office.
Therefore, the slimy animal and plant specimens floating in colorful potions in hundreds of glass bottles on the dark shelves were preserved.
Then the troll followed the smell of food and climbed upstairs.
The aroma of delicious food in the auditorium was well overshadowed by the smell of kitchen leftovers hidden in the magic painting.
The Slytherin snakes also returned to the dormitory safely, just in time.
It's hard not to think that this was deliberately arranged by Voldemort.
The professors who came to the basement to look for traces of the troll happened to miss the troll.
They all thought that Snape was in the office, and the person who released the troll would definitely choose a place far away from the office.
At this time, the troll could not enter the auditorium due to his height, but he could see through his small head that there was no food inside.
Because the second-class 'food' in the toilet on the second floor - the smell given by Ollie, walked towards the second floor.
Love the moving staircase, nothing went wrong this time.
Delivered it safely.
At this time, Bagir had just finished explaining everything to Hermione.
Hermione's questions gave the troll time for this series of actions.
It's all such a coincidence.
Bagir checked the principal's office, and sure enough, Dumbledore turned on the prop called the fog condenser again and observed them in the girls' bathroom.
The silver mirror was also placed on the table.
Snape and other professors met in front of the cracked door of his office.
Quirrell was now facing the three-headed dog.
All of this appears in the smoke in the fog condenser.
Dumbledore's blue eyes were filled with curiosity.
He didn't pay attention to Quirrell, who was controlled by Voldemort, and cast spells one after another to attack the three-headed dog.
He didn't pay attention to Snape's gloomy face, which was being looked at strangely by his colleagues.
His eyes were all focused on Bajir's face that was similar to Grindelwald's, as well as the strange devil's net that had completely moved his 'body' out of the compartment.
"Bajir Granger, let me see what kind of power you have as a great wizard."
A voice also came from the silver mirror, "This boy is so unlucky to have your attention."
Dumbledore, you bastard!
In the bathroom, Bajir also shivered.
"What should we do?" Hermione began to recite the spell.
Ron regretted it very much, "If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have pestered Bajir with questions!"
Harry's nose twitched, "I smell it! It's like Dudley's smelly socks mixed with a dirty public toilet!"
Then, he shut his mouth.
Because, a low grunt and the sound of huge feet dragging on the ground were getting louder and louder.
Bagir directly pulled out the wand, and the [Dragon Knight] appeared.
He didn't panic, and even had time to complain in his heart, "Really, I was planning to use [Truth Appraiser] and the Killing Curse. It seems that I can only change the plan. The [Dragon Knight] with the troll's beard as the core of the staff, Maybe it’s more appropriate.”
