Hogwarts: The Dark Lord? No! Call Me Satan

night

The Great Hall of Hogwarts Castle is decorated with all sorts of Halloween-related decorations.

A thousand bats fluttered across the walls and ceiling.

A thousand more hovered over the dining table like low black clouds, making the candle flames flicker in the pumpkin belly.

The golden plates on the long table were filled with more abundant food than usual.

Just like a dinner party at the beginning of school.

"Ronald, have you seen Hermione? I haven't seen her all afternoon." Harry sat at the long table in Gryffindor.

"I heard Patil tell her friend that Hermione cried all afternoon in the women's bathroom in the basement."

"Oh, who cares about that bastard." Ronald was munching on the pie: "She always likes to lecture others, didn't you notice?"

"She doesn't have any friends."

"Everyone can't stand her."

"But we're from the same academy..." Harry frowned slightly.

"There are too many people in the same academy as us, is it possible that I want everyone to please and accommodate?"

Ronald still doesn't care.

At this moment, the gate of the castle suddenly opened.

Professor Quirrell ran in from outside in a panic.

"Oh, troll, it's... in the dungeon... I thought you should know."

After speaking, Quirrell fell directly to the floor and passed out.

As soon as I heard there was a troll.

There was an immediate commotion in the hall, and the little wizards looked terrified.

Only the little snakes of Slytherin remained calm and sat in their respective positions.

Subconsciously looked towards the center of the long table.

It's a pity that the person they admire the most is not in the auditorium.

"quiet!"

Professor Dumbledore had to make several piercing pyrotechnic explosions from the tip of his wand.

Only then did the hall quiet down.

"Prefects, lead the students of your respective students back to the dormitory, right now..."

Leaving a word, Dumbledore took a deep look at the unconscious post.

Just set off directly to the underground classroom he said.

"The students of Gryffindor come with me..." Seeing this, Percy hurriedly got up and beckoned the cubs to follow him back to the dormitory.

"Wait, Ronald, we can't go back like this!" Harry Potter was about to leave when something suddenly sounded.

"Hermione's still in the basement bathroom, she doesn't know about the troll yet."

"We have to inform her!"

"Do you have to do this?" Ronald froze for a moment: "Oh, well, I hope Percy doesn't find out."

at the same time

In the basement bathroom.

The little witch, Hermione Granger, was crouching on the ground with her head in her arms and weeping sadly.

In the afternoon there is only a Charms class at 270.

The content of Professor Flitwick's lectures is still the floating spell, and there are already many young gangsters who have used this magic skillfully.

Let the feathers float.

But Ronald, who was sitting behind her, still couldn't cast the spell accurately.

The little witch kindly pointed out Ronald's mistakes.

In the end, he was yelled at by Ronald, and Hermione walked behind after class and heard Ronald saying some nasty things to Harry Potter.

Says she doesn't have any friends in Gryffindor.

This frustrates the little witch.

In the two months since the beginning of the season, she has been working hard to score points and try to win the House Cup for Gryffindor.

But the people around me don't seem to care about it.

The feeling of being at odds with Gryffindor grew stronger.

There were times when Hermione thought that if she had been assigned to Slytherin, or even Ravenclaw, she wouldn't be so bored.

She cried in the bathroom for half an afternoon, but no one came to look for her.

Undoubtedly verified Ronald's previous words.

Hermione felt like she really didn't have any friends.

"Oh, let's see, who is this~"

Just when Hermione was sad, a familiar voice suddenly appeared in front of her.

The little witch rubbed her face, raised her head with tears in her eyes.

Just in time to see the scene where the bear boy came out of the portal, with Phoenix Fox on his shoulder.

"Kyle!"

"How did you come?"

"If I don't come, my Miss Granger will cry into little tears." Kyle handed the little witch a piece of paper.

"Who is yours..." the little witch muttered, her face flushed.

However, most of the sadness in my heart was diluted at once.

anyway...

She has Kyle too!

Who says you don't have any friends!

"To be honest, I didn't expect anyone to care so much about what other people think!"

"Crying for half the afternoon because of someone else's words!" Kyle shrugged.

"Ah? You already know..."

"certainly!"

Kyle is familiar with the plot, how could he not know what happened on Halloween night...

It's just that there are many things that others say are useless.

Could it be that Kyle should come over early and tell Hermione not to care about other people's opinions?

Lessons can only be learned by experience.

"I just kindly wanted to remind him that I don't know what I did wrong."

"Obviously I worked very hard to add points to the academy, but they deducted points (ciff) but didn't care at all.

The little witch was aroused by her grievances, and began to sob again.

"No, you were wrong from the start." Kyle shook his head.

Seeing the little witch looking up at herself suspiciously, she continued.

"Remember what you came to Hogwarts for?"

"To help classmates? Or to help your academy win the Academy Cup?"

"No, I suppose it's for study?"

"In order to learn this mysterious magic that is full of wonderful charm..."

"So, why should you care about others, just do your own business.

"You mean I shouldn't meddle in my own business? But I..." The little witch opened her mouth...

Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Kyle's pat on the head.

"Of course, I like the kind Miss Granger, but if the price of this kindness is to hurt you, I would rather you be more selfish.

"We are not saviors, the savior people know is Potter Sleep!"

Hermione's heart beat faster at Kyle's words.

"Tell me about my great-grandfather. He lived to be more than a hundred years old. Do you know what the secret is?"

Seeing the effect, Xiongzi decided to add another fire and serve a bowl of poisonous chicken soup.

But I didn't want the little witch to look puzzled after hearing this.

"Um, Kyle, I remember they said, you are an orphan, do you still remember your great-grandfather?"

Kyle:

"Well, it's not important. What's important is the mystery of my great-grandfather's longevity, all because he never meddles in other people's business."

"In fact, when you master two sentences proficiently, you will find that 90% of your life's troubles are gone.

"Which two sentences are they?"

"It's none of your shit, and it's my shit..."

The bear boy shrugged.

At this time, there was a sound of heavy footsteps outside the washroom.

It was so heavy that even the ground began to tremble slightly.

"Look, trouble is coming!"

"You cried for half an afternoon in the bathroom because of someone else's words."

"Not only did no one come to comfort you, but they put you in danger!"

While talking, the owner of the voice also walked to the door of the bathroom.

A strong body more than five meters high exudes a stench.

He also carried a huge stick in his hand.

It was the troll that Professor Quirrell was talking about.

The troll walked to the door of the bathroom, and when he saw the two little wizards inside, he immediately showed excited eyes.

Quirrell hadn't fed him for three full days in order to ensure that he would cause enough commotion at Hogwarts.

"Kyle, watch out, it's a troll!"

The knowledgeable little witch immediately recognized the troll's identity, let out a cry of surprise, and subconsciously hugged your shoulder.

Trembling with tension...

This time it was really tense, unlike Pansy's time.

"It's okay." Kyle patted the little witch's shoulder to reassure her: "It's just a small trouble.

"But before I get rid of this trouble, I hope you can think about whether it's worth it.

"For an insignificant person, let the person who really cares about you be frightened!"

After speaking, Kyle looked at the troll who was walking towards him.

The mountain troll was excited about finding food, but Kyle couldn't be more excited about having a good target for experimenting with magic.

The troll raised the big stick in his hand and threw it at Kyle.

Kyle signaled the little witch to let go of her shoulders first, and then went up to meet her.

Under Hermione's horrified gaze, she drew a circle directly in front of her.

A circle of light with a diameter of four or five meters appeared directly between him and the troll.

The troll wielding the stick didn't have time to react, and even the stick and its arms stretched directly into the portal.

Just at this moment, Kyle closed the portal again.

The troll's arm was broken at the root, and blood sprayed all over the ground.

The bear kid was also prepared for this.

A total protection directly prevented him and the little witch from being sprayed with blood from the troll.

"Aw~!"

A miserable scream sounded.

Hermione, who was behind Kyle, was about to lose her ability to think when she saw this scene.

The five-meter-tall giant and Kyle, who is more than one meter tall, formed a stark contrast.

This 5X level dangerous magical animal.

Even ordinary adult wizards have to take a detour when they see it.

Can't afford it!

I can't afford it!

But Kyle lightly used a magic that he had never seen before, and severely damaged the troll in just a few breaths.

Not even a little blood on himself.

At this moment, in the heart of the little witch, Kyle is like a god descending from the earth, the kind whose body glows.

She will never forget it in her life.

On a certain Halloween, when she cried sadly for a word of an unimportant person, and even encountered danger.

It was Kyle who stood in front of her and shielded her from all danger.

"The effect is not bad!" The bear boy used Karma Taj's magic for the first time in actual combat.

The effect was better than he had imagined.

This kind of portal seems to only have the function of teleportation, but it is used well...

It is completely equivalent to "Blade of Space"!

Who can stop the cutting of space?

As for where you say the troll's broken arm is...

It's not important, let's talk after we finish!

The experiment is over, the first magic, Kyle started the second magic again!

Stretch out your hands, and two more golden discs are carved on your hands.

Ring of Raggador!

"Fox!" a light drink.

Fox, standing on Kyle's shoulder, understood immediately.

The crisp sound of "啪!" is directly used

Its innate magic "Apparition" brought Kyle to the troll's head in a teleportation.

At this moment, the troll was lowering his head and howling.

The "Ring of Raggador" stands up!

Without the slightest pause, he directly decapitated the giant monster's head.

The huge head fell to the ground and rolled several times, until the simple mind of the dead giant couldn't figure it out.

Why is this little guy so powerful?

Until then, Harry and Ronald rushed over anxiously.

As a result, as soon as they entered the door, they saw blood all over the ground, and the giant monster's head that happened to roll to the feet of the two people.

"vomit!"

Ronald threw up on the spot.

Harry was also pale.

This scene is really too bloody.

There was blood on the walls, the floor and even the ceiling.

The stench is mixed with the smell of blood.

And that troll head with those goggle-eyed eyes

"Kyle, did you do this?"

Harry looked at Kyle in disbelief who wasn't even a mess.

It was as if killing a giant monster was trivial to him.

This is too powerful, right?

【Ding! Shock emotion detected!】

[Ding! The treasure chest is being drawn for the host!]

【Ding! Congratulations to the host for getting a golden treasure chest!】

"Yeah!" Kyle nodded, then looked at Ronald who was still vomiting.

"Mr. Weasley, I don't expect you to understand what is kind and what is malicious. y

"Actually, I'm not interested in teaching you the principles of life, but what I want to say is..."

"If there is another time, you will definitely not want to see that result..."

After speaking, he snapped his fingers.

A green light flew directly past Ronald's nose.

Killing Curse!

Ronald was paralyzed by fright, sitting next to the giant monster's head trembling.

A first-year little wizard, where has he seen such a terrifying black circle technique?

That is one of the three unforgivable curses!

After the smell of blood, the smell...

There is another urine smell in the bathroom!

"Oh, Kyle, I'm so sorry...." Harry knew that Kyle was standing up for Hermione.

This put him in a dilemma.

Friends on both sides!

I want to speak a few words for Ronald. But I don't know what to say.

It's Ronald's fault to tell the truth.

After all, it's just kindness.

Fortunately, Harry Potter's embarrassment was broken by another sound of disorderly footsteps.

Dumbledore, Professor McGonagall, and old bat Snape also walked quickly to the bathroom.

"What the hell are you playing?" Professor McGonagall entered the room and saw the troll's mutilated corpse.

And Harry Potter and Ronald · Weasley later.

Immediately shouted in a cold and angry voice.

"Mr. Potter, and Mr. Weasley!"

"If I remember correctly, you should be in the student dormitory. Why are you here?"

"Fortunately, you were not killed by it."

Facing the angry Professor McGonagall, Harry and Ronald lowered their heads, neither of them dared to refute.

Ronald felt like he was out of luck.

He was lectured by Hermione during Charms class in the afternoon.

Now he came to save her with good intentions, but he was scared to vomit first, and was scared to pee by Kyle's death curse.

It's not over yet...

Professor McGonagall came over and gave him another lecture.

But there are four little wizards present, so you can't just reprimand yourself, right?

Didn't Kyle sneak over here too?

Ronald began to look forward to it in his heart.

He wanted to see what Professor McGonagall would say about Kyle later.

Under the expectant eyes, Professor McGonagall turned his head to look at Kyle, but his tone suddenly changed...

"Oh, really, thanks to you, Kyle...."

"I can't believe how much the school would go through if a student was killed by a troll at Hogwarts."

Listening to Professor McGonagall's words, Ronald was stunned for a moment.

No, we came here to save people, you have to criticize us...

Why did he sneak over...

To be praised?

[Ding! Sorrow and indignation detected!]

[Ding! The treasure chest is being drawn for the host!]

【Ding! Congratulations to the host for getting a silver treasure chest!】