Chapter 696: The Treacherous Smokescreen - Draco’s Impossible Spell!
Professor Sprout set up the Devil's Snare; Flitwick was behind the Boggarts; McGonagall transfigured the Chessmen, of course, dead set on killing the intruder.
Knowing all this, the children knew they would be meeting either Quirrell or Snape's trap.
Professor Snape's trap would be certainly related to the Potions. However, they weren't sure about the timid Quirrell.
No matter how far, or what, they had thought to find in the next room, though, it certainly wasn't this sight.
Well... there was no sight.
Smoke was boiling in front of them, churning and coiling.
It twirled, hissed, and hushed as bellows after bellows passed by the children's eyes, blinding the path ahead.
"A Smokescreen Spell?" Hermione mumbled, frowning.
She had returned to her original self, regaining her childish appearance.
Despite the questions, doubts, and the sheer amount of ecstasy bubbling in their hearts, they had decided to not talk about the notifications without explicitly saying it out loud.
Something extraordinary had happened to them; to all of them.