[HP] King of Slytherin

Hyland had never run so fast in his life.

He ran swiftly down the corridor, his black robe flying in the air behind him, and the troll clumsily chased after him.The troll swung the club from time to time, and Hyland could only dodge as much as possible each time, but he was hit once, and his right leg was injured.

Running with a limp, Hyland's vision blurred for a while.He felt as if his throat had been cut, and every breath smelled like blood.The left arm seemed to be abolished, drooping and shaking back and forth.

But he had to run.

The troll's heavy footsteps followed behind him.

On Dumbledore's orders, all the students went back to the common room.There was no one on the road.Hyland had fantasized about meeting the professor, but soon he remembered that all the professors had gone to the cellar to find the troll.

Walking through the corridor and running up the stairs, Hyland's hands and feet began to go weak due to excessive blood loss.

For the first time, he begged Merlin very devoutly.

Merlin seemed to have really worked.

Hyland was running, but suddenly he couldn't hear the footsteps behind him.He turned around in surprise, and found that the troll was really gone!

Praise Merlin!

At this time, a loud voice suddenly sounded behind him.

"Ah!" the girl screamed.

"Hermione!" the boy screamed too.

"Roar!" The troll also screamed!

Hyland slowly looked up at the ceiling, speechless.

It turned out that Merlin was not at home.

He struggled to leave, thinking angrily in his heart: why don't you just follow the prefect back to the rest room, why run around?Let them die, what does it matter to me?

"Harry!" Hermione yelled.Then there was the sound of something hitting the wall.

Hyland sneered and wanted to leave, but his feet couldn't move as if they had taken root.He hated his overflowing sympathy terribly.

"Stop him!" Potter's voice sounded panicked.

Another bang.

Hyland was expressionless and limped over, blood dripping from his body onto the ground.

Just go and see, never interfere.

Hyland thought, he must have lost too much blood and his head was confused.

In the girls' bathroom, there are potholes smashed by wooden sticks everywhere, deep and shallow, which is enough to show how fierce this unequal battle is.The giant shook its head violently, its huge body almost filling the entire room.

Hermione seemed to be petrified, standing there stupidly, wet all over.Ron, who was standing next to her, was waving his wand, his hands were trembling, his face was flushed and he couldn't utter a word.And Harry, riding on the troll's head, struggled to keep his balance on top of the bald head, his wand stuck in the troll's nose.

Hyland stood not far from the door, his complexion was cloudy, his eyes were gloomy, and his heart began to retreat.Reckless fool of Gryffindor!

At this moment, Harry in the sky suddenly saw Hyland from the corner of his eye, and he yelled anxiously: "Don't come here! There are trolls here!" He was almost thrown off when he said this, and he was extremely embarrassed .

Hyland froze for a moment, twitched the corners of his mouth, felt a surge in his heart, and raised his wand subconsciously: "Sword Possess!" Then he quickly realized what he was doing, and almost threw his wand out.

The Phantom Sword appeared, but this time it was different from the past, it floated in the air and was not attached to the wand.Hyland's mind went blank, and he instinctively pointed his wand at the giant monster. The phantom sword cut through the space instantly and stabbed the giant monster's heart heavily.

The troll fell on his back, and the smashed room trembled.Harry was trembling all over beside the troll, and Ron fell limp to the ground.

Hyland was dumbfounded, I did this?

"Miller!" Hermione was the first to recover, she exclaimed in surprise.

Hyland forced a smile, no longer lacking in support, and slowly sat on the ground.He found that the blow just now had almost drained all of his magic power.

Hermione hurried over to help him, and Hyland waved his hand, indicating that he was fine.

There was a sound of hurried footsteps outside the door, and the four suddenly looked up at the door.I saw Mag rushing in, followed by Snape and Quirrell.

"How dare you leave the team!" Mag's tone was furious. She was like a volcano, about to erupt.

"Minerva," Snape interrupted her outburst. He glanced at the blood-stained Hyland and said coldly, "I think we need to send them to the medical wing first."

"Professor McGonagall! We're not hurt!" cried Ron.

Snape smirked and said, "It seems that there is something wrong with Mr. Weasley's eyes, or the blood on the ground is from trolls?"

Only then did Harry look at Hyland as if waking up from a dream, and he was startled.Hyland looked extremely embarrassed at this time, the robe on his body was torn, and the white clothes inside were covered with dark red blood stains, his left arm was draped limply, and his right leg was twisted into a weird angle.His face was dead pale, his lips were bloodless, and he seemed to be about to faint.

Harry was very surprised, why didn't he see it just now?

Snape waved his wand, and Hyland suddenly floated up. He let out a painful cry, and then quickly closed his mouth and remained silent.

"Severus, Mr. Miller's bones may be broken, he can't move." Professor McGonagall said with a frown, "Quirinas, please find Poppy."

Quirrell responded weakly and walked out.

Snape quickly walked over to Hyland, who muttered some unknown spell.A flash of white light made Hyland feel much more comfortable.

"Thank you, Professor." Hyland said in a low voice.

Snape snorted coldly and withdrew his wand.

Professor McGonagall frowned and said, "I think I need an explanation, why didn't you stay in the dormitory honestly?"

There was a moment of silence, Harry opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say, Ron was still in a daze, and Hyland felt his eyes darkened, and he didn't want to talk to her at all.

At this time, Hermione stood up, and she bravely said that it was all because of her.

Professor McGonagall said helplessly: "Silly girl, why do you think you can fight the troll? For this, I will deduct five points from Gryffindor. Mr. Potter and Mr. Weasley came to Miss Granger and I I can understand, but did Mr. Miller also come to see Miss Granger?"

Hermione flushed bright red.

"I can explain this matter." A clear voice came from the door, it was Terence.He saluted Professor Snape first, and then said, "Actually, Slytherin just met a troll at the entrance of the cellar."

Snape's face turned livid, and he said softly, "Troll? In the cellar?"

"That's right," Terrence said, "it was the first grade who encountered the troll at the time, and Miller, as the head of the first grade, led the troll away alone in order to let the others escape. In fact, he succeeded, except Miller , all the first graders are safe and sound." What he said was simple, but everyone who listened could hear the danger of the situation at that time.

McGonagall murmured, "Admirable courage."

Snape squinted his eyes, he heard the question, why did only the first grade encounter the troll, and where did the others go?But he didn't say much, and took a deep look at Terrence, and said, "Slythering fifty points...Higgins, come down to my office later."

This time no one said he was biased.

There was another sound of footsteps, Madam Pomfrey hurried in and asked, "Where is the patient?"

Hyland had already passed out.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu..."

On the coast, a five or six-year-old boy was sitting on the soft white sand, wiping away his tears. He had short, soft and shiny blond hair, and his eyes, which were originally clear and clear, had swollen into walnuts.

A middle-aged man in a dark red robe walked over along the beach, with a lazy smile on his lips, long hair like flames curled slightly, graceful gait, and an indescribable charm.

The boy heard the footsteps, but he still turned his head persistently. His face was morbidly pale, and there was no trace of blood on his soft lips. He looked sick and weak.

The red-haired man raised his eyebrows, he snapped his fingers, and the sand all over the ground flew up and scattered on the boy's golden hair.

"Mephisto!" The boy jumped up angrily, with a blush on his pale face, he shook the sand off his head, clenched his small fist and smashed it hard.

"Yo," Mephisto dodged the punch with a dodge, and said with a lazy smile, "My dear little Randall, you look quite alive! Why are you hiding here alone and crying?" nose?"

Little Hyland couldn't help coughing because of too much force. He covered his mouth, turned his head, and said angrily, "Don't worry about it!"

"You don't want me to take care of it, but I want to take care of it." Mephisto sat down and lay lazily on the beach, letting the sea breeze blow his red hair.

Little Hyland snorted, hugged his knees and ignored him.

Mephisto said with a smile: "Little Randall, if there is something unhappy, it makes me happy to say it."

"..."

"Little Randall?"

The expected hair-explosion scene did not appear, and Little Hyland looked gloomy, hugging his knees and said sullenly: "Mei Fei... They all said that I am not my father's biological child, I was abandoned by someone..." He As he spoke, he wanted to cry again.

"Ah, they're right," Mephisto said casually.

Little Highlander opened his eyes wide, stayed for a long time, and said, "So it's true. No wonder, no wonder my father doesn't like me very much..."

Mephisto sneered and said, "I think that guy really likes you... Do you want him to hug you and say 'baby, my baby'? That ice cube face does such a thing, tsk tsk , I feel horrible when I think about it.”

Little Hyland unconsciously grabbed the sand and let it flow slowly through his fingers. He had a serious face, as if he was thinking about some serious issues.

"Mei Fei, tell me, why doesn't he want me?" Little Hyland bit his lip, "I really want to hear him tell the answer...Mu Fei, can you help me?"

"Ha," Mephisto laughed maliciously, "you're really ambitious, Randall Jr. But why should I tell you?"

Little Hyland stared at him silently, his beautiful eyes were like blooming forget-me-nots.

"...Go to Nurmengard."

"Go to Nurmengard."

Mephisto's voice lingered in his ears, and Hyland suddenly opened his eyes, and what he saw was the white ceiling of the medical wing.He let out a long breath, his face pale.

It turned out to be a dream...

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