I, the Dark Lord, will definitely be a good principal!

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At the Halloween dinner, Angle still hadn't seen Hermione.

He felt this was due to unforeseen circumstances related to the plot...

In an instant, a whole host of chilling speculations flashed through his mind, such as world line correction, plot points, and the protagonist of destiny.

"It's not that bad... Some things that happened before seem like the plot is going back to its original trajectory, but when you think about it carefully, it's actually quite reasonable, and we didn't cause much interference to this matter."

Angor turned and glanced at Draco—to be honest, back when school started, the impact he had on Draco wasn't that significant.

It's just that he wasn't so arrogant because of his presence.

However, it seems that Draco hasn't bothered Harry and the others for over a month now!

Not to mention that he was able to become friends with Hermione.

Angell took a bite of the bacon he had wrapped in vegetables and turned to look at the Gryffindor table.

There, Harry and Ron were completely absorbed in the banquet and forgot all about Hermione's presence.

A few more minutes passed, and suddenly, a figure burst into the auditorium.

His large scarf was askew on his head, and his face was filled with terror. Professor Quirrell staggered to the teachers' table, grabbed the Word of Speech in front of Dumbledore, and said urgently:

"The troll—in the underground classroom—I thought you should know that!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he collapsed to the ground and fainted.

Chaos erupted in the auditorium in an instant, with many people screaming and panic spreading.

Although they were all wizards, and some of them had learned how to deal with trolls in Defense Against the Dark Arts class, most of them still backed down when it came to actual combat.

After all, trolls have an unusually high resistance to magic, and dealing with them isn't something that can be done with just a few stun spells.

Moreover, even Quirrell, the professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts, couldn't defeat the troll...

"A troll managed to break into Hogwarts! Isn't Hogwarts supposed to be one of the safest places in the world?"

"Dumbledore is such a terrible headmaster! Now trolls have even entered the castle!"

"I will definitely tell Dad about this!"

Amidst the chaos, Angel clearly heard Draco say something.

At that moment, purple fireworks burst from the tip of Dumbledore's wand from the teachers' seats, and after several bursts, the chaos in the Great Hall was finally brought to an end.

Everyone fell silent and looked at Dumbledore.

"Prefect, immediately lead all students to their dormitories!"

Some of the professors left the auditorium and went to the underground classrooms, causing chaos in the auditorium again as students gathered together and left the auditorium led by their prefects.

But just as they stepped out of the auditorium, Draco grabbed Angel's sleeve.

“Hermione!” he said urgently.

Angel frowned as well: "Did you see her in the auditorium just now?"

“No.” Draco shook his head. “I don’t know if she’s left… Should we go check?”

Angor glanced at the professors in the distance. Actually, the wiser thing to do at this moment would have been to run to the professors immediately and explain the situation. However, if he wanted to fully open up the Dumbledore storyline, he needed Draco to join in.

—To reiterate, unless he acts like Sirius Black, completely severing ties with his family, it's hard to believe he remains untainted by their corruption. (Although that was his original intention.)

And, because of what Draco said to him in the school hospital, he cared about Draco a little... provided that Draco had always been his person.

"Let's go take a look. If Hermione is really still in the underground classroom, then we're in big trouble!"

They quietly slipped away from the crowd and ran towards the bathroom where Hermione had been.

"I think I can smell the troll..." Draco whispered.

Angor nodded and whispered back, "No need for 'seems,' I smell it too. The troll should be nearby... I heard footsteps!"

"Damn it...we should have convinced Hermione to go somewhere else and be alone this afternoon!" Draco was clearly getting agitated.

"What do we do now?" He turned to look at Angel, his eyes flashing with obvious fear, but he still did not back down.

Angel took a deep breath, pretending to have made up his mind. Because of the run, his breathing was a little rapid and his heart was beating much faster than usual, but this was exactly what they were going through.

"The trolls haven't gotten close yet. Let's rush in, call Hermione, and then get out of here quickly!"

"Okay! You wait for me at the door, I'll go call him!"

They were not far from the girls' restroom, so Draco looked around and rushed into the girls' restroom as quietly as possible.

Angell stood at the corner of the corridor, waiting for them to come out.

No, he wasn't just waiting for them to come out.

He was waiting for the troll, Harry, and Ron.

Because they came directly from the Great Hall, they arrived here a little earlier than Harry and Ron.

Why aren't they here yet...?

If he doesn't come soon, he'll have to use the magic to attract trolls—after all, this troll was attracted to Hogwarts by magic.

But at that very moment, in another corridor, he saw the troll's figure!

coming!

Adhering to the principle that if you're going to act, you have to go all the way, Angel began to back away as quietly as possible. When he reached the door of the girls' restroom, Draco and Hermione were just about to come out.

"Run!" Angell said urgently.

Draco and Hermione clearly saw the troll approaching, and both of them turned pale.

"Run!" Angel urged again.

The two then seemed to wake from a dream and began their "escape" with Angell.

“We just need to hold out until the professor arrives—” Hermione said, her voice trembling.

Just as she finished speaking, they heard footsteps coming from another corridor.

In an instant, hopeful expressions appeared on Draco's and Hermione's faces.

but……

A few seconds later, they looked at Harry and Ron in bewilderment.

Thus, the "escape" of three people turned into the escape of five.