hp: D on the left and G on the right, am I the savior?

"Damn it, I must not lose you again this time!"

Quirinus Quirrell cursed under his breath and turned his head with a gloomy expression, glancing warily at the inky black shadow behind him that seemed to hide countless secrets and dangers.

Quirinus Quirrell's heartbeat quickened rapidly, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

He had planned everything carefully and was ready to lure the three trolls to the Hogwarts cafeteria.

However, what he did not expect was that these giant monsters were so stupid!

Just when he was distracted for a moment, two of them lost their way like headless flies and disappeared from his sight.

Just as he turned back to look for the two lost trolls, a familiar and hateful figure suddenly came into his sight - Snape.

This gloomy and indifferent man had encountered the two missing giant monsters before him without knowing it.

Although Quirinus Quirrell knew very well that Snape was a Death Eater serving Voldemort just like himself, he also knew another thing:

Snape had never concealed his dislike for him. Especially when Lord Voldemort was in deep sleep, if he met Snape at this time, who knew what unexpected changes would occur.

After weighing the pros and cons, Quirinus Quirrell had no choice but to turn away unwillingly, cursing.

Fortunately, there was still a smaller giant monster following closely behind him, so he had no choice but to bite the bullet and continue moving towards the cafeteria with this only remaining "companion".

In order to ensure that the entire operation was not noticed by others, Quirinus Quirrell had to carefully control the distance between himself and the troll.

But even so, he was still uneasy, always worrying that this last giant monster would be lost inexplicably like its companions.

However, according to common sense, since this giant monster has been able to follow closely and never get lost before, there should not be any mistakes at this moment, right?

Thinking of this, he no longer cared about anything else. He reached out and took out a bottle of magic potion emitting a strange light from his arms, and drank it all in one gulp without hesitation.

As the potion went down his throat, a burning force instantly spread throughout his body, making his already tired body even more tired and weak.

Quirinus Quirrell took a deep breath, calmed his mind, and then strode quickly towards the cafeteria not far ahead.

With every step he took, he could feel his heart beating violently in his chest, as if it would burst out of his ribs at any time.

Finally, he arrived at the cafeteria door, stopped, and took several deep breaths in succession, trying to calm his inner tension.

"Well, it should be now!"

Quirinus Quirrell clenched his fists

Then he suddenly stretched out his hands and pushed open the tightly closed door.

……....................

What Quirinus Quirrell didn't know was that the giant that followed at the end would not have been lost, but in the last section of the distance, it heard a hoarse cry coming from another direction.

It is curious...

The cafeteria was bustling at this moment, with noise rising and falling like boiling water.

However, in this noise, two people seemed somewhat out of place - Ron and Harry were standing face to face, exchanging complicated and heavy looks with each other.

They just got the news:

Hermione actually cried in the bathroom for the entire afternoon.

"I think we should go and apologize to Hermione."

Harry spoke seriously, his clear eyes gleaming with guilt.

Although those hurtful words did not come from his mouth, as one of the eyewitnesses of the incident, he knew that he had to bear part of the responsibility for it anyway.

Ron lowered his head slightly and remained silent.

His originally childish face was now filled with regret and self-blame.

Obviously, after some inner struggle, he finally realized that what he said today did cause great harm to Hermione.

After a long while, he slowly nodded, indicating that he agreed to Harry's proposal.

But just as the two were about to leave for the bathroom, suddenly, the heavy door of the cafeteria was pushed open with force, making a dull banging sound.

Everyone's attention was instantly drawn to Professor Quirrell, who stumbled into the cafeteria and headed straight for the center.

He looked disheveled, his clothes in disarray, and his face was filled with fear.

When he finally reached the dining table, he was already panting and out of breath.

He pointed with a trembling hand at the professors who were eating quietly above him, and stammered:

"Giant...Giant, the giant appears!"

Before he could finish his words, Professor Quirrell's body suddenly leaned forward, as if all his strength had been exhausted, and he fell straight to the ground.

In the last second before he fell unconscious, he finally muttered to himself:

"I think...I think you should know this..."

When Professor Quirrell uttered those shocking words, the originally noisy cafeteria seemed to be cast under a silencing spell and instantly became silent.

However, this silence only lasted for a brief moment, and then a deafening scream broke out like a lit powder keg!

The emotions of the little wizards are divided into two parts.

Scared, and excited?

Most of the people who are afraid are first-year wizards.

Although the first-year wizards have just entered the magical world, they have already learned a lot about magical creatures through learning during this period.

They were filled with fear and anxiety about such a terrifying existence as the troll.

Then, screams rang out one after another, and those young faces were distorted by extreme fear.

The most excited ones are naturally the senior wizards.

The senior wizards (here referring to the second grade and above) have mastered a certain amount of magic and have a deeper understanding and control over the magic power they possess.

This makes them even braver and more fearless - especially those "little lions" from Gryffindor House.

At this time, except for a few timid little wizards who were still trembling and screaming in fear, most of the others were extremely excited about facing such an exciting challenge.

There was excitement in their eyes, and they all reached for the wands at their waists, as if they couldn't wait to sneak out of the cafeteria and look for the troll.

Among this group of eager little wizards, the most eye-catching ones are the members of the Hogwarts campus newspaper.

Without hesitation, they took out their notebooks and quickly turned to a new page, preparing to record this thrilling adventure in detail so that they could write about it in the campus newspaper later.

Troll: Damn it, come at me!