Hermione swung her short little legs, but held in the professor's hand, she was like a cat—her feet could not touch the ground at all.
She was rather thankful that the other students had all been taken away. Otherwise, it would have been mortifying if anyone had seen her like this. Resigned, she lowered her head. "Professor, can we really find the Troll before the Principal and the others? If it wakes up, there's no telling where it might run off to."
"It seems you already knew about the Troll. What did you see?" Only after they reached the entrance to the Great Hall did Su Ming set her down.
"I saw Professor Quirrell let it in. I just can't understand why he did that." Hermione answered quietly, quickly patting down her robes and tidying herself up.
"Very good. You have decent luck and observational skills." The professor turned his head as though identifying something, then headed toward the staircase leading upstairs. "But you failed to notice that, amid the chaos of the students being evacuated, Quirrell, who had fainted beside the main doors, disappeared. If you can find where he went, you'll know what he intends to do. This is only a very basic feint. It looks like I'll have to make up some tactical theory lessons for you."
"Hmph, no!"
The little girl turned her head away, though her eyes watched the professor's reaction from the corners. She wanted to know what prize he would use to tempt her this time.
Sure enough, the prize this time was a Multi-Fur Magical Creature General Care Set. It contained various potions that could rid Crookshanks of fleas, reduce odors, and make his fur smoother. Supposedly, they were secret formulas invented by the author of Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find