HP: The Moon Over the Magic Academy

Chapter 41 Halloween, Troll 1

After a day of classes, Landric increasingly missed the time when he didn't have to attend classes.

The thought of having to write several inches of paper in a little while made Landric feel dizzy and unable to see the road ahead.

I chewed the bland British food listlessly. Good heavens, it's time to put food reform on the agenda.

He was eating so half-heartedly that Draco, sitting next to him, was getting anxious.

Why is this food not to my liking?

He never mentioned his brother's picky eating habits.

Landric selectively ignored Draco's anxious gaze; it wasn't a matter of whether Draco would be willing to eat a few bites just because Draco was in a hurry.

My eyes glanced, intentionally or unintentionally, towards the Gryffindor long bench, and sure enough…

Let him think about it; it seems like Quirrell will be on stage soon to demonstrate his knockout skills.

Landric's eyes gradually glazed over, and he began to eat in a self-deceptive manner. Yes, that way he wouldn't feel the greasy taste (there was really too much oil).

Time ticked by, and Landric was getting impatient.

Quirrell's efficiency is still too slow.

The hall doors were flung open with a bang, and a disheveled figure rushed in.

"Quick, a giant... a giant monster, it... it's in the underground bathroom!"

OK, here comes the fun part.

Landric watched Quirrell's performance quietly. Tsk, he genuinely thought Dumbledore was an old man. He didn't believe Dumbledore couldn't see through this clumsy acting.

At this point, Dumbledore probably only knew that Quirrell had a problem, but he didn't know that the Dark Lord was behind these things.

The entire hall was thrown into chaos, except for Slytherin, who still managed to maintain their composure.

As for Draco, the moment he heard Quirrell's words, he instinctively looked at Landric.

Too calm.

Draco lowered his eyes, a dark look immediately settling over them.

Landric didn't pay attention to Draco. He glanced at the chaotic scene, cast an Ignore Charm on himself, and quietly followed the two Gryffindors out.

Others might not notice, but Draco, sitting next to Landric, definitely sensed it very clearly.

His brother acted alone again and had a secret from him.

For a fleeting moment, Draco lifted his foot to follow, but ultimately remained where he was. No matter what Landric was going to do, since Landric had ignored him, he couldn't go over and cause trouble for his brother.

If he offends his brother, he absolutely cannot withstand the passive-aggressive treatment; he will go crazy.

As a well-behaved younger brother, the most important thing is to listen to your older brother, right? Heh…

Draco lowered his head, his eyes fixed on the food Landric hadn't finished eating.

Maybe my brother doesn't like the pattern on this plate, so let's change it.

The Slytherins were organized by the prefects and began to evacuate the Great Hall, preparing to return to their own underground common room.

"What, your brother doesn't want you anymore?" a mocking voice rang out.

One sentence triggered a stress response in Draco: "Shut up!"

"Uh... Draco, you know, I was just joking..." Blaise Zabini was taken aback by Draco's reaction.

Theodore Nott appeared beside Draco at some point. "Where did Landric go?"

Draco remained silent, showing no desire to answer Theodore Nott.

"Hiss, Draco, Landric was only gone for a little while, he'll be back soon, don't... act like this."

Theodore Nott glanced at Bres Zabini, thinking, "What a clueless jerk."

"Landrico has something to do? But you don't know?" Of course, he didn't have any sense of observation either.

Those few words were like knives stabbing Draco's heart.

From childhood to adulthood, his brother had never hidden anything from him; there were never any secrets between them. But why, after arriving at Hogwarts, did he find it increasingly difficult to understand what his brother was thinking?

Theodore Nott walked beside Draco, silently observing Draco's expression out of the corner of his eye. Seeing the slightly red corners of Draco's eyes, he couldn't help but smile sarcastically.

The young master living in an ivory tower has everything that makes people so envious.

Always living a life of ease, getting everything he wanted effortlessly. Just one lie from Landric, and he can't stand it? Ha, how naive!

Having seen enough of Draco's sad expression, Theodore Nott suddenly smiled, his previously gloomy face becoming more docile. He then quickened his pace, leaving Draco behind.

Blaise Zabini, unwilling to provoke Draco any further, followed Theodore Nott.

It's unclear whether Draco has a strong ability to recover psychologically, or whether he simply doesn't want people to see him like this again, or perhaps both.

He quickly adjusted his expression, once again displaying the haughty demeanor of a young master.

He walked through the Slytherin crowd, returned to his dormitory, and immediately lay down on Landric's bed.

Today was supposed to be Halloween, and Draco's carefully chosen costume was now a bit wrinkled, but he didn't care.

哥…

His eyes peered through his fingers, a hint of eerie gentleness in them…

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Landric, who had been diligently following Harry and Ron for some time, accelerated and overtook them after confirming their exact location.

A gust of wind passed by, and no one noticed.

After running for a while, Landric finally stopped, clutching his wildly beating heart. "Tsk, I ran too fast."

Listening intently to the sounds, he faintly heard a few roars, and he knew where Hermione was.

He immediately ran towards the source of the sound.

really.

"Hermione!"

The girl, her eyes brimming with tears, turned around and saw Landric calling her name anxiously.

His face was covered in sweat from the strenuous exercise, and although he was still out of breath, his first concern was for her…

"Quickly! Find the professor!"

Ignoring her own safety, Hermione was deeply moved and only wanted to keep Landric from getting involved in this mess.

She absolutely cannot let Landric be harmed.

Landric ignored Hermione's words, raised his wand, and a protective barrier stood in front of Hermione, while a blocking barrier stood in front of the troll.

Hermione realized what was happening and quickly stood up, running towards Landric.

He seemed to finally breathe a sigh of relief when he finally reached Landric.

Landric's lips curled slightly upward, his gaze lowered, and his fingers behind his back twitched.

"Rand, watch out!"

The barrier blocking the giant's path shattered instantly.

Without a moment's hesitation, Hermione grabbed Landric and ran.

Next, the original plot will unfold...