Being watched by Dumbledore, Wilkes felt uncomfortable in his heart and cried out in secret, "I guessed it!"
That is right; his unusually strong behavior at first was on purpose. After all, it would be normal if it was he, because he had read the original book of this world.
Taking huge steps, of course, he will take the risk, he is seeking the benefits.
Wilkes certainly did not want to miss such a good opportunity, but he never thought that Dumbledore would treat him this way.
However, it seems that he accepted Wilkes's behavior; moreover, he offered compensation to him in an attempt to make up for his failure as a principal.
"Well... let me think about it." Wilkes was really rude, with no regard for his face, he started thinking seriously.
Under all the professors and Hermione's weird gaze, Snape had the urge to shoot Wilkes to death.
"I don't seem to lack anything..." Wilkes used the exclusion method to list what is good for him.
In terms of spells, he learned them by himself from the Hogwarts Library.
All he could see interesting, was some top curses, black magic that is only stored in the private library of Dumbledore.
Wilkes knew that since Voldemort's actions, Dumbledore in his private library collected all the records of powerful black magic in the library, even the "Black Magic spells to create a Horcrux".
But he wanted to ask for it directly, it was like he is seeking his death.
However, only magical props and potions are allowed to ask.
"Wait, potions ?" Wilkes glanced at the remains of the giant monster under his feet and suddenly looked at Snape with a cunning smile.
He thought of it as a wonderful compensation, and he could also tease Snape.
Snape looked at the cunning smile on Wilkes's face and kept staring at him, and suddenly he felt something bad is coming.
"Professor Dumbledore, as a war trophy, these troll parts should belong to me."
"Of course!" Dumbledore did not hesitate.
"In that case, I happened to see several potions in the library, all of which are based on various body parts of the troll, but I am not very proficient in potions..." Wilkes suddenly turned to look at Snape, pretending to be sincere.
"Can you ask Professor Snape to help me refine them? This is will be the school's greatest compensation to me, and I don't want anything else!"
"Snape?" Dumbledore looked at Snape for his decision.
Snape sighed coldly, but since Dumbledore asked him, he can't refuse, and he said indifferently, "Yes."
"Then this is what our professor is going to do. By the way, Mr. Wilkes....." Dumbledore glanced at Hermione with a smile.
"You can take your...little girlfriend first, and leave. As for these troll parts, Professor Snape will put them away for you."
Hermione, who was hiding behind Wilkes, was blushed red, almost visible to the naked eye, clutching Wilkes's hand tightly.
"Okay, then we won't disturb the professors, let's go, Hermione." Looking at the shy Hermione, Wilkes nodded in satisfaction, and then pulled Hermione out of here.
As for what the professors were going to do here, he did not care.
Since Dumbledore had spoken, Snape should not have coveted his own things.
...
It was dinner time, pulling Hermione, Wilkes led her to the auditorium.
But now, although the four house's tables were full of food, they were empty by now. All students were evacuated to various common rooms under the leadership of the representative because of the current crisis.
But no one was there. Wilkes took Hermione and sat casually at the Gryffindor student table, letting Hermione sit next to him.
"We haven't eaten yet, let's eat something to fill our stomach," Wilkes told Hermione.
Hermione was still blushing, but she looked up at him, she did not see Wilkes. After looking around carefully, she found that Wilkes had already run to the Slytherin's table at this moment.
"You...you...what are you doing." Hermione stammered.
Seeing Wilkes holding a small dragon skin bag, he began to stuff the food on the table, whether it was chicken legs or lamb chops, as much as possible.
"Don't you see it?! Of course, for eating." Wilkes glanced at Hermione strangely, his hands kept moving.
Could it be that I was so frightened that I could not even see him leaving my side, so Wilkes felt confused?
"I... of course I can see it, but you can't eat so much alone, why do you put it away anyway? It's a shameful act to waste food." Hermione blushed madly.
"Of course I won't eat it alone, I have a...erh, and it's for a pet." Wilkes thought of Shadow Bear.
"I have a big appetite. Is that all? I guess it's not enough. You can eat first. I'll go and collect all the food from the other three tables."
Ignoring Hermione's stunned expression, Wilkes began to change from one table to another and began to collect all the food.
"You shouldn't raise a giant monster!"