A sharp Hogwarts

Professor McGonagall looked around. This was the nightmare scene she had been fearing and worrying about tonight.

Smashed floor tiles, pitted walls, rivers of blood on the ground - the troll encountered students.

But luckily...

The scene in front of her was slightly different from the nightmare she imagined.

Except for the panting and some blood stains on their robes, Dalia and the others seemed to have no major problems.

And the ferocious monster that was the "culprit" was actually the most tragic victim in this corridor.

Professor McGonagall just checked the corpse of the troll - well, the corpse, the kind that was too dead - and she almost couldn't help but spit it out.

The monster's body is covered with various scars and scorch marks. There appear to be two fatal injuries:

One spot is located on the front of the troll's cheek. Its left eye is almost empty, with terrible scars and scorch marks on the side from the inside out.

The second place, which is also the most tragic place, is located on the back of the troll's neck.The skin and flesh there were completely torn apart, revealing the white neck bones underneath. The neck bones showed unnatural signs of being chopped with blunt instruments. What made Mag even more confused was that the surrounding skin and flesh were all roasted and exuded a stale smell. Disgusting burnt smell.

"The underage wizard encountered a mountain monster and killed it - it really opened my eyes."

Professor McGonagall frowned, glanced at Ron and Harry quickly with a provocative look, and continued coldly.

"You are lucky that you were not killed by it. But why didn't you just stay in the dormitory?"

Although there were two other little witches present, McGonagall still looked at Ron and Harry first.

After all, Hermione's face was still stained with tears, Dahlia was covered in blood, and Professor Snape was still checking on her and her Thestral's injuries.

"Uh--"

Harry opened his mouth, and turned his head to look at Ron, as if he was still sleepwalking.

The two of them hadn't put down the magic knives in their hands, and it looked as if they had defeated the giant monster.

Harry looked down at the ground. The thick, dark red blood was still spreading, spreading silently to the edge of his shoes.

As the professors arrived, the courage and excitement that supported them began to quickly dissipate, replaced by an inexplicable fear and fear.

Dalia...killed...killed...the troll? !

Others at the scene gradually came to their senses and looked at the troll and the four little wizards on the ground with different expressions.

Snape glanced at the kitchen knife in Dalia's hand, his eyes passed over the blood on Stinky Tofu's mouth, and his eyes flickered a few times.

At this time, a deep voice came from the corner.

"Please don't, Professor McGonagall—they're looking for me."

"Miss Granger?!"

Hermione finally struggled to stand up, her face still looking horribly pale.

"I came to see the troll because I - I thought I could handle it on my own - you know, because I -"

"Because you're a hopeless fool!"

Before Hermione could finish her words, a voice interrupted her.

Dalia glared at Hermione angrily, panting and standing up holding Snape's arm.

"Hermione was not there when Professor Dumbledore evacuated everyone in the Great Hall - she was in the women's room."

"A few of us thought that someone had to tell her about this. It would be terrible if she encountered a troll on her way out."

"I didn't expect that the giant monster actually appeared here..."

Ron and Harry lowered their magic knives.

The two exchanged a look. Did Dalia really "predict" something?

"We originally thought we wouldn't encounter a troll, because Professor Quirrell said the troll was in the basement of the castle."

"So what a few of us thought was to find Hermione quickly and then quickly return to the Gryffindor common room. But when we found Hermione in the toilet, the troll happened to appear, and we escaped all the way from the women's toilet to here , and was finally caught up by the troll -" Dalia pointed to the back, "You can go to the women's room to see, we tried to trap it in the room, but this seemed to anger it, in desperation , we have to fight it here, hoping to delay it until you arrive..."

As Dalia spoke, she glared at Hermione angrily. She didn't think there was any need to lie about this.

You know, she is an honest child - she will never lie when she can tell the truth.

The school announced an emergency evacuation and missed one person. As classmates, they went to inform and pick them up. This was normal.

As for encountering trolls and fighting, those were the professors' dereliction of duty, not their fault.

"Oh - if that's the case..."

Professor McGonagall looked at them and said thoughtfully, "Miss Granger, why didn't you kid..."

"This is the first floor. She just left the auditorium to go to the bathroom - who could have thought of such an unexpected situation tonight?"

Dalia said quickly, stopping Ron and Harry who were about to explain.

In any case, Hermione was "skipping class" today and hiding in the toilet crying.

Although it was Professor Binns' History of Magic who escaped, if Professor McGonagall found out about it, Gryffindor House would probably lose points.

Hermione lowered her head, and Harry and Ron were like fish on the beach, opening and closing their mouths and saying nothing.

"But……"

Professor Flitwick frowned and took a closer look at the troll corpse.

"I still don't understand how you defeated this giant monster. Have you met other strange adult wizards?"

Following Professor Flitwick's inquiry, Professor McGonagall, Professor Snape and others also looked solemn.

Tonight's troll incident is full of doubts, and alien invaders are undoubtedly the most likely possibility.

"No, it's just the four of us from beginning to end - well, there's also stinky tofu..."

Dalia pointed to the corner. The Thecron no longer screamed. Professor Snape seemed to have helped it deal with its wounds a little.

"Stinky tofu?" Quirrell frowned and looked in the direction of Dalia's finger in confusion.

"The Thestral, the pet that Hagrid gave to Miss Dursley—"

Professor Sprout quickly explained, "Quirinas, you know, it's a good thing we can't see the Thestrals."

Quirrell...can't see the Thestral?

Dalia's eyes flashed, and she glanced thoughtfully at the weak Dark Magic Defense professor next to her.

However, now was not the time to delve into this matter. She had to answer Professor Flitwick's question first.

"We escaped all the way from the women's restroom here. The troll threw a wooden stick to block the way, and successfully caught up with us here——"

Dalia pointed to the thick wooden stick beside her and glanced at Harry and Ron calmly.

"Stinky Tofu blinded the troll's eyes and fought with it in the air. Ron, Harry, and Hermione took the opportunity to use magic to attack it. However, Stinky Tofu was caught again when he was waiting for an opportunity to attack the back of the troll's neck. I In order to save Stinky Tofu, he rushed forward and stabbed the troll in the back of the neck with a knife - the troll let the blade pierce in during its struggle. After it fell, Ron and Harry came over and patched up its wound. A few magic spells to prevent it from suddenly bursting out and hurting people. I heard that snakes can do this..."

In the magic fight just now, Dalia frequently used "Chinese Magic".

Perhaps European wizards can imitate and decipher the Chinese "magic dishes", but the names of the dishes will never be in Chinese.

Judging from the information revealed by Cornelius Fudge, unauthorized research on Chinese magic may even cause certain political issues.

This is Dalia’s biggest hidden danger in the troll incident:

There is no way to use the status of "prophet" to excuse this, unless all the people present are idiots.

Fortunately, on the other side, Harry and Ron cooperated very well and pretended to be familiar with the story.