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Chapter 32

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Right now, Allen was not in the mood to think about where the plot was going. With so many delicacies piled up together, even if the world was destroyed, he had to eat his fill first.

French snails, spaghetti, American steak … The table seemed to be a collection of classic delicacies from all the major continents. From the snowy Baltic Sea of Northern Europe to the wild Pampas Plains of Argentina, from the bustling New York to the ancient and mysterious Egypt, the classic delicacies of every place were included. What made Allen so intoxicated that he forgot everything else was naturally the Chinese delicacies: white cut chicken, Dongpo pork, crab meatballs, Buddha jumps over the wall, braised bird's nest …

Edward watched in astonishment as the always elegant and steady Allen swept through the Asian delicacies like a tornado sweeping away clouds. After thinking about it, he also joined the battle in the Asian region. The moment the Buddha jumps over the wall entered his mouth, Edward's eyes instantly lit up. Sure enough, following Allen, all kinds of delicacies were available!

Just as everyone was eating heartily, Professor Quirrell suddenly rushed into the dining hall. His large scarf was crooked on his head and his face was full of horror. Everyone stared at him as he walked to Professor Dumbledore's chair and leaned on the table, panting as he said, "The troll — in the underground classroom — I thought you should know."

After saying that, he fell to the floor and fainted.

The dining hall was suddenly in a mess. Professor Dumbledore had to use his wand to make a few ear-piercing explosions before everyone quieted down.

"Prefect," he said in a low voice, "Immediately lead your students to the dormitory!"

Penello immediately stood up. "Ravenclaw's students, follow me." His words were concise and comprehensive. Compared to Gryffindor's prefect Percy, Allen still preferred Penello. At this moment, Percy was like an arrogant rooster, leading a flock of chicks back to the nest.

"Allen, shouldn't all kinds of demons, ghosts, pirates, extraterrestrials, and witches be out on Halloween? Why did it become a troll in the Hogwarts? Professor Quirrell's acting was so realistic! Was this how wizards celebrated Halloween? Unfortunately, I haven't had enough of those delicacies! " The careless Edward actually thought that this was a part of the celebration of Halloween, which really made Allen dumbfounded.

Wait, Halloween, monsters!!! Does Dumbledore know that the Iron Triangle encountered a troll on Halloween? If he knew, why would he allow Quirrell to wander around the Hogwarts? If he knew, why would he still be standing at the teacher's seat, not nervous at all? Three little adepts that had just entered the academy were going to face an adult monster. Would they really have to rely on their luck? What if there was a butterfly effect because of him?

Thinking of this, Allen couldn't help but worry. He searched everywhere for Harry, Ron, and Flegg. Foleg was very safe. Allen saw at a glance that Percy had dragged him to his side. He probably couldn't slip away. But Harry and Ron were nowhere to be seen.

Allen patted Edward's shoulder, indicating that he was leaving the team. Edward also wanted to follow, but Edward hurriedly stopped him. When Ravenclaw's team turned the corner, Allen slipped behind the armored soldiers on the side of the corridor.

Professor Quirrell said that the troll appeared in the basement, but according to Allen's memory, according to the original story, the troll should be in the ladies' room.

Allen quickly ran upstairs. Not long after, a foul stench entered his nostrils. It was a mixture of stinky socks and a public toilet that had never been cleaned. Then he heard a low muttering and the shuffling of huge feet on the ground.

Allen immediately saw Harry and the others cowering in the shadows. Everyone watched as the troll slowly walked into the moonlight.

Allen activated the invisibility function of Wonderful Wizard Robe and prepared to observe the development of the situation. The troll incident this time was crucial to the birth of the friendship of the Iron Triangle, and Allen didn't want to ruin it.

The scene at this moment was terrifying. The troll was twelve feet tall. Its skin was dull and gray like granite. Its huge and clumsy body was like a huge pile of mud, and on top of it was a small head the size of a cocoa bean. Its short legs were as thick as tree stumps, and below them were large, flat, calloused feet. The smell coming from its body was nauseating. It was holding a thick wooden stick in its hand. Because its arms were so long, the stick dragged on the ground.

The troll stopped by a door and peered inside. It swayed its long ears and made a decision with its small head. Then, it lowered its head and slowly crawled into the room.

Allen watched as Harry and Ron smartly locked the troll in the ladies' room. Soon, Hermione's terrified screams came from the bathroom. Harry and Ron were stunned for a moment. They immediately returned and clumsily opened the door. The two of them rushed in.

Allen followed closely behind. The troll waved its huge wooden stick and smashed all the facilities in the bathroom to pieces. Broken tiles and stones flew everywhere, and the cubicles collapsed one by one. The situation was very critical. The troll quickly destroyed Hermione's hiding place. Hermione rolled and crawled away.

In Hermione's eyes, Harry grabbed a faucet and threw it against the wall. His plan worked. The clumsy troll stopped a few steps away from Hermione. It turned around clumsily, blinking stupidly, trying to see what the sound was. Its ugly little eyes saw Harry. It hesitated for a moment, and then walked toward Harry while raising the wooden stick in its hand.

After that, Harry bravely jumped onto the troll and stuck his magic wand into the troll's nostril. Ron successfully cast the levitation spell, and the wooden stick fell right on the troll's head with an earth-shattering explosion. The troll swayed on the spot and fell face down on the floor. The entire room shook with a loud boom. The troll fainted.

In reality, how could they be so lucky? Ron's levitation spell did work, but the force of the wooden stick falling was not enough to knock a troll unconscious.

Allen sped up and ran. He leaped high with the help of the wall on one side, grabbed the troll's stick, and smashed it down hard. Since he was wearing Miao Miao's wizard robe and was invisible, in the eyes of Harry and the rest, Ron had accidentally knocked the troll unconscious.

After that, Professor Mag, Professor Snape, and Professor Quirrell all rushed over. Allen left with peace of mind, hiding his achievements and fame.

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