The Lonely Dragon of Hogwarts

Watching Professor Quirrell pass out.

The restaurant suddenly became chaotic.

It wasn't until Dumbledore raised his wand high that the tip of his wand erupted with a series of fireworks and explosions before everyone reluctantly fell silent.

"Prefects," Dumbledore said seriously, "bring the students from your respective houses back to their dormitories immediately!"

As soon as this statement came out, the Slytherins were the first to react.

The male and female prefects quickly dispatched and began to evacuate with all the Slytherins in a very serious manner.

You must know that trolls are a subspecies of giants. They have low intelligence, but they have huge sizes and terrifying strength, and they kill violently.

The most important thing is that their skin, like giants, has anti-magic properties.

Even the attacks of some adult wizards have difficulty penetrating the skin and truly injuring them, let alone young wizards.

If the troll really breaks into the group of students, it will be a disaster.

"Michelle, please come with us to Slytherin first." The female prefect who had been feeding Michelle during the banquet said, "Sister, there are many pretty little dresses in her dormitory. My sister will put it on for you when you get back later."

As she spoke, a trace of expectation flashed across the face of the female prefect.

She really likes Michelle, after all, Michelle is so cute.

However, Michelle, who was used to eating and drinking, said with a serious face this time:

"Sorry, senior sister, I just found out that Hermione has never come to the party, and she doesn't know about the trolls yet. I have to save her!"

After saying this, Michelle burst out with amazing strength, broke free from the female prefect's hand, and rushed towards the door of the auditorium.

John was startled by her sudden move, and after reacting, he chased after her with a face full of shock and anger.

While chasing him, he shouted angrily:

"Michelle! You are dead! I will take away all your pocket money when this matter is over!"

Seeing the two people leaving the auditorium one after another, the female prefect looked confused.

In desperation, she could only turn her eyes to the male prefect aside for help.

The male prefect was already so busy that he was sweating profusely. Seeing this, he helplessly spread his hands and said:

"There is nothing we can do. Report it to Professor Snape."

……

at the same time.

Hermione was hiding in a stall in the women's room, crying.

She doesn't understand what she did wrong.

She obviously acted in strict accordance with the school rules, studied hard every day, completed her homework beyond the limit, and even learned knowledge outside the curriculum on her own.

In addition, she often helps her classmates and helps them with their homework. She also donates generously to classmates who encounter difficulties in life. If others violate school rules, she will rush to stop them as soon as possible.

However, everyone disliked her.

Everyone was talking bad about her, even calling her 'Miss Rabbit' to her face and making fun of her teeth.

Of course, Hermione didn't really care about any of these things.

After all, she didn't actually regard these people as her friends, so she could just talk to them if they wanted to.

But Harry and Ron, whom she had recently regarded as friends, also abandoned her.

It’s all John Shafiq’s fault!

Hermione really couldn't understand Harry and Ron's brain circuits.

It was obvious that John Shafiq had been deceiving and inducing them, and even did that kind of thing to Harry during the midnight duel.

But they always thought that John Shafiq was good and had his own reasons.

She helped analyze it and said some fair words, but in the end, Harry and Ron hated her.

Thinking back to the quarrel in Harry's dormitory, Hermione cried even louder.

It's not like she hasn't tried to repair this friendship in the past month and a half.

Unfortunately, every time she approached and showed her kindness, she failed to achieve any results. Sometimes it even backfired, causing Ron to ridicule her.

This put more and more pressure on her, and now she couldn't bear it anymore.

"pat-"

Perhaps because she cried too hard, a hard candy wrapped in oil paper fell out of Hermione's pocket.

Seeing this, Hermione was so shocked that she didn't even bother to cry. She hurriedly picked it up and carefully wiped it again and again to make sure there was no dirt on it. Then she breathed a sigh of relief and held it tightly in her hands.

This candy was given to her by Michelle.

The bag of candy given to Michelle by the Weasley brothers was not completely destroyed by Michelle, Harry, and Ron.

Michelle specially kept one and gave it to Hermione when she came back.

This moved Hermione very much, because she also knew that Michelle's favorite thing was to eat.

Normally, Michelle would just give food to her best friends.

Of course, Michelle has a lot of 'best friends', but this can't be blamed on Michelle. Who makes Michelle such a kind person?

At the same time, Michelle is currently the only student in the entire Hogwarts who is still willing to associate with Hermione.

She sometimes even helps Hermione to fight against those who bully Hermione.

Hermione saw all this.

And the more this happened, the less Hermione dared to get too close to Michelle.

After all, she is an unlucky person who hates dogs, and she is deeply afraid that Michelle will be implicated because of her relationship.

She has never been willing to eat the candy Michelle gave her.

Only when the pressure is too great to bear, she will secretly take out the candy.

Just looking at that piece of candy made Hermione feel sweet in her heart.

Because she knew that she was not alone, and Michelle was still her friend.

It's the same this time.

Feeling the shape of the candy in her hands, Hermione suddenly felt better.

She took a deep breath and prepared to go to the auditorium for the dinner.

Michelle would have been anxious if she hadn't seen her arrive.

But before she could push open the compartment door, a huge shadow enveloped her.

At the same time, there was an indescribable stench.

Hermione looked up subconsciously and saw a huge monster twelve feet tall standing in front of her cubicle door.

Looking at the other person's little head as bald as a coconut shell, Hermione instantly recognized the other person's identity.

troll!

Hermione wanted to scream.

Fortunately, she reacted in time and reached out to cover her mouth firmly.

Tears flowed again under the influence of fear.

But this time Hermione didn't dare to wipe it again.

She was afraid that she would scream if she let go.

Under Hermione's devout prayers, the troll did not notice Hermione who was only one step away from it, and turned around to leave.

Hermione breathed a sigh of relief.

But at the next moment, Michelle's voice suddenly sounded from a distance.

"Hermione! Where are you Hermione! There is a troll in the corridor, and Professor Dumbledore wants us to evacuate!"

Hermione's heart lifted again, because she discovered that the giant monster standing outside also heard the sound and was looking for it, obviously preparing to kill Michelle.

At this moment, Hermione had thousands of thoughts running through her mind, and finally she gritted her teeth and screamed:

"Run away! Michelle! Leave me alone! Run away!"

After yelling this sentence, Hermione turned pale and slumped in the cubicle.

She understood that the troll would definitely be attracted to her voice again.

She is dead!

It would be a lie to say that I don’t regret it.

She is only 11 years old this year and cannot accept death at all.

Of course, if she had to do it again, she would definitely choose to do this again.

After all, Michelle is her only friend.

It’s just... death is really scary...

Hermione thought desperately.

"Bam—"

The compartment door in front of Hermione was thrown open.

However, it was not the ugly troll that appeared in front of her, but Michelle.

"Hermione! Don't be afraid! I'm here to save you!"

Michelle said with a smile.

At this time, Michelle was so tall and sacred in Hermione's eyes.

There seemed to be white wings spread out behind her, and a halo seemed to appear above her head.

"Ah, Michelle...are you an angel?"

Hermione couldn't help but murmured.

And at the next moment, a deafening roar came from the side.

The troll held a thick wooden stick and hit Michelle hard.