The Wizarding Journey of Hogwarts

Chapter 53 How Smelly Are Socks Not Washed For A Month?
Back in time a little, Harry and Ron are enjoying a Halloween banquet in the Great Hall.

Looking at the bats flying in the sky, sitting in the huge pumpkin house, eating delicious pumpkin pie, Harry was very happy.For him, Hogwarts is heaven, he likes it so much!
Here, you don't need to endure bullying from your uncle's family, and you don't need to see Dali's stupid face every day.You can eat hearty food every day, live in a spacious dormitory, and lie on a soft big bed.The most important thing is that here, there is his good friend - Ron, who plays with him every day.

It would be better if people didn't run up to him every time, yelling and wanting to see the scar on his forehead.

In fact, he didn't mind that others wanted to see the scar on his forehead. When he first met Ron on the Hogwarts Express, he showed it casually.But the problem is, those people are completely endless. After watching it during the day, watching it at night, watching it today and tomorrow, no matter how good-tempered Harry is, his scalp is numb by those people, and he wants to scold him.

Just when Harry was intoxicated with the present, thinking about the future, and complaining a little in his heart by the way, an untimely loud noise interrupted his thoughts.

Their Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, Professor Quirrell, slammed open the door of the auditorium.

He stumbled to Professor Dumbledore's dining table and said loudly, "Trolls... are in Hogwarts, Watts Castle, Castle, I thought you should, should know."

After speaking, he fell to the ground and passed out.

Harry was very curious. Professor Quirrell looked like he was going to pass out in a second. In fact, he did pass out, but why was he still shouting so loudly?And seeing how nervous he was, he must have been running all the way here.But why is the big scarf wrapped around his head not messed up at all?

In other words, Harry has never seen Professor Quirrell's scarf messed up.No matter what time, the scarf will be neatly wrapped around Professor Quirrell's head, which is really magical.

Harry saw Professor Dumbledore staring at Professor Quirrell who was lying on the ground with his eyes wide open, wondering what he was thinking.

So what was Dumbledore thinking?

Actually he was thinking: 'MMP Yo! '.

Why didn't I find that Quilo was so stupid before! ?For this flamboyant acting, he can only score 3 points at most, no more.By the way, out of 1 points.Even at this time, he didn't forget to add 2 point to him for pretending to be stuttering, otherwise he would only get [-] points.

And Quirrell just fell into a coma in front of him. Do you think he should help Quirrell up?Or just leave him alone?Leave him alone, it will appear that he, the principal, is inconsiderate of his subordinates, letting the professor lie on the cold floor and ignore him; What can I do if the big scarf is knocked off?With so many people watching, it's time for Dumbledore to figure out a way to end it.

So today's young people don't know how to be considerate of this 100-year-old old man.

Dumbledore let out a long sigh in his heart, but he was indeed an experienced old man with more than 100 years of life experience.Soon, he adjusted his emotions and played along with Quirrell.

As for those details, he left them aside. Anyway, they are just a group of little wizards, so they are very foolish.

Dumbledore stood up and said loudly: "The prefects of each college, immediately lead everyone back to the lounges of each college. The professors are going to find the troll."

Harry got up and followed the crowd to return to the Gryffindor common room.He was going to ask the seniors in detail what the troll was, so that he could go to the troll to settle the score afterwards when he became more powerful.You must know that he was only half full now, but when he was eating well, he had to stop because of a giant monster's fault!
Looking at the delicious pumpkin pie and sweet pumpkin juice on the table, Harry felt like killing someone.

Just when Harry was thinking about all this, Ron suddenly pulled him from behind.

After Ron pulled Harry to an empty corner, he said secretly: "Hermione doesn't know about the troll yet, we have to tell her!"

I don't know if it was out of guilt, or because he was afraid that the professors would know that he was speaking ill of others behind his back, but he himself would hear it. Anyway, Ron decided to take Harry to find Hermione.

Harry heard this, and after thinking for two seconds, he felt that this was very good and there was nothing wrong with it, so he and Ron went to find Hermione...

However, after sneaking away from the large group, the two of them suddenly realized that they didn't know where Hermione was!They had heard from Hermione's roommate that Hermione was crying in a girls' bathroom.But the problem is, there are so many girls' bathrooms in Hogwarts, who knows which one!If I knew it, I would have asked Hermione's roommate.

But it's a pity that the names of the two people are not 'know'.In desperation, the two chose the nearest one and hurried over.

"Ron," Harry said suddenly, covering his nose, "do you smell a bad smell?"

"Yes, it smells like Seamus' pair of socks that haven't been washed for a month."

Ron covered his nose too.

"Why doesn't Seamus wash a pair of socks after wearing them for a month!? Isn't it as long as you put them in the laundry basket, the clothes will automatically become clean? Why doesn't he put them in? No wonder some time ago, I always felt that the clothes in the dormitory There was a strange smell, and I thought someone's stash of food had rotted."

Harry looked at Ron in amazement, and even the smell was forgotten in shock.

"Just last month, Seamus said he was curious about how stinky socks could become, so he challenged them. Maybe you were too busy punishing your Potions homework and didn't notice."

"What happened in the end? By the way, wouldn't he feel bad if a pair of socks were left unwashed for a month?"

"Who knows what's going on in his mind. In the end, it was so stinky that Seamus couldn't take it anymore, so he gave up and continued the challenge. To be honest, if he doesn't give up again, I'm going to take out my wand and give him a bad blow." Damn it, it really stinks!"

The two who were immersed in the conversation continued to walk forward as if nothing had happened, and then at the next corner, they met...a giant monster.

The troll looked down at the two little things that suddenly ran up to it.These two little things are very familiar to him.

Although their giant monsters have bad brains, they still remember what they saw just 2 minutes ago.Especially the things that impress it, it can remember them for 20 minutes before forgetting them!

'Hey~'

But the troll was a little curious, shouldn't these two little things be behind him?Why did you suddenly run to the front to block it?It shouldn't have done anything bad!

(End of this chapter)