Chapter 31 How can a first grader defeat a troll?
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He Dian Bai Kai Shui
"Oh my god!"
Professor McGonagall trembled her lips and looked at the troll lying on the ground unaware of life or death, and then at Soul, Hermione and Harry.
Oh, I almost forgot, there was Ron lying on the ground with broken ribs and not getting up.
"What the hell are you playing!" Professor McGonagall's voice was cold and full of anger. "It's a good thing you weren't beaten to death by the troll's club."
Harry pursed his lips and said nothing. Snape floated past him lightly, glanced at him coldly, and then bent down to check on the troll.
Soul and Hermione lowered their heads.
This small room was quiet and cold, with only the lingering stench irritating the nasal cavity.
"Not dead." Snape said, then looked at Ron and sneered, "Mr. Weasley is really lucky, he only broke a few bones."
Professor McGonagall took a few deep breaths and remained calm.
"Can someone tell me what you are doing here when you are not in the dormitory? Miss Granger? Mr. Bones? Or Mr. Potter?"
Ron: Am I not worthy?
"Obviously, the four little wizards heard that there was a troll in the underground classroom, and wanted to come down and challenge it to make themselves more famous, right?" Snape's cold eyes only stared at Harry, Cold words spat out from his 37-degree mouth.
Harry was speechless under his gaze.
"Is that so? Mr. Potter?" Professor McGonagall stared at Harry, making Harry even more nervous.
But he didn't know where the courage came from, and he looked up at Professor McGonagall.
"No, that's not it." He said, trying his best to calm his heartbeat. "Hermione and Soul are here to save us. If it weren't for them, Ron and I would definitely be killed by the troll's club."
Sur looked strange as he listened. According to the plot, it was Hermione who should have said this, but something suddenly felt wrong, as if the direction of development of things was a little skewed.
Moreover, Soul quickly glanced around with his peripheral vision. Why wasn't Voldemort Quirinus Quirrell here?
"Is that so? Mr. Bones?" McGonagall looked at Soul and Hermione and asked after careful consideration, "Mr. Bones?"
Soul quickly woke up and nodded.
"Thul came to see me. We encountered a troll in the underground classroom, and we escaped from it..." Hermione calmed down and said, "Originally we were ready to leave, but Harry and Ron were Being chased by trolls...they also came down to find me...I..."
Hermione swallowed, quickly glanced at Harry and Ron, and closed her eyes.
"I heard there was a troll down there, so I--I thought I could deal with it."
Oh... the plot is back to its original position... Soul was silent.
"Lie!" Snape jumped out again at this moment, "Obviously, Mr. Potter thought he could deal with a giant monster, so he sneaked down..."
"Severus!" Professor McGonagall gave him a displeased look, and Snape remained silent.
Then, she looked at Harry and spoke.
"Mr. Potter, I think you'd better leave here now and take Mr. Weasley to the school infirmary. He doesn't look good. Also, if you're not injured, it's best to return to Gryffindor as soon as possible." Go to the tower, the Halloween dinner is being held in the respective college lounges.”
"Also, 20 points will be deducted from Gryffindor because of you."
Harry, who was pale, helped up Ron, who was also pale. After taking a sneak look at Suer, the two of them limped away dejectedly.
After the footsteps of the two people gradually faded away, Professor McGonagall turned to Soul and Hermione.
"Okay, your behavior when facing an adult troll alone is very reckless." She criticized with a straight face at first, "But I'm glad that you can bravely face danger for the sake of your friends. Not many first-year students can A battle with an adult troll."
"Ingenious transfiguration." A smile appeared on Professor McGonagall's lips, but it was not obvious.
"You have earned 20 points for your respective houses."
"I will report this to Principal Dumbledore and you can go."
Soul and Hermione obediently walked out of the room, and met a pale and panic-stricken Professor Quirrell at the corner of the stairs.
But Professor Quirrell did not stop, he passed them by with very clear purpose.
The two of them walked straight up the stairs without saying a word until they reached the door of the auditorium on the first floor and started breathing heavily.
"I must learn the Head Bubble Charm." This was Hermione's first words after coming out.
Su Er nodded with deep understanding, "I think so too."
The two looked at each other and smiled, agreeing to meet again tomorrow and then dispersed to their respective lounges.
When you and someone experience something together, the relationship between you cannot help but move to a higher level.
This sentence applies not only to people who have a good relationship with each other, but also to people who are not very familiar with each other.
At least when Soul arrived at the Great Hall the next day, she was sitting with Harry and Ron, discussing with great interest.
"Hi, Soul." Harry noticed Soul's arrival immediately and waved.
Hermione's face turned red when she saw Soul. She only realized after returning to the dormitory yesterday that she had stayed in Soul's arms for so long!
"Good morning." Soul nodded, "Weasley, are you okay?"
Ron patted his flat figure and said that he had fully recovered.
"It's okay. I'm lucky I didn't die. Madam Pomfrey's medicine is very effective. It's just a bit unpleasant to drink." Ron muttered and complained, "Just call me Ron."
"Okay, Ron." Soul smiled.
At this time, Justin was waving to him on the Hufflepuff table.
"Then I'll excuse you. See you in the afternoon, Hermione." Suer blinked at Hermione. He had already noticed that the little girl was looking at him out of the corner of his eye.
Hermione's face turned red and she ignored him.
"Why weren't you at the dinner last night?" Justin asked curiously. "We were so frightened yesterday. Professor Quirrell burst in and said there was a troll in the underground classroom, and then he fainted. here."
Moen asked in a low voice on the side,
"Did you go to deal with the troll? We are all curious. There are twenty points in Hufflepuff's cup. We asked many people but couldn't tell clearly."
The little badgers all looked at Su Er curiously, but Su Er had no intention of showing off.
"Yesterday..." Su Er thought about it for a moment, "I did see a troll."
The little badgers were immediately in an uproar, and then all asked whether the Sur troll was what Professor Quirrell said in his Defense Against the Dark Arts class.
"Ah...yes, that's right, the troll is just like Professor Quirrell said, stupid and smelly. As for extra points, I just helped the professors a little bit."
Sur pinched his index finger and thumb together and made a gesture.
"Fighting trolls? What fighting trolls!"
"How can a first-year wizard defeat a troll?"
"That's an adult giant monster!"
Professor McGonagall trembled her lips and looked at the troll lying on the ground unaware of life or death, and then at Soul, Hermione and Harry.
Oh, I almost forgot, there was Ron lying on the ground with broken ribs and not getting up.
"What the hell are you playing!" Professor McGonagall's voice was cold and full of anger. "It's a good thing you weren't beaten to death by the troll's club."
Harry pursed his lips and said nothing. Snape floated past him lightly, glanced at him coldly, and then bent down to check on the troll.
Soul and Hermione lowered their heads.
This small room was quiet and cold, with only the lingering stench irritating the nasal cavity.
"Not dead." Snape said, then looked at Ron and sneered, "Mr. Weasley is really lucky, he only broke a few bones."
Professor McGonagall took a few deep breaths and remained calm.
"Can someone tell me what you are doing here when you are not in the dormitory? Miss Granger? Mr. Bones? Or Mr. Potter?"
Ron: Am I not worthy?
"Obviously, the four little wizards heard that there was a troll in the underground classroom, and wanted to come down and challenge it to make themselves more famous, right?" Snape's cold eyes only stared at Harry, Cold words spat out from his 37-degree mouth.
Harry was speechless under his gaze.
"Is that so? Mr. Potter?" Professor McGonagall stared at Harry, making Harry even more nervous.
But he didn't know where the courage came from, and he looked up at Professor McGonagall.
"No, that's not it." He said, trying his best to calm his heartbeat. "Hermione and Soul are here to save us. If it weren't for them, Ron and I would definitely be killed by the troll's club."
Sur looked strange as he listened. According to the plot, it was Hermione who should have said this, but something suddenly felt wrong, as if the direction of development of things was a little skewed.
Moreover, Soul quickly glanced around with his peripheral vision. Why wasn't Voldemort Quirinus Quirrell here?
"Is that so? Mr. Bones?" McGonagall looked at Soul and Hermione and asked after careful consideration, "Mr. Bones?"
Soul quickly woke up and nodded.
"Thul came to see me. We encountered a troll in the underground classroom, and we escaped from it..." Hermione calmed down and said, "Originally we were ready to leave, but Harry and Ron were Being chased by trolls...they also came down to find me...I..."
Hermione swallowed, quickly glanced at Harry and Ron, and closed her eyes.
"I heard there was a troll down there, so I--I thought I could deal with it."
Oh... the plot is back to its original position... Soul was silent.
"Lie!" Snape jumped out again at this moment, "Obviously, Mr. Potter thought he could deal with a giant monster, so he sneaked down..."
"Severus!" Professor McGonagall gave him a displeased look, and Snape remained silent.
Then, she looked at Harry and spoke.
"Mr. Potter, I think you'd better leave here now and take Mr. Weasley to the school infirmary. He doesn't look good. Also, if you're not injured, it's best to return to Gryffindor as soon as possible." Go to the tower, the Halloween dinner is being held in the respective college lounges.”
"Also, 20 points will be deducted from Gryffindor because of you."
Harry, who was pale, helped up Ron, who was also pale. After taking a sneak look at Suer, the two of them limped away dejectedly.
After the footsteps of the two people gradually faded away, Professor McGonagall turned to Soul and Hermione.
"Okay, your behavior when facing an adult troll alone is very reckless." She criticized with a straight face at first, "But I'm glad that you can bravely face danger for the sake of your friends. Not many first-year students can A battle with an adult troll."
"Ingenious transfiguration." A smile appeared on Professor McGonagall's lips, but it was not obvious.
"You have earned 20 points for your respective houses."
"I will report this to Principal Dumbledore and you can go."
Soul and Hermione obediently walked out of the room, and met a pale and panic-stricken Professor Quirrell at the corner of the stairs.
But Professor Quirrell did not stop, he passed them by with very clear purpose.
The two of them walked straight up the stairs without saying a word until they reached the door of the auditorium on the first floor and started breathing heavily.
"I must learn the Head Bubble Charm." This was Hermione's first words after coming out.
Su Er nodded with deep understanding, "I think so too."
The two looked at each other and smiled, agreeing to meet again tomorrow and then dispersed to their respective lounges.
When you and someone experience something together, the relationship between you cannot help but move to a higher level.
This sentence applies not only to people who have a good relationship with each other, but also to people who are not very familiar with each other.
At least when Soul arrived at the Great Hall the next day, she was sitting with Harry and Ron, discussing with great interest.
"Hi, Soul." Harry noticed Soul's arrival immediately and waved.
Hermione's face turned red when she saw Soul. She only realized after returning to the dormitory yesterday that she had stayed in Soul's arms for so long!
"Good morning." Soul nodded, "Weasley, are you okay?"
Ron patted his flat figure and said that he had fully recovered.
"It's okay. I'm lucky I didn't die. Madam Pomfrey's medicine is very effective. It's just a bit unpleasant to drink." Ron muttered and complained, "Just call me Ron."
"Okay, Ron." Soul smiled.
At this time, Justin was waving to him on the Hufflepuff table.
"Then I'll excuse you. See you in the afternoon, Hermione." Suer blinked at Hermione. He had already noticed that the little girl was looking at him out of the corner of his eye.
Hermione's face turned red and she ignored him.
"Why weren't you at the dinner last night?" Justin asked curiously. "We were so frightened yesterday. Professor Quirrell burst in and said there was a troll in the underground classroom, and then he fainted. here."
Moen asked in a low voice on the side,
"Did you go to deal with the troll? We are all curious. There are twenty points in Hufflepuff's cup. We asked many people but couldn't tell clearly."
The little badgers all looked at Su Er curiously, but Su Er had no intention of showing off.
"Yesterday..." Su Er thought about it for a moment, "I did see a troll."
The little badgers were immediately in an uproar, and then all asked whether the Sur troll was what Professor Quirrell said in his Defense Against the Dark Arts class.
"Ah...yes, that's right, the troll is just like Professor Quirrell said, stupid and smelly. As for extra points, I just helped the professors a little bit."
Sur pinched his index finger and thumb together and made a gesture.
"Fighting trolls? What fighting trolls!"
"How can a first-year wizard defeat a troll?"
"That's an adult giant monster!"
