Hogwarts: I'm the only cultivator here!

"What is it guarding? Perhaps, but whatever it is guarding is beyond our ability to find out. Our small bodies are no match for it."

Cerberus: Oh right, you can't beat me. I accidentally bumped into the floor. It wasn't someone who slapped me.

Hearing Ye Feng's words, Harry and Ron's burning adventurous spirit was immediately doused with cold water and extinguished by most of it. But the reason why the protagonist is the protagonist is because they possess an incomparably powerful spirit of courting death (crossed out), the spirit of adventure.

So, not long after returning to their dorm from Ye Feng and Hermione, the two, whose scars hadn't fully healed, completely forgot the pain and immediately huddled together to discuss what was under the trapdoor.

Of course, Ye Feng's words did have some effect, so although they discussed it, they didn't really intend to put it into action, and the matter was quickly forgotten by them because Harry was about to start practicing Quidditch.

As for Ye Feng, he had no interest in Quidditch. So, although he, Cho Chang, and Hermione all bought Nimbus 2,000, he didn't touch the broomsticks again except to add a few protective magic circles to them. He was completely immersed in researching Transfiguration until one day at dinner, when Quirrell burst into the restaurant shouting.

Chapter 33 Fainting (Physics Version)

"Yeah~"

With a loud creak, the restaurant door was pushed open from the outside, and a person whose head was completely covered with a headscarf and who was dressed very much like an Indian rushed in shouting.

"There's a giant monster in the underground classroom!" (terrified)

"There's a giant monster in the underground classroom!" 0ДQ cried out in fear, her voice trembling with a hint of tears.

"There's a giant in the underground classroom."

"I thought I should let them know." _(?3」∠)_

After speaking, Quirrell collapsed to the ground and lay prostrate on the floor in the aisle.

"Ahhhh..."

Seeing Quirrell collapse to the ground, and considering what he said before he fainted, the entire restaurant erupted in screams. Ye Feng, who had watched Quirrell's utterly lacking acting skills from beginning to end, remained expressionless. However, as everyone else stood up in bewilderment, he also stood up.

Of course, unlike the others who were at a loss and didn't know what to do, Ye Feng had a clear purpose. So, two seconds later, a long leg, which wasn't big but was considered quite long for its age, stopped next to Quirrell's head.

Voldemort: [?ヘ??]

Ye Feng: Lift your foot

Voldemort: (キ｀?Д??)!!

Ye Feng: The raised foot fell.

Voldemort: Don't come any closer!!! 0ДQ

Although Voldemort, who was parasitizing Quirrell's head, was furious, he could only watch helplessly as a small but firm and powerful foot landed on Quirrell's face for the sake of his grand plan.

Even with the headscarf in the way, Voldemort could still feel the grooves on the sole of that small shoe, especially the deep imprints of those grooves on his face. And, whether it was his imagination or not, it seemed as if the foot had ground against his face as it left.

"What is this thing that hurts my foot?"

Voldemort: (f***ing) Don't let me find out who you are!!!

As the foot left his face, Voldemort vaguely heard the words that had enraged him. Unfortunately, the owner of that foot left quickly, and since he had just been stepped on in the eye, by the time he recovered, the person was already far away. More importantly, Dumbledore on the platform spoke.

Seeing the young wizards below making a ruckus, Dumbledore on the stage immediately shouted to stop them.

"quiet!"

"Please don't panic."

"Now, class leaders, please lead the students from each college back to their respective dormitories. The teachers will come with me to the underground classroom."

Dumbledore was very prestigious; almost instantly, the young wizards, who had been in a chaotic and frightened state, calmed down and, led by their respective leaders, walked orderly toward the common room.

In the original series, Harry and the others left because Ron's words had hurt Hermione, causing her to hide in the bathroom and cry all afternoon. So, after hearing about the trolls, Harry and Ron broke away from the group to go find Hermione.

But right now, Ron hasn't said anything to hurt Hermione, so Hermione is quietly following behind Ye Feng back to her dormitory with the Gryffindor classmates. So Ye Feng is wondering if Harry and the others will leave the group.

As it turns out, Ye Feng underestimated the inertia of the plot.

Halfway there, Ron suddenly clutched his stomach and started yelling that he needed to go to the toilet. Judging from his expression, he wasn't faking it; he really had an upset stomach. At that moment, Ye Feng remembered that the Weasley twins had given him a pumpkin lollipop during dinner, but he didn't really like it, so he handed it to Ron instead.

"Did those two guys put something in that lollipop?" Ye Feng felt a headache coming on when he thought of the Weasley twins, Ron's two twin brothers, because after they couldn't get Ye Feng to join them, they tried to trick him every few days, but he never fell for it.

This time it was probably the same as before, but Ye Feng instinctively sensed something was wrong, so he handed the lollipop to their dear younger brother. Now the result is obvious.

"Let's go. I hope you can hurry, and I also hope the troll hasn't escaped and is still in the underground classroom." Although the blame ultimately fell on Ron's two older brothers, it was still Ron who gave him the candy, so Ye Feng felt he couldn't leave him behind and go back to the dormitory first.

More importantly, Ye Feng was eager to see what this so-called giant was, that it could scare a professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts at Hogwarts so much, while the other teachers did not suspect anything amiss.

Perhaps the Weasley twins had prepared a powerful attack, or perhaps he was afraid of actually encountering a giant, but Ron moved incredibly fast. Unfortunately, his luck wasn't very good.

Whether it was some lingering scent or the sounds coming from here that attracted the giant, in any case, less than three minutes after Ron entered, a humanoid monster about five meters tall, covered in green skin and holding a huge wooden club slowly walked towards them.

"Is this the troll? It looks kind of weak. It's not even as powerful as the three-headed dog we had before. And, I just remembered that today is Halloween." Seeing the pumpkin lantern under the troll's feet, Feng suddenly remembered that it was Halloween.

"Speaking of which, are we supposed to dress up as ghosts and go trick-or-treating for Halloween? Or maybe we could just put on some light makeup?"

While Ye Feng was lost in thought, the troll was less than ten meters away from the toilet door. Hermione was desperately pulling him back, and at the same time, her slender white hand covered Ye Feng's mouth to prevent him from saying anything outrageous that would attract the troll.

Meanwhile, Harry was whispering a warning to Ron that the troll was approaching, urging him to move quickly, since this time the troll wasn't locked up.

When the troll was less than two meters away from the toilets, Hermione pulled Ye Feng into one of the toilets, while Harry and Ron also hid and tried to keep quiet, hoping to wait for the troll to leave on its own.

However, the troll was deliberately placed there, so the next second a huge head appeared above Harry and his friends from above the toilet.

"Ahhh!"

This was the second time Ye Feng had heard such a loud scream today, and Hermione, the moment she heard Harry and the others scream, pushed open the bathroom door, rushed out, and pulled out her wand.

Unfortunately, although Hermione was very talented in magic and worked very hard after class, learning many more spells than others, she was still only a first-year student and had not learned any offensive or defensive magic at all.

Therefore, when the troll raised his club to swing it down, her mind went blank. However, Hermione, being the pinnacle of Harry Potter's intelligence, came up with a solution in an instant.

"Yugadim, Leviosa"

Although she hadn't learned the 'Expelliarmus' spell, the Levitation Charm, if used correctly, could also remove an enemy's weapon. However, even without the club, a troll was still a troll, so when the troll turned to look at her, Hermione's face paled instantly.

Just as Hermione was desperately trying to figure out how to escape safely, a hand grabbed her and pulled her behind her.

"Collapse!"

"Boom!"

With a loud crash, the troll collapsed, and Hermione stared at the troll, who had been knocked unconscious on the ground by a wooden club, her mind filled with questions.

"This is... fainting?"

Perhaps sensing Hermione's confusion, Ye Feng withdrew his wand from the troll's staff and explained, "There are actually two types of fainting. One is the more common magical version, which directly renders the cursed person unconscious. This is the physical version, which requires external force to make the target unconscious."

"Of course, this force requires considerable experience to control correctly, otherwise it can easily lead to death."

Seeing Ye Feng spouting nonsense with a straight face, Hermione, who had been on edge the whole time, burst out laughing. Just then, Harry and Ron pushed open the bathroom door and came out.

"The troll... is it gone?"

Chapter 34 I'm Serious About Pretending to Be a Ghost

In many American movies and TV series, the police or military always arrive late after the event is over. At this moment, Professor McGonagall and her team also arrived late after Ye Feng and his team had dealt with the troll.

“Oh my god, I hope you two can… Oh, Mr. Ye Feng and Miss Granger are here too. I hope you can give me an explanation.”

Upon hearing McGonagall's words, Ron's face flushed red. He couldn't very well say that he had an upset stomach and had run out to use the restroom, only to encounter a troll halfway through, could he?

"Well, I read about trolls in a book and became very interested in them, so I dragged Harry and the others out to look for them." Ye Feng saw Ron's embarrassment, and since he couldn't escape the responsibility for this matter, he took the initiative to take it upon himself.

Professor McGonagall's expression showed an "I knew it" look when she heard Ye Feng's words. However, she had some understanding of Ye Feng's strength. This was the little guy who had tricked Dumbledore multiple times even when he was on guard. Whether he could face the giant head-on was uncertain, but protecting the others and running away was definitely not a problem.

Therefore, although Professor McGonagall's expression remained serious, her tone of voice softened considerably.

“I want you to understand the seriousness of this matter. Even for senior wizards, facing an adult mountain troll is quite dangerous. And given your reckless actions, Gryffindor will have five points deducted.”

Because Ye Feng and his friends weren't there to rescue people like in the story, the points they lost weren't added back. Quirrell, or rather, Voldemort behind him, became incredibly excited the moment he saw Ye Feng, and didn't even glance at Harry, who was right next to him.

"It's him! It must be him! This is the guy who stepped on me just now!"

"Quirk, find a way to kill him! You absolutely must find a way to kill him!!!"

Hearing his master's roar that resounded in his mind, even Quirrell, who had gradually become accustomed to being parasitized, felt dizzy. He had never seen Voldemort so angry. However, considering what happened when he pretended to fall to the ground, it seemed normal for Voldemort to be so angry.

At the same time, Ye Feng, who was listening obediently to Professor McGonagall's lecture with his head down, couldn't help but frown slightly, because Voldemort's overwhelming anger and killing intent had already overflowed. Even though he had restrained 99.9% of his spiritual power, he could still feel that intent.

"This Voldemort is really petty. I just stepped on your foot, is it really that big of a deal? Besides, this isn't your body, it's Quirrell's body." While muttering to himself, Ye Feng was also thinking about whether he should just kill Voldemort. Anyway, this guy doesn't have a body now, and if he wanted to, he could just send him away with a single soul attack.

"Forget it, let's keep it. This is Hermione and the others' 'graduation exam.' If we kill it beforehand, Hermione and the others won't be able to graduate perfectly."

"Oh autumn!"

Suddenly, Quirrell sneezed for no apparent reason and shivered. It was then that Professor McGonagall remembered that the place had just been attacked by a troll, and the toilet faucet next to it, which had been crushed by the troll, was still gushing water.

"Alright, we've dealt with this giant, but we can't be sure there aren't any others. You guys go back to your dorms right now, and don't come out again until we give you a proper order."

"Yes, Professor McGonagall."

Seeing that Professor McGonagall had finally finished her lecture, Ye Feng and the others quickly agreed. However, when they were almost back at the dormitory stairs, Ye Feng suddenly stopped and told Harry and the others to go back first.

"Harry, Hermione, you two go back first. I still have some things to do."

Upon hearing that Ye Feng was not going back, Harry and Hermione immediately offered to stay, but Ye Feng refused.

After Ye Feng promised to stay there and not go far, and Harry and the others thought that Ye Feng "didn't seem like" going to cause any trouble, they agreed to go back first.

After Harry and the others left, Ye Feng hummed a little tune and started walking back. As he walked, he took out a small amount of flour from his spatial ring and smeared it on his face, making his complexion extremely pale.

Of course, this was only the first layer of disguise, because Ye Feng's footsteps suddenly disappeared as he began to spread flour. If someone were lying on the ground, they would see that Ye Feng's feet were off the ground at that moment, but because the height was only about five centimeters, it was difficult to notice if one was not paying attention.

"Hey, little one, stop right there! Let me see which naughty little one is out for a night stroll."

Just as Ye Feng was using his immortal power and divine sense to knead a piece of adhesive paper, trying to mold it into a Voldemort mask, a voice suddenly called out to him from behind.

"Oh! It's Mr. Nick. May I ask if there's anything I can help you with?" Ye Feng didn't turn around when he answered, but he subtly put away the half-finished mask.

"Hey kid, turn around and let me see who's out here on Halloween. Don't you know... that scary witches come out to kidnap children on Halloween night?"

The sentence started out normally, but later the tone became sinister, and the voice changed from a male voice to a hoarse female voice.

Hearing this, Ye Feng didn't feel scared at all; instead, he almost laughed. So, after thinking for a moment, he calmly said, "Mr. Nick, have you heard a story?"

"In a faraway country, there is a warning that goes like this: when traveling alone at night, never call out to the person in front of you, because..." As he spoke, Ye Feng slowly turned around and looked at Nick with a bright smile.

"Ah ah ah ah ah…"

A piercing scream echoed throughout Hogwarts. The wizards, already anxious about the trolls, trembled at the sound. Even Dumbledore was startled. The cause of this was none other than Nick, who had almost lost his head, and... Ye Feng, whose face was deathly pale and identical to Nick's.

Yes, in that instant of turning around, Ye Feng used shapeshifting magic to transform his face into Nick's, and well, the effect was phenomenal!