Chapter 25 Halloween Boss: Troll Part 2

Just as Harry and the others were flushed with excitement and started running back down the passage, they heard a sudden thud. Harry turned his head and saw that the door that had just been locked had been smashed open by a stick.

A piece of debris on the door flew directly at Harry. When Harry felt that he couldn't escape and was closing his eyes and waiting to be smashed, he was suddenly pulled to the ground by a strong force, and the fragments flew directly over Harry's head.

It turned out that Ryan also followed, and when he saw the danger, he pulled Harry.

Sure enough, the troll still has a certain intelligence. If there is no one in the toilet, it will give priority to attacking the person closest to it, such as the two people who just locked it in the toilet. Ryan looked at the current situation and thought to himself.

The toilet door won't stop the troll, Ryan shouted to Harry. The movement you just locked the door was so big that the troll was disturbed. We must now find a way to trap it in the toilet, otherwise we can't run away from the troll in this place. A newly learned offensive spell language.

“Hot and Spicy”

Unfortunately, the spell didn't work, the troll just blocked it with his arm, and then tried to squeeze through the small door to get out.

At this time, Ron and Harry also reacted, and they also released spells on the troll.

grinning and hooray

Tarantera Dance

The two magic spells hit the troll, and the troll just paused, and then still irritably smashed the door frame with the stick in his hand and tried to rush out. It seems that the troll written in the book has strong magic resistance is true.

This is Hermione also adjusted her mentality, she used the floating spell to direct the faucet in the toilet that was just smashed by the troll. Let the faucet collide with the toilet floor making a loud noise.

The troll has a low IQ, so he ignored the four living people in front of him and turned his head to check the direction of the sound.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the four of them crept back, trying to get out of the troll's attack range.

Just after they walked more than 20 meters away, there was a huge roar from the toilet. It seemed that the troll had found that he had been deceived, and the little things that had just provoked him all fled.

I heard Ryan shouting, Run! The four of them ran in the corridor.

The angry troll smashed the walls on both sides of the toilet door and squeezed out, chasing towards the backs of the four people. The edge of the destroyed wall was sharp and penetrated the skin on the troll's palm.

The stench of blood was left from the troll's hand, leaving a red-black trail on the corridor.

What do we do now? Ron asked nervously, seeing that the troll was getting closer and closer.

Turn around here a few times and find a place where the trolls can't go. We can't run to the auditorium, there may be other students there, and we can't take the monsters behind us, Ryan replied.

Turning a corner, they saw a closed door. The door is small, an old-style wooden door wrapped in iron. At just over a meter wide and two meters high, it looks like it might well be a good place to hide.

After Harry unlocked the spell, they found that the space inside was not small. It seemed to be a warehouse, with a series of sundries such as broken brooms and old iron buckets.

The four squeezed in, closed the door, and retreated into the depths of the room.

Soon, they heard the troll's heavy footsteps stop outside the door, and then the troll's disgusting sniffling sound came from outside the door.

Will it find us? Hermione asked, his teeth chattering as Ryan heard her speak.

Maybe, but it can't get in through such a small door. Ryan comforted Hermione.

As soon as the voice fell, the door was slammed open, and the troll frantically tried to squeeze in, but the size of the door only allowed it to reach in a head or an arm.

The troll tried to repeat the trick, but this time the wall didn't move. The manic troll could only smash the nearby debris all over the sky with his outstretched hand and waving a stick.

Occasionally stick his head in and look for four people with bloodshot eyes. But that wouldn't hurt the four people hiding behind a few shelves.

Ryan looked at the troll who peeped in with his head from time to time, and then looked at the environment in the utility room, and suddenly had a bold idea.

Can you break the hanging ring of the iron chandelier above? Ryan asked.

The three of us should be fine together, Harry replied.

Well, get ready, I count 123, you attack that ring together, and then I will have a way to deal with that troll.

Ready. ×3

1-2-3 hands-on! Wingardim Leviosa.

Harry and their magic broke the rings that hung the chandelier, but the chandelier was hung in the air by Ryan's spell.

Ryan slowly moved the chandelier towards the door with magic, and ended the magic the moment the troll stuck his head in to check.

The angular iron chandelier smashed the troll's head from a height of five or six meters with the sound of wind, and slapped the troll's head directly on the ground, making an earth-shattering sound.

A corner of the chandelier smashed into the back of the troll's head, making a big hole in that spot, and some red, red, and white liquid flowed out. The troll's neck also formed a strange angle with the base, and it looked like it was broken.

Then the troll's body fell down, blocking the door to the room.

It's done, it's all right now. After Ryan said, the four of them all slid against the wall and sat on the ground and began to pant heavily. They found that because of the tension and fear just now, their legs are now soft.

After a few minutes of sitting quietly in the dark, Hermione asked, tremblingly, This monster—dead?

Maybe, Lane said, I don't think trolls can live like this.

Suddenly there was a violent knock on the door and loud footsteps, and all four people in the room raised their heads. They didn't realize how loud the commotion had been just now. The people downstairs must have heard the violent collision and the roar of the troll.

Moments later, Professor Flitwick magically removed the troll blocking the door. Professor McGonagall charged into the room with his wand lit, followed by Snape and Quirrell at the end.

Quirrell just glanced at the troll before letting out a weak sob as he sat on a box, clutching his chest tightly.

Snape bent over to examine the troll. Professor McGonagall looked at the four. Lane had never seen her so angry.

At this time, Professor Snape stood up, showing an unexpected look: The troll is dead, is it a floating spell?

Yes. At this time, Ryan could see clearly the brains spattered by the troll through the light. A disgusting feeling filled his heart, and he replied with an ugly face.

You killed a go-troll, which is a bit difficult for an adult wizard. For you first-year students, I would like to praise you for your courage and spell release. However, here Before, I needed you to come with me to find Principal Dumbledore. After all, this incident caused the death of a magical creature and nearly killed four students. The Principal must personally take care of this matter.

After finishing speaking, Professor McGonagall supported Hermione, whose legs were trembling, with a serious look on her face, and led the way. Ryan and the three followed behind and walked to Headmaster Dumbledore's office.