Hogwarts 1991

Chapter 67 When the Giant Monster Attacks
"This purple shirt, Mu Ye's tail feather wand will only be recognized by those who truly understand death!"

"Mr. MacGuffin, you will do a great job!"

The words of that old lunatic Ollivander reverberated in McGuffin's mind.

Now he finally understood what this passage meant.

McGuffin looked down at the wand in his hand.

It is emitting a faint blue light, and when it shakes slightly, you can find the faint blue ripples rippling in mid-air.

Is this Nima my magic wand?

——It's dead!

When McGuffin remembered the scene of staring at the two bloody red dots in the black smoke just now, his legs went weak.

"That should be Voldemort, right!"

Be discovered! !

——What a person who understands death! (Is it to let him see Voldemort in this state of being? To see his half-dead soul?)

——What a great cause! (If I haven't hung up for a while, it can indeed be counted as a career. The second person who escaped from Voldemort-is indeed number one.)
"I...shouldn't have come to Hogwarts for fandom..., it's better to think of this crossing as a rebirth of the British city, trying to achieve 'my small goal' in the mid-term, and if possible in the later stage-to have a life of bulldozing."

……

"interesting!"

Voldemort floated behind the troll's head, and two blood-red spots in the black smoke lit up like cigarette butts burning in the dark.

He emphasized again in his heart.

"Interesting! This little wizard is really interesting!"

Voldemort really became interested in the little wizard hiding in the women's toilet not far away.

He was actually able to see himself, which he couldn't detect even when he passed by Snape, a powerful adult wizard just now.

Voldemort knew that he could not last long in this half-soul form, but a young first-year wizard could actually see himself in this state.

Incredible!

The first thing that caught his attention was the accident that the little wizard made the devil's hat crazy and the rumors that spread in the campus later made people laugh, and then the little guy also put on a good performance in the clumsy theater led by Snape.

And if I read correctly in Snape's office, his wand was made of yew.A Gryffindor actually chose a yew wood wand that is good at black witchcraft. It seems that the Sorting Hat was indeed driven crazy by this little wizard.

"What's his name, oh, yes! McGuffin, he was born in a Muggle family."

"interesting!"

Voldemort had a plan in mind.

However, there is not much time left for him. Now relying on the remaining strength, he cannot exist in this form for a long time. He must quickly attach himself to the body of this poor servant, Quirrell.

Unbeknownst to anyone, Voldemort had whispered into the back of the troll's head, ordering the big, silly man to head into the ladies' bathroom.

He knew that Harry not far behind would definitely go to rescue his friend.

Just work it out together, or see what the heck this 'savior' boy is capable of getting himself into this miserable state 11 years ago.

And that funny little wizard, why on earth is he able to see himself in this state?
- You have to try it out to know.

If he died, there would be nothing to get into. If he survived, he wouldn't mind accepting another younger servant.

……

Malfoy watched from the shadows of a corner as the troll stopped by a door, peered in, and finally lowered his little head into it.He breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's really too dangerous here, what on earth do Hogwarts professors do?"

After this stimulation, Malfoy let go of the idea of ​​cleaning up those annoying ghosts.

He planned to leave here and return to the dormitory as soon as possible.

Who knows there will be a few trolls roaming around here.

As he turned to leave, he heard a bang.Immediately there was another sound of smashing things, and then a terrified sound came from the toilet.

Turn around and see that Harry Ron has locked the troll inside.

Malfoy watched the scene dumbfounded.

Then the two scumbags—Harry and Ron hurried back to the door, pulled it open, and rushed in.

Are they looking for death?I really can't understand these Gryffindors.

Malfoy ran off.

……

It is said that humans have not yet fully evolved. When they are in the savage stage, when facing large carnivorous beasts, when they cannot escape, and when their hearts are filled with fear, most people will make two choices: one is to stand still, their brains shut down, and they cannot think at all.The second is a logical error. The entire program in the brain issues wrong instructions and rushes forward to die.

Just like now—Harry didn't know what to think, and jumped directly at the troll, and jumped onto the troll's neck, stuck his wand in the troll's nose, and harvested the first trophy [troll's booger].

(Although he already knew it, but when it happened in front of him, McGuffin still felt stimulated and expressed admiration—really iron! Really iron head!)
At this moment, McGuffin finally came to her senses, "Wingardim Leviosa!"

He chanted the [Levitation Curse] as in the original plot, let go of the wooden stick in the troll's hand, flew in the air, and hit the troll's head.

There was an earth-shattering explosion, the giant swayed a few times, and fell heavily to the ground (it was also a loud noise, and the floor shook violently), and it passed out.

"Bah,—the troll's nose cow!"

Harry finally pulled his poor wand out of the troll's nose at this moment.

"Is it - dead?" Hermione was the first to speak.

"I don't think so."

The Iron Triangle gathered for a discussion, while McGuffin tried to clear his eyes and run [Occlumency] with all his strength - the black mist monster suspected to be Voldemort did not leave, and was constantly drifting left and right in front of his eyes, trying to enter his line of sight.

Two red dots flashed in the black mist, and finally circled around the giant monster's little head before flying away quickly.

call--

McGuffin was finally relieved for the time being.

Just when the few people thought it would end like this, suddenly—a roar came from behind them.

Without looking back, McGuffin quickly dragged everyone to the corridor outside, and then looked into the women's bathroom.

The giant opened its mouth and let out a yell, the stench became more and more intense. This guy was drooling, his eyes were red, his body twisted unnaturally, turned over, his limbs were on the ground, the blood vessels were exposed on the gray skin, and his muscles were tense and almost burst.

"Roar!"

bang! ——Boom!boom!

With a roar.

It directly shattered the door and the wall and rushed into the corridor.

Roaring and panting, bloody eyes stared at everyone.

At this time, McGuffin knew that the black mist hovering over the troll's head just now had cast a black magic on the troll.

"Damn! Does this shit have madness or bloodthirsty skills?"

The possibility that the Black Mist was Voldemort was growing.

"Run!" Hermione yelled.

Several people rushed forward in panic, hoping to stay away from this guy who looked wrong.

Like a real beast, this monster kept rushing towards them with all its limbs.

Bang bang behind him!Getting closer! (Running on all fours making a heavy sound)
This beast is about to catch up to a few people!
(End of this chapter)