Chapter 74

"Professor, you scared me like that!" Allen quickly pulled his head back and said rapidly, his voice very light, even carrying a lively feeling.

Professor Quirrell still looked at him indifferently, saying not a word...

"Oh my! Time really flies today! The clock tower bell rang so quickly! I promised Harry to play chess in the Gryffindor common room when the bell rings tonight, and now I'm almost late." Allen stood up, looking anxious.

Professor Quirrell still looked at him indifferently, saying not a word...

"Professor, maybe we should continue next week! Your health isn't very good, I'm afraid you'll get tired! Professor, why do you keep looking at me like that? It makes me feel strange!" Allen seemed to just notice Professor Quirrell's expression and said in surprise.

Professor Quirrell, like a statue, finally moved; he turned his back to Allen and slowly walked into the shadows...

"You decide for yourself!" A low voice from the shadows belonged to Professor Quirrell, revealing no emotion.

"Then I'll be going! Great harvest today, thank you for your guidance, Professor!" Allen replied politely.

Allen waited a few seconds for no response from Professor Quirrell, then went to the table to pack his things; he now had his back to Professor Quirrell in the shadows.

While packing, he casually asked: "Professor, when will our book come out? Didn't we say last week that proofreading had already started?"

"Soon!" Professor Quirrell's voice was somewhat dull.

At this moment, Allen's hand packing things suddenly froze—the little rabbit on the table was curiously touching Allen's hand with its wet nose...

Allen pushed the rabbit aside without showing any emotion, then said to Professor Quirrell: "I can't wait for the publication day!"

At this moment, the rabbit jumped in front of him again, then opened its three-part mouth to nibble his finger...

Allen felt a wave of distress in his heart and pushed the rabbit aside again...

"Hehehe!" A low laugh came from Professor Quirrell in the shadows.

The laugh was quite kind, but Allen felt goosebumps rise...

Allen finally finished packing his things and put them into his bag, while that rabbit seemed angry at Allen, playing by itself on the side...

"I'm just waiting for those 500 Jin Jin Jialong! I haven't even touched a Jin Jin Jialong yet!" Allen continued chatting casually with Professor Quirrell as he prepared to close his bag...

Once the bag was closed, he could say goodbye to Professor Quirrell as usual and walk out of this room... Allen thought silently in his heart.

But at the last moment he still hesitated; he glanced at that confused little rabbit. He could feel Professor Quirrell's gaze sweeping over his back like solid matter, which doubled his pressure.

However, from this angle, he should be blocking Professor Quirrell's line of sight; he couldn't see the rabbit now. Allen thought silently in his heart.

He was engaged in a fierce internal struggle in his mind...

On one side, he didn't want to create unnecessary trouble; on the other, he couldn't bear to think of the rabbit's miserable state under the Cruciatus Curse after he left...

"Professor, if we can earn 1000 Jin Jin Jialong, how much can the publisher earn?" Allen continued asking Professor Quirrell in a casual tone.

At the same time, he quickly grabbed the rabbit's ears, stuffed it into his bag, then closed the bag; he didn't dare to put it on his back, but held it in his hand.

Allen could feel the rabbit struggling inside his bag; he switched the bag to his other hand, thus blocking Professor Quirrell's line of sight...

"I don't know either!" Professor Quirrell answered briefly.

"Oh..." Allen let out a disappointed sigh.

"Professor, then I take my leave; take care of your health and don't stay up late!" Allen said cheerfully to Professor Quirrell,

while stepping toward the door, simultaneously adjusting the bag's position to avoid Professor Quirrell noticing anything unusual about it...

Until Allen walked out the door, Professor Quirrell still made no sound...

Allen couldn't believe he had come out of Professor Quirrell's office so smoothly; he controlled his excited feelings, while forcibly restraining his urge to run wildly, walking with the same pace as usual.

Until he turned two corners, only then did he run frantically, stopping only when he reached the Gryffindor tower...

He pressed his back against the tower wall, panting heavily in big gasps, then as if thinking of something again, he nervously poked his head out to check the corridor he came from; finding nothing, he let out a long sigh of relief.

He could no longer support himself and collapsed onto the ground; life's ups and downs were too thrilling; he felt his heart could barely take it, his lungs burned like fire from the sprint, and the soreness in his limbs only then registered in his brain...

His heart was filled with the joy of surviving a disaster, and he found it incredible that he had escaped danger like this!

That was a wizard proficient in Dark Magic! He had countless bizarre methods to kill him or make him suffer unbearably...

And yet he had escaped like this!

Allen pressed his head against the wall; the cool wall couldn't stop his sweat flowing continuously; only then did he realize his whole body seemed as if he had been pulled out of water...

He rested like this for a long time before recovering from extreme exhaustion; only then did he feel the bag in his arms moving weakly...

Only then did he remember there was a living creature in his bag; he quickly opened the bag and took out the little rabbit; the little rabbit was already gasping for breath.

However, after resting for a while, the little rabbit became lively and jumping again.

And Allen, having sorted out his thoughts, looked at the little rabbit and fell into worry; finally, he decided to return the little rabbit to nature.

He estimated the castle gates weren't closed yet, so he slowly walked toward the castle gate.

From afar, he saw a tall and reassuring figure; that was Hagrid, who was preparing to close and lock the castle gate.

Allen quickly walked two steps, got out of the castle before the gate closed, then gently opened the bag and placed the rabbit on the lawn outside the castle.

The little rabbit jumped happily on the lawn, eating the fat green grass on the ground, completely unaware of what it had encountered tonight...

Allen stared blankly as it gradually walked away, then disappeared into the Forbidden Forest; for a moment he was overwhelmed with emotion; he didn't know what he should do next; his mind was now a complete mess...

At this moment, a burly figure sat beside Allen; it was Hagrid.

"Why did you let the rabbit go?" Hagrid looked at the departing rabbit and said puzzledly, "Do you know? The rabbit I roast tastes much better than rock cakes!"

"Oh, then remember to treat me next time; remember to add plenty of chili!"