abnormal hogwarts

Following Elizabeth's movements, Hermione finally came back to her senses, her eyes gradually turning red.

There was a burst of chaotic footsteps in the distance, and only then did the belated professors finally arrive.

Professor McGonagall was the first to rush over.

Professor McGonagall frowned as she noticed some burning breath still lingering in the air.

This is the trace left by Li Huo.

Bending down to examine the black ash on the ground, Professor McGonagall locked her sights on Albert, one of the three giants of the Akatsuki organization.

"professor."

Several people said hello to the professors.

Among all the people present, Albert was the most suspected of using Li Huo.

Last school year, the scene of Albert fighting alien beasts in the Forbidden Forest was still vivid in his mind. Professor McGonagall turned and glanced at Dumbledore. Was he really not afraid that this child would become the third generation Dark Lord?

If Dumbledore could hear Professor McGonagall's heart, he would definitely say, don't be afraid, he already is.

Snape was the last one to arrive. He stared fiercely at Quirrell, who was still sobbing weakly on the ground and was still performing hard. There was a dull pain from the wound on his thigh that was scratched by the three-headed dog.

"I want to know, what exactly happened here?" There was a vague anger in Professor McGonagall's voice. Of course, this anger was directed at the few first-year wizards next to him.

She knew that with the strength of Albert and Elizabeth, not to mention one giant monster, ten of them would all be killed instantly.

"Professor McGonagall, they are here to see me."

Hermione, who had slightly recovered from her fright, explained weakly.

"Miss Granger!" Professor McGonagall's voice rose a few decibels. She thought it was Hermione who thought she could deal with the troll, so she ran over rashly and tried to make big news.

"Professor, at the end of Charms class in the afternoon, Ron said some bad things about Hermione behind her back." Draco stood up and reported Ron's classmate mercilessly, "During dinner, Hermione didn't Appearing in the Great Hall, Harry and I were worried that she might encounter a troll, so we came out to look for her.”

Professor McGonagall looked at a few people and said thoughtfully: "Is that so? Miss Granger?"

Hermione nodded.

Professor McGonagall turned her gaze to Harry again. Although Harry was reluctant to admit this fact, he nodded helplessly.

"You two, if you have nothing else to do, please leave first."

Dumbledore's words were meant for Albert and Elizabeth. He knew the strength of these two people clearly. There was nothing surprising about killing the troll. Old Bee gave them points. It doesn't mean anything.

"Well, I have to say, you are lucky, your two seniors can get here in time to save you."

When Professor McGonagall saw that Dumbledore had no intention of taking over the matter, she turned to Harry and Draco: "It may be a bit reckless to be able to come to the rescue of your classmates, but your bravery has earned five points for your respective houses."

"As for Ron, I will talk to him. You can go." Professor McGonagall waved her hand.

Harry mentally observed three seconds of silence for his best friend.

Ron, danger.

Several people walked out of the women's restroom, which was filled with gravel of various sizes and ashes of trolls.

"Did you see that move that Senior Stoke did just now? It was a wandless spell! It was so cool!"

Draco couldn't hold back his excitement and shouted.

Harry, like Albert's little fanboy, expressed his amazement at the hard vortex water blade.

"I must learn magic from my senior!" the little witch said firmly.

"By the way, how did the troll get in? Isn't Hogwarts known as the safest place in the British wizarding world?" After the excitement, Draco was the first to notice something was wrong.

When passing by the professors, Harry noticed the wounds on Snape's legs. Although Snape quickly covered them up, Harry still noticed that they were several claw marks.

Is it Lu Wei, the three-headed dog?

The last time George and Fred took them to pet the dog, Harry had noticed it standing on a trap door.

So Snape wanted to steal something hidden behind the trap door?

As if possessed by the great detective Sherlock Holmes, Harry quickly deduced Snape's possible motive for committing the crime.

"Maybe it's Professor Snape." But he didn't have any evidence and didn't dare to say anything.

And after Lily was resurrected, Professor Snape also changed his previous sinister and vicious tongue. Although he could not become a sunny and warm man, at least he was not as disgusted by Harry as in the original book.

"Professor Snape? How could it be him?" Draco didn't believe it.

Professor Snape was a good friend of his father's, and their close relationship allowed him to immediately deny Harry's guess.

Hermione, who had been looking down at her toes, spoke: "We will find out after we investigate."

……

"Lao Si, you are really getting better and better as you live."

In Snape's office, Albert looked coldly at Snape, who was bandaging his wound, and said sarcastically.

Hold it back, this person is your master, you can't beat him, you can't beat him.

"Is the belt I gave you just a decoration? Can't you follow Quirrell in the mirror dimension?"

Snape was startled and made a mistake.

Next to her, Lily was sitting with worry on her face covered with bruises.

"Is Harry in danger?"

Albert put down the tea cup, "It's not dangerous. With the protective magic you cast on him, Voldemort on the back of Quirrell's head can't hurt him. As for unstable factors like trolls, even if I'm not there, Deng Bledo will save him too."

When he appeared near the women's room, he could smell the sweet sweet smell of Old Bee from a distance.

It was impossible for Dumbledore to watch Harry suffer life-threatening injuries. Well, it was possible for him to be slightly injured, but Albert did not tell this cruel fact in front of his mother.

"Is Voldemort really attached to the back of Quirrell's head?"

The sadness on Lily's face did not diminish by half.

Albert waved his hand and filled the cup with tea again, "Dumbledore will protect Harry, and also let Harry undergo some training to develop his abilities..."

"That's not called training at all!" Lily interrupted Albert.

Snape shuddered inwardly, hoping that the young master would not feel offended and angry.

Albert didn't care. He turned to look at Lily: "I'm very busy and don't have time to teach Harry. Why don't you come to Snape."

To be precise, that's not busy.

I just simply don’t want to teach, so I’m just looking for an excuse.

After placing a bottle of antidote on the table that could remove the toxins contained in the three-headed dog's teeth, Albert left.

After bandaging the wound, Snape looked ugly.

He wouldn't really be asked to teach the child of his old rival, even though this is also the child of his dream lover.

But Harry inherited the face of his old rival!

And Harry's magical talents, apart from Defense Against the Dark Arts, are other aspects...

Not to mention.

Lily looked at Snape.

The two looked at each other silently.

Snape was defeated first: "I teach, but whether he learns or not is his own business."