Chapter 159 Encountering a troll

The team looking for the missing roommate is on the road.

Okay, it's a bit strange to say this, but several people really came to see Cedric.

Including a certain Loli freshman.

Truman naturally disagreed. Although Robert had rich experience in beating people, the other person was not a human being, but a troll, a real monster.

He is tall, powerful, has a bad temper, and has low intelligence.

Truman racked his brains to find a reason not to let them out. After all, he was a prefect and must be responsible for his classmates.

"Don't worry, Truman." Robert said easily, "We are just looking for someone. Although the troll looks very powerful, it is actually not difficult to deal with. Moreover, the professors are following it."

Truman's nose was almost crooked with anger. He shouted loudly, "The troll is a XXXX level creature. If you have this mentality, I will not let you out!"

Although he said this, Truman finally let him go.

There is a little girl here after all.

"You ask me, Miss Granger, how about you just stay in our common room!" Truman muttered as he followed them, "We have a 6-foot-wide sofa. If you think it's not big enough, we can You can put two sofas together. There are new quilts and stuff, and you’re going to love our common room.”

"Okay, Truman." Robert interrupted, "We are not just sending Hermione back, the main purpose is to bring back Cedric. The task given to you by the professor is to bring back all the students. Dormitory, right? If you don’t complete the task, Professor Sprout will be angry.”

"I think Professor Sprout will be really angry if I let you run around." Truman muttered softly.

Robert turned his head, "No, don't worry, the professor won't be angry."

She will only smile, exude a frightening black aura, let a bunch of strange magical plants stare at you, and deal with the dragon dung she purchased through unknown channels.

A few people chatted and made their way to the second floor. As soon as they turned the corner of the stairs, Robert stopped and turned to look at the other side of the corridor.

"What's wrong?" Hermione looked around with some fear, fearing that something would suddenly jump out of the darkness and attack them.

"...It's nothing." Robert patted her head, "Let's hurry up, Ravenclaw's tower is quite far away."

Hermione looked at him.

Mr. Honey Badger spoke, "I smell that smell too, let's go quickly."

"What does it smell like?" Hermione looked confused. Apparently she didn't smell the strong stench in the air, which was like an exploded toilet.

"Probably a troll..." Summers walked in front with a nonchalant look, "I remember it was said in the book that trolls are very smelly."

Truman's face turned green, "Come on, let's get out of here quickly." As he said that, he lifted his legs and ran upstairs.

"Ah!!!!" A shrill, frightened cry came from the corner of the second floor. The sound was so loud that it could be heard even from a long distance away.

Truman was frightened to death and shouted, "Don't panic, let's leave quickly!"

"It's Harry! And Ron!" Hermione heard the culprit that made her sad all afternoon, but she no longer cared about those things. She only wanted to know one thing at this time, "Why Will they be on the second floor?”

"Hey, aren't you ready to leave?" Truman stuck his head out from the stairs above angrily, "Maybe the troll will come over in a while!"

"Opal." Robert waved, and the chubby bird appeared out of nowhere. He handed the opal to Hermione, "Take Hermione to find Professor McGonagall, Truman, you go too."

"Hey! What happened!" Truman ran down in a panic, "You're going to cause trouble with the troll, great! No, I mean, it's too reckless!"

Robert pushed the person away, "Don't talk nonsense, that's Harry Potter, the new student of Gryffindor, Stebbins...uh, Summers, you better come with me."

Mr. Honey Badger was not happy, "Hey, my spell is also very powerful!"

"Yes, yes." Robert ignored him, carried Summers and ran to the corridor on the second floor.

"Man, slow down, I can run by myself!" Summers' voice changed the tone, feeling that this mount was a bit scary and he was about to be vomited.

Turning a corner again, Robert finally saw the unusually eye-catching giant monster standing in the middle of the road.

It had already raised the wooden stick in its hand, roared and smashed it down at the little wizard who fell on the ground.

"Tsk!" Robert took out a dart-like object from the bag on his waist with his left hand, and threw it out hard, in the direction of the troll's right shoulder.

You must know that the giant monster's body muscles are tangled and its defense power is astonishingly high, but in front of that dart emitting green light, all defenses disappeared.

"Ho ho ho ho!" The troll whined, and half of the dart pierced into its muscles. I don't know why, but it was just a small one - compared to the troll's body - like an embroidery needle. An ordinary dart brought unbearable pain to the troll.

Even the strength seemed to be drained away.

The huge wooden stick fell from his hand and hit him under the horrified eyes of the little wizard on the ground.

The unlucky guy who fell to the ground was naturally Ron. Perhaps he had been tricked by his brothers too many times since he was a child. Ron had a big heart. Faced with this situation, even some adult wizards would He was unable to move as if under a immobilizing spell, but Ron actually raised his wand. Although he was frightened, he was very determined and waved it, "Wingardim Leviosa!"

The wooden stick was fixed in the air, rising slowly, over the head of the giant monster, and then slowly fell down. Ron quickly got up, climbed to the side using his hands and feet, and lay down on the wall.

With a "thunk" sound, the wooden stick fell to the ground and bounced twice. Summers took back the wand and retched twice, "Ugh... I thought I wouldn't be able to use the floating spell."

Robert's eyes twitched. Well, although classmate Ron waved the wand bravely, unfortunately, there was no light coming out of the top of his wand. So, in fact, the spell failed, but he Fortunately, Summers stepped in to help him out.

"Okay, super fast growth." Robert snapped his fingers with his left hand, and the darts fixed in the giant monster sprouted and pulled out at a speed that was incomprehensible to ordinary people, and finally turned into wooden vines, tying up the angry giant monster. A strict one.

"Yeah!" Mixed in with the roar of the giant monster was a somewhat childish voice. There was a "dong" sound, as if something fell.

Ron's horrified voice then sounded, "Ha, Harry! What's wrong with you?"