Chapter 45 Don’t doubt who you suspect
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Bai Bai Le Kai Shui
Malfoy felt happier than he had eaten tonight's dessert. He raised his little head proudly, but the next second, his movements froze.
"Please note that our Mr. Troll is coming towards you, so if you don't want to be crushed by it, please deal with it as soon as possible."
Tver stepped aside and allowed the troll to run toward the ten first-year students at a slow speed.
Although the speed is slow, the vibrations produced by each step of the giant monster's foot on the ground are not slow. On the contrary, it makes the students' hearts tremble.
Harry swallowed, forcing himself to calm down and emit the first ray of light.
He accurately hit the giant monster on the head, but it only shook its head.
"It's useless to hit the head. Although the monster's head is a weak point, it is not something that you rays of light can hurt, so your goal is to hit its eyes."
However, following Harry's demonstration, the little wizards also flashed lights in panic, but the giant turned its head slightly, and the three red lights missed it.
The troll also realized that these little ones wanted to attack its head.
"The troll is stupid, but it's not completely brainless. He won't let you attack stupidly!"
This was the first time for the first-year students to practice combat. In the past, they used light balls that could not fight back. Now they suddenly encountered a huge opponent, and they were immediately panicked.
But after all, they were the ten best students. After several failures, they hit the giant monster in the eye when it was halfway forward.
With the strong light and impact, the troll immediately covered its eyes and howled loudly, but it didn't take long before Tver froze it again.
"Very good, Mr. Malfoy successfully hit the troll's eye, five points for Slytherin!"
Following the same example, Tver gave guidance to students of different grades in turn.
The second-year student didn't know much magic. Under his instructions, he slowed down the giant monster in batches, attacked its brain and eyes, and finally knocked out the giant monster when it was only an arm's length away.
It's much more difficult for third-year students, who know the most magic, but are also closer to the trolls.
The stench alone made them extremely uncomfortable. If the trolls hadn't been slowed down by a slowing spell, they would have been wiped out long ago.
Even so, several students triggered protective magic.
This also made everyone aware of the extraordinary role of this badge. You must know that their wizard parents may not be able to cast a complete iron armor curse!
Their eyes suddenly became hot when they looked at these badges. Some of them couldn't put it down and were afraid that they would be damaged by touching them.
"Very good, the disarming spell knocked away the wooden stick, and then the floating and pressure spells were used to control the wooden stick and attack the giant monster's head. It was well done."
As an aside, this solution was proposed by Ron, a classmate from the sidelines.
With the third grade finally dealing with the monster, class is almost over.
"Now, we have Mr. Percy Weasley from Gryffindor to demonstrate how to deal with a troll in its full state."
Taking a deep breath, Percy slowly walked over.
"Are you ready, Percy?"
"Ready."
After waking the troll and dispelling the slowing magic on it, Twil handed the stage to Percy.
Entering the fighting state, Percy's eyes instantly became sharp.
It was also an obstacle spell, but Percy mostly chose the joints of the troll's feet, which not only effectively slowed down the troll's movements, but even made the troll's knees soften and almost kneel down.
However, after the troll's movements are no longer slow, he can block magic by waving his arms, so Percy's attack is not as effective as the previous students.
After realizing this, Percy no longer attacked the head, but the armpits of the troll!
The students who didn't understand the reason laughed happily, thinking that Percy was suffering from a serious illness and sought medical attention.
But Tver's eyes narrowed and he paid attention to the prefect.
The armpit is actually a common weakness of humanoid creatures. There are abundant nerves and blood vessels that control the upper limbs, as well as important lymphatic tissue.
And it is only protected by delicate skin, so attacking here may not necessarily have a particularly good effect, but it will definitely be more effective than the thick thighs and body muscles of the troll.
Not many wizards know this. Just like wizards who are good at mathematics, studying these has little effect on magic.
No matter how Percy knew it, being able to take advantage of it was enough to impress Tver.
There are too many precious students at Hogwarts!
After adding a name to the little book in his mind, Tweel stopped Percy's attack to prevent him from actually breaking the troll's arm.
"Okay, Mr. Weasley, if you keep fighting, the little wizards won't be able to see the scene."
Percy's observation skills were not as sharp as Tweel's, but he also realized that his attack had unknowingly reached the limit of the troll, so he simply withdrew his wand.
The little wizards were a little disappointed.
Although they didn't understand the meaning of attacking the armpit, Percy's fighting style had a smooth and flowing aesthetic, which was very consistent with the students' fantasies about themselves.
Professor Foley can't learn it, but Percy can always learn it!
"Okay, thank you very much Percy for bringing us the last knowledge point in class. The obstacle spell attacks joints more effectively than any other part. This is the greatest benefit of the spell."
"You can also think about what other magic can bring out the greatest benefits. This is not homework, just thinking."
"Then, tonight's class ends here. Please follow Percy back to your lounge in an orderly manner."
"Professor, how should we deal with this giant monster?" A young wizard who had just participated in the battle asked with unfinished content.
"Of course it's for Professor Quirrell. He likes these smelly things, doesn't he?" Tver winked with a smirk.
The students immediately left the basement laughing.
Only then did the professors gather around.
"The teaching is really wonderful. Students of different grades can have different teaching content. It is hard to believe that you are so young and have such a sufficient knowledge reserve."
Professor McGonagall lamented that when she was at the same age, although her grades were good, her practical experience was far behind, and much of her knowledge could only be read from the book.
It took her several years as a professor to realize that Tver teaches students according to their aptitude.
"You're exaggerating," Tver glanced at the troll with disgust, "Speaking of which, tonight's content is already beyond the syllabus, and I don't know how much the students can learn."
Generally speaking, creatures like trolls should only be taught in fourth grade, but the opportunity is rare.
He didn't even know where there were giant monsters living there, but if Quirrell could find one, it was of course a waste of time.
Moreover, the purpose of tonight's lecture was to buy Quirrell some time, to attract the attention of some professors, and to let him explore the layout inside.
But in fact it was to make Quirrell’s suspicion even greater!
It doesn't matter if a troll comes running in on Halloween, but you have a comatose professor who wakes up and is nowhere to be found?
If you don’t doubt it, who do you doubt it?
"Please note that our Mr. Troll is coming towards you, so if you don't want to be crushed by it, please deal with it as soon as possible."
Tver stepped aside and allowed the troll to run toward the ten first-year students at a slow speed.
Although the speed is slow, the vibrations produced by each step of the giant monster's foot on the ground are not slow. On the contrary, it makes the students' hearts tremble.
Harry swallowed, forcing himself to calm down and emit the first ray of light.
He accurately hit the giant monster on the head, but it only shook its head.
"It's useless to hit the head. Although the monster's head is a weak point, it is not something that you rays of light can hurt, so your goal is to hit its eyes."
However, following Harry's demonstration, the little wizards also flashed lights in panic, but the giant turned its head slightly, and the three red lights missed it.
The troll also realized that these little ones wanted to attack its head.
"The troll is stupid, but it's not completely brainless. He won't let you attack stupidly!"
This was the first time for the first-year students to practice combat. In the past, they used light balls that could not fight back. Now they suddenly encountered a huge opponent, and they were immediately panicked.
But after all, they were the ten best students. After several failures, they hit the giant monster in the eye when it was halfway forward.
With the strong light and impact, the troll immediately covered its eyes and howled loudly, but it didn't take long before Tver froze it again.
"Very good, Mr. Malfoy successfully hit the troll's eye, five points for Slytherin!"
Following the same example, Tver gave guidance to students of different grades in turn.
The second-year student didn't know much magic. Under his instructions, he slowed down the giant monster in batches, attacked its brain and eyes, and finally knocked out the giant monster when it was only an arm's length away.
It's much more difficult for third-year students, who know the most magic, but are also closer to the trolls.
The stench alone made them extremely uncomfortable. If the trolls hadn't been slowed down by a slowing spell, they would have been wiped out long ago.
Even so, several students triggered protective magic.
This also made everyone aware of the extraordinary role of this badge. You must know that their wizard parents may not be able to cast a complete iron armor curse!
Their eyes suddenly became hot when they looked at these badges. Some of them couldn't put it down and were afraid that they would be damaged by touching them.
"Very good, the disarming spell knocked away the wooden stick, and then the floating and pressure spells were used to control the wooden stick and attack the giant monster's head. It was well done."
As an aside, this solution was proposed by Ron, a classmate from the sidelines.
With the third grade finally dealing with the monster, class is almost over.
"Now, we have Mr. Percy Weasley from Gryffindor to demonstrate how to deal with a troll in its full state."
Taking a deep breath, Percy slowly walked over.
"Are you ready, Percy?"
"Ready."
After waking the troll and dispelling the slowing magic on it, Twil handed the stage to Percy.
Entering the fighting state, Percy's eyes instantly became sharp.
It was also an obstacle spell, but Percy mostly chose the joints of the troll's feet, which not only effectively slowed down the troll's movements, but even made the troll's knees soften and almost kneel down.
However, after the troll's movements are no longer slow, he can block magic by waving his arms, so Percy's attack is not as effective as the previous students.
After realizing this, Percy no longer attacked the head, but the armpits of the troll!
The students who didn't understand the reason laughed happily, thinking that Percy was suffering from a serious illness and sought medical attention.
But Tver's eyes narrowed and he paid attention to the prefect.
The armpit is actually a common weakness of humanoid creatures. There are abundant nerves and blood vessels that control the upper limbs, as well as important lymphatic tissue.
And it is only protected by delicate skin, so attacking here may not necessarily have a particularly good effect, but it will definitely be more effective than the thick thighs and body muscles of the troll.
Not many wizards know this. Just like wizards who are good at mathematics, studying these has little effect on magic.
No matter how Percy knew it, being able to take advantage of it was enough to impress Tver.
There are too many precious students at Hogwarts!
After adding a name to the little book in his mind, Tweel stopped Percy's attack to prevent him from actually breaking the troll's arm.
"Okay, Mr. Weasley, if you keep fighting, the little wizards won't be able to see the scene."
Percy's observation skills were not as sharp as Tweel's, but he also realized that his attack had unknowingly reached the limit of the troll, so he simply withdrew his wand.
The little wizards were a little disappointed.
Although they didn't understand the meaning of attacking the armpit, Percy's fighting style had a smooth and flowing aesthetic, which was very consistent with the students' fantasies about themselves.
Professor Foley can't learn it, but Percy can always learn it!
"Okay, thank you very much Percy for bringing us the last knowledge point in class. The obstacle spell attacks joints more effectively than any other part. This is the greatest benefit of the spell."
"You can also think about what other magic can bring out the greatest benefits. This is not homework, just thinking."
"Then, tonight's class ends here. Please follow Percy back to your lounge in an orderly manner."
"Professor, how should we deal with this giant monster?" A young wizard who had just participated in the battle asked with unfinished content.
"Of course it's for Professor Quirrell. He likes these smelly things, doesn't he?" Tver winked with a smirk.
The students immediately left the basement laughing.
Only then did the professors gather around.
"The teaching is really wonderful. Students of different grades can have different teaching content. It is hard to believe that you are so young and have such a sufficient knowledge reserve."
Professor McGonagall lamented that when she was at the same age, although her grades were good, her practical experience was far behind, and much of her knowledge could only be read from the book.
It took her several years as a professor to realize that Tver teaches students according to their aptitude.
"You're exaggerating," Tver glanced at the troll with disgust, "Speaking of which, tonight's content is already beyond the syllabus, and I don't know how much the students can learn."
Generally speaking, creatures like trolls should only be taught in fourth grade, but the opportunity is rare.
He didn't even know where there were giant monsters living there, but if Quirrell could find one, it was of course a waste of time.
Moreover, the purpose of tonight's lecture was to buy Quirrell some time, to attract the attention of some professors, and to let him explore the layout inside.
But in fact it was to make Quirrell’s suspicion even greater!
It doesn't matter if a troll comes running in on Halloween, but you have a comatose professor who wakes up and is nowhere to be found?
If you don’t doubt it, who do you doubt it?
