[HP] Night Haze

The sumptuous food piled up on the dining tables of the four colleges was still warm, and the messy and overturned chairs beside the dining tables could still be seen in the hurry of the students when they left.Putting his head into the oak door of the dining room, Angelo was relieved by the messy but silent scene in front of him.

Professor Quirrell is no longer in the place where he was lying, and the restaurant is empty at this time, only the golden plates and knives and forks at a glance explain the grand occasion a few minutes ago.Maybe Quirrell has been moved to safety by Dumbledore or he woke up himself.Anyway, by now he should be safe.

"Dumbledore, we must find out who did this. Professor Flitwick and I went to other places to inspect whether there are other trolls entering the castle. Is this troll handed over to the Dangerous Animals Committee or... ..."

"No, put it back in the depths of the Forbidden Forest, and leave this matter to Hagrid."

Angelo heard footsteps and voices coming from the basement.Has the troll who broke into the basement been caught?Angelo tiptoed back to the stairs, and rushed upstairs quickly.As soon as the hem of his clothes disappeared around the corner of the stairs, the professors came out from the basement staircase.

Wondering if Harry and Ron found Hermione, Angelo thought, since the troll had been subdued by the teachers, he no longer worried about Hermione's safety.Angelo didn't slow down. He was going to meet them on the third floor. His friends didn't know the news yet, and they must still be worried about his safety.

"Ah! Strange..." Angelo met someone at the stairs on the third floor. Professor Quirrell ran down the stairs in a panic and met Angelo head-on.Before Angelo could call out his name, Quirrell rushed forward and covered Angelo's mouth to restrain him.Angelo yelled a few times, and the sound of footsteps coming from the corridor on the fourth floor made Quirrell cover his mouth even tighter.

"Listen, Angelo, don't tell anyone that you saw me here. I'll explain it to you afterwards...afterwards." The footsteps upstairs were getting louder, and Professor Quirrell stammered and begged.Angelo struggled for a while and nodded hesitantly. After receiving Angelo's response, Quirrell let go of the force holding the boy's body.

"Who's there!" The footsteps had already moved from the corridor to the stairs, and the cold and deep voice entered Angelo's eardrums before he knew the appearance of the person coming.The blond boy's eyes widened in surprise. He heard this familiar voice, but he didn't expect the person on the stairs to be Professor Snape.Why did Quirrell hide from Snape, who is also a teacher at Hogwarts?

"Professor Quirrell?" Angelo looked back, and the man who was holding him tight just now had disappeared without a trace.Angelo yelled in a low voice, so low that it was just a slight touch between the skins of his mouth.

"Don't forget what you promised me just now." A small whisper was tense and full of timidity.It turned out that Professor Quirrell did not leave, but disappeared.Angelo felt a sinking on his shoulder, and was patted twice by an invisible hand.A trace of struggle flashed in Angelo's eyes, and then he nodded heavily.

The people upstairs finally showed their figures, and Snape walked in front of Angelo step by step, holding on to the handrail and following the trend of the stairs.

"It's you!" Snape stopped in front of Angelo, the wrinkles between his brows deepened, and there was almost no gap between the fingers clenched on the armrest and the wood.

"Who did you see coming down the stairs just now?" With a questioning tone, Angelo swallowed his saliva watching the strength of Snape's grip on the handrail, if this hand was not pinching the wooden handrail, but his What will happen to the neck?This terrible idea was thrown out of Angelo's head as soon as it came up.

"...No." The two-month confinement made him more able to withstand Snape's pressure than others.Although Professor Quirrell could not be seen, Angelo knew that he was not far away.He didn't know what happened between Quirrell and Snape.But compared with Snape, Professor Quirrell was cowardly and pitiful, and he had just promised to help Professor Quirrell.

"I really didn't see it, huh?" With a suspicious second tone, Angelo shook his head under Snape's sharp gaze. This time his answer was short and firm: "No!"

"Why are you here!" Snape continued, when the children were supposed to be in the common room instead of wandering around the castle.Because of the Flashing Curse just now, he didn't see clearly who broke into the restricted area, but from the fight, Snape could feel that the person who caused him to be bitten by a three-headed dog was an adult wizard.

Snape had already guessed who that person was. Except for the new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, no one was more suspicious than Quirrell.But why did this child appear here at this time, intentional or just a coincidence?It doesn't matter, he will slowly delve into this issue. If one semester's confinement is not enough, he doesn't mind extending the confinement time indefinitely.

"Professor, I just..."

"Boom!"

Angelo's pretense didn't work, as a loud bang erupted from the depths of the corridor they were standing in.The ground on the entire third floor was shaking, and a large cloud of dust was blown out from the corridor, bringing out a gust of wind.Although the gust of wind was already light when it blew past the hem of his robe, Angelo's face turned pale instantly—that direction was exactly where he planned to meet his friends.

"Damn it!" Professor Snape's face also changed suddenly, he didn't care about interrogating the boy, and quickly walked towards the place where the loud noise came from.The Potions Professor's gait was unsteady, heavy and light, but Angelo, who was lagging behind, was not in the mood to guess why this happened.He ran forward past Snape, quickly leaving the Potions Master behind.

"Bones, come back!" Snape yelled angrily.Angelo didn’t listen to him, and continued to run forward.

The further you go into the corridor, the stronger the stench in the air becomes.The door of the women's toilet was half open, and a piece of broken porcelain from a white pool was lying outside the door, which made Angelo's heart tighten as he didn't know what happened inside.Angelo slammed open the door and rushed in. There were broken porcelain splashed all over the floor and broken water pipes spraying everywhere.

Oh, what's the situation?He was dumbfounded as soon as he entered-the smelly troll was lying on the ground, Hermione collapsed not far from it, Harry barely stood up with trembling legs, and Ron kept raising his wand to start Poses during magic.

The three little wizards in the women's room were not injured. They laughed when they saw Angelo coming in.This is the joy of surviving a catastrophe. Angelo put his wand in his pocket. Although he did not participate in this thrilling adventure, he was infected by this atmosphere and laughed along with him.

"Merlin, you defeated a giant monster!" He couldn't believe his eyes.

"Yes!" The three little wizards said in unison.

"Harry rode on the troll's head, and Ron used the Levitation Charm to raise the troll's club and knock it out." Hermione proudly got up from the wet ground, and she looked at Ron's The eyes are very bright.

While they were talking, a burst of loud footsteps came from the corridor, and the four little wizards in the room all suppressed their smiles and looked at the door when they heard the approaching sound.The door of the women's room was opened again, and Professor McGonagall rushed in with a wand in hand.Then came Snape, one hand clutching his robes, and Angelo noticed that he was walking even more shaky than before.

Is he injured?This idea flashed in Angelo's mind because he saw Professor Quirrell.This cowardly young professor came in after the two deans. He just glanced at the troll, and sat on the only complete toilet in the women's toilet, sobbing weakly, clutching his chest tightly.Angelo stared at Quirrell's trembling hands and remembered the strength that restrained his body just now, and the perfect invisibility spell. Professor Quirrell's strength is not as weak as his character.

After crying for a while, Professor Quirrell raised his head, and Angelo's eyes met his in the air.After staring at each other for a few seconds, Quirrell's lips moved, and he lowered his head again before Snape noticed something was wrong between them.

"I'll explain it to you." Angelo saw what Quirrell was passing from his mouth.

At this time, Professor McGonagall had already lectured the little wizards angrily. Hermione put all the responsibility on herself and told a white lie. Ron, Harry and Angelo were described by her as coming to stop her. Heroes, especially Harry and Ron, Professor McGonagall added five points to each of them for successfully defeating the troll.Hermione, who cared the most about marks on weekdays, was deducted five points, but at this time she was the one with the sweetest smile.

Angelo wanted to ask Professor Quirrell about what happened today, but unfortunately Professor McGonagall escorted the four of them back to the Gryffindor common room before leaving.Angelo walked into the lounge with his friends, and after Snape let go of the robe, a piece of darker color than other places kept swaying in front of his eyes.

Hermione's clothes were also darker than others, but that was water stains on the ground.Angelo clenched his hands in his sleeves. He probably still doesn't understand what the piece on Professor Snape's leg is - blood, a big puddle of blood.Not only was Snape injured, but he was seriously injured.

"Hermione, today's grilled chicken is really delicious, do you want to try it?" The common room was full of Gryffindors, and their dinner was moved here to continue, just out of the oven, it was steaming hot and fragrant The delicious food constantly stimulates the taste buds of the little lions.Ron enthusiastically recommended to Hermione the food he had tasted and found delicious, and the brown-haired girl all accepted it with a polite smile.

"Angelo, you ate very little today." The blue-eyed boy put a piece of steak on Angelo's plate, "Did you find Professor Quirrell in the restaurant?"

"No." Angelo poked the steak with a fork. He lowered his eyelids, and his long eyelashes cast a shadow under his eyes. "He wasn't there when I went."

"He's alive and kicking, we all saw it just now." Ron mumbled with food in his mouth, and Hermione was in a good mood now.The famous Harry, Ron who was always at odds with her, and the blond boy she wanted to befriend at the first sight on the train have all become her friends now.

"How about a potato, Angelo?" She pointed to the steaming plate in front of her. Angelo didn't seem to have any appetite, maybe he was suffocated by the stench of the troll?Hermione remembered that boys don't like toads covered in bumps, and to be honest, trolls don't look much better than toads.

After dinner, the Halloween performance that everyone was looking forward to began. Except for the first-year freshmen, the other six grades contributed to this performance.The content of the performance is a stage play about the victory of a medieval witch over a vampire.This story is familiar in the wizarding world, and is often told by adults as a pillow story to young wizards.Little wizards, whether they were born in the wizarding world or from the Muggle world, watched the hard-working performance on stage with relish. When the vampire full of evil was finally wiped out by the witch at the end, everyone present burst into applause.

"Hi, what do you think of our performance today?" After the curtain call, the Weasley twins came to greet them.

"You have participated in the performance!" Not only Ron shouted, but everyone else showed a look of surprise.

"Our little brother, you make us so sad, your brothers have played two very important positions on stage," George, one of the twins, pointed to the still-removed background, where there used to be two important positions. The characters stand there, "Two straight and sexy pine trees, our scene is from the beginning to the end."

After hearing this, everyone laughed.After returning to the dormitory, the little wizards were still discussing today's performance. Harry said that he would also buy the memory crystals from the performances of the other three schools for everyone to watch together.Ron said that he would fight for a role next year. Of course, it must be better than his two brothers.

Aside from not eating much at dinner, Angelo showed no signs of abnormality, so his roommates didn't find him bothering him.

Amidst the snoring of the roommates, Angelo recorded what happened today in the diary as usual, but when he wrote that Professor Quirrell asked him not to tell anyone that he had seen him, Angelo thought of the injured Snape suddenly felt uncomfortable.

Angelo had a dream that night, and that was when he was at the Leaky Cauldron.He kept knocking on a door, and then the door opened. Professor Quirrell exuded a strange smell, his face was pale and stiff like a dead man, and a fierce light suddenly came out of his cold eyes.

The dream ended here, because Angelo was frightened awake, and the sky outside the window was still gray when he woke up. This memory-like dream made him unable to sleep again. Angelo rolled back and forth on the bed a few times, and finally opened the diary Ben re-copied what he wrote before bed and put it in the envelope.As soon as it was daylight, he went up to the owl shed on the top floor of the west tower, handed the letter to a strong barn owl, fed it some food, and let it go out for a couple of days before returning to him. .

After doing all this, Angelo pulled out the memory of writing this letter and let it disappear with the wind.It was an interesting old method of secrecy that he had jotted down while looking through old files at the Ministry of Magic.

I hope his thoughts are just superfluous, Angelo sighed, now he can go to see Professor Quirrell, and listen to what he wants to tell him.