The days at Hogwarts

Neville was eating while talking about the Charms class. "I think Professor Flitwick is the best professor."

Everyone was busy eating and no one objected to his point.

Seamus stuffed a whole chicken leg into his mouth, which was Ron's favorite thing to do in the past, and he wanted to challenge Ron to a competition.

Looking around, Seamus found that Ron was nowhere to be seen on the long table. He took out the chicken leg and said vaguely, "Have you seen Ron?"

Harry said, "He said he wasn't feeling well and was going to the bathroom, so he asked me to leave first." After a pause, he added, "I think he hasn't been happy since the Charms class. He didn't have much energy when he was playing in the afternoon."

Loren's hands froze while he was eating. No way.

boom!

Quirrell pushed open the door of the restaurant, ran in in a panic, stood in the middle of the restaurant and shouted:

"Troll! In the basement!"

"There's a troll in the basement!"

"..."

No one heard the last sentence clearly, and Quirrell fainted.

"what!"

Screams were heard and the students were in an uproar. The first graders started running around everywhere.

"Quiet!" Dumbledore blessed [loud voice], arranged for the class leaders to take the students of their respective colleges back first, and he organized the professors to check the situation.

Loren wanted to go to Dumbledore to explain the situation, but the restaurant was so crowded that he couldn't get through. Everyone was in a hurry to get to the door, and people from the four colleges mixed together, following the flow of people and pushing him towards the main door.

Dumbledore and the professors had already left through the side doors on both sides of the guest of honor table.

As they walked out of the restaurant, the crowd dispersed. People from each college gathered together and walked to their respective dormitories under the leadership of their class leaders.

Loren and Harry looked at each other and reached a consensus that they should go find Ron.

Loren knew that Ron would definitely encounter a troll, but Harry thought that Ron didn't know about this yet and he had to go and inform him.

Loren wanted to leave a backup plan, so he called Seamus and Neville, "Go find the professor and tell him we're going to the bathroom to look for Ron!"

"Okay!" Seamus and Neville didn't want to follow and cause trouble.

Loren and Harry both quickly headed towards the bathroom.

Hermione looked at the two figures walking away, stretched out her hand, grasped her wand, and followed them.

As Harry turned the corner, he heard footsteps. He looked up and saw a green cloak disappearing on the stairs.

It was Slytherin attire, and only Snape would wear it like that.

Harry wondered inwardly why Professor Snape wasn't with the other professors?

Before they had time to think, Hermione caught up with them and said seriously, "I'm with you. I was the one who made Ron sad in Charms class. It's not a friendly thing to randomly point fingers at others."

Harry didn't feel any sense of urgency. He thought he was just going to the bathroom to call Ron. "It's okay. The troll is in the basement. Seamus and the others have notified the professor. There won't be any danger."

"I'm afraid Ron will be digested by the time the professor arrives." Loren was very anxious. He planned to get to the toilet before the troll and try not to encounter it head-on.

Loren already knew many magical creatures. The giant monster had thick skin, high magic resistance, and great strength. It was difficult for several adult wizards to deal with it. There was no chance for a few of them to win.

At least for now, the scene in the movie where the troll is knocked unconscious with a levitation spell is no different from sliding over and tackling a tiger away.

Chapter 48 Red Haired Weasley

In order to fit the atmosphere of Halloween, the decorations in the castle were enchanted, and the lights and candlesticks on the road were extinguished.

The entire first floor was still covered in dark clouds, with flashes of lightning and slightly exaggerated thunder, like a shoddy theater stage.

There is a small aisle on the side of the corridor, and at the end of the aisle is the toilet.

A series of footsteps were heard, and Loren and the other two ran side by side into the corridor and rushed to the outside of the toilet.

Ron's faint sobbing could be heard from inside.

Loren breathed a sigh of relief, he caught up, the troll hadn't arrived yet.

Hermione looked guilty: "Go and call Ron out, we'll go back as soon as possible."

Harry pushed open the wooden door of the toilet, and the old hinges made a creaking sound. Harry felt a little anxious, and after a few words, Harry pulled Ron out.

Ron's nose was red, and he didn't dare to look at Loren and Hermione. He felt a little guilty, blaming himself for causing his friends to come all the way to look for him.

A few people nodded, said nothing more, and walked outside.

"Roar!!!"

A howl made Loren and the other three retract their steps.

Why are you so unlucky?

Ron felt as if something was strangling his neck and his breathing began to become labored.

Outside, the sound of the giant's footsteps began to be heard. Just by listening to the sound, one could imagine how huge the giant was.

Hermione unconsciously leaned against Loren and grabbed his sleeve tightly.

"The troll is in the corridor!" Harry turned pale with fear.

"Go back to the bathroom and hide until the troll passes through the corridor to other places." Loren groaned inwardly, planning to delay until the professors arrived.

Amid the panic, there was a backbone, which made the others feel more at ease. The four of them retreated to the bathroom, locked the door, and leaned against each other, holding their breath and not daring to speak.

bang~

boom.

boom!

The troll's dull footsteps became clearer and clearer, and it entered the corridor from the hallway.

Cold sweat began to appear on Ron's forehead, and Lauren felt that Hermione, who was next to him, was also trembling.

The troll is almost outside the door!

"Hide in the cubicle," Loren commanded in a low voice.

The four of them tiptoed into the innermost cubicle and stared at the toilet door through a crack.

Wow!

The wooden door panel was kicked into pieces like a toy, and a flat, rough, calloused foot appeared at the door.

Accompanied by a disgusting stench, Loren and his companions saw a real giant monster for the first time.

The skin was dull and gray like granite. The giant monster had a huge body with a small bald head like a coconut and long arms.

The little wizard was like a toy in front of it.

The oppressive feeling brought by the huge body made several people feel that their heartbeats were strangled. They would die if they were touched. Several people thought so in their hearts.

The giant's eyes were filled with bloodshot, looking very ferocious. It seemed to have a target in mind, and walked towards a row of cubicles, swinging the wooden stick in its hand horizontally.

"Drop and run!"

Loren yelled loudly, kicked open the door of the compartment in an instant, and pulled a few people out to escape.

A whole row of cubicles had been knocked to a crisp, with chunks of wood scattered everywhere.

Several people leaned against the wall and faced the giant monster, with a distance of five or six meters between them.

"Roar!!!" The troll stared at Harry and roared with his mouth open.

"【Wingardium Leviosa】"

Loren quickly tried to move the stick in the troll's hand, but the levitation spell had no effect at all, and the stick was still tightly held in the troll's hand.

"[Tongtong Petrochemical]"

"[Split into pieces]"

Harry and Hermione also acted quickly, the light of the spell hitting the troll's thick skin, but to no avail.

The giant monster slowly approached the few people. A feeling of powerlessness enveloped them, making them feel a little desperate.

"【The door is open】" Loren tried his most powerful spell, but it still didn't work.

Remembering Flamel's teachings in the dueling class, Loren changed his strategy.

"【Flames blazing】" He poured all his strength into this spell.

Red flames rose and rolled on the surrounding ground. The edge of the fire wave rolled on the giant's skin, burning it back and blocking the giant's steps forward.

Loren and the other three could feel the heat coming towards them. Loren smiled weakly. He had cast spells for an entire afternoon before, but he was never as tired as he was this time.

"Well done--" The few people didn't have time to be happy.

The flames quickly converged and dissipated.

The floors and corridors of Hogwarts are specially protected from spells.

"Oh no!" The unfinished exclamation turned into a cry of despair.

Loren felt a little weak, his eyes were dazed, and his lips were twitching.

Is there any other way? Is there any other way?

Flamel's teachings flashed through his mind again and again, and he found in despair that all his techniques were of no use.

"【Wingardium Leviosa】"

"[Burning flames]"

Hermione's clear voice rang out, and Loren's approach inspired her. She cast the levitation spell and the fire spell in succession, and the broken wooden boards around her floated up, and a blazing flame rose up, surrounding the troll, preventing it from getting close.

The fireball floated in the air, the heat wave rolled up the convection wind, the little witch's hair flew, her robe fluttered, the fiery red light reflected on her fair face, dazzling.

The flames forced the giant to retreat continuously, and this time it was truly effective in repelling the enemy. The giant was very heavy, and once it retreated to the corridor, Loren and his men could escape from another direction.

Several boys looked at Hermione in admiration as she waved her wand with one hand.

"Long live Granger!" Ron couldn't help shouting. He relaxed, clenched his fists, and trembled unconsciously.

Fortunately, fortunately, he thought to himself.

Loren and Harry took a breath.

The two also joined in, using the levitation spell and fire to force the troll out.

The flames surrounded the troll, shaking it from time to time. The troll backed away, backed away again, becoming more and more impatient, and roared as it left the toilet.

"Roar!"

The giant monster raised his club and hit the flying fireball. With a "bang", sparks flew everywhere.

Several people's hearts skipped a beat. Hermione and Loren used the levitation spell to make the fireball hover more flexibly, avoiding the stick and forcing back the troll.

Balls of fire took off and circled, and the situation seemed to be steadily improving. Pieces of wood flew up one by one and were ignited, until there was less and less firewood on the ground to burn.

Hermione soon discovered the problem and said anxiously, "No, we won't have enough wood blocks at this rate!"

They were still in the middle of the corridor. The wood blocks would be consumed if they burned in the air or if they were hit by the giant monster. The remaining number was not enough to sustain them to the corridor, and they were still trapped in this corridor.

Despair once again enveloped the four people. Sweat broke out on their faces and backs, and no one knew whether it was because of the fire or fear.

No one spoke, Hermione pursed her lips tightly together and waved her wand. Now she could only pray that the professors would arrive soon.

The rising flames became fewer and fewer as the floating fireballs became fewer. The last few wooden boards flew up, and the sparse flames separated the troll and Loren and his companions.

The giant's retreat gradually slowed down.

"Roar!!!"

Even though the giant monster had no brain, it could sense that the fireballs were becoming fewer. It waved its giant stick wantonly to disperse the fireballs and walked towards the few people.

Ron was shaking with fear, almost unable to stand, and if he hadn't been to the toilet, he thought he would have peed himself.

Snot flowed from Ron's red nose. Why? He was a burden, a waste, the most useless one in the family. It was already like this, why did I have to encounter such a thing.

There was nothing he could do, and he had to watch his friend die with him.

He was really scared, afraid that his friend would die in front of him.

Harry is the savior, how could he die because of me!

"run!"