From Hogwarts to Strixhaven.

Chapter 47 Gryffindor Common Room

"Pig nose." Hermione left the crime scene and returned to the portrait of the Fat Lady, whispering today's password.

As the portrait rotated to make way for the entrance, the joyous festive atmosphere in the common room immediately surrounded Hermione.

Everywhere there were students holding butterbeer, wearing all kinds of strange hats, holding plates and talking and laughing loudly between the sofas and fireplaces. The tables were filled with all kinds of pumpkin pies, small cakes, jams and chocolate spreads.

Thinking about everything that had happened today, Hermione couldn't help but feel extremely hungry.

"Hermione..."

Just as she was about to join the crowd and have a good meal, a voice came from behind. It was Ron, and Harry was standing beside him with an uneasy look on his face.

"I'm... sorry," Ron apologized softly, "I shouldn't have spoken to you like that... I mean, are you okay?"

"Because you didn't come to the dinner. When Professor Quirrell came in and said there was a troll in the basement, everyone was scared." Harry added, "We wanted to go find you, but when we ran out of the group, Percy caught us."

"So... he took us to see Professor McGonagall." Ron didn't dare to look Hermione in the eye, as if telling the teacher would be a huge mistake.

"You didn't run into the troll, did you, Hermione?" Harry asked finally.

Hermione didn't know how to answer this question. Should she tell them that she had plastered a 12-foot troll all over the wall?
"You...didn't get any points deducted by Professor McGonagall, did you?" Hermione thought for a long time and only asked this question.

Harry and Ron looked at each other, totally confused as to what was going on in Hermione's brain.

"Of course not! Miss Know-It-All!" Fred and George appeared from somewhere, surrounded Hermione, and answered the question for their little brother.

"Miss Know-It-All?" Hermione had a bad feeling. "Who are you talking about?"

"Of course it's Hermione Granger who blew up a mountain of trolls with just one spell!" George and Fred grabbed Hermione's arms and lifted her up, and started running around the Gryffindor common room.

"Gryffindor! Gryffindor!" sang Fred happily.

"Come and greet your king!" George followed the harmony.

"One spell can destroy the entire corridor!" The two sang in unison, their voices like two bald crows.

"A giant monster as big as a hill!"

"And twelve more sets of metal armor!"

"Put me down!" Hermione screamed.

Fred and George were very obedient and stuffed Hermione into the largest and most comfortable chair in the common room. Percy was sitting on it before, and the two brothers pulled him up without hesitation.

"Bang!" Lee Jordan pulled open a bunch of fireworks for fun, and golden pieces of paper fell on Hermione's hair.

Fred or George found a crown from somewhere that looked like some kind of gold-leaf chocolate and placed it neatly on top of Hermione's messy hair.

The remaining Weasley made her a sword out of chocolate and knelt on one knee in front of Hermione's throne, as if he were performing a coronation ceremony. "Are you telling the truth?" Angelina asked, "Hermione killed the troll with just one spell?"

"Of course!" The Weasley who put the crown on her sounded very aggrieved. "We heard Professor McGonagall and Professor Flitwick discussing on the stairs--"

"'I can't believe what I'm seeing. Filius.'" Weasley, holding up the chocolate sword, imitated in a pinched voice.

"'Is there really a giant monster in the dungeon?'" Weasley, who was standing behind the chair, said in a sharper voice than his.

"'Yes, but it's not in the basement. It's in the corridor on the third floor.'" Weasley pressed the sticky chocolate sword into Hermione's hand.

"'Oh...it must be a mess in there.'" Weasley, imitating Professor Flitwick, gave a regretful expression.

"'It's worse than you can imagine. Our Miss Granger used a spell she learned from somewhere to merge the troll with the wall of the corridor. When I saw that scene, I didn't know whether to be angry or surprised.'" Weasley, imitating Professor McGonagall, pushed his non-existent air glasses.

"'Which Miss Granger?'" Weasley, imitating Professor Flitwick, reproduced his surprise very well.

"'That's what you're thinking of now. Fortunately, Albus also arrived, otherwise I really don't know where to start to restore that corridor.'" Weasley, imitating Professor McGonagall, finished his speech.

"Oh—" Everyone in the Gryffindor common room exclaimed together, causing Hermione to blush in embarrassment.

"Now! Gryffindors!" the Weasley brothers shouted in a solemn voice, "Let's welcome Miss Know-It-All with your applause!"

"It's the Know-It-All Cannon Queen!" The two Weasleys had a disagreement, but they quickly reached a consensus on the title of "Queen".

The Gryffindor common room was in a state of excitement that lasted for a long time. Many people came to ask Hermione what the troll looked like, some wanted to know what spell Hermione had cast to stick the troll on the wall, but more people were talking and laughing loudly to celebrate this great moment.

Hermione was overwhelmed by the various questions and didn't know which one to answer first.

But soon, Hermione didn't have to worry about it. Because Hermione heard someone whisper: "Professor McGonagall!"

The silence was like a plague, instantly infecting everyone who was still in the common room.

Professor McGonagall stood in her dark green robe, as if standing in the shadow of the students' hearts. Facing her serious and earnest expression, no one dared to speak loudly, not even the Weasley brothers.

Hermione felt Professor McGonagall's eyes sweeping over her head several times, so she quickly took off the chocolate crown wrapped in gold foil, and quickly took off the small piece of gold paper hanging on her hair.

"Keep the crown, Miss Granger," said Professor McGonagall. "Today is Halloween Eve. I won't punish any of you, but remember to go to bed quickly once the lights are turned off, otherwise be careful."

Professor McGonagall was explaining what they should be careful of, but everyone knew what was going on. They looked at each other in bewilderment, not expecting the usually serious Professor McGonagall to say something like this.

"We love you! Professor McGonagall." One of the Weasley brothers shouted loudly. Then, everyone saw the faint smile on Professor McGonagall's lips.

"Tell your mother when you get home, Mr. Weasley," said Professor McGonagall. "It's a pity that I have already written to tell her about your removal of the toilet seat, otherwise I might have let you go."

"Oh - no!" Amid the wailing of the Weasley brothers, Professor McGonagall turned and left the Gryffindor common room.

(End of this chapter)