The King of Flags at Hogwarts

As soon as Harry entered, he saw the troll frantically swinging its massive club, destroying everything in its sight.

Hermione lay sprawled among the broken wooden planks of the toilet stall, struggling to prop herself up.

Harry yelled, "Hermione! Run!"

Meanwhile, he and Ron picked up pieces of wood and bricks from the ground and threw them at the troll.

But what strength could two children have? They threw it many times, but none of them hit the giant's head. Given how thick the giant's skin was, it wouldn't feel a thing when these toilet wreckage pieces were thrown at it.

Instead, two pieces of wood traced graceful parabolas in the air and struck Hermione squarely on the head.

Fortunately, Hermione's thick and fluffy hair absorbed the kinetic energy well, preventing her from getting hurt.

Harry finally remembered that he was a wizard, and under Bobby's tutelage, Harry became much stronger than in the original story.

Just as Harry was about to cast the spell, Ron finally threw a brick at the back of the troll's head.

The troll missed a blow with his club, which was only a few centimeters away from Hermione's head, and was distracted by Ron's attack.

It turned its head and saw two little figures standing there.

Perfect! One little person isn't enough. Let's have two more. Hmm, hmm, four little people in total. That should be enough for us to eat our fill!

"Obstacles are numerous!"

"Legs stiffen and he dies!"

Harry tried several spells that Bobby had taught him, but they had no effect and instead enraged the troll. The troll roared and swung its club at Harry.

Harry dodged to the side, narrowly avoiding the devastating blow, but the floor tiles were smashed open, and shards flew up, cutting Harry's cheek and drawing blood immediately.

Harry scrambled to his feet, luring the troll to one side as he shouted, "Hermione, now's the time!"

The little girl overcame her fear and quickly rushed out of the women's restroom.

Harry backed away while randomly casting spells, even using the Fluorescent Charm.

Ron sat in the corner, at a loss for what to do. He was extremely anxious, but unfortunately, he was helpless and had very few spells he could use.

"Stuffing a big stick into your front teeth!"

This curse, which Bobby asserted would "not hurt anyone," was used by Harry.

Harry cast the spell in a panic, and his aim was terrible.

Under normal circumstances, this spell would shoot over the troll's shoulder and hit the toilet wall.

But somehow, this "tooth-stuffed stick" drew an arc in the air and accurately hit the troll's tooth.

The troll's yellowish, ugly front teeth grew rapidly, but they grew straight into its mouth.

The teeth pierced through the lower jaw, causing the giant to roar in agony.

Teeth protruded from the chin, preventing the giant from opening its mouth.

The teeth continued to grow and pierced the troll's throat. The troll made a "hoarse" sound, and foul-smelling blood gushed from its neck.

But the teeth kept growing, growing and growing, until the giant collapsed and died, and only then did it stop.

Looking again at the giant corpse lying on the ground, its front teeth had already protruded from the back of its neck.

The three little ones stared nervously at the giant's corpse, huddled together.

Harry couldn't believe his eyes. Just now, he had killed a mountain troll with his own hands.

"Harry, didn't your cousin say that 'putting a big stick in your front teeth' won't hurt anyone? This, this, this is too terrifying!"

Hermione seemed to understand something: "I think... it might not hurt anyone before you put a big stick in your front teeth, but wasn't Poppy's comment a kind of prophecy?"

Harry and Ron: "..."

Thank you, little cousin Bobby.

Just then, Professor McGonagall rushed over.

"Oh! Oh! What's happening here? You... Oh, this giant..."

It's no wonder Professor McGonagall was rambling; the scene was truly astonishing.

"I remember the principal ordered you all to return to your respective dormitories, didn't he?"

McGonagall quickly calmed down and resumed her dignified and composed demeanor as the Vice-Headmaster of Hogwarts and Head of Gryffindor.

"I think you need to give me an explanation, ladies and gentlemen."

Hermione opened her mouth and said, "It's all because of me..."

Harry interrupted her, "Professor McGonagall, it's like this, we had a bit of a disagreement with Hermione today, and we haven't seen her all afternoon."

Later, when Professor Quirrell mentioned the trolls, Hermione was not in the Great Hall.

We were worried about her. Parvati Petit said Hermione was in the women's restroom, so we went to find her and just then we saw the troll attacking Hermione, so we started fighting.”

Hermione opened her mouth several times, but found she couldn't get a word in edgewise. Harry had been well-educated by Bobby; boys should step up and not stand behind girls.

Ron kept nodding behind him.

Professor McGonagall stared at the grotesquely dead giant, her lips pressed tightly together.

"Very brave...and very reckless."

“You guys are really lucky. Not everyone can escape unscathed from a troll, especially three first-year wizards like you.”

"Give Gryffindor ten points, for your shitty luck."

"Now tell me, how did you kill that giant?"

Chapter 17 Eleven Years Old, Child Labor?

Just as Harry was about to recount how he killed the troll, Professor Quirrell ran over.

"Oh, this... Merlin's beard, it's just too..."

He stepped forward with concern, took out a handkerchief, and wiped away the blood that had flowed down half of Harry's face, which then healed completely.

"How pitiful, that must hurt so much..."

Professor McGonagall wasn't keen on Quirrell's acting, and looked at Harry again, asking, "You tell me what to do."

Harry nodded. "Okay, it's a stick stuffed in the front teeth. I used a stick stuffed in the front teeth."

McGonagall's pupils dilated slightly. "That was just a prank spell, how could it be..."

Harry, afraid the professor wouldn't believe him, hurriedly said, "It's true. My cousin Bobby made a prophecy the other day. She said, 'Putting a big stick in your front teeth won't hurt anyone.'"

"Densaugeo WILL hurt nobody."

Professor McGonagall realized that her little goddaughter had used her powers again... This time it was obviously unintentional, but it was this unintentional remark that saved Harry and his two companions.

"Yes, Bobby Evans saved his classmate through prophecy, Gryffindor +10 points."

Harry: ?

Ron: ?

Hermione: ?

Quirrell: ?

Bobby, still unconscious in bed: ?

Bobby woke up in the infirmary; it was already morning.

Snape's godfather sat on the edge of the bed, his eyes dark-rimmed.

Seeing Bobby awake, a look of joy flashed across his face, and he asked with concern, "Bobby, how are you feeling? Is everything alright?"

"Daddy Snape, how did I end up in the infirmary? I remember roasting spider legs in the Black Forest..." Bobby asked in confusion.

"Your magic went out of control and you fainted. Never mind that for now, how are you feeling?"

Poppy sensed Snape's intense worry, so she did a quick self-check and said, "Nothing's wrong, I'm fine... I've never felt this good."

Snape breathed a sigh of relief.

"Come on, get up, child, let's go to the auditorium for breakfast."

“Father Snape, I think you should go back and rest. I can go to the Great Hall by myself.”

She was such a sweet little helper. Snape felt incredibly warm inside. After keeping watch all night, Snape felt that no matter how hard or tiring it was, Bobby's words made it all worthwhile.

After confirming that Bobby was truly alright, Snape headed towards his office. Not having slept all day wasn't a big deal; a bottle of energy supplement would wipe away all his fatigue.

But Snape decided to take a short break, as it was his beloved goddaughter's request, and he decided to comply.

Bobby arrived at the Great Hall and heard everyone talking about "Harry Potter".

"Have you heard? Harry Potter killed the mountain troll that broke into the castle yesterday to save a little witch!"

"I heard, I heard! They say that little witch is Harry Potter's girlfriend!"

"Really? Why didn't I hear this in the version?"

"Don't you know? The more truthful something is, the fewer people know it!"

As Bobby slowly made his way along, the rumors he heard became more and more exaggerated. In the end, there was even a version that said the troll had kidnapped Harry's sweetheart and taken her back to be his wife. Harry Potter was so angry that he tortured and killed the troll, dismembered it into seven pieces, and buried them in seven different places so that it would never rise again.

Goodness, this is a fusion of Chinese and Western styles.

Harry was surrounded by people at the Gryffindor table. Bobby's eye twitched, and he decided not to join the crowd.

She went straight to the Ravenclaw table and plopped down next to Jady.

"Bobby! I didn't see you at all last night, Halloween. Where did you go?"

Bobby pulled a steamer of xiaolongbao (soup dumplings) to his face, grabbed one, and stuffed it into his mouth.

“I was with Godfather Snape yesterday,” Bobby said, using a somewhat evasive approach before changing the subject, “I heard my little cousin did something big yesterday?”

"That's right. Regardless of the rumors, he must have killed the giant. I don't know how he did it."

Not to mention Jady's confusion, even her own cousin was completely baffled. When did Harry Potter become so powerful? Could it be that Voldemort possessed him?

Poppy glanced at Professor Quirrell, who was enjoying his meal peacefully in the professors' chair, and felt relieved. The magic of the Li family brother was so striking, like a beacon in the darkness.