I swung a sword at Hogwarts

The sweet smell of roasted pumpkin filled the corridor, and in the classroom, two people were listening to Professor Flitwick's key points on the levitation spell.

John could clearly see the Adam's apples of Goyle and Crabbe swallowing, and he was in a group with Malfoy, so it could be said that they were enemies of a narrow road.

This made Malfoy tense all the time, as if he was afraid that John would suddenly pick up his wand and stab it into his eyes.

Professor Flitwick stood on a makeshift booster chair made of books, advising the students in a shrill voice.

"Okay, don't forget that subtle wrist move we've been training on!"

"Wave and shake. Remember, wave and shake. It is also very important to pronounce the spell correctly. Don't forget the wizard Barufio..."

As the head of Ravenclaw and the professor of Charms, Professor Flitwick is undoubtedly very good.

He wanted to take the spell apart, crush it and feed it to his students bit by bit. He was a very good teacher.

I heard that the young Professor Flitwick once won the dueling tournament championship. He is definitely a real talent.

After Professor Flitwick had finished his points, the students began to practice.

"Wingardim Leviosa!"

Malfoy's wand was almost poking John's face, but the feather on the table remained indifferent. John was speechless.

He patiently whispered, "Malfoy, if you poke my hand again, I will stick my wand into your ear."

The threatening words made Malfoy's body stiffen, but the pride of a pure-blood noble would not allow him to bow to the mudblood. He said defiantly: "Go ahead if you can do it."

"I'm sorry, I really can."

John shrugged and gracefully took out his wand, pointing it at the feather on the table.

With a flick of his wrist, "Wingardium Leviosa"

As everyone watched, the feather flew up.

Following the guidance of John's wand, the feather flew towards Professor Flitwick and landed accurately and gently in the professor's hand.

"marvelous--!"

Flitwick clapped his hands excitedly, his voice becoming even shriller, "Look how elegantly and perfectly Mr. Wick succeeded. Ten points to Slytherin!"

Hermione, who was confident about the position and direction of Gryffindor, had already practiced it.

Therefore, she was completely confident that she could complete the levitation spell this time.

However, she couldn't stand Ron's brutal swinging when she was assigned to the same group with Ron. When she was about to release the correct spell, John got there first.

Hermione felt a little down as she looked at the precisely controlled feathers, and she had a perfect person to vent these emotions on.

So Ron unfortunately became extremely upset under Hermione's emotional teaching.

After class, in the crowded corridor.

Ron complained to Harry: "No wonder everyone can't stand her, she's simply a nightmare."

Hermione heard this and felt even more aggrieved. She was clearly helping Ron, but she was being despised.

She was so sad that she didn't wait for John. She wanted to find a place to cry her heart out.

Weaving through the crowd, she bumped into Harry.

Harry noticed that she was crying. He had changed his mind about Hermione and felt that Ron had gone a little too far.

"I think she heard you."

Ron also saw Hermione's sad expression. The little boy's self-esteem made him say stubbornly, "So what? She must have noticed that she doesn't have any friends."

"Ron, you shouldn't say that." Harry said to Ron seriously.

Since his good friends had spoken, Ron had no choice but to leave with his head down in depression, and whispered, "Well, actually, she has a friend, and that's John."

...

Chapter 15: Halloween Feast and Trolls

Harry wanted to take Ron to apologize to Hermione, but Hermione did not show up until the end of the next class.

Having not seen Hermione the whole afternoon, Harry had no choice but to put the matter aside for the time being.

On their way to the Great Hall for the Halloween feast, Harry and his friend overheard Hermione's roommate, Parvati Patil, talking to her friends about Hermione crying in the girls' room.

This made Ron very uncomfortable, especially under Harry's urging, he felt that he might actually be wrong.

"Let's go and apologize to her later." Ron was not a bad boy, but he still couldn't get over the kindness barrier.

Harry nodded, and the two decided to go over and apologize after the Halloween party.

When they walked into the auditorium, the colorful Halloween decorations instantly caught their eyes.

A thousand bats fluttered along the walls and ceiling.

Above the dining table, there were also a thousand flying, low, dark clouds circling.

There was a flickering candle flame inside the hollow pumpkin belly, and delicious dishes appeared on the golden plates on the table.

John looked around, picked up a potato in its jacket and threw it at the back of Neville's head.

"Neville, where's Hermione?"

Neville felt a headache and turned around to see John. After a moment of silence, he recalled, "I heard from Parvati Patil that Hermione was crying in the ladies' room and she wouldn't let anyone comfort her."

"Really? I'd better go find her. She probably doesn't want to miss such a wonderful party."

John felt a little uneasy in his heart, he remembered what the Bloody Baron had said.

And he always felt that something was going to happen today, as if there was a plot going on here.

[Ding, find Hermione and kill the troll, gain any point +1, blessing: Troll Killer]

[Giant Killer: Increases damage to giant creatures]

John was stunned, and then his expression changed.

He remembered that during the Halloween party, a giant monster seemed to have run out.

He didn't think that a little wizard like Hermione could deal with a twelve-foot-tall giant with brute force.

Without thinking too much, John left the position.

Dumbledore, who was tasting the sweet pumpkin cake, saw this scene. His wise eyes under the half-moon lenses seemed to be thinking about something.

Not long after John left, Quirrell ran in with a big scarf on his head.

His face was filled with horror and everyone stopped to look at him.

Quirrell quickly ran to the chair next to Dumbledore, leaned on it, gasped with a look of shock on his face, and said:

"The troll... is in the basement... thought you should know."

His words were intermittent, but they revealed a message.

There are giant monsters.

After saying that, Quirrell fell headfirst to the floor.

The hall was suddenly in chaos. Dumbledore took charge of the situation. After quieting everyone down, he ordered the prefects to take the students back to their dormitories.

Harry and Ron were among them, and Ron suspected that the troll was released by Peeves to cause trouble.

But Harry suddenly remembered Hermione.

"Oh no, Hermione doesn't know about the troll yet."

Ron bit his lip, glanced at his prefect brother Percy, and said decisively, "Well, it's better not to let Percy see us."

The two of them immediately lowered their bodies to reduce their presence and left the team.

Before heading to the girls' room, Harry spotted Professor Snape heading towards the fourth floor.

This incident planted the seeds of doubt in his heart.

...

First floor, girls' restroom.

Hermione was crying sadly in the cubicle. She was excellent in every aspect, but she was also a little girl.

She was very sad to be isolated by her classmates.

After crying for a while, she felt much better.

She came to the sink sobbing and washed her face, her eyes were still a little red.

"Well, John won't hate me."

She comforted herself that at least she still had John as a friend.

She was lost in thought as she looked at herself in the mirror when there was a knock on the door.

Hermione was startled, and there was a tremor in her voice.

"who is it?"

"Hermione are you okay?"

It's John.

He found the girls' room and was relieved to hear that Hermione inside was okay.

Just as he was about to ask Hermione to open the door, he smelled a foul odor.

The smell was similar to the Weasley twins' dung balls, like a combination of stinky socks and an uncleaned public toilet.

John was almost suffocated. Looking back, he saw a huge figure approaching in the shadows with grunts and the sound of heavy footsteps hitting the ground.

John grabbed the door that was about to open and said sternly to the inside: "Hermione, find a place to hide and don't open the door."

His eyes were fixed on the troll, who was recognized to have a low IQ, but he could not deny the pressure brought by this twelve-foot monster with granite skin.

It looked like an underdeveloped head, like a stone with a cocoa bean on top, and the troll was holding a thick wooden stick in his hand.

John would never doubt whether a hit from this thing would hurt more than a hit from a Bludger.

"It's going to be a tough battle today."

John took a deep breath to calm himself. It was the first time he faced such a big guy, which was even bigger than Hagrid.

The troll, whose brain was not working well, saw John scratching his head in confusion. Don't think that this means he is harmless.

On the contrary, the troll is now extremely dangerous.

John glanced at the troll that was gradually approaching and moved his feet nervously.

"Come on big guy, maybe we should have a real bloody fight."

John licked his lips, a fierce light flashing in his eyes.

He flicked his left hand and a magic wand appeared in his hand, which he swung at the troll.

"Reducto"

The white light hit the troll, causing it to retreat in pain, and a fist-sized mark appeared on its skin.

This completely enraged the troll, and it roared and swung its stick at John.

John rolled over to avoid it, and the wooden stick swept across the door of the women's restroom, smashing it directly.

"what--!"

Hermione screamed and the troll was about to look over when it was hit by John's next spell.

"Come here!"

With a shout, John ran back.

The giant monster chased after him without any suspicion.

John fought and retreated to lure the troll away from the women's restroom.

...

Harry and Ron arrived at the ladies' room, and were disappointed when they saw the horrible looking door.

"Hermione!"