Harry returns from Hogwarts Legacy

Chapter 38 Hogwarts is about to become the laughing stock of the wizarding world
What appeared in front of Ron and Hermione was a giant monster lying on the ground, covering its body.

Ron now understood why the giant monster was howling as if to vent its anger - it turned out to be in pain.

Above the troll, a huge wooden stick was suspended.

"Hi." Harry noticed the two friends who opened the door.

At the same time, he waved his wand gently, with a small movement, and the wooden stick hit the troll's head hard.

The giant monster only had time to groan before he fainted.

"Oh my god..." Ron exclaimed in astonishment, "Harry, you... you defeated a troll!"

"Oh." Harry stuffed his wand back into his pocket and evaded the question: "Why are you two here?"

"Professor Quirrell said there was a troll in the dungeon. Ron remembered that you had gone to the bathroom and had not returned yet. He was worried about your safety, so he dragged me over to remind you that you were in danger." Hermione finished speaking in a rapid-fire manner, then lowered her head to look at the troll again: "Now it seems that the danger is not the troll."

Harry was touched, he really didn't expect that these two friends were willing to risk their lives to inform him of the danger even though they knew there was a troll.

What can I say? It's Gryffindor as expected.

"Thank you," Harry said sincerely, "Ron, Hermione..."

Before he could finish his words, there was a sudden loud bang on the door and loud footsteps. The three people in the room turned their heads to look at the door.

A moment later, Professor McGonagall burst into the room, followed closely by Snape and Quirrell at the end.

Quirrell only took one look at the unconscious troll, then let out a weak sob, sat on a toilet bowl, and clutched his chest tightly.

Harry turned his head away with a barely perceptible look of disgust.

How weak! The Defense Against the Dark Arts professor is this kind of person?
If this continues, Hogwarts will become the laughing stock of the wizarding world!

"What the hell are you doing?" said Professor McGonagall, with cold anger in her voice.

Her stern gaze swept across the trio, finally settling on the giant monster that was lying on the ground and sleeping. "You're lucky you weren't killed by it - why didn't you just stay in the dormitory?"

"I'm sorry, Professor." Harry stood up and said, "They were looking for me. I had a stomachache during get out of class and wanted to go to the bathroom, but the troll broke in. They knew I was in the bathroom, so they wanted to inform me that I was in danger."

Professor McGonagall's serious expression softened.

If that's the case, it's not Harry's fault.

Dare to stand up and take the initiative to take responsibility...

I think this child looks like Lily, Professor McGonagall thought delightedly.

"With the help of Ron and Hermione, we defeated the troll together," Harry added.

He decided not to be so conspicuous. It would be too scary to tell others that a first-year student killed a troll alone.

Hearing Harry's words, Hermione pinched Ron quietly and then made an expression that said so.

Ron nodded along with Hermione, as if he had defeated the troll.

"Nice Transfiguration." Professor McGonagall noticed the shackles on the troll's feet, nodded at Harry with satisfaction, and looked at Ron and Hermione.

"You have violated school rules and left the team without permission, Mr. Weasley, Miss Granger. Gryffindor will deduct five points for the two of you," said Professor McGonagall sternly.

Hermione lowered her head. She didn't expect Professor McGonagall to be so ruthless. Ron also pouted reluctantly. Merlin's beard, can't our headmaster be as partial as the headmaster of Slytherin?

However, Professor McGonagall added: "You are willing to risk your life for your friends, ten points to Gryffindor."

Hearing Professor McGonagall's reward, the two looked up in surprise and saw that Professor McGonagall also smiled at them and Ron.

Finally, Professor McGonagall concluded: "Well, I still have to say that you are lucky. Not many first-year students can compete with an adult troll and win. Each of you has won five points for Gryffindor. I will inform Professor Dumbledore about this. You can go."

"Let's go, let's go." Professor Quirrell stood up from the toilet and stammered, "I...I will take care of the bathroom, you can rest assured."

As soon as he finished speaking, the sleeping giant snorted loudly.

Professor Quirrell was startled and jumped up subconsciously.

Harry did not look at Professor Quirrell, but he noticed that Professor Snape had been staring at him since he entered the room.

He didn't think much about it. After all, he had no animosity towards Snape, and he thought Snape was the same.

A good friend of mom and dad, he thought.

On the way back up to the second floor, Harry turned around and said to his two friends, "Thank you for today."

Ron and Hermione looked at each other and smiled.

"Why thank you?" Ron smiled broadly at Harry. "Isn't this what friends should do?"

Harry was stunned.

He had always regarded Hermione as a classmate with whom he had a good relationship.

As for Ron, he always took extra care of him because he was the descendant of an old friend.

But today, his two friends actually risked their lives to remind him, how could he not be moved.

"Yes, we are friends." Harry nodded heavily, opened his arms and hugged Hermione, then hugged Ron.

He accepted these two friends.

Perhaps a new beginning is also needed, he thought, in addition to old friends, there should also be some new friends.

"So, Harry," Hermione suddenly asked, "Why did you tell Professor McGonagall just now that it was the three of us who defeated the troll together?"

"Oh, I just don't want to stand out." Harry said with some annoyance, "You know, they keep calling me the savior. If the news gets out that I defeated the troll independently, I'm afraid I'll be surrounded by people like a monkey in a zoo, just like when school started."

"So that's how it is." Hermione nodded in understanding, accepting what Harry said.

"By the way, mate." Ron put his arm around Harry's shoulders and asked, "How did you defeat the troll? That was really cool."

"It's just a combination of a few spells," Harry said to Ron. "When I was free, I read some books on dueling techniques, and today I unconsciously used them. As you can see, the effect is pretty good - do you want to learn it together?"

He thought about the useless Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher.

Even in this age, dark wizards are still present, and Harry doesn't think he can learn any Defense Against the Dark Arts in the Defense Against the Dark Arts class.

In this case, why not restart the duel wand!
So... let's start with these two friends, he thought.

(End of this chapter)