Hogwarts 1991

Chapter 68 No.60 Eight Giant Monsters Reset Edition
"Ow!"

The bellows all changed.

I don't know what kind of black magic Voldemort used, but the situation is very bad.

McGuffin and the others ran out while the troll was still awake, a distance of more than ten meters away from the bathroom.

But this zombified guy might rush over in a few seconds and tear them into pieces.

Now there was only one thought on McGuffin's mind.

—he didn't want to die here.

Stopped, turned around and cast a silent levitation spell.

It's really useless.

Hermione and the other little ones came to their senses when they saw McGuffin doing this. Knowing that there was no way to run like this, they quickly waved their wands and cast all the spells they knew.

But at the level of the first grade, so few limited spells that are close to magic spells are useless against rough-skinned and thick-skinned giant monsters, let alone giant monsters that have fallen into a state of madness.

The roar echoed continuously in the corridor.

"We can't run far, we must be before the professor arrives. Find a way to avoid being chased by the troll." Hermione shouted at several people.

"I can't do it like this, I have to find a way to go around the giant monster on the opposite side and get the wooden stick in my hand." McGuffin said loudly.

Now according to their level and the previous method-take the huge wooden stick to cause damage to the troll and deal with it.

"The floor is flat!"

McGuffin waved his wand again, and used a self-taught transfiguration technique to turn a large piece of the floor in front of him into something like some kind of metal ice surface, which was extremely smooth.

However, the giant did not fall to the ground as McGuffin expected, slipping and rushing past several people.

They are misaligned with the troll and can rush down the toilet to get the club in their hands.

The giant's thick, fleshy limbs stuck to the ground like a tree, slowly approaching.

The situation is getting more and more critical.

"Hurry up and think of a way to make this guy fall to the ground, or slip, or irritate the troll, and let it rush over. I can't cast a spell to turn the entire corridor into this." McGuffin reminded the friends in front of him.

Harry, Ron quickly cast the spell, like a cow entering a sea of ​​mud, not even a mark remained on the surface of the stone-like skin.

"Don't do that, it doesn't work at all, use other methods to irritate the big stupid, hit it in the eyes, in the mouth. Make it angry and let it run!" Hermione yelled anxiously.

"All petrochemical!"

"The front teeth match is great!"...

Ron and Harry cast their spells on the troll's head as best they could, whether they worked or not.

The spells fell through one after another, rubbing against its long ears.

Now this guy is a little pissed off.

It roared again and again, constantly trying to speed up, but there was no force on the floor, and its hind legs kept slipping as soon as it exerted force.

"The whole of Hogwarts can hear it, why haven't the professors arrived yet?"

Ron grumbled.

McGuffin ignored it, doing his best to smooth the floor in front of him.

"It's not very useful! Hermione, what about the MacGuffin?" Harry tried to irritate the troll with a Luminous Charm that blinded the troll's eyes.

"Smash it on the head with something like the McGuffin did just now!"

Hermione used the levitation spell to splash the stones nearby, and the stones floated in mid-air, and then tried to move them, hitting the troll's little head.

Only a rock or two fell on the troll's head.

Not even a trace was left.

But after hitting the eyes a few times, it also started to irritate it.

The giant lowered its body, and its blood vessels were densely wrapped around its entire body like vines.

It panted rapidly through its two nostrils, lowered its head, and the small stones in the ground in front of it could be blown away unexpectedly.

coming soon.

But the floor wasn't smooth enough, or long enough, and the troll probably wouldn't be able to slide very far.

--That's too late!
"Against the wall!" McGuffin yelled hastily, hoping that he would succeed in performing the spell next time.

"Come on lubricating oil!"

This spell belongs to the summoning spell, and McGuffin also learned it by himself in the third grade Transfiguration course in the past few days.

(Transfiguration is the most delicate subject in magic, and its teaching difficulty increases with the grade level.)
(For example, in the first grade, the little wizards were only taught to transform and restore between simple and small objects.)
(The second-year course of Transfiguration is about turning a small object into a small animal, which is also of simple structure and nature. It’s like turning a slipper into a mouse, so of course the activating spell must be used in this process. ——mainly refers to the modern improved version of the simple activating spell, which has usually been incorporated into the spell of Transfiguration itself—for example, turning a slipper into a mouse. If there is no activating spell incorporated into it, it is very likely that little wizards will often only turn the slipper into a lifelike specimen, rather than a living animal, a life.)
(The Transfiguration courses in the first two grades are relatively simple. The objects used to cast spells are all small and simple. Their nature and structure are easier for young wizards to understand. They don’t require much magic power, and they don’t need to be too precise when casting magic.)
(By the third grade, the course of Transfiguration has become casting spells to turn creatures into objects and the same complicated summoning spell. The main difficulty is that one must understand in detail before casting the spell—the nature and structure of the object to be transformed or summoned, in order to successfully cast the spell.)
(And the difficulty of the Transfiguration course will gradually appear from the third grade. Talent, hard work, and a smart brain are all indispensable, and it is possible to achieve something in this course.)
McGuffin leaned against the wall, and the tip of the wand gushed out golden grease like a water pipe.

He swung his wand from side to side, and the grease spread all over the smooth floor.

At the same time, the berserk monster staggered and ran over like an ice skater, gliding past them.

While swiping across, it instinctively straightened its arms, waving wildly, trying to grab the little devils in front of it and crush them in its hands.

McGuffin and the others rolled and crawled to avoid this,
—almost died.

Covered in mud and grease, they climbed up against the wall, trembling and panting.

But it's not over yet, the giant monster not far away is still struggling to stand up from the ground.

McGuffin hurriedly led a few people to the women's bathroom.

Walking through the broken rubble that was knocked out of a big hole and piled up with stones, I saw the giant stick being covered by gravel and placed next to the half-open pool.

"Ow!"

At this time, the giant monster outside made an angry strange cry, accompanied by a loud noise, as if something had been smashed, it was deafening.

(End of this chapter)