Chapter 160 Packed and Towed Away

"I, um, I'm fine..." A weak voice came from behind the troll, and Ron rushed over in a hurry.

After confirming that the big man in front of them had no ability to resist, Robert and Summers also curiously went over to check on Mr. Savior's condition.

Harry was sitting on the ground with a painful look on his face. Ron seemed to want to help him, but he was afraid that his companion's injuries would be worsened, so he could only stay there helplessly.

Robert was also a little stunned. He was shocked to find that after solving the giant monster, his panel changed and a line of small words appeared.

[Acquire skills: magical power (pseudo)]

There's no after that.

There is no explanation or proficiency. It is like blatantly telling the user: This is a BUG. I don’t know why. You can choose to ignore it!

Robert was almost mad to death. What kind of broken panel is this? Does it only show half of it? At least tell me what it is, or what kind of magical power it is.

The angry Robert poked the panel several times with his fingers, but the thing seemed dead and motionless. It took a long time before it turned into dots of starlight and disappeared in front of him.

It confused Summers on the side.

"Robert, you just..." Summers asked hesitantly, "Is there something there?"

"No, nothing." Robert explained casually, "I was just cursing the guy who released the troll to scare people, but I felt it would be too rude to say it out loud, so I could only curse in my heart."

After saying that, Robert felt a little stupid. You would know that such nonsense is false as soon as you hear it, right?

However, Summers actually believed it. He nodded and said in agreement, "It's wrong to curse people."

Robert rubbed his nose in embarrassment and looked at the troll that was lying on the ground and twisting. In fact, its range of activities was really limited. After all, the wooden vines tied him very tightly, but the troll's low intelligence obviously made it difficult for him to move. It couldn't understand what it was like to be captured alive, and it was still trying to resist.

Maybe, giving it a few stun spells is the right thing to do.

"Guys, you are running a little too fast..." Stebbins panted and ran from a distance. He was a little excited and a little worried and asked, "Hey, what is this? A giant Weird? Did you knock it down?"

Robert looked behind him and asked strangely, "You didn't go with them to find Professor McGonagall?"

"Of course not!" Mr. Honey Badger puffed out his chest and said proudly, "I came here after you."

As he said that, he looked at Harry and asked doubtfully, "Is someone hurt?"

"It's Harry Potter." Robert waved to him, "Let's take him to the school hospital. I think he fell from the troll."

Mr. Honey Badger said blankly, "Why did he fall from the troll? Did he appear with the troll? Shouldn't the troll carry a stick with him? Is it now fashionable to carry wizards?"

"..." Robert looked at Mr. Honey Badger with a ghostly expression on his face, "Man, you have such a big idea, why not write a book! Maybe it will become a hit, become a best-selling author, and earn galleons. Obtaining the third-level Order of Merlin, marrying Bai Fumei, and reaching the pinnacle of life, well, it doesn't seem to be this script."

Robert shook his head, "Hey, what was I thinking about."

Mr. Honey Badger was confused.

"Stebbins, you are overthinking." Summers looked at the two young wizards. "It should be that Harry Potter wanted to save his friend, so he climbed on top of the troll and wanted to teach him a lesson. But when we arrived, we knocked down the big guy and made him fall off the giant monster."

"Ah..." Mr. Honey Badger suddenly realized, "Is this what Robert often calls the failure of pretense?"

"..." Robert discovered for the first time that his roommate's incision was black!

Summers calmly complained, "That's true, but it's so rude to say that in front of others."

Robert felt that he might need to re-evaluate his roommates.

Why do you feel so different, I don’t know when you clicked on the poisonous tongue skill?

"Okay, stop talking nonsense. Let's send the people to Madam Pomfrey first. Are you going to let them both worry and worry all night?" Robert pushed the two guys angrily.

Summers looked at the pitiful Harry and Ron who stood aside and dared not touch him. He rubbed his chin and said, "I seem... to have a good idea?"

Two minutes later.

Harry was sitting in a wheelchair, with a dull expression as if he had Alzheimer's disease. He couldn't believe that he was sitting in a wheelchair at such a young age. This was such a shock to him that his brain has been frozen since he sat on it. state.

Ron glanced at Harry cautiously, and then at the senior students next to him.

"Well..." Ron said softly, "Thank you very much, seniors. I am Ron, Ron Weasley."

Stebbins nodded, "We know you, the youngest Weasley brother. The twins and Robert have all mentioned you."

"Yes, is that so?" Ron scratched his head, the tips of his ears turning slightly red.

"By the way, the professor should have informed you that there are trolls active in the castle. Why are you here instead of going back to the Gryffindor common room?" Stebbins looked curious, "You are here to come. From a troll?"

Ron hesitated for a long time, "Well, this, that, we are here to find someone."

I really can't say anything about making a girl cry or something.

Stebbins came to life. "You are here to find someone, and so are we!"

"Huh?" Ron looked confused.

"Our roommate sent his girlfriend back to the dorm and never came back, so we ran out to look for him!" Stebbins explained, "We just heard someone screaming and stopped by to take a look."

Ron nodded blankly, thinking to himself, Girlfriend, she sounds so awesome.

Looking at the people chatting happily in front of him, Robert felt miserable.

"You guys, come here and help me drag this guy!" After enduring it for a while, Robert finally yelled out, "Don't talk together all the time! It's very tiring for me to drag such a big monster, okay? ?”

Ron and Stebbins, who were chatting happily, laughed and ran to Robert's side and stood obediently.

"The troll is really big. Even with wooden wheels, it would be difficult to drag it." Stebbins said, "But there is only one rope. Do you need me and Ron to push it from behind?"

Robert stared at Stebbins as if he were a fool, "Stebbins... where is your transformation technique?"

Mr. Honey Badger showed an expression of sudden realization, took out his wand, and tapped twice on the wooden board under the troll. Two wooden ropes flew out, one came into Ron's hand, and the other was held by Mr. Honey Badger.

"Stebbins..." Robert sighed, "Why do I no longer have any hope that you will become a curse-breaker and explore various ruins in the future?"