The Prisoners of Hogwarts

Chapter 61 Found

Chapter 61 Found

Professor McGonagall remained silent, simply pointing her wand steadily at Lynch.

The air in the room seemed to freeze, leaving only the increasingly painful, heavy breathing and whimpers of the giant being pressed to the floor by an invisible force.

Lin Qi looked at her, and the smile on his face gradually faded.

In the center of the room, the pressure on the giant gradually increased.

The old floor beneath it could no longer bear the weight and groaned painfully. Spiderweb-like cracks spread from beneath it at a visible speed, as if the entire floor would collapse at any moment.

Professor McGonagall let out a long breath, her chest heaving violently.

She glanced warily at the rapidly widening crack and the agonizingly struggling monster, then took a deep look at the indifferent Lynch opposite her. Reason finally prevailed over anger.

Professor McGonagall put away her wand.

"Stop what you're doing..." Her voice remained as stern and clear as ever. "The castle floor will collapse."

They are not easy to repair.

"I can do some repairs," Lynch replied.

Professor McGonagall looked at Lynch, her voice colder than usual: "Professor Lynch, I will give a detailed report to Headmaster Dumbledore about everything that happened tonight."

"Of course," Lin Qi smiled again, as if the tense standoff had never happened. His voice was calm. "Everything, big or small, should be reported."

I have nothing to hide.

Also, what do you want to do with this giant monster?

Should I throw it into the Forbidden Forest?

Professor McGonagall glanced at Lynch again, recalling Dumbledore's words of advice, and decided to focus her attention on the matter at hand.

Her gaze fell back on the giant on the floor, which could now only emit faint groans, and she quickly made a decision: "It needs to be sent back to the dungeon, subjected to more stringent anti-magic spells, and await Professor Dumbledore's final decision."

The school must investigate how the violation was committed in order to prevent such incidents from happening again.

"Understood."

Lin Qi pointed, and a silvery light flew from his fingertip, striking the giant monster precisely. Countless thick ropes immediately appeared on the monster's massive body. These ropes seemed to have a life of their own, climbing and wrapping around the monster's body, quickly binding it into the shape of a large rice dumpling.

Lynch lifted his finger upwards, and the tightly bound giant floated up.

"Would you like to come along?" Lynch asked Professor McGonagall.

"Of course," Professor McGonagall replied crisply.

She reached out, opened the door, and went out. Lin Qi then sent the giant's floating body out of the doorway.

Then he walked out the door himself.

Standing outside the door, Lin Qi looked back at the interior of the room, which was almost a ruin, and tapped it lightly again.

"Restored to its original condition!"

The fragments and debris in the room behind them seemed to be swept up by an invisible whirlwind, flying in the air before returning to their original positions as they spun around.

In the blink of an eye, the room that had been destroyed by the giant was restored to its original state.

Professor McGonagall, who was standing to the side, saw Lynch's actions and a complex light flashed in her eyes.

After the terrifying night of Halloween, Harry, Ron, and Hermione became good friends.

After all, it's hard for them not to develop feelings for each other after experiencing the legendary story of knocking out a twelve-foot-tall monster together.

After the fear subsided, the excitement of surviving the ordeal and the vanity of youth took over.

The legends surrounding Harry and Ron, the "Trollslayers," began to take shape in the Gryffindor Tower.

Hermione, as the instigator of the events in the story, did not receive much attention, and she was happy to be ignored at this moment.

Harry and Ron's popularity reached its peak among their classmates.

Students of all grades admired their courage in attacking the giant, and what was even more admirable was that they actually won!

Although Harry was used to being the center of attention, he couldn't help but feel a sense of pride and joy when his classmates surrounded him and asked him for details.

Ron, on the other hand, is experiencing an unprecedented moment of glory in his life.

He recounted, tirelessly, the dramatic moment to every listener, whether they wanted to or not—how he, at the critical moment, uttered the crucial levitation spell, causing the troll's massive, beam-like club to rise into the air and then precisely strike the dimwit's head, saving Harry and Hermione.

"Didn't you see that? That wooden stick, 'whoosh,' flew up! And then 'bang!'" Ron exclaimed, gesturing wildly with his arms to show the impact. "That big guy fell down without even a groan!"

At first, the surrounding audience cheered in response, which made Ron's red hair seem even shinier.

But later, they began to think that Ron was just bragging, and that the troll had knocked himself unconscious by hitting himself on the head while swinging his club.

Ron was trying to demonstrate the "extraordinary" levitation charm again in the hallway after Transfiguration class, with his target being Neville's Transfiguration textbook, which he had accidentally dropped.

But no matter how hard he concentrated or how forcefully he waved his wand, his face turned red in the end, and the heavy textbook only bounced slightly on the ground, less than an inch off the ground, before falling back to its original position with a "thud".

Laughter immediately erupted from the crowd.

Ron's face instantly turned redder than his hair. He scratched his head and muttered, "It must be the wand—or the floor is too slippery..."

Hermione witnessed this scene and privately analyzed Ron's situation to the two of them: "I'm afraid this is the theory that Professor Lynch talked about in his magic studies class. Magic is the response of magic to will. When you faced the troll, you had no distracting thoughts in your mind. You only wanted to save Harry. That strong, reckless will instantly condensed and released all your magical potential, which caused that spell effect that was far beyond your usual level."

This is a breakthrough under extreme pressure, not your normal magical ability, which is why you can't use such a powerful levitation spell again.

Ron was a little confused by Hermione's theoretical explanation, but he also felt that what she said made sense.

His eyes lit up, and he began to daydream: "This proves that I have the talent to become a great wizard!"

"One day, I will become a great wizard like Dumbledore..."

Harry laughed at Ron's daily daydreams, while Hermione gave a helpless pout.

On the other side, on the eighth floor of Hogwarts Castle, the corridors were empty and quiet.

Lynch stood quietly in front of a blank stone wall, behind him on a tapestry depicting a giant beating Banaba with a club.

Totz stood quietly a step behind him, holding a silver platter respectfully in both hands.

Lin Qi stared intently at the bare, unremarkable stone wall in front of him.

He walked slowly along the wall, his fingertips occasionally brushing against the cold stone surface, and finally, he stopped at a certain point.

A faint, satisfied smile quietly appeared on Lynch's lips.

"Found it..." he said meaningfully.

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