There was a lively scene in the auditorium. Today's Halloween party was different from the past. A group of children wearing animal masks appeared. Every time they met someone, they would distribute some candies.
Two lions even bought a handful of candies and distributed them to the teachers one by one. And everyone could recognize them as Fred and George by their red manes.
"Professor McGonagall, happy Halloween."
Their creations were praised by Professor McGonagall, but they were also asked if they were running a small business again. However, the Weasley brothers would not admit it and quickly turned around and looked at Sprout happily.
"Professor Sprout, Happy Halloween."
"Happy Halloween, kids." Sprout smiled broadly. "Thanks for the candy."
Basically every teacher got the twin candies, even Snape was no exception, although... you could tell at a glance that there were far fewer than the other teachers.
"Candy and Halloween…"
Snape had lived in the world of ordinary people since he was a child, so he naturally knew the tradition of candy. Thinking about it, he gently pinched a sandwich chocolate, his thoughts wandering a little.
It was in the first grade, in the corridors of the castle.
Which floor, which location, and the surrounding Halloween layout... all too vague.
But that strand of red hair, blown by the evening breeze outside the window, those eyes curved like Felix's, those dimples...
"Severus, guess what's in my hand? If you guess it right, I'll give it to you."
"It's not toffee, it's filled chocolate, but I'll give it to you anyway."
"Happy Halloween."
He took a deep breath. He didn't know why, but during this period, various scenes from decades ago kept echoing in front of him again...
Boom--! ! !
The door of the auditorium suddenly opened, and Professor Quirrell, with a purple scarf on his head, rushed into the restaurant with a look of horror on his face. Suddenly, everyone's eyes focused on him.
He gasped, looked at the guest of honor seat, and gasped in horror: "The troll... is in the underground classroom... I thought you should know!"
After saying that, he fell to the floor and passed out.
There was chaos in the dining room, everyone panicking. Dumbledore stood up and raised his wand, and several piercing fireworks exploded throughout the auditorium.
"Prefect!" His voice was obviously amplified with a spell, deep and loud.
"Take the students from your college to the dormitories immediately!"
Seeing that the chaos had finally returned to some order, Dumbledore turned to look at Snape at the guest of honor seat and spoke in a low voice.
"Severus."
Snape nodded imperceptibly, or maybe he didn't respond at all. He simply stood up and walked out quickly.
"Filius, please take Quirrell to the infirmary. He is obviously frightened," Dumbledore said.
"I'm happy to oblige." Flitwick jumped off his chair, raised his hand, and waved his fingers slightly. Quirrell floated into the air and was carried towards the infirmary.
Dumbledore looked at the chaotic auditorium, sighed, and then suddenly reacted: "What about Felix?"
…
In the wide corridor, the smell of smelly socks mixed with vomit filled the air, and a huge creature twelve feet tall, with dull skin as gray as granite, was running wildly.
His huge and stupid body was like a huge pile of gravel, with a small head like a cocoa bean on top. The short legs were as thick as tree stumps, and underneath were flat, thick, calloused feet, dragging a wooden stick larger than a human in its hands.
Suddenly, one of the two figures running away in front seemed to have twisted his ankle because his footsteps were too fast, and he fell to the ground.
"Hermione!" Harry shouted, turning around quickly to help her up.
However, the huge mountain monster was already close at hand. He raised the huge wooden stick, seeming to carry unparalleled power.
Then, it fell heavily.
"Wingardium Leviosa!!"
Boom--! !
For a moment, it seemed as if the entire castle was shaking, and Hermione, who had been pushed out by Harry after being levitated, hit the wall.
Fortunately, she wasn't seriously injured due to the levitation spell.
Harry turned quickly and looked at the hand of the giant monster about to lift again, holding the huge wooden stick.
Just now, at that moment——
He seemed to see Hermione dying in front of his eyes.
His entire face became expressionless, but the facial muscles twitching from time to time betrayed the unspeakable anger underneath, and black flames seemed to ignite in his eyes.
He reached for his left waist with his right hand, and with a clang all over his body, a sharp blue steel sword appeared in his hand.
The next moment - boom!
The flames ignited on the long sword, and the spell enhancement derived from the cutting spell acted on the blade.
In a swift motion, the sword fell heavily, blood and flesh spattering as a large piece of smelly flesh was cut from the giant monster's arm.
The shrill roar resounded throughout the castle, releasing the ferocious and violent instincts in the flesh and blood at that moment.
Harry dodged and quickly led the troll towards the castle lawn outside the corridor.
"Harry!" Hermione screamed in fear, forcing herself to stand up and raise her wand.
However, her mind was in chaos, and the little magic spells she had learned couldn't be used at this moment.
On Harry's side, under the moonlight, he looked at the roaring troll rushing towards him. His robe sleeve shook, and his wand appeared in his hand.
The next moment, the giant wailed for no reason.
The broken tissue fluid of the eyeball fell into the air, outlining the shape of two awls.
"Not bad!" A soft voice of admiration sounded out of nowhere...
"Locomotor!" Hermione found a spell that could be used here, and she saw the giant monster's legs involuntarily retract inwards.
There was panic in Hermione's eyes. The effect of this spell was so weak that it was beyond her imagination. It wasn't enough to bring down the troll.
However - it was enough!
"Wingardium Leviosa!"
Harry cast the levitation spell again, and his whole body became lighter. He jumped high, even higher than the troll, as if walking on the moon.
"Petrificus totalus!" Hermione's curse quickly fell on the troll.
"Engorgio!"
Harry raised the sword with both hands. As he slashed at the giant monster, the entire sword became extremely huge, its increased gravitational potential even more terrifying.
"Roar!"
Blood splattered all over Harry's body, warm and smelly. It covered his face.
Around the corner, a terrified cry rang out, and Draco's pale face became even more bloodless in the moonlight.
Then, he saw the huge body collapse. And the figure standing on the giant monster's body.
It seemed that the fallen giant monster didn't affect the man's balance at all. No, that wasn't right!
He should have been standing there.
The victor should have stepped on the corpse of his prey.
Draco couldn't see who it was because his back was to the bright moonlight, silver as gossamer.
All he could see were drops of blood falling from the hanging sword.
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Translator's notes:
Hello everyone, how are you all today ?
This is the last chapter of the week. Have a nice weekend, don't forget to put a review for the translation and story.
Anyway goodbye.
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