The years of welding at Hogwarts

Neville roared heartbreakingly.

Boundless grief and anger instantly ignited Neville's emotions, and the surging magic power in his body burst out and condensed into a huge sword in Neville's hand that was far larger than any previous one.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!!!"

Neville roared, and the five-meter-long golden sword in his hand pierced into the giant's chest as if ignoring any defense.

The exploding magic power poured into the giant's body like a rushing river, crushing its heart in an instant.

It was not until the giant monster's body, with a hole one meter in diameter exploded in its chest, fell to the ground helplessly that a series of belated footsteps sounded behind Neville.

Ignoring the fallen troll corpse beside him, Neville pounced on the "corpse" of Draco that fell out of the hole in the wall like a hungry tiger.

"Old Ma--ah--!!!"

Not caring about the dung bullet on Draco's body, Neville cried so hard.

“Old Ma—Ah!!!”

Looking at the messy bathroom in front of him, Dumbledore's pupils shrank slightly.

This is……

Chapter 83 Neville, why are you so unlucky?

Looking at Neville who was crying and almost suffocating, Dumbledore sighed with some tiredness.

"Old horse! Old horse!"

Neville lay on Draco's body and cried so sadly that Dumbledore was embarrassed to interrupt his performance and tell him that Draco was not dead yet.

But if you keep pressing on like this for a while longer, you can’t say for sure.

As if feeling the heavy pressure on his chest, Draco, who was having difficulty breathing, finally woke up from his coma after a few seconds.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw Neville's fat face with snot and tears so close to him, almost about to kiss him on the face.

He was so scared that he kicked his legs and catapulted into the air, sliding more than a meter along the slippery floor and successfully escaping from the attack range of Neville's snot before it fell into his mouth.

It was then that he saw out of the corner of his eye the corpse of the troll lying on the bed next to him, and the white-bearded old man standing behind Neville.

This gave him a great relief.

"Neville, why are you so greedy?"

Draco couldn't help but complain, "If you didn't know, you would think something was wrong with me."

Draco's sitting up in shock from his dying illness stopped Neville's crying. After a long while, he finally reacted and hugged Draco with tears of joy.

"Great, Draco! You're not dead!"

Dumbledore finally couldn't help himself and interrupted the brotherhood between the two good friends, "Mr. Longbottom, could you please tell us what happened here?"

It was only then that Neville noticed Dumbledore, who had been standing behind him for some reason.

The Hufflepuff warrior who had just stabbed a giant to death with a sword suddenly began to stutter, "Professor, this, this..."

He scratched his head for a long time but couldn't come up with a suitable response.

He couldn't just say that he came all the way here to find Noah because he saw him sneaking out of the auditorium, and ended up running into Noah who was fighting a giant monster...

Wait, Noah?

"Oh no! Professor Dumbledore, Noah is in danger!"

Hearing this familiar name, the expression on Dumbledore's face froze instantly.

"Stay here."

A wand with several protruding joints instantly appeared in Dumbledore's hand, but just as he turned around, there was a noisy sound of footsteps outside the bathroom door.

"You guys are lucky not to be killed by the giant monster!"

Professor McGonagall's angry voice came from the corridor outside.

The next moment, the figure of the older cat girl appeared at the door of the bathroom, followed by three figures shivering like quails.

Enemies are extremely jealous when they meet.

Draco's eyes instantly turned red when he saw the three red-haired men. Just before he was put into the sack, he clearly saw the flash of red in his field of vision.

Isn't that the iconic red hair of the Weasley family!

"Dumbledore, today's students are so bold and arrogant."

Before Draco could jump out and identify the three murderers who trapped him in the bathroom, Professor McGonagall spoke, and she looked as angry as a lioness with her hair standing on end.

Snape also arrived at this moment, and behind him were several students who should not have been here.

Seeing Noah, covered in blood but walking briskly, Dumbledore secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Hopefully the troll isn't dead.

"If it weren't for the pranks you three played, none of this would have happened!"

Although Professor McGonagall did not directly point out what the three Weasley brothers had done, when he heard the key word "prank" and saw the traces left in the blown-up bathroom, Dumbledore, who was also a master of pranks back then, instantly understood the whole story.

"All three of you should be put in solitary confinement to clear your stupid brains!

The three red-haired heads almost hung down to their chests. The three Weasley brothers were like ostriches burying their heads in the sand, trying hard to reduce their presence.

"Fifty points are deducted from Gryffindor for your actions!"

Professor McGonagall was ruthless when it came to deducting points from her own house.

"Fifty cents each!"

Of course, this also has a lot to do with the fact that Gryffindor House really doesn't have many points to deduct.

Not to mention fifty per person, even if it was five hundred per person, Professor McGonagall would not be afraid.

Because there are only about twenty gems in Gryffindor's gem hourglass, and there is no concept of negative points in Hogwarts' house points.

Whether she deducted fifty or five hundred, the result was both zero, there was no difference.

After scolding the three Weasley brothers, Professor McGonagall looked at Snape, the big bat spirit who had remained silent from the beginning.

"Severus, this is..."

Snape, whose name was called, pulled the bloody Noah out from behind him, making Noah's attempt to reduce his presence and become invisible go awry.

"Go ahead." He just said coldly.

Noah raised his hand and wanted to touch his nose to hide his embarrassment, but when he remembered that the blood on his hands had not yet dried, he stopped the action abruptly.

This left his hand suspended in mid-air, not knowing whether to touch his nose or put it back.

It's even more embarrassing.

"Well, I don't think there's much to say. Since Draco is alive, shall we leave first?"

Snape almost laughed out of anger at Noah.

After he checked the situation on the right corridor on the fourth floor of the castle, he hurried back to the basement of the castle, worried about Shirley, and prepared to deal with the monsters that broke into the castle.

As long as all the enemies are killed, Shirley will be safe.

That was what Snape thought.

As a result, when he came to the basement of the castle, his soul was almost scared to death by Shirley, who shouldn't have appeared there.

Why is Shirley here! ?

When Shirley led him to the corridor where Noah was fighting, he saw a scene that he would never forget in his life -

In the narrow corridor, the bodies of seven or eight giant monsters were lying on the ground in a disorderly manner, their bodies covered with all kinds of horrific wounds.

Some of the heads had been chopped off.

Some were brutally drained of blood, and died in agony after being turned into mummies.

And judging from the marks on the body, it was him who had never taught Noah, but he didn't know where he had learned the skill of invisible striker.

Some were charred black and almost turned into charcoal.

A figure that looked very small compared to the trolls stood at the forefront of the troll corpse group, and dark red blood soaked through his wizard robe.

The blood that trickled down formed into dark red drops at the hem of the wizard's robe, dripping onto the ground with a plop.

When Snape arrived, Noah, who had just finished the massacre, slowly raised his head and revealed his extremely calm face.

Those calm, cold-blooded eyes met Snape's gaze.

The indifference to life emanating from Noah's gray-green eyes made Snape feel that his heart skipped a beat.

No, it feels like a myocardial infarction.

Chapter 84 Neville Longbottom, the new savior?

When the person involved was unwilling to speak more, the justice-filled Little Beaver volunteered to tell the whole story from the time she came out of the auditorium to the time she found Noah.

Of course, she cleverly concealed some insignificant details.

For example, why didn't she and Shirley report to Professor Flitwick immediately when they found Noah, but instead left the team and acted on their own?

Thanks to her clever words, the other three houses except Gryffindor were only deducted an insignificant five points each.

But Dumbledore quickly awarded them ten points each for their friendship and bravery.

In a reckless move, all three houses except Gryffindor won.

Professor McGonagall may be the biggest loser.

Of course, although the points added in the end were more than the points subtracted, because several people had violated school rules before, they still couldn't escape confinement.

Except for Noah, everyone else was punished to patrol the Forbidden Forest with Hagrid this weekend.

This punishment measure is more of an education than a punishment.

Professor McGonagall's idea was good. She wanted to make these ignorant youngsters clearly aware of the dangers of these magical animals.

But she completely ignored the fact that this measure was a reward for the Weasley twins who had tried many times to find a way to enter the Forbidden Forest but failed.

As for Noah, he is a special one among these little wizards.

Nonsense, which student can kill a nine-headed monster in the first grade?

When Tom Riddle, the famous Voldemort, first entered school, his performance was not as terrifying as Noah, right?

If Noah was simply punished by going to the Forbidden Forest with the others, Professor McGonagall felt that this would not serve as a warning or education at all.

Maybe this patrol of the forbidden forest will turn into an autumn outing.

So she wisely threw the problem to Dumbledore, letting the old bee, who had been wary of Noah from the beginning, face the trouble himself.

When everyone left the messy bathroom, if it weren't for the troll disrupting the situation, the dinner would have only been two-thirds done.

Even the students from Hufflepuff and Slytherin were still gathered in the Great Hall, with Professor Sprout keeping an eye on their safety.

But for the students from the other two houses who had already returned to the common room, it was obviously impossible for them to go back to the auditorium to continue the Halloween dinner.

After sending the warriors who had fought the troll to the school hospital, Dumbledore returned to the hall and announced that the prefects should take the students from their respective colleges back to their dormitories.

Standing at the door of the Great Hall, Dumbledore watched the students from the remaining two colleges disappear one after another in the corridor behind the stairs, a strange luster revealed behind his half-moon glasses.

He called out to Snape, who was on the grand staircase, preparing to go upstairs to the Ravenclaw common room to visit his daughter.

"Severus."

His words only earned him a deathly look from Snape with a hint of dissatisfaction.

But with Dumbledore's thick skin, this was nothing.

"Don't you have anything to say? About that child."

Dumbledore calmly moved his gaze from the door behind the stairs leading to the Slytherin common room to Snape who was standing on the stairs.

"He killed nine giant monsters."

"Moreover, I also found traces of strengthening magic left on those giant monsters. Can you guess who did this?"

Snape was a little annoyed when he heard Dumbledore once again mention the man who killed Lily more than ten years ago in front of him.

"So, you shouldn't place your hopes on that stupid Pot!"

Snape was very rarely angry at Dumbledore.

"Let alone nine strengthened giant monsters, he can't even deal with an ordinary one. Instead of believing that Potent can defeat Voldemort, I'd rather believe Longbottom!"