After leaving the Great Hall, the professors of Hogwarts prepared to look for the troll.
The troll, a creature with no brains, is likely to threaten the lives of students. The professors need to find and subdue the troll quickly to avoid unnecessary trouble.
At this moment, Snape, who smelled a conspiracy from the troll incident, was rushing to the restricted corridor on the fourth floor, ready to stop the guy who was planning to steal the Philosopher's Stone.
Quirrell is most likely a Death Eater, and he might have put the troll into the castle to divert people's attention.
Although Snape couldn't be sure of this, he was sure that Quirrell, who usually stuttered, must have set his sights on the Philosopher's Stone.
What a stupid and arrogant guy, did he really think no one noticed his little actions
Snape needs to stop him before he does something stupid, and Dumbledore asks him to keep a close eye on Quirrell and find out who is the mastermind behind the scenes.
As for wanting to steal the Philosopher's Stone
Snape didn't believe that Quirrell could steal the Philosopher's Stone under Dumbledore's nose.
When Snape arrived at the corridor on the fourth floor, he saw that someone had already opened the wooden door leading to the restricted area on the fourth floor. He hurried over and tried to stop Quirrell.
However, when Snape broke into the restricted corridor on the fourth floor, he found that he had lost Quirrell. The worst thing was that the wooden door that held the three-headed dog was opened at some point.
Damn it!
Could it be that Quirrell has already broken into the trap set up by the professors
Snape walked over quickly, ready to check what was going on inside. Hearing the noise in the corridor, the three-headed dog broke open the half-open wooden door, came out, and pounced on Snape.
Snape was startled and quickly waved his wand, trying to drive away the three-headed dog that was pouncing on him. The spell did make the three-headed dog's head retreat, but this guy had three heads.
In a hurry, Snape couldn't keep an eye on the three heads of the three-headed dog.
Thus, Albert's prediction was verified.
One of the three-headed dog's heads bit into one of Snape's legs. The intense pain made the Potions Professor's face completely distorted, and he was knocked to the ground by the pulling force of the three-headed dog.
Snape was so shocked by the fall that he saw stars and the severe pain made him dazed for a moment.
The next moment, Snape heard hurried footsteps behind him. It was Quirrell. The Defense Against the Dark Arts professor looked at the scene in astonishment and stammered, "Be careful, how come you are here?"
"Damn it!" Snape used magic on the three-headed dog to make it loosen its legs. He immediately struggled to stand up, propped up a magic barrier in front of him, and bounced the three-headed dog that pounced on him again, and quickly left the restricted corridor.
"Severus - are you all right?" Quirrell was about to reach out to help Snape.
"What the hell are you doing?" Snape immediately locked the wooden door of the restricted corridor, checked his wound, stared at Quirrell with a gloomy face and said, "Don't think I don't know what you want to do?"
"B-but, Severus, I-I don't know y-" Quirrell seemed to be frightened by Snape and stuttered.
"You know exactly what I mean." Snape said gloomily, "Who are you serving, the Dark Lord, or a Death Eater? Give up your stupid idea. You will never succeed in stealing the Philosopher's Stone under Dumbledore's nose."
"I don't-"
"Don't think I don't know your little tricks." Snape was very sure that Quirrell had set his sights on the Philosopher's Stone, and that he had been fooled by the other party. He almost had his leg bitten off by Hagrid's big dog.
"I—I—"
Snape ignored Quirrell and limped away.
Quirrell looked at Snape's departing back and hurriedly followed him.
The two of them had no idea that their every move was being watched by someone.
Especially when Albert passed by, he felt particularly happy when he saw Snape limping. He went straight to the third floor, entered the boys' bathroom, took out his pocket watch, checked the time, and waited for someone to arrive.
After a while, there was a rhythmic knock on the toilet door. Albert took a deep breath, opened the door, looked at the man outside who looked exactly like him, raised his hand and made an OK gesture.
The two men passed each other and Albert went straight outside. He saw his roommates waiting for him in the corridor. Fred and George were eating pumpkin pie, and Lee Jordan was holding a piece of honey-roasted pumpkin in his hand. The three of them were still talking about trolls.
Well, no matter how you look at it, there is something strange about this matter.
When they returned to the common room, they found a large group of Gryffindor students crowded there. Percy Weasley glared angrily at the four people who had just walked in.
"What the hell are you doing!" Percy took a deep breath and suppressed his inner anger.
"What the hell?" Fred pretended not to understand. "We're not doing anything."
"Don't be angry, Percy. Eat a candy." George took out a candy from his pocket, forced it into Percy's hand, patted his shoulder and said, "We just went to the toilet on the way. We drank too much pumpkin juice."
"It's just a giant monster. Don't be so nervous. We can smell the stench of those idiots from a long distance. We can easily avoid them." Lee Jordan also comforted casually.
"I think the professors should have solved the problem." Albert said lightly, "There's really no need to make a fuss."
Percy didn't know what to say after hearing what the four people said.
A giant monster.
Well, a freaking troll.
However, Percy didn't quite understand why they didn't take the troll seriously at all.
Everyone was crowded in the Gryffindor common room, discussing how the troll broke into Hogwarts castle, making the whole common room noisy.
Angelina came over, looked at Albert and the others, and said with a smile, “I heard that you came back after eating in the hall.”
"That's not true." Albert denied it decisively and changed the subject, "They will deliver the food later. After all, no one is full."
Albert's words soon came true, and the house-elves indeed delivered the unfinished food in the hall to the Gryffindor common room.
Students who were not full immediately rushed over and put their favorite food on their plates. They ate and talked, and the common room became even noisier.
Just then, the door to the common room reopened and Hermione Granger walked in.
Albert looked at Hermione's figure, raised his cup with a smile and took a sip.
"What are you laughing at?" Sana asked.
The door to the common room opened again and Harry and Ron walked in.
"Where do you think they went just now?" Shannah followed Albert's gaze and noticed Harry and Ron, and said with a frown.
"Maybe he'll become a warrior who defeats the giant monster." Albert joked.
"The warrior who defeated the troll?" Fred heard Albert's words, looked at Harry and Ron who were walking towards him, raised his eyebrows slightly and said, "How stinky! Did you really go to fight the troll just now?"
"I just beat up that troll," Ron announced proudly.
"Okay, okay, warriors who defeated the troll, please don't come over to thank us." George stopped Ron a few steps away with a look of disgust, "The smell on you will affect our appetite."
"Nonsense." Ron was very angry, "Where does the smell come from?"
"Go take a shower quickly. If you want to eat something, I can save some for you." Fred said, wrinkling his nose.
After Harry and Ron left, Albert suddenly said, "I dare say they must have encountered a troll and had close contact with it. The smell is really unbearable."
"I don't know why they like to deal with those stinking creatures," Lee Jordan muttered. "Did they really defeat the giant monster?"
"Who knows?" Albert said nonchalantly, "It's just a giant monster."
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The next morning, during breakfast, Albert noticed something was wrong with Snape, the Potions professor limped out of the hall.
"What's wrong with his leg?" George swallowed the bread in his mouth and looked up at Snape's departing back.
"I guess he was bitten by a dog!"
Watching Snape limping away, Fred gloated: "I hope he's in a lot of pain."
"The wounds from the three-headed dog's bite don't heal so quickly. That guy will probably be in pain for a long time." Albert announced cheerfully.
"So, even Snape can't escape Albert's mouth. It's really scary." Lee Jordan teased, pretending to be shocked.
The four of them looked at each other and couldn't help laughing.
Taking advantage of the short time before class, a few people went around from the secret passage to Snape's front and watched the Potion Professor's miserable appearance again.
He even deliberately discussed Snape's leg in a low voice when passing by him.
Looking at Snape's limping back, the four people's mood suddenly became happy.
"By the way, how did Snape get bit by a dog?" George suddenly said.
"Perhaps Snape wanted to pass by the big three-headed dog?" Fred tentatively guessed, "to steal the thing that Headmaster Dumbledore placed in the castle."
"So, it turned out that he was the one who let the giant monster in to divert people's attention?" Lee Jordan shared his guess with everyone.
"I hope it's Snape. If it's really him, he will definitely be fired next semester." Albert shook his head.
The other three didn't understand for a moment.
"That idiot who went to steal will definitely be caught and will naturally be expelled by the headmaster in the end." Albert said as a matter of course, "If it is true that Snape has set his eyes on that thing, he will naturally not be seen next year."
At this moment, everyone prayed silently in their hearts, hoping that Snape was the guy who tried to steal the headmaster's things.