HP Hogwarts, a piece of daily life

The auditorium suddenly became chaotic.

Professor Dumbledore had to let purple fireworks go off the tip of his wand a few times before everyone fell silent.

"Prefect," he said in a low voice, "immediately lead the students from each college to the dormitory." [Original]

The prefects of the four colleges immediately took action: "Follow me, don't get separated, first-year students—"

Percy's voice could be heard clearly across two rows of tables.

As for Slytherin, everyone's eyes were on Lin An.In addition to fear, many people's faces actually showed a look of eagerness to try.

Lin An frowned: "What are you looking at me for? Could it be that your small body can carry the giant monster? Follow the prefect back."

She finally remembered what she had forgotten.

On Halloween, Hermione and Harry Ron had a conflict and hid alone in the women's bathroom, and the troll came at this time.

To be honest, she hesitated for a moment whether she should go, trying to bring the poor little girl back quickly.

But beside her, all the Slytherin students were looking at her. Although Lin An felt that she was very talented, she had no experience in fighting trolls...

She hesitated, and finally gave up sadly.

Probably, this is the real self.

As soon as this thought flashed through, Harry and Ron hurried over from the long table in Gryffindor——

"Linan! Linan!"

Harry yelled.

Lin An subconsciously stopped, and beside him, Draco pursed his lips, staring at her with gray-blue eyes.

Harry ran over panting, under the clear lenses, his green pupils shone with a particularly anxious light:

"Linan, Hermione doesn't know about the troll yet, she's in the bathroom on the fourth floor!"

Harry looked at her expectantly, his face was pale, but his expression was hopeful: "You...I mean, you are very powerful..."

"Can you...can you..."

He looked at Lin An pleadingly.

That is a living human life.

The Harry in front of her once led her to accept the world soberly when she was most helpless.

Lin An took a deep breath: "Draco," she ordered, turning her head, "follow the prefect and take everyone back to the dormitory."

"you!"

Draco grabbed her wrist: "Lin An, you are just a first-year freshman!"

Then he glared at Harry fiercely: "Potter!"

His cheeks were flushed: "You should go to the dean and professor for this kind of thing, why come to her!"

Ron blushed: "Harry because of me..."

"No," Harry pointed to the front: "The dean and professors are busy evacuating the students, I can't squeeze in front!"

"You're not allowed to go either!" Draco looked at Lin An, his chest heaving violently, and his fair cheeks were blushing.

Lin An did not hesitate, and reached out to touch Draco's soft light golden hair at this moment: "Draco, have confidence in me, I will be fine."

"In addition, by the way, let the dean or the professor know that I will go to the women's bathroom with Harry first. If we can bring Hermione out as soon as possible, then everything will be happy—let's go."

She turned forward, the black robe slipping from Draco's palm.

Harry and Ron hurried to follow.

While climbing the stairs in a hurry, Lin An asked, "How do you know that Hermione is in the women's bathroom on the fourth floor?"

Ron gasped: "I, I... sorry," he had a strong uneasiness on his face:

"I heard Parvati Patil tell Lavender at dinner that Hermione was crying in the ladies' room and not letting anyone comfort her. I'm not... I'm just..."

He was incoherent and didn't know what to defend.