Hogwarts Shippuden

Professor McGonagall looked at the daring little wizards with a stern face, "What the **** are you playing?"

There was cold anger in her voice, "Why don't you guys stay in the dormitory honestly? You are lucky not to be killed by it!"

At this time, Hermione, who had recovered from her panic a little, stood in front of Professor McGonagall, "Professor McGonagall, they are looking for me."

She wanted to lie to Professor McGonagall, saying that she had read about trolls in books and thought she could deal with trolls.

But what she didn't expect was that Hannah stood in front of her.

"Professor McGonagall! Ron and Hermione had a conflict at the end of the afternoon spell class."

To tell the truth, Hannah disrupted Little Beaver's plan at once.

"I spent the whole afternoon with Hermione in the women's bathroom, and we didn't know about the troll breaking into the castle."

Kyle also stood up, "I was worried that the two of them would encounter trolls, so I came to find them."

Professor McGonagall stared at the three people in front of her. She knew that the three of them had a good relationship. "Is that so? Miss Granger?"

Hermione could only nod helplessly, that's exactly how things were.

However, she underreported some of the facts. For example, some two idiots locked the troll in the toilet and nearly killed her and Hannah.

Seeing that the two could turn around and attract the attention of the trolls for them, Hermione and Hannah decided to let them go for the time being.

Professor McGonagall stared at Harry and Ron with stern eyes, "What's the matter with you two?"

"They should also be worried about my safety, so they came to find me." Hermione explained for the two of them.

Professor McGonagall's expression softened significantly. She looked at Harry and Ron with a slightly milder tone than before, "If that's the case, give each of you five points for your brave performance."

Harry and Ron looked at each other and grinned.

But she glanced at Ron again, "But you shouldn't speak ill of others behind your back, Ron Weasley takes five points."

Ron's face suddenly collapsed.

Kyle quietly kicked the toilet door behind him to a small gap, revealing the scene behind him, and then coughed lightly.

He was signaling that Professor McGonagall should give him a few more points, after all, he killed a troll single-handedly.

Seeing the troll blood flowing through the crack of the door, Professor McGonagall's face twitched.

Are Grindelwald children always so fierce?

"Twenty points for Hufflepuff."

After helping Harry clean the troll blood from his body, Professor McGonagall started chasing people.

"You'd better hurry back to your respective common room. The students are all enjoying the Halloween dinner in their own academies."

The five little wizards were separated here, Hermione waved to Kyle and Hannah, and followed the savior duo back to the common room.

Looking at the back of the original Iron Triangle, Kyle smiled. Having experienced this troll attack, Hermione should be able to become friends with the two of them, right?

In fact, because of the intrusion of Kyle and Hannah, the friendship between Hermione and the other two corners of the Iron Triangle is far from the level of the original.

"We should have won more than ten points," grumbled Ron, who was walking away.

Harry patted his good friend on the shoulder,

"Professor McGonagall is right to deduct your five points, otherwise Hermione wouldn't be there at the Halloween dinner."

The conversation between the two quickly shifted from Hermione to Kyle.

If it wasn't for the tricks taught by Kyle, maybe he would have died suddenly by now? A certain savior who was trapped and didn't even know it thought to himself.

…

In the middle of the night, in the principal's office, Kyle, who should have been sleeping in the dormitory, appeared here.

After staring at Dumbledore for a long time, Dumbledore finally settled in Bengbu before Kyle.

"Don't you have anything to say?"

"What did you say... the God's Edge Shadowless Curse?" Kyle avoided Dumbledore's gaze and looked up at the ceiling.

Dumbledore squinted, "That's not the problem, what I want to know is, how could you be so indifferent to such a scene?"

When Dumbledore approached the toilet where the troll was killed, a few steps away from the door, he smelled a strong stench inside.

The scene behind the door was not what he expected. The dark red liquid of the big beach was spreading on the floor.

A few months ago, Dumbledore extracted a picture from the twin brothers' minds through Legilimency - Kyle killed a werewolf with Chidori.

But it was at a critical moment of life, Dumbledore could understand.

But the pictures extracted from Harry tonight made him feel a little worried.

Looking at it from a playback point of view through Legilimency, Dumbledore found that when Kyle killed the troll with Shenfeng Wuying, the expression on his face was not panic at all.

It was calm with a hint of excitement.

When Kyle killed the troll, the decisive and ruthless killing revealed by Dumbledore had already made Dumbledore see the shadow of the Dark Lord.

Of course, it is impossible to become the next generation of Dark Lord just by killing decisively.

What worries Dumbledore even more is that after going through something like that, Kyle can comfort Hermione and Hannah with a calm face, and he can argue with Professor McGonagall to give Hufflepuff more points...

Dumbledore sighed. Although his children's performance made him happy enough, it also made him feel very tired.

"Daddy, Daddy?" Kyle stretched out his hand and pulled Dumbledore's sleeve. Why did the old man suddenly lose his mind while talking?

Dumbledore snapped back to his senses, and looked at Kyle with solemn eyes again.

"That... Dad, if there is nothing else, then I'll go back to sleep?" Kyle, who was sitting in the chair, had already tilted his feet in the direction of the office door.

Dumbledore touched his chin, "You haven't answered my question yet."

"Okay," Kyle sighed, "Dad, have you seen butchering a pig?"

Dumbledore: ? ? ?

What does this have to do with slaughtering pigs?

Kyle put down the milk glass in his hand, "I used to live in New York, and there was a Chinese restaurant nearby. The owner is very nice."

The expression on Dumbledore's face was even more confused. What does this have to do with the question he just asked?

"He invited me to eat pork dumplings several times. The pigs he used were all raised and killed by himself. I have seen the scene of killing pigs several times."

Dumbledore rubbed his temple helplessly, he probably understood what Kyle meant.

"You're saying that you've seen this kind of scene a lot, so when you killed that troll, you didn't have much trouble in your heart, right?"

Kyle nodded frantically.

Co-authored... Did this kid kill the troll as a pig?

Dumbledore never thought that he would get such a strange answer from Kyle.

He had prepared several sets of love and peace rhetoric, ready to cleanse Kyle's heart.

But when the question involved Kyle's wandering experience, the big principles he had prepared before were no longer applicable.

Fortunately, the worst did not happen, and Kyle's style of painting did not advance rapidly in the direction of the third-generation Dark Lord, which made Dumbledore a little relieved.

"Okay, let's go back and rest." Dumbledore stood up and patted Kyle on the shoulder.