The Prisoners of Hogwarts

Chapter 58 The Vanished Quirrell and the Vanished Troll (Seeking First Subscription)

"I am here, Headmaster Dumbledore."

Lynch took a step forward, a black raven perched on his shoulder, and his upright figure stood out from the professors' flustered figures.

His voice was clear and steady, reaching everyone's ears, and everyone could hear his calm and composed demeanor in it.

In the current environment, Lynch's calm voice, like Dumbledore's previous voice, has a soothing power.

Dumbledore stared at Lynch with his deep blue eyes: "I believe that the uninvited guest who broke into the castle will not pose a problem for you."

"Of course." Lynch smiled, his usual smile unchanged. "How do you want me to deal with it?"

"Just keep it under control and prevent it from causing further damage or panic." Dumbledore then turned to the side. "Professor McGonagall will assist you throughout."

"Okay," Lynch replied succinctly, turning his gaze to Professor McGonagall.

He exchanged a glance with Professor McGonagall.

The tall, dark-haired witch's lips pressed into a cold, hard line. Her sharp gaze behind her glasses scrutinized Lin Qi, and finally…

She didn't say anything, but turned and walked out of the auditorium.

As Professor McGonagall walked out, Lynch also began to walk slowly.

As the two figures disappeared one after the other outside the auditorium, students from various colleges filed out of the auditorium under the organization of their respective prefectural leaders.

Each house was accompanied and escorted by a professor, while Dumbledore followed the descending Hufflepuff and Slytherin groups.

Both colleges' common rooms are underground, and it was in the underground classroom that the troll was discovered.

Dumbledore needs to follow the students of both houses to prevent the trolls from moving onto their way back to their dormitories.

Under Dumbledore's deliberate guidance and ignoring of the situation, everyone's attention was focused on the immediate danger and the safe return to their dormitory. No one noticed that Professor Quirrell, who had just collapsed in disarray on the Great Hall floor, had disappeared—except for Severus Snape.

Snape had been keeping an eye on Professor Quirrell. As everyone evacuated the Great Hall in an orderly fashion, he walked toward where Professor Quirrell had collapsed. He needed to take Quirrell with him.

But when Snape reached the spot where Professor Quirrell had just fallen, he discovered that Quirrell had vanished from the floor sometime during the night.

He was suddenly startled.

trap!

These two words suddenly flashed through his mind.

The appearance of the troll was not accidental; someone deliberately let it in!

This was to lure away the two most powerful wizards at Hogwarts!

Without a doubt, he succeeded.

The executioner deals with the source of the danger, while Headmaster Dumbledore is tasked with protecting the students' safety.

They were all tied up, which gave the masterminds of the conspiracy a window to act.

As for who orchestrated the conspiracy, it was naturally the figure that disappeared from the floor at that moment.

Snape looked up and saw Dumbledore had already reached the Great Hall doors, but seemed to sense his gaze.

The old man stopped and turned to look.

The two men locked eyes, and noticing where Snape was standing, Dumbledore nodded before disappearing through the door.

Having received Dumbledore's approval, Snape did not hesitate for a moment. He burst through the side door of the Great Hall, his black robes billowing as he rushed towards the fourth floor.

On the other side, in the corridor leading to the underground classroom, the torches on the walls had been extinguished, and the corridor was pitch black.

Professor McGonagall raised her wand, and a burst of white light emanated from the tip of her wand, illuminating the path for the two of them.

Lynch and Professor McGonagall, who had been walking one after the other when they left the auditorium, were now walking side by side.

Professor McGonagall hurried along, worried that the trolls might harm someone before they arrived.

Lynch remained unhurried, but strangely, he was able to keep up closely with Professor McGonagall's pace.

Professor McGonagall glanced at Lynch's unhurried demeanor beside her, and pursed her lips tightly: "Stay alert."

Professor Lynch, trolls could appear at any moment.

Lynch's voice remained calm: "Don't worry, Professor McGonagall. I assure you, once that troll comes into my sight, it will no longer be a threat to anyone."

"You are very confident."

Lynch replied calmly, "This is not confidence, it is an undeniable fact."

I know that you don't trust me because of my true identity and past.

But just as I won't question your skill in Transfiguration, you shouldn't question my combat abilities either.

That's the fundamental reason why I'm still alive and able to talk to you.

So please have some faith in me, Professor McGonagall.

That giant monster wasn't a worthy opponent for me.

As soon as he finished speaking, Lynch stopped in his tracks, and Professor McGonagall also stood still.

As they spoke, they arrived at the location of the underground classroom.

Professor McGonagall flicked the white light from the tip of her wand.

Using the light from the flying object, they saw that the outer wall of a classroom to their left had collapsed into rubble.

Classroom doors and parts of the walls are scattered along the corridor, and several large holes are also found in the walls of other classrooms.

They surveyed the devastation left by the monstrous monsters in the corridors and classrooms.

"It could be hidden in any classroom, or..." Professor McGonagall asked Lynch for his opinion.

She wasn't a pedantic person; Lynch's magical abilities and combat experience were indeed superior to hers, and dealing with the threat posed by the giant was the most important thing right now.

At this moment, she could only hope that Dumbledore's judgment was correct and that Lynch was trustworthy.

Lin Qi narrowed his eyes slightly, and the raven on his shoulder turned its head slightly, its deep black pupils piercing the darkness as it examined the violently torn edge of the door frame.

He pointed his finger into the air.

Centered on his finger, the air began to vibrate, and Professor McGonagall felt an invisible shockwave spread out, covering the corridor and classroom in front of her at an extremely fast speed, and then withdrawing in an instant.

"I'm sorry," Lynch answered Professor McGonagall's question, "but the troll has already left."

"Where will it go?" Professor McGonagall's eyes showed a hint of anxiety. The worst had happened; the troll had left the underground classroom.

Although she knew that the students had been personally escorted back to their dormitories by Dumbledore and the professors, the thought of such a dangerous creature roaming the castle made Professor McGonagall's lips purse into an even thinner line than usual.

"It's simple. If we follow its movement path, we'll find out. Such a huge creature leaves almost no trace when it moves; it can't escape."

Lin Qi pointed to the depths of the corridor.

Professor McGonagall looked in the direction he was pointing and saw the scratches that stretched across the walls and floor.

Professor McGonagall, familiar with the castle's layout, instantly identified the direction the trail led: "There are stairs leading upstairs!"

"It went up? Okay, just to be on the safe side, I'll add an extra layer of protection."