The Hidden Troll

The date was October 30th, the day before Halloween.

This morning's class was on the A History of Magic. Professor Binns was teaching about Hengist of Woodcroft, who came from Hufflepuff House.

The famous the Three Broomsticks was his former residence. After being Muggle-Repelling Charm, he established a village here where only wizards lived.

Ironically, as time went on, more and more residents became Slytherin, and they almost never had any contact with real Muggle in their entire lives.

To be honest, it's understandable that they would reject Muggle because they don't understand them.

But Black Family and Malfoy practically lived next to Muggle, and Malfoy even used to make his fortune off Muggle, so their anti- Muggle tendencies are puzzling.

During the afternoon Charms Class, Ravenclaw Headmaster Professor Flitwick finally announced that he believed they could begin to make objects fly.

In previous lessons, they had already learned the Levioso Spell and the Locomotor Spell, which together form the Levitation Charm.

When they were learning the Levioso Spell, Professor Flitwick promised that they would be able to learn Levitation Charm by October 31st, so they shouldn't have been excited by Professor Flitwick words.

But ever since the students saw Professor Flitwick make Neville's toad fly all over the classroom, they have been eagerly hoping to try this skill themselves.

Even Ryan was curious why Hermione, who didn't behave out of line in Ravenclaw, would be criticized by Ron for pointing out his mistakes and then stay alone in the girls' bathroom for a long time.

However, it seemed unlikely. Sure enough, what happened next was quite unexpected for Ryan.

Professor Flitwick divided the class into pairs to begin training. Harry's partner was Ron Weasley, while Ryan and Hermione worked together.

"Alright, and don't forget that subtle wrist movement we've been practicing all this time!" Professor Flitwick said in a shrill voice, standing on his pile of books as usual. "A flick and a shake, remember, a flick and a shake. It's also very important to pronounce the spell correctly—don't forget the Baruffio, who said 's' instead of 'f' and found himself lying on the floor with a bison standing on his chest."

This spell was indeed quite difficult for the young wizards. Even though they had already learned the Levioso Spell and Locomotor Spell, it was still very challenging for Ron.

Harry had already prepared beforehand. Since returning from Atlantis, he had mastered almost all the spells for first-year students. With a flick of his wrist and a soft chant, he easily controlled the feather, sending it soaring into the air.

Hermione was the same. Professor Flitwick pretended not to see them and just nodded slightly in satisfaction. During this time, the two of them had been at the level of learning as soon as they were taught. After all, Filius Flitwick was not Snape, and he didn't have the thick skin to give extra points directly.

Ron waved and shook his feather repeatedly, but the feather that should have been sent into the air remained motionless on the floor.

"Wingardium Leviosa!" he shouted, waving his long arms like a windmill.

"Hey, Ron, you're just too hasty."

"You're Ron Weasley, the Wizard's Chess prodigy! This should be a piece of cake for you."

"It's Yuga- Leviosa, the 'ga' should be pronounced long and clearly."

"Okay, I was too hasty. I haven't been doing much prep work, I've been too busy researching Quidditch tactics for you, Harry," Ron said, making excuses for himself with a normal expression.

A lie repeated a thousand times becomes easily mistaken for the truth. Moreover, Ron's wizarding abilities were not lacking, and after being fooled by Harry for so long, he truly became overconfident.

Ron rolled up his sleeves, waved his wand, and said, "Wingardium Leviosa!" His feather rose from the table and hovered four feet above their heads.

"Oh, well done!" Professor Flitwick shouted, waving his hand. "Look, everyone, Mr. Weasley has succeeded!"

"Two points for Ravenclaw!" Professor Flitwick finally found an excuse to add points and was so happy he almost jumped for joy.

"Stop clapping, Harry. I saw you succeed a long time ago." Ron pretended to pull Harry, but only said it.

"Yeah, I always do that. Lately, Professor Flitwick has been too embarrassed to give me extra points," Harry said helplessly, a slight smile playing on his lips.

"I say Professor Flitwick is just too pretentious. Look at Professor Snape from Slytherin, he always finds excuses to give his students extra credit."

"If I were Professor Flitwick, I would give you extra points every day," Ron said indignantly.

To be honest, Ryan did derive some enjoyment from seeing these scenes that differed from the original timeline.

However, how could Harry Potter not encounter Troll? If the original plot had unfolded as it was, Ryan would have pulled Hermione away beforehand and then secretly watched Harry Potter fight the Troll live.

However, it was still early, Quirrell chose to place the Troll before the Halloween dinner on October 31st. The red thread of fate between Harry and the Troll had already been broken, but Ryan didn't mind playing matchmaker.

Helping others is a fine virtue of the China people, and rightly so! — Ron can't be left out, and let's add Malfoy too!

And so, finally, Thursday, October 31st, arrived.

In the Defense Against the Dark Arts Office on the fourth floor of Hogwarts, an office that had been converted into Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom after Quirrell left now looked exceptionally tidy.

Ryan appeared out of thin air and walked to a box with seven locks in the corner. This box was later used by Little Crouch., and Moody was kept inside it.

Seven is the number Voldemort considered the most magical, and he even sought seven for his Horcrux, so it's not surprising that the box uses this number.

This magic box can only be opened multiple times with a key; to see a particular level, you have to open it several times.

Although Ryan could grab it directly, he decided to use physical means after thinking about what was inside.

Ryan conjured seven keys from thin air, instantly forging them after scanning the chains. He inserted the first key into the lock, opened the box, and found a pile of spellbooks inside.

Ryan closed the box, inserted the second key into the second lock, and opened it again. Inside the box, instead of spellbooks, were various Potions for maintaining health, some parchment and quills, and a black cloak purely for concealing magical energy.

It's estimated that Quirrell was wearing it when he stormed Gringotts and went to the Forbidden Forest to kill the Unicorn.

Ryan inserted the third, fourth, fifth, and sixth keys into the lock, opened the box, and each time something different appeared.

Finally, he inserted the seventh key into the lock, lifted the lid, and inside lay a Troll, twelve feet tall, with dull, lifeless skin, and next to it was a thick wooden stick, emitting a nauseating stench.

"Found you," Ryan said with a smile.