Time flies by at Hogwarts, and Hufflepuff seems to be the quietest gravel in the years. Hannah can always get me out of bed in various strange ways, which makes me often write to Ruth complained.

On an unknown day, when I was going to enjoy dinner in the lobby after finishing the Charms class, I saw Harry and Ron running towards me. They pulled me past, and Harry asked me, "Excuse me, Ruth, Did you see Hermione?"

I looked at them inexplicably: "No, what happened to Hermione?"

There was a noticeable silence between Harry and Ron, they looked down, and I felt my left eyelid twitch violently.

"We had some trouble...and now that Hermione's gone, I thought you might know," Harry said, glancing at Ron, and I looked at Ron, noticing that his eyes were evasive.

"It's a pity that I'm just a Hufflepuff." I glared at Ron. Although I haven't been in contact with Hermione for a long time, I must not look at such a knowledgeable and not bad girl stupidly. Polite kid offended.

In the original book, the two of them together at the end reminded me of the abstract representative picture of Beauty and the Beast.

I snorted to Ron, "I thought you could tell me what happened?"

"Ron was overheard by Hermione when he spoke ill of Hermione, they..." Harry pushed his glasses, his emerald eyes were shining brightly, he said to me.

"Then Mr. Weasley should be glad Hermione didn't cast some little jinx on you." I smirked. "Hermione might be in the bathroom."

If as expected, Hermione is crying in the women's bathroom, just like in the original book, and Harry and the others seem to spend too much time on me, I'm not sure if Hermione has suffered, I really don't want to Facing the troll, but I don't want to lose Hermione even more.

We came to the empty second floor on this thunderstorm night. The dark second floor was extremely gloomy. We took out the wand from the sleeve and held it in our hands, even though I couldn't even use the Levitation Charm well.

"Russ, are you sure Hermione's here?" Ron yelled angrily behind me.

"Shut up, Weasley!"

I turned my head and glared at him, successfully choking him.

As we were advancing, a huge shadow appeared on the wall in front of us. Harry spotted the shadow sharply, and pulled us to hide behind the armor on the side.

"I don't think that's human." Harry watched the shadow grow bigger and bigger in disbelief.

"Of course, that's a troll," I said with a sad face.

Almost as soon as I finished speaking, the troll revealed its huge head, then his lime-like body, and that huge club.It was so much more terrifying than watching a movie, I could hardly catch my breath.

Ron's trembling voice came from behind: "Why are there trolls in Hogwarts?!"

"Shut up, Weasley!" I cursed at him under my breath.

After a long time you will find that Hogwarts not only has trolls, but also Voldemort!

A thunderbolt hit the hollowed-out iron window next to us. The giant monster glanced at us, and I saw its cloudy eyes. After a while, he panted and continued to walk forward, gradually getting far behind its footsteps. After going, I pulled those two Gryffindors out.

"Where are you going?" Ron looked at me in disbelief.

"Go and save Hermione, the troll is going into the girls' bathroom!" I pointed in the direction the troll was walking, and I was about to tap dance in a hurry.

"But that's a troll!"

"But that's Hermione!" I told him word for word, staring at Weasley.

"I don't mind you, because maybe you have less courage than a Hufflepuff."

Harry and I stared at Weasley until he couldn't stand the provocation and ran up angrily.By the time we got outside the bathroom, Hermione was screaming.

"It's really Hermione!"

"Shut up, Weasley!"

I've said shut up three times in one night, why is Weasley's mouth still opening and closing!

We opened the door and found that Hermione looked up from the ruins, and Harry yelled at Hermione in a panic——

"Run, Hermione!" But the troll's stick directly knocked down another row of barriers, and Hermione choked her head and yelled for help.

Weasley eagerly smacked the troll with a splintered plank on the ground, hoping to get its attention, and he hurled the plank at the troll's head——

"Here, you idiot!"

The big troll's head looked lumberingly at Weasley.

"Run, it's pissed off by you!" I yelled at Weasley, backing away in a panic.

But when the troll was about to walk towards Weasley, the moving Hermione caught its attention again.

Harry.Potter pulled out his wand, and just when I thought he was about to cast a spell, he went straight up and hugged the troll's arm... and mounted the troll's neck, and he stuck his wand in the troll's nose .This made the troll become agitated all of a sudden, I pointed my wand at the troll in a panic, and the words that came to my mind in an instant were——

"Fuchsia!"

Thanks to Ruth, the spell is half the battle!Because the troll only rotated 90 degrees, and then the troll and Harry fell to the ground, which made us all stunned.

Harry got up from the ground and yelled at us: "Just figure it out!"

"What can we do!?" Ron asked bewildered.

"Whatever!" Harry was dragged to the ground by the troll, and we saw the troll stand up again. I have never regretted coming to change the plot so much!

At this time Ron also took out his wand, and Hermione looked at him in surprise and said, "Swipe!"

Almost at the moment when Harry was about to be hit by the troll's club, Ron yelled the Levitation Charm——

"Winga Tim Leviosa!"

The spell worked, and the troll's club floated above its head.

At this moment, time almost stands still.

"The spell stops!" I waved my wand at the stick tremblingly, just like Ruth did every time he lifted the fuchsia, but the spell worked, and the stick fell successfully and hit the troll in the head.

"cool!"

There was a smile on Weasley's face that was finally worth the pain, and this time I didn't tell him to shut up, because I was going crazy with fright myself, and I slumped on the bathroom floor, panting heavily infrequently.

"Is he dead?" Hermione came from under the sink, her face still wet with tears and dust.

"I don't know, maybe I fainted." Harry shook his head and took a long breath.

I joked with them without a smile when Harry drew his wand with troll snot from under the troll's nose --

"If I were you, I'd consider a different wand."

Obviously, no one can appreciate my bad jokes at this time.

There were hurried footsteps at the door, and Professor McGonagall ran into the bathroom.

She dragged her long wizard robe and stopped at the door of the bathroom, covering her chest and looking at the mess: "God, explain to me what's going on!"

Hermione took it all on her own initiative, with wet tears still on her face, telling Professor McGonagall that she ran out and encountered the troll, and we saved her.

With Professor McGonagall's expression of helplessness and implied joy, she deducted 5 points for Hermione and added 5 points for each of us.

This is the first time I've scored points for Hufflepuff and almost lost my life, I almost cry thinking about it.

"Professor Snape, maybe you can lead Miss Ruth back to Hufflepuff's dormitory." Professor McGonagall said to Professor Snape.

She smiled at me kindly: "She looks terrified."

Because all the professors are very tolerant and understanding towards Hufflepuff, sometimes I think they look at Hufflepuff as if they were looking at a baby, except of course Professor Snape, who always looks at Hufflepuff like a troll !

I bid farewell to the three Gryffindors. They seemed to look at me differently. I hurriedly said good night and walked away with Professor Snape. I was really afraid to look into their eyes again. Don't want to spoil directly.

"Maybe the sorting hat is wrong." Walking in the corridor, Snape's voice came from ahead.

"Miss Erous has the courage to go directly to Gryffindor!"

His broad cloak swished, making him walk like a giant bat in the dark.

"But I'm a Hufflepuff," I replied weakly.

Professor Snape stopped immediately, looking at me coldly.

"Before your brain is covered with the troll's snot, I hope you can figure out what the professor means to you, Miss Ruth."

"Thank you for your concern, Professor Snape." I sneaked a glance at him.

"...it seems you don't realize your mistake." Snape said bluntly and coldly, and I frowned behind him.

Professor Snape didn't say a word to me until I entered Hufflepuff's lounge. He sent me to Hufflepuff's entrance and turned around.

"Just a moment, Professor Snape."

The man who was about to drown in the darkness stopped, and just before he was about to spray venom on me again, I gave him a Hufflepuff-style smile at his back.

"Good night, Professor Snape."

The thin professor just paused, nodded his head so shallow that he couldn't detect it, and his figure was completely immersed in the dim corridor.

In this way, even if Professor Snape died unexpectedly in the end, I can at least comfort myself that I said goodbye to him.

When I walked into the dormitory, Hannah was still asleep. Seeing me coming back in a panic, she got out of bed and asked me what happened.

"Dear Hannah, I added 5 points to Hufflepuff today. But I'm too tired now, can we discuss it tomorrow?"

I stuffed my head directly into the quilt. When I was young, I was afraid of sleeping alone, so I liked to use the quilt to suffocate myself tightly, as if the quilt could block all ghosts and ghosts.

Hopefully that includes trolls as well.

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