The Dark Lord at Hogwarts is not too cold

(Looking at the data, I feel that you prefer to read my daily life? (￣▽￣)")

"My God!" Professor McGonagall found the bloodstains of giant monsters all over the corridor. She could accept it if it was just an ordinary blood pool, but this scene is too bloody: several little wizards are fighting with giant monsters. In the corridor below, the giant monster was lying on the other side of the kitchen, and it was confirmed dead. It was surrounded by palm-shaped blood stains, and some blood drops were dripping everywhere along the road.

Cedric and the little badgers were sitting back to back on the ground, while Hermione stood in front of them with a very oppressive armor,

Several professors who rushed to the scene couldn't believe their eyes, but quickly calmed down, Snape was careful not to step on the troll's blood on the soles of his shoes, and leaned in front of the corpse to observe carefully, as if he didn't smell the smell of blood,

Professor McGonagall hurried forward, "It's okay, is anyone injured?" Seeing Hermione still standing there blankly, he stepped forward and hugged her gently, "It's okay, it's all over, scourgify (clean up) "At this time, Professor McGonagall is not as strict as in the past in the classroom, but very gentle,

At this time a tall and strong figure also rushed over, it was Hagrid, he was holding a huge crossbow, and he was still leading his hound, he walked quickly around Dumbledore, and looked at Dumbledore with strange eyes by the way. glanced at Cyrus,

Who made him so conspicuous in the crowd.

"If you don't count the scars on the troll, it died of a broken throat." At this moment Snape said coldly, "I didn't expect our Miss Granger and Mr. Cyrus to have some tricks."

After hearing this, Professor Flitwick stepped forward excitedly to inspect the wound, and kept making "tsk tsk" sounds.

"Can someone explain the situation?" There was no expression on his face, as if it wasn't his student who was being attacked.

"Professor, we met the first-year wizard on the way back to the lounge." Cedric gasped and stood up, "so we stopped in front of it to prevent it from catching up."

This incident is very unusual, so Cyrus is observing everyone carefully - Dumbledore said to Hagrid: "Hagrid, please go to the fourth floor immediately and see if it is still there." He immediately led the hound away again; Professor Snape couldn't see anything; Professor McGonagall checked the injuries as soon as he found them; Professor Flitwick and Professor Sprout took the injured students and sent them to the school Hospital; the only doubt is that Professor Quirrell has disappeared.

"Do you know how dangerous your behavior is!" Professor McGonagall supported Hermione and said sharply, "Why did you come with me?" She was very afraid that these little wizards would be hurt,

"Sorry, professor...I'm just timid..." Hermione was a little at a loss,

"Okay, Miss Granger, because of your impulsiveness, Ravenclaw deducted ten points!" Hermione did not refute,

Professor McGonagall turned around and asked about the whole incident in detail.

Dumbledore stood there quietly listening to the descriptions of Professor McGonagall and Snape, his eyes would occasionally glance over them, which made the little wizards a little uneasy,

"Okay, the rest of the little wizards go back to the lounge first, Miss Granger stays..." Dumbledore listened to the detailed process asked by Professor McGonagall,

Hermione was still a little shocked by the experience just now, and the boy standing beside her felt uneasy, so she quietly held his hand. At this time, there was a figure standing behind the stairs illuminated by the jack-o-lantern. After five breaths of effort, he walked away.

"Okay, that's all for tonight. We've moved the banquet to your lounge, so it won't delay your meal time. In addition, Miss Granger's confinement will wait until Hagrid is free someday." Make an announcement," Dumbledore clapped his hands, comforting everyone, "Of course, you can also continue to hold Halloween masquerade parties."

"Of course, Miss Granger, although your behavior violated the school rules, I see courage in you and the friendship between you and Mr. Cyrus, so I can add twenty points to Ravenclaw; Thirty points for Hufflepuff for the self-sacrificing courage of students like Cyrus and Cedric~"

Hermione finally breathed a sigh of relief, the result is not too bad, although she is ready to be deducted points, she will not regret it

Cyrus didn't know what was going on in her heart, but thought she was still worried, so he said quietly, "I'll accompany you in confinement when the time comes", Cyrus was a little surprised when the girl ran over to support her.

"Oh, by the way, Miss Granger and Mr. Cyrus, you'd better go to the school infirmary on the second floor for a check-up and rest. Of course, the food for the banquet will be brought there for you." Dumbledore turned towards The two blinked and spoke kindly, their blue and wise eyes seemed to see through their small movements.

After the students had all left, Professor Snape immediately stepped forward to report the situation,

"The troll has various scars on its body, burns, cuts, and impacts on its internal organs, but the final cause of its death is a broken throat and some distortions in its neck"

"Isn't this pretty good? Even better than I was back then." Dumbledore stroked his long white beard with a smile,

"Heh... don't you know how hard the skin of the mountain troll is? It's not like two first-year freshmen and several second- and third-years who can ignore the strength of the troll's resistance and crush its throat students can do it”

Principal Dumbledore was brought to the corpse by Snapela. He saw the twisted and frightened face of the troll, and its powerful fingers were still in a stiff scratching motion.

"I see, Snape" Dumbledore sighed, "but there is no trace of the Dark Arts"

"But that's exactly what matters!"

Professor Flitwick ran over at this moment, let out a sharp "hum", and said sharply to Snape, "Don't forget, Cyrus and Hermione Granger are my students ! They rely on the constant improvement of the spell to defeat a troll, I think you are jealous"

Hearing this, Snape's expressionless face twitched. How could he be jealous of two little wizards as a master of potions?

Professor Sprout left after sending off the wizards of his own college. Fortunately, he didn't hear Professor Flitwick's words, otherwise he might grab him by the collar and fight.

Dumbledore signaled Snape to relax a bit, "All we can do is to guide them correctly, otherwise there is nothing wrong with gifted students indulging in black magic and using the spells they have learned to protect others."

"Dumbledore, I want to make an exception and let two people enter my dueling club!" Professor Flitwick begged the headmaster, "Look at my club, how many years have passed, it's time for some fresh blood!"

Dumbledore looked helplessly at the urchin-like but equally respected professor, "You should ask the person concerned about this kind of thing. I heard that they already have three or four papers in their hands."

"It doesn't matter, my spell theory can be conducted at the same time as the dueling club." Flitwick waved his hand, expressing his determination. With the cooperation of several senior students, the first grade can kill a xxxx magical creature.

What's this?This is great talent!I, Ravenclaw, must fight for my breath at the Dueling Club!

Cedric, Summers and others returned to the lounge. At this moment, everyone's eyes were around,

Gabriel Truman, the former senior prefect, made room for them and greeted them to take their seats, "Hurry up, come here! We haven't started eating yet." When they took their seats, the little badgers immediately surrounded them.

"So how...how did you kill a grown troll?"

Everyone was curious about this question and kept gesticulating,

"Hey, Merlin's rotten wand, you may not believe it, it was Hermione Granger who killed the troll."

"That little guy from Ravenclaw?" Everyone ate around the fireplace, listening to their descriptions,

Summers recalled the scene at that time, and couldn't help shivering,

"Do you believe it? The giant forest monster was cut off alive"

Cedric gestured there, "There is also Cyrus' curse, which is too powerful. My cutting curse can only barely cut through the giant monster's skin, and he can directly cut a wound."

"God of War in the Corridor?" A person suddenly called out, but the title he wanted was opposed by others,

"It's too ugly." Hannah said that it sounded weird, "Or... Gemini Killer?"

And in the Ravenclaw lounge, everyone received the notification from the professors, so they all continued the banquet in the lounge, and Hermione Granger was obviously the center of the topic, and he left the team for no reason and never came back. The eagles who are sharp and good at logical deduction will naturally not ignore this point,

"Troll, Hermione is gone, the school infirmary, there is a mystery inside!"

"When the dean came in to inform, he didn't have any negative emotions on his face." Penelope Clearwater, a senior student of Ravenclaw, added, "It seems that he is in a good mood."

Roger Davis went on to speculate, "Then is it possible that Granger left for something, then met the troll, and finally entered the school infirmary because of the fight with the troll?"

"It's very simple, just ask Hufflepuff and Hermione tomorrow." Mandy Blocher said while eating panna cotta. "Compared to this, I am more curious about the reason why she left the team."

........

In the midst of intense discussions and speculations, the two parties came to the school hospital on the second floor led by Mrs. Poppy Pomfrey.

There are not many beds in the school hospital, only six, and there is a person lying on it. The curtains on both sides of someone's bed are drawn to cover it, and it is impossible to see who it is.

In fact, there is nothing serious about the two of them, just a routine inspection to see if they were injured during the battle,

"It seems that your luck is not bad, you didn't suffer any injuries." Madam Pomfrey said in surprise after checking the two, "It's just fatigue caused by the exhaustion of magic power, but you should rest here for a night." , and prepared a potion for the two of them, for calming the nerves,

Then arranged for them to lie down and drew up their respective curtains.

In the school infirmary at night, there is only moonlight, which enters the room through the arched windows next to each bed to provide light,

The two lay on the bed one after the other, silent for a long time, and finally Cyrus turned over,

"Hermione, are you asleep?" He took off his helmet and mask, lowered his voice and shouted, "Hermione?" He shouted several times but there was no response, "It seems that I really fell asleep...forget it It's time..." Wrapped in the quilt and ready to sleep,

Hermione, who was lying on the bed next to him, heard his shout, sighed helplessly, slapped her palm lightly, and the curtain between the two was pulled away, and then hooked her hand again, and Cyrus' body The bed that got off leaned over by itself.

Sensing the movement, Cyrus opened his eyes and met the girl's eyes. Their beds were pressed together, "What's the matter~" Hermione asked him weakly,

The tone of the whole room is cool, the brown eyes reflect the moonlight, and the Jupiter hanging on the chest also emits a faint light. Both of them are bent sideways, with their legs curled up, and their eyes are facing each other.

"Don't you think it's strange this time? Trolls, creatures with almost no intelligence, broke through the walls of Hogwarts and came here." Cyrus quietly shared the information with her,

"And when the professor came from behind, I saw a figure at the end of the corridor, a bit like Professor Quirrell's, because his turban is so special."

"But...if the professor put it in, what good would it do him?!"

"But today he came in to remind everyone, it can't be a thief shouting catch a thief, it doesn't do any good for him..."

"During the Defense Against the Dark Arts class recently, I always felt that he was a little strange..." Hermione also said her own opinion, "It seems... It seems that he, who was more confident, returned to the way he was at the beginning, and... And I have a hunch..." She didn't know how to describe it,

"Is it like a fishing boat caught in a storm? A feeling of being sucked into the whirlpool of the sea" "Yes! That's it"

Cyrus was a little uneasy, sat up and turned to look at the moon outside the window, "I'm always a little uneasy", he understood Anakin a bit,

"Me too" Hermione suddenly remembered the feeling of killing the troll for a moment, "I had a feeling before... Cyrus...", she looked a little helpless, sitting up and leaning on the pillow, in the cup hold your legs underneath,

"I feel a lot, other people's tension, anxiety, my own fear and anger..." She stretched out a hand from the quilt and rubbed the pendant on her chest, "I...I just want to protect you, protect you"

Not everyone can keep their faces unchanged after killing an intelligent life, at least not her,

"The important thing is that you did it"

Yes, she did, and today, she did stand in front of him.

Hermione went through a high-intensity battle tonight, and with Madam Pomfrey's calming potion, she already felt a little shaky. He could see how tired she was, and couldn't help but feel a little distressed.

In the end, the girl slid on the pillow and landed on Cyrus. He supported her head, sat up a little more, and let Hermione lie gently on his lap,

When the brown hair ball fell on his lap, Cyrus trembled slightly, feeling a numbness in his heart, but he still imitated Hermione's technique and helped her rub her shoulders.

Cyrus couldn't fall asleep after drinking the sedative potion, he just looked at the girl's occasionally trembling eyelashes and thought about something,

The room is very quiet, as if time has stopped,

Hermione had already fallen asleep, maybe something happened in a dream, she suddenly hugged Cyrus' waist with both hands, hanging on his body like a koala, with crystal threads hanging from the corner of her mouth to his clothes .

He leaned against the pillow quietly, unconsciously from the things from his childhood to the things that happened in the magic world, and the things he experienced in his dreams, he found that the relationship between Hermione and him was unique;

But he didn't know which kind of "like" and which kind of "love" it belonged to. He thought to himself: "Maybe I need to test it so that I can recognize my heart."

Just like that, Cyrus gradually calmed down during the repeated self-questioning, feeling Hermione's breathing, and also fell into a deep sleep.