Reborn Evil Wizard

When a thousand bats fluttered over the walls and ceiling of Hogwarts Great Hall, when a thousand hovered over the dining table like low clouds, when a thousand floated around the belly of Jack the Pumpkin The flames of the candles in the room flickered, and when countless delicacies suddenly appeared on the golden plates, Hogwarts ushered in their Halloween carnival night.

Lin Xi picked up a piece of potato with a fork and ate it absent-mindedly. From time to time, she looked out of the corner of her eye at the long Gryffindor table that was separated by two colleges. It was as lively as ever.

Harry, Ron, Hermione, Neville, and the Gryffindor four sat there peacefully enjoying a sumptuous meal, and there was no sense of disharmony lurking in it, reflecting the teacher's seat belonging to In the eyes of Young Master Lin, the vacant position of the professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts has a sense of ridicule and sarcasm towards history.

On this unusual Halloween night, perhaps the trolls will tenaciously perform their part-plays, but the protagonists have no chance to show themselves as heroes to save the beauty.

Thinking of this, Lin Xi couldn't help but want to giggle.

To be honest, he is a bit of a vicious and dark person. While he can't understand beautiful things, he also likes to gloat when he gets hurt.In a word, he just can't understand other people's kindness, especially this person is not a passer-by, but he is his brother who is related by blood.

He had seen enough of the intrigues in the family in his previous life, especially after he gave his sincerity and never got anything in return, his father suspected his brother, and his only beloved sister even gave him a peanut without hesitation. I was brain-dead in my previous life, how can I continue to be brain-dead in this life!Brothers are nothing, blood relationship is nothing. Thinking about the four years he lived in the Dursleys' house, he wished he could recruit all his men to go to Privet Drive for the opening ceremony. It's nothing to do with me, gloating at the sidelines and looking lively.

Maybe his eyes were too vile. Harry, who was drinking his soup with his head down, frowned slightly. When he raised his head, he saw Draco and Lin Xi in the distance, smiling and talking to each other very closely. His expression was slightly gloomy, and the knuckles of his fingers holding the silver spoon turned white.

"Harry, what's the matter?" Ron's voice was cold and flat, reminding Harry as always.Too explicit emotions will expose one's own weakness. Ron really can't understand why his friend who has always been tolerant always behaves abnormally when facing Slytherin.

His fingers were slightly stiff, Harry let out a deep breath, and when he raised his head again, a sincere smile returned to his face, "It's okay, Ron." He smiled, reached out and patted the other person's shoulder, "Seriously Yes, sometimes I think, it's really nice to be in the same academy as you."

Dressed plainly and neatly, the wine red long-haired boy smiled coldly with a little exclamation, and he just nodded slightly to Harry's too straightforward words, and then continued to enjoy dinner.

"...Speaking of which, the relationship between the tyrant of the Weasley family and Potter is really good."

On the long Slytherin table, Draco frowned exquisitely, looked thoughtfully at the performance of the two Potters shoulder to shoulder in the distance, and sneered disdainfully.

Weasley and Potter?Lin Xi tapped the table with her index finger, and watched Draco beside him with interest, "My dear Xiaolong, I found that you have paid more attention to Weasley recently, what happened that night? Is there something Dilmoch doesn't know?"

"Something I don't know..." Draco rubbed his chin, and then thought of the fact that Ron separated the marble floor from the moving stairs with only his hands that night, paused his hands uncomfortably, and his face turned dark , "Xi, do you think the Weasleys really don't have troll blood?"

"Troll? Honey, are you kidding me?" Young Master Lin was stunned for a rare moment. He really didn't know why his friend had such weird ideas. The Weasley family is pure blood, yes, they just have It is not impossible to have recessive genes of magical creatures. In fact, the so-called ancient pure-blood wizards will have the blood of magical creatures mixed in when they trace back to their origins.But no matter what - troll, no matter how you look at it from any angle, it is impossible for the Weasley family to have such blood!Young Master Lin secretly slandered, it should be said, would there be wizards with troll blood in this wizarding world?

Some are curious about Draco's thoughts, but Lin Xi has no intention of delving into it. Even if he is a close friend, can he fully share the secrets in his heart, not to mention that now he has more interesting things waiting to be paid attention to.

With the sudden appearance of Professor Quirrell, Halloween night was forced to play a dangerous color.

"The troll—in the basement—thought you knew."

As the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor fell limply, screams resounded throughout the castle.

Finally, the climax of the Halloween carnival began.There was an unknown sly smile on Lin Xi's lips.

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"Freshman, come with me, don't panic! Come on, follow me!"

As the prefect, Percy led the panicked Gryffindor students back to their common room according to the headmaster's request. The four of Harry followed at the end, and they were still discussing the sudden appearance of the troll in a low voice.

"A troll is a terrifying monster twelve feet tall and over a ton in weight. A troll has a reputation for being both powerful and stupid."

Hermione lives up to her reputation as Miss Dictionary, and has been searching for all the information about magical creatures like trolls in the past. "Trolls are abundant in Scandinavia, but recently I heard that they are found in the UK and Ireland. They have also been found in other places in northern Europe. But speaking of it, why are there such dangerous creatures in Hogwarts? Isn't this a school?"

"Maybe they ran out of the Forbidden Forest. Didn't they all say that there are many dangerous creatures in the Forbidden Forest at the beginning of school? Maybe the trolls also want to celebrate Halloween." Seamus, who was listening with gusto, couldn't help interjecting, "Hogwarts can have anything it wants, haven't you heard, hey, Ron, didn't you know that too? Your brothers George and Fred told me so."

Ron couldn't help but smiled wryly, "Sorry, Fred and George never tell me this."

Seamus grinned, and turned to Harry who had never participated in the discussion from the beginning, "Harry, what about you? Guy George should have told you."

Harry seemed to be thinking about something, his dark green eyes moved slightly when he heard this, and he sighed, "Maybe..." I don't know whether he agreed with the source of the troll or Seamus' words.

Speaking of the Forbidden Forest, he suddenly thought of a person, that is, the figure of Quirrell he found in the stands of the Quidditch Stadium not long ago. Speaking of which, he felt that Quirrell was a bit weird at that time, but unfortunately he didn't know much about it at that time. think.Because there was a person next to him who was distracting him all the time.

After leaving the auditorium, they went upstairs together. At this time, the Hufflepuff crowd was crowded and noisy, blocking most of the way forward. Percy in front shouted, but couldn't help it because of the excessive chaos. People pay attention.At this moment, Harry spotted a figure with his sharp eyes.

"That's—" His pupils shrank suddenly, and the familiar dark green robe stopped his footsteps in place. He watched the slender figure leave the crowd and gradually moved towards the crowd without anyone noticing. Go in the direction of the underground classroom.

Harry moved.

He moved without knowing what he was doing.Squeezing through the crowd, he mingled among the Hufflepuffs and headed in that direction.

"Harry, what are you doing?" Hermione and Ron watched Harry's sudden change of direction in astonishment, and they didn't even have time to say anything, so they had to follow together.

For no apparent reason, Hermione followed Harry through the crowd, slipped quietly down the empty side corridor, turned the corner, and hid behind a large stone sculpture of a griffin.

"You're crazy, trolls are wandering around the Hogwarts dungeons now, what are you doing here?" Hermione stared at Harry in surprise and anger, she looked around nervously, away from the noisy crowd , the place looks empty, under the bright light, there are lone lamp shadows looming.

"Shh..." Harry put his index finger on his lips, "Hermione, keep your voice down, even though I don't want to, I have to."

"what is this--"

"Quiet!" Ron shouted suddenly, and he dragged Hermione into the depths of the shadow of the stone sculpture, his whole body tensed up, his eyes calmly fixed on the end of a passage on the left, "something is coming."

Harry nodded. That was where the dark green figure disappeared. He slowly pulled out his wand and clenched it tightly. The low grunt and the sound of walking with huge feet dragging on the ground fully showed that what was about to appear was not good. stuff.

A stench rushed towards them, and even without the huge shadowy shadow on the wall, the three of Harry had already realized what the huge monster that was moving towards them was.

"Oh my god, it's a troll!" Hermione gasped, the girl's slender nerves could not accept the fact that the danger was coming.She covered her mouth tightly with her hands, and at the moment when the giant monster appeared, she couldn't help but retreat to the innermost place, resisting the urge to scream.

No matter how many books I have read, it is impossible to show the horror of reality, the twelve-foot giant with its head on the ceiling, shaking against the lights.His skin was dull, with a granite-like gray color and hard texture. His whole body was as thick as an elephant, with long arms hanging down, and he was dragging a rough, huge round-headed hard wooden stick in his hand.

Harry licked his parched lips, squinting dangerously as the troll approached.If he retreated now, there was still time, and the trolls would not be able to catch up with them, but no one could stop him from what Harry Potter was going to do, and even if there were trolls in front of him, he would not back down half a step.

"Okay, then let's take a look..." Harry murmured softly, and then asked Ron, who was holding his breath beside him, "Ron, did you see that huge wooden stick? How about the Disarming Charm?"

Ron didn't pull out his wand. In fact, he thought it might be safer not to pull out his wand. He said calmly, "No problem."

Harry nodded, his dark green eyes became crazy for a moment, "Listen to my call. Hermione, pay attention, remember the spell you got 5 points for the success of the house in Charms class this morning, follow Ron closely, Let's show the strength that Miss Zhi Duoxing should have. Can you do it?"

"I, I can." Hermione gripped the wand tightly with both hands, her eyes were a little shy, but when she saw Harry's shining eyes, a sense of fear more terrifying than trolls swept over her body, making her She couldn't say no.

"Good boy." The corners of Harry's thin lips turned into a cold arc, and bloodthirsty sharpness radiated from his eyes, "Then, let's rush out."