The students immediately broke into an uproar, but Dumbledore soon stood up and brought the situation under control, telling the prefects to take the young wizards of their houses back to their dormitories.
Harry and the others followed the crowd out of the hall as well, but Hermione suddenly pulled them back.
"Tom!"
"He still doesn't know about the troll!"
Harry and Ron looked at each other. "We have to go tell him."
"If only we'd made the Goblin coins earlier!" Ron sighed.
"I'm going with you!" Hermione said.
"You?"
"We're a group," Hermione said. "And do you know where the girls' bathroom is?"
A moment later, Murphy, who was just about to follow the professors to the underground classrooms, saw three sneaky figures slipping away, and for a moment he did not quite know what expression to make.
Was this the convergence of the world line?
The three of you just have to go toe-to-toe with the troll, don't you?
Forget it. It's pretty interesting anyway.
Meanwhile.
Tom, who had just walked out of Moaning Myrtle's bathroom, was about to go to the Halloween feast.
He was still turning over what Moaning Myrtle had said in his head: a pair of huge, frightening yellow eyes? What was that?
Unfortunately, before he could ask about Tom Riddle, Moaning Myrtle had driven him out.
But it did not matter. He had still gotten a piece of information: Hagrid had been expelled back then because of Moaning Myrtle's death.
Hagrid!
So he had been at school at that time, and since he had been connected to the case back then, he definitely knew Tom Riddle.
He would go ask him with Harry later.
While he was thinking, he suddenly smelled a foul stench. He frowned, then heard a loud clattering and