Looking at the robe handed over by Kyle, Snape's face turned as dark as the bottom of a pot.

What do you mean take him back for a closer look? Does he really look like he likes to smell bad odors?

Snape looked at Kyle coldly, didn't answer, and didn't say anything.

"I think Professor Snape is too worried."

Finally, it was Professor McGonagall who smoothed things over: "It's good that you didn't encounter a troll. You should go back soon. The students are enjoying the Halloween dinner in their own colleges."

"Yes, Professor McGonagall."

Snape looked at Kyle's leaving back with hatred, then turned his head sharply and found Quirrell huddled at the back.

"Qiluo, where is the giant monster you mentioned?"

"It, it's in... the basement classroom." Quirrell leaned against the wall, clutching his chest and said, "Really, it's fifteen feet... so high..."

"But Dumbledore has already looked, there's nothing in the dungeon!"

Snape said impatiently, "I think you must find it very interesting that everyone gave up the Halloween dinner and went to look for the troll that didn't exist at all!"

"I...didn't...Severus...I didn't."

Quirrell slowly sat down on the ground along the wall, sobbing, "I don't know... where it went..."

"Maybe it ran away to some other place."

Professor Flitwick thought for a moment and said, "For the safety of the students, let's look for it more carefully. I'll go to the third floor to check."

"Then I'll go to the fourth floor."

"Leave the fifth floor to me."

…

Soon, the professors decided which floor they would go to and left one after another.

"If I find out you're lying, or playing some tricks... you should know what I mean."

Snape gave Quirrell a cold look and said, "I'll find you again!"

After saying that, he limped away.

Quirrell didn't say anything, but continued to sit on the ground sobbing, seeming to be terrified.

In fact, Quirrell was in a state of extreme confusion and didn't pay any attention to what Snape said.

He is a troll... He is such a big troll.

It's gone in the blink of an eye?

Quirrell even began to doubt whether he had released the troll at all.

…

After leaving, Kyle did not go anywhere else and went straight back to the Hufflepuff common room.

As soon as he entered the door, a large group of people surrounded him.

"Thank Merlin, we were on our way to find you."

Cedric said, "Brown said you were in the common room, but when we came back we found you had left."

"Why didn't you go to the party today?"

"Luckily you're okay."

"You don't know, there's a giant monster in the basement. My god, the books say they're more than ten feet tall."

Everyone was talking at once, and everyone was worried about Kyle's safety.

"Thank you, don't worry, I'm fine."

Kyle smiled, "I met the professor halfway, and then they came back."

"Professor?" Mikkel asked curiously, "Did they find the troll?"

"Probably not yet."

"But Professor Quirrell saw it."

"I think I might have seen it wrong." Kyle said unconcernedly, "After all, the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor at Hogwarts has never been very reliable..."

Mikel seemed about to say something else, but Kyle interrupted him.

"Can you ask me anything later? I'm starving now."

In order to keep an eye on Quirrell, Kyle hadn't even drunk a sip of water before, and he was really hungry now.

“Okay…” Mikkel scratched his head sheepishly.

The small tables in Hufflepuff's common room were now filled with all kinds of delicious food.

Although there are not as many as in the hall, if you need anything, you can tell the house-elves and they will deliver it immediately.

It's a bit like a magic buffet.

Kyle came to the table, picked up a piece of pumpkin pie and took a bite, then ordered a large piece of steak and finished it in just two or three bites.

Cedric and Connor sat on either side of him. They hadn't eaten much before because they were worried about Kyle's safety, and now they felt a little hungry.

Cedric thought about it and asked for an apple pie for himself.

Connor ordered steak like Kyle, but she got three servings.

After dinner, no one wanted to sleep.

The fainted Professor Quirrell and the troll were a very interesting topic, and the young wizards discussed it while eating dessert in the common room, and did not return to the dormitory until very late.

late at night……

Kyle slipped out of the dormitory as usual, but today he did not go to the library, but to the Room of Requirement on the eighth floor.

He hasn't been here for a long time.

Kyle first observed the growth of the plants, and after confirming that everything was normal, he took out his box from the deformed lizard skin bag, opened it and jumped in.

The box had completely changed at this time.

The small room below the entrance now has a wooden bed, a table, and a large wooden bookshelf.

He made these himself, so they look somewhat ordinary, even abstract.

But Kyle didn't care. Here, appearance and comfort were not important, as long as it worked.

The space above the bed and the table was empty, except for the bookshelf...which was filled with books bound in parchment.

Only the last row was left empty.

"I didn't notice it when I came here before, are there so many already?"

Kyle sighed.

It seems that next time I go to the library, I have to look for a book about the Traceless Extension Spell.

Although he could solve the problem by simply placing a deformed lizard skin bag here, it was still somewhat inconvenient.

After leaving the room, Kyle quickly found the troll lying on the ground and snoring.

The troll still showed no signs of waking up.

Kyle placed several large barrels of wheat cakes and meat brought from the kitchen aside, then took out his magic wand and diverted part of the lake water to the vicinity of the troll.

This is not done to control the monster.

Mountain trolls don't move around much. Normally they only stay in places with plenty of food. What Kyle brought this time is enough to keep it quiet for a long time.

Kyle is mainly for the bite of kale.

He had previously moved some of the ripe biting cabbages here. In order to prevent these guys from having nothing better to do and want to come over to taste the saltiness of the giant monster, the best way was to separate them with water.

It is common sense that biting cabbages will never actively approach places such as rivers or lakes.

(End of this chapter)