Chapter 52 The Giant Monster Strikes

Hogwarts, Great Hall.

A huge pumpkin head floats in the air instead of a candle. Is it really okay for someone to use the expansion spell so boldly?

Halloween dinners are particularly sumptuous. Although British wizards have forgotten about Samhain, the celebrations have not fallen behind.

Plate full of fudge, cakes, donuts...?

Did the house elves in the kitchen rob the principal's small warehouse?

Ron was holding a cake in his right hand and eating a lollipop in his left hand. He completely forgot about the thought of apologizing to others in the afternoon.

"Where's Hermione?"

Realizing that his best friend had not come to the dinner, Harry began asking at the dinner table if anyone in the House might have seen her.

Sure enough, Neville from the academy spoke,

"Parvati saw her in the girls' bathroom because she had been crying in there all afternoon. Did someone make her angry? Harry?"

Neville has always regarded Hermione as a good friend. Although Rafford was found by Raven in the end, Neville was always grateful for the fact that Hermione helped him search all over the carriage.

Under the table, Harry stepped on the red-haired idiot who was still eating cake. This man made people angry and was still eating and drinking heartlessly.

Suddenly Professor Quirrell opened the door in a panic.

"Troll! The troll is in the basement! I think you should know..." After saying that, he fainted and fell to the ground.

But it was face down, and the face that fell on his master was not as good for him.

Ron's mind buzzed, and the only thing left in his mind was what Raven said.

"Every year, little wizards die at the hands of trolls, and Headmaster Dumbledore will collect their bodies and say 'I'm sorry' to them" (from Chapter 11)

Ron didn't react, but others did.

Neville was so excited that he threw the two cupcakes in his hands behind him and screamed, and started to run away in a panic.

"ah!!!"

As long as someone takes the lead, this kind of thing will quickly spread throughout the auditorium like an infection.

Fortunately, they still have a sense of awe for the professor in their hearts, otherwise if someone accidentally stepped on the back of Professor Quirrell's head...

Tsk tsk tsk, the poor mule is about to be whipped by his master again.

"Quiet!!!"

The word blessed with a loud sound is obviously not quiet enough as its meaning, but the little wizards are quiet.

"Children, don't panic. Now please follow the prefects back to the dormitories. The teachers will follow me to the basement."

When Dumbledore saw that the young wizards had regained their composure, he no longer used such a harsh tone and just arranged the follow-up matters very calmly.

It's just a giant monster, and the professors at Hogwarts can easily deal with it.

Raven asked him for leave and went out for something. The other little wizards should all be at the dinner now.

In this way, the troll can't cause much damage. As for the food on the table...

It doesn't matter, sugar is easy to store and can be eaten tomorrow.

As if thinking of something, Dumbledore glanced at Snape. Snape was also looking at Dumbledore. Their eyes met and the meaning was self-evident.

Professor Snape left through the small door and left the team of professors.

The little Gryffindor wizards were following Percy on their way back to their dormitories.

Harry looked around and finally confirmed one thing, Hermione did not follow him back.

So he picked up Ron and turned away from the crowd

"Hermione doesn't know about this yet, we need to find her."

Ron didn't say anything, he just went to find Hermione, not asking him to fight the troll.

But before they could reach the girls' bathroom, they saw a huge shadow carrying a mallet appear in the corridor.

The sound of heavy breathing was very clear in the silent corridor,

Harry felt that his heart was swelling more and more with this breath, and was about to beat out of his chest.

Don't go to the bathroom, don't go to the bathroom, don't go to the bathroom,

Harry and Ron prayed, but the troll did not turn into another corridor as they wanted, but walked straight towards the bathroom.

The magic in its mind guided it in this direction.

A whistling sound passed overhead, and before they could identify the person's identity, Harry and Ron had already heard the person's words.

"Come here you stupid big guy."

Malfoy was riding a Firebolt towards the troll, with a pouch on his back.

Throw a black thing at the troll's head.

It's chocolate cake!

The smell of high-calorie food made the troll instinctively start to grab Malfoy.

The magic exerted by the mysterious wizard on the troll's brain began to fail, and it no longer followed the target he instructed.

Instead, they follow the troll's instinct to chase food.

Malfoy's body circled on the broom and avoided the troll's left hand. However, an instinctive attack that did not require thinking was not so easy to avoid.

The wooden stick in the troll's right hand was swinging at the little wizard on the broom. If he was hit, Malfoy would be lucky if he didn't break in two.

The corridor is not the battlefield where the Firebolt should exist at all. There is simply not enough space here for this broom, which is famous for its rapidity, to turn.

So the runes engraved on the broom played its role,

It bounced off its rider and took the troll's blow on its own,

Sawdust flew into the air, the Firebolt was disabled, and Malfoy landed next to Harry and Ron.

"Draco, why are you here?" Harry asked in shock. They came to see Hermione. They didn't expect to see Malfoy here.

Malfoy belongs to Slytherin, and their common room should be closer than Gryffindor. Logically speaking, Malfoy should have rested with his younger brothers in the dormitory.

"I'm here to give this troll some color. What about you? Why are you outside?"

The troll came following the smell of food. Malfoy threw food to attract the troll, and pulled Harry and Ron away.

However, without the help of the Firebolt, how could the little wizard, who was less than 5 feet tall, outrun a 12-foot-tall man with long legs? Soon they were blocked in the corridor by the troll.

The troll's wooden stick was raised high and was about to hit the three little mice that smelled of food.

〔Ygardim Leviosa〕

The sound of the curse sounded in time, hitting the wooden stick raised high by the giant monster. When the giant monster exerted force, the wooden stick did not move at all, but slipped out of its hand.

Hermione canceled the spell and the stick lost its magical hold.

Bang, it landed on the giant monster's forehead, and the giant monster became quiet, as if it was stunned.

Hermione exhaled, finally catching up.

Harry and Malfoy also looked like they were surviving the disaster.

However, there was a hint of fear on Ron's face, and he shouted at Hermione.

"Run! Hermione, run!"

Ron still remembered what Raven said when he lied to him about being sorted.

"The troll's weak point is at the back of its head. If you accidentally hit it on the head,

He will be stunned for a few seconds and then go into a rage. Young wizards die every year from such mistakes...Dumbledore will say 'I'm sorry' to you. "

The monster's eyes completely lost their luster, their eyes were bloodshot, and they entered an instinctive attack state.

Troll! Violent!