After stabbing my ex-boyfriend, I went traveling

The troll's reaction was indeed slow, but it was neither blind nor deaf.

The two little bugs that came in were shouting and screaming, so it was hard for it not to notice them.

The giant monster moved closer to the two of them, knocking the sink off the wall as it moved.

Relying on the Disillusionment Charm, Yang Mei and Draco stood at the door of the bathroom and watched the exciting scene of "the savior and his friends fighting the giant monster" inside.

"Should we not save them?" Draco hesitated.

"Of course not, they are not dead now." Yang Mei said as a matter of course, "Missing limbs and the like can be cured. Besides, Dumbledore should be here soon. Can't he save his savior?"

"How do you know he's coming?"

"There are so many portraits in the corridor. They must have informed him long ago. They are all spies planted by the great Headmaster Dumbledore!" Yang Mei said in an aria tone.

Draco's eyes widened slightly. "Then he knows all about us, right?"

"Don't worry, he can't see through my Disillusionment Spell. Even if he knows we are here, what can he do?"

The battle in the bathroom has reached a fever pitch.

At first, Harry and Ron stood at both ends of the troll, trying to make it dizzy.

But this method only worked for a while, and now Harry was riding on the troll's neck.

I don't know what he was thinking, but he stuck his wand into the troll's nostrils.

"Well, his wand is a blessing to have him as its master." Draco couldn't help but take a step back.

Yang Mei agreed: "Who says it's not true?"

But it must be said that this method caused great pain to the giant monster. It twisted its body, roared, and waved the wooden stick in its hand wildly.

Yang Mei scratched her ears and said, "With such a loud noise, even if there was no portrait to inform Dumbledore, he should have heard it."

Sure enough, almost as soon as he finished speaking, a chaotic sound of footsteps was heard in the corridor.

Dumbledore walked in front, followed by the other professors.

Yang Mei and Draco made room for each other at the door.

As soon as Dumbledore entered the bathroom, he cast a spell and knocked the troll unconscious.

Professor McGonagall looked horrified: "What the hell are you playing at?" There was cold anger in her voice.

Harry and Ron stood there stupidly, the former holding up a wand covered in troll snot.

"You are lucky that you were not killed by it. Why don't you just stay in the dormitory?" Professor McGonagall continued.

Snape gave Harry a mocking look: "After all, it's such a good opportunity to show off, how could he let it go?"

Harry was immediately furious. Why did this dark old bat always target him? !

"I'm not trying to show off! We heard that Hermione was here, and we were worried that he didn't know that a troll had entered the castle, so we came to find her!" Harry shouted with his neck stiffened.

"Well, where is Miss Granger?"

This time Harry didn't say anything. Instead, Ron angrily opened the toilet cubicle door and said as he did so, "She must have fainted in the toilet out of shock. What a coward! She didn't even make a sound when Harry and I called out to her!"

But when he opened the doors of all the toilet cubicles, he found that Hermione was nowhere to be found.

"Mr. Weasley and Mr. Potter, do you know what the consequences of lying are?" Professor McGonagall frowned and said, "Why did Miss Granger come here for no reason? Everyone should have been in the hall at that time."

What should Ron say about this? Could he say that it was because of his bad mouth that the little girl cried and she cried here for the whole afternoon?

Yang Mei was not interested in how to deal with Harry and Ron: "Let's go, the troll has seen it anyway."

But when they reached the bathroom door, they found it was blocked.

Was it Quirrell... or was it Voldemort? At least Draco couldn't tell.

"Didn't you say that others can't see us?" Although Draco knew that his voice would not be heard, he still subconsciously lowered his voice.

"Phoenix?" Voldemort said, squinting his eyes and staring at the air in front of him.

He really couldn't see, but he had an inexplicable intuition.

Apparently he was right, because someone whispered in his ear: "Get out of the way! You're blocking the road!"

You're really welcome.

I've said it before, he's a Dark Lord and now he really has no authority at all.

Draco gave Yang Mei a thumbs up, and the two of them strolled back to their dormitory.