Snakes at Hogwarts

"Hey! Do you smell anything?"

In the narrow path leading to the right side of the Forbidden Forest, Ron looked back at Andros, who was not far away, and then covered his nose and asked.

As he spoke, an extremely disgusting smell, like a mixture of smelly socks and a public toilet that had never been cleaned, came from the dense forest in front of him.

"Bullshit! Anyone with a nose can smell this awful stench!"

Andros replied angrily. He naturally smelled the strong stench and was covering his nose tightly with his hands like Ron.

The smell was so strong that he felt like his brain was boiling with excitement.

It's a pity that Andros hasn't learned to use the head soaking spell yet, so he can't protect himself from the stench of the air.

That spell was too difficult and its uses were very limited. Compared to the time it took, Andros naturally learned to master more practical spells.

As for the trick he used to improve the air in the Potions classroom, who are you kidding, this is the Forbidden Forest!

It is the most dangerous place and the most likely place to encounter Voldemort!

Andros did not dare to explain the law so unscrupulously.

It's like lighting up a beacon in the dark night.

Tell Voldemort, who may appear at any time, that there are several students here, come here and kill them!

What's more, he doesn't have that much magic power to waste like this.

And this stench is much worse than the potion residue in the Potions underground classroom, and Andros's little tricks probably won't have any effect.

Damn it, what the hell stinks so bad!

Andros thought angrily, the sudden stench making him almost unable to think.

Wait a minute!

What could stink so much?

"Don't go forward, come back quickly!" Andros shouted in a low voice, looking at Ron not far away. He had already thought of a possibility.

In first grade, there was only one monster and a pungent stench that was the perfect combination.

That was something the little wizard couldn't afford to offend.

"Tch, why are you making such a fuss!" Ron muttered in a low voice, then waved his hand indifferently.

He didn't seem to take Andros's warning to heart at all.

Do you think everyone is as timid as you?

Ron Weasley thought.

He now thought wholeheartedly that Andros was scared and timid, and regarding the latter's words, this idiot only regarded it as a trick to scare him.

Are you kidding me, I'm a Gryffindor!

Gryffindor is never afraid!

With this thought, instead of retreating, Ron continued to walk forward.

He endured the pungent stench and roughly pulled at the branches in front of him. The crackling sound could be heard far and wide in the quiet Forbidden Forest.

We have reached the depths of the forest, and the trees on both sides of the road are extremely dense, almost completely blocking the path.

If we don't open the way like this, we won't be able to move forward at all.

After Ron roughly pushed aside the tangled branches of an ancient oak tree, he saw a large open space.

And the disgusting smell began to gradually become more pungent.

Apparently, the source of this stench lies here.

"Why is there a big pile of rocks here?" Ron muttered something strange.

From his perspective, the center of the open space in front of him was blocked by a large pile of vague objects. It seemed to be at least twelve feet high. In the dim light, it did look somewhat like a pile of rocks.

"That's weird, what kind of stone is this? Why does it smell so bad?" Ron glanced at the pile of rocks blocking the road with disgust, and wanted to turn around and leave.

After all, the road in front of them has been completely blocked.

However, just as this guy turned around, he was shocked to find that Andros was retreating hastily not far away. At the same time, a dazzling red spark burst out from Andros's wand.

Chi~~~whoosh~~ crackling.

Accompanied by a shrill whistling sound, this dazzling red spark passed through the dense woods and shot straight into the sky. After reaching the highest point, it exploded violently, leaving a bright red in the dark night sky like a curtain. imprint.

"Why are you shooting red sparks! There's nothing in front of you!" Ron yelled dissatisfied.

The guy didn't realize what he was about to face.

"Nothing? Look back at yourself!"

In extreme anger, Andros even uttered a curse word that was most commonly used in his past life memories.

Is this idiot blind?

If your eyes are useless, just donate them to those in need!

"There's something to see, isn't it?"

Ron's voice stopped abruptly.

He turned around and looked towards the open space in front of him through the bright red light source shining like a flare in the night sky.

The obstacle that he thought was a pile of rocks actually came to life!

With the help of the light emitted by the help spell, Ron finally saw clearly what was in front of him. It didn't look like a big pile of rocks. Instead, it looked like, two legs?

The two huge legs were more than four feet in diameter and could not be hugged by two people. The skin on them was dull and gray, like unpolished marble.

If these are just two legs, how big must the owner of the legs be?

With this thought in mind, Ron raised his head little by little, his eyes moving up the thick thighs and scanning the body like a huge pile of gravel.

Finally, Ron's eyes fell on a small melon with a small head as bare as a coconut.

Compared with the huge body it controls, such a cocoa bean-like head is so inconspicuous.

It can even be called small.

This makes it look somewhat comical.

Normally, Ron would have laughed out loud when seeing such a funny creature with disproportionate proportions.

But now, he is not happy at all.

Because this little-headed melon was staring at him with a pair of small black eyes.

For a moment, their eyes met.

"Mei~Merlin!" Staring blankly at those cold and ruthless eyes, Ron's whole body was trembling violently.

After all, he was also a little wizard who grew up in the magical world. At this moment, Ron finally realized what the creature in front of him was.

That's a troll!