Primordial Warlock of Hogwarts
Chapter 48 Headache
It's a little too early to think about how the troll will die, but DeWitt is really safe - because he has dealt with stronger things1.However, out of a safe habit, DeWitt came to the visual blind spot of the troll first. This was very easy in the disguised state. He slowly made a small fireball. This is a very basic spell. DeWitt Without putting in too much power at all, he then controlled the fireball to go around to the other side behind the giant monster, and launched a tentative attack from there.
The fireball didn't do much damage. It landed on the giant monster's shoulder, but it had just burned the monster's skin and scorched the flesh under the skin. Unfortunately, the arm holding the wooden stick was still connected to the tendons, so the exploratory spell was not removed. The extra victory, but logically angered the troll.
The monster's head is like a watermelon seed in a big watermelon. It cannot understand the reason why all this happened, and it acts solely on instinct - it will fight back when attacked. As for whether it has a target, that is another matter.So the troll waved the club wildly, regardless of the injury to his right shoulder.
Seeing that the armor on the corridor had evil intentions, the troll smashed the armor apart with a stick. Seeing that the torches on the wall had evil intentions, the troll first raised its left foot. After thinking about it, it felt something was wrong. It put down its left foot and raised its right foot, but it still Something's wrong - the troll shook his head in confusion, how should he make that move...ah ha, how should he jump up?
It's normal for a troll to not be able to think of an answer to a question, but the troll doesn't give up so easily.It soon thought that it still had a big stick in its hand. All it had to do was lift the stick—with an arm that had been tortured until only bones and tendons were left connected—
"Hey," DeWitt lifted the spell. He stood openly within the attack range of the troll, took out the wand, and held the handle with one hand hanging by his side, as if meeting a familiar relative or friend and talking to the troll. Say hello: "Have you eaten?"
This time the troll's logic went wrong and it found the culprit who attacked it. Of course, it might not think logically at all and just continued the action of raising the big stick without thinking. The difference is that this time it changed. target.
A little slow, DeWitt concentrated on his defense and made a positive evaluation of the troll's attack.
The accuracy was still a bit off, and DeWitt didn't even move, so the stick fell into the empty space - because the wound on the troll's shoulder had exposed red and white bones.
What about strength?Neither does strength.DeWitt did not throw any more fireballs this time. He created a sharp ice fragment 2, and controlled the cold fragment from the air to penetrate the monster's wound, completely cutting off the monster's arm.When the whole arm fell to the ground, the big wooden stick also fell to the ground.
The troll roared in pain. Low intelligence brought with it low self-control. It didn't even realize that every second in this situation could determine life and death. It only relied on instinct to decide its actions, and it could only sit back and wait for death in the face of pain.
Of course, DeWitt would not miss this opportunity. He hated the giant monster so much that he preferred to choose a violent method to solve the problem. So DeWitt rushed forward a few steps and picked up the giant monster. Strangely, the wooden stick landed on the ground, turned slightly sideways, grabbed the thin end with both hands, then bent his knees, stepped heavily on the ground in the next step, jumped up with the wooden stick, and completed the action of swinging the wooden stick in a large semicircle in the air. , and in the middle of the fall, the end of the wooden stick landed on the monster's head exactly.
A dull, reverberating blast echoed through the corridor.
The splattered dirty blood instead brought a bloody smell that was better than the stench. Part of the yellowish-white paste also flew towards DeWitt, but was stopped by an invisible barrier halfway. It turned out that DeWitt had not Casting a spell to protect himself.
Exhaling a breath of disgust, DeWitt threw the wooden stick aside.
"Oh my God, what have you done?" Suddenly a voice said: "You killed the troll with your bare hands and the troll's weapon?"
DeWitt immediately looked towards the source of the sound.
It was an unknown ghost girl, wearing a simple and worn-out long skirt, with an apron tied outside the long skirt; on her feet she wore a pair of once-splendid Oxford shoes, and the socks under the skirt were striped.Although ghosts have no color, this outfit makes people intuitively judge at a glance - when this girl was alive, she was probably in the same situation as this black and white outfit.
It looks really cute.
Loose, straight hair with few decorations flows behind her head, revealing part of her smooth forehead. Below the forehead are slender eyebrows, and below the eyebrows are a pair of big eyes - this is a cliché description, but beautiful eyes are usually big.The small nose is neatly placed in the most appropriate position, making it unobtrusive and unobtrusive. If you look closely, you can see that this is an exquisite design, which makes the lips neither thick nor thin.
Someone saw what happened, but DeWitt didn't want others to know the details related to the troll, so he prepared a spell to absorb the secret source. He didn't activate it immediately. He had to try to communicate first.
"Those professors and students must be very happy," the ghost girl said coldly: "Since no one has anything wrong, I will go back and report. You wait here -"
DeWitt frowned, he canceled the secret source extraction he was preparing, and said loudly: "Wait!"
"What's wrong? Is there any trouble again?"
"What do you mean by professors?"
"Today is Halloween."
DeWitt knew, and he nodded patiently and said, "Yes."
"The living have banquets, and so do the dead." The ghost crossed his arms, and instead of continuing to float, he landed on the ground like a living person and leaned against the wall. "I heard about the magic school here. It’s lively, so I’ll come and see it this year, but the group of ghosts praising each other is too boring, so I just want to wander around…”
DeWitt was a little anxious. Judging from the ghost girl's tone, the professors were on the way now. He didn't want too many people to know that the giant monster died at his own hands.
"I'm so impatient. I've already said it very succinctly," the ghost girl continued: "At a banquet of living people, a gloomy person broke in and said, 'There is a troll.'"
"If he had a scarf on his head, it would be Professor Quirrell."
"I don't care who your professor is or what college you are from," the ghost girl was very dissatisfied with DeWitt's intervention, her tone was a little disgusting: "Then everyone started arguing, and a little girl ran to where the adults were eating... …”
DeWitt had a strange premonition in his heart, and he interrupted again and asked: "Does that girl have messy and curly hair--"
"The front teeth are not small either!" The ghost girl raised her voice and glared at DeWitt fiercely: "No! Do it! Interrupt! Talk! Listen to me - that girl said she has a friend named DeWitt... "
"Oh, I'm DeWitt."
"Shut up! You nuisance!" the ghost girl yelled. She flew in front of DeWitt, stood on tiptoes and glared at DeWitt: "I told you, listen to me, listen to me! Otherwise, why don't you tell me? What can you say?" After saying that, the ghost girl took a deep breath like a living person, adjusted her mood and continued: "Your principal happened to see me, and he entrusted me to take a first step to check the situation. Giant The weirdo is stupid, maybe I can help..."
1: The stronger thing is the trolls in the game. The content of the dialogue makes people feel cruel and silly. The trolls in Divinity Original Sin all serve as guards. There are two guarding two bridges to collect tolls. There is also business competition between the two. If one of them is killed, the relevant plot will change in a way that will make the player angry.Trolls will only lose health when attacked by specific attributes, and looking at the proportions of the models in the game, compared to Harry Potter's trolls, they should be much larger and much more powerful in appearance.The reason why I talk about troll is because when searching for English, the English word for these two monsters is troll. It is probably due to the difference in translation. However, the Harry Potter novels I read when I was a child talked about trolls. As a difference, I will continue. use the word
2: Water spell. The effect in the game is to create a frozen ground and freeze enemies without magic armor.
The fireball didn't do much damage. It landed on the giant monster's shoulder, but it had just burned the monster's skin and scorched the flesh under the skin. Unfortunately, the arm holding the wooden stick was still connected to the tendons, so the exploratory spell was not removed. The extra victory, but logically angered the troll.
The monster's head is like a watermelon seed in a big watermelon. It cannot understand the reason why all this happened, and it acts solely on instinct - it will fight back when attacked. As for whether it has a target, that is another matter.So the troll waved the club wildly, regardless of the injury to his right shoulder.
Seeing that the armor on the corridor had evil intentions, the troll smashed the armor apart with a stick. Seeing that the torches on the wall had evil intentions, the troll first raised its left foot. After thinking about it, it felt something was wrong. It put down its left foot and raised its right foot, but it still Something's wrong - the troll shook his head in confusion, how should he make that move...ah ha, how should he jump up?
It's normal for a troll to not be able to think of an answer to a question, but the troll doesn't give up so easily.It soon thought that it still had a big stick in its hand. All it had to do was lift the stick—with an arm that had been tortured until only bones and tendons were left connected—
"Hey," DeWitt lifted the spell. He stood openly within the attack range of the troll, took out the wand, and held the handle with one hand hanging by his side, as if meeting a familiar relative or friend and talking to the troll. Say hello: "Have you eaten?"
This time the troll's logic went wrong and it found the culprit who attacked it. Of course, it might not think logically at all and just continued the action of raising the big stick without thinking. The difference is that this time it changed. target.
A little slow, DeWitt concentrated on his defense and made a positive evaluation of the troll's attack.
The accuracy was still a bit off, and DeWitt didn't even move, so the stick fell into the empty space - because the wound on the troll's shoulder had exposed red and white bones.
What about strength?Neither does strength.DeWitt did not throw any more fireballs this time. He created a sharp ice fragment 2, and controlled the cold fragment from the air to penetrate the monster's wound, completely cutting off the monster's arm.When the whole arm fell to the ground, the big wooden stick also fell to the ground.
The troll roared in pain. Low intelligence brought with it low self-control. It didn't even realize that every second in this situation could determine life and death. It only relied on instinct to decide its actions, and it could only sit back and wait for death in the face of pain.
Of course, DeWitt would not miss this opportunity. He hated the giant monster so much that he preferred to choose a violent method to solve the problem. So DeWitt rushed forward a few steps and picked up the giant monster. Strangely, the wooden stick landed on the ground, turned slightly sideways, grabbed the thin end with both hands, then bent his knees, stepped heavily on the ground in the next step, jumped up with the wooden stick, and completed the action of swinging the wooden stick in a large semicircle in the air. , and in the middle of the fall, the end of the wooden stick landed on the monster's head exactly.
A dull, reverberating blast echoed through the corridor.
The splattered dirty blood instead brought a bloody smell that was better than the stench. Part of the yellowish-white paste also flew towards DeWitt, but was stopped by an invisible barrier halfway. It turned out that DeWitt had not Casting a spell to protect himself.
Exhaling a breath of disgust, DeWitt threw the wooden stick aside.
"Oh my God, what have you done?" Suddenly a voice said: "You killed the troll with your bare hands and the troll's weapon?"
DeWitt immediately looked towards the source of the sound.
It was an unknown ghost girl, wearing a simple and worn-out long skirt, with an apron tied outside the long skirt; on her feet she wore a pair of once-splendid Oxford shoes, and the socks under the skirt were striped.Although ghosts have no color, this outfit makes people intuitively judge at a glance - when this girl was alive, she was probably in the same situation as this black and white outfit.
It looks really cute.
Loose, straight hair with few decorations flows behind her head, revealing part of her smooth forehead. Below the forehead are slender eyebrows, and below the eyebrows are a pair of big eyes - this is a cliché description, but beautiful eyes are usually big.The small nose is neatly placed in the most appropriate position, making it unobtrusive and unobtrusive. If you look closely, you can see that this is an exquisite design, which makes the lips neither thick nor thin.
Someone saw what happened, but DeWitt didn't want others to know the details related to the troll, so he prepared a spell to absorb the secret source. He didn't activate it immediately. He had to try to communicate first.
"Those professors and students must be very happy," the ghost girl said coldly: "Since no one has anything wrong, I will go back and report. You wait here -"
DeWitt frowned, he canceled the secret source extraction he was preparing, and said loudly: "Wait!"
"What's wrong? Is there any trouble again?"
"What do you mean by professors?"
"Today is Halloween."
DeWitt knew, and he nodded patiently and said, "Yes."
"The living have banquets, and so do the dead." The ghost crossed his arms, and instead of continuing to float, he landed on the ground like a living person and leaned against the wall. "I heard about the magic school here. It’s lively, so I’ll come and see it this year, but the group of ghosts praising each other is too boring, so I just want to wander around…”
DeWitt was a little anxious. Judging from the ghost girl's tone, the professors were on the way now. He didn't want too many people to know that the giant monster died at his own hands.
"I'm so impatient. I've already said it very succinctly," the ghost girl continued: "At a banquet of living people, a gloomy person broke in and said, 'There is a troll.'"
"If he had a scarf on his head, it would be Professor Quirrell."
"I don't care who your professor is or what college you are from," the ghost girl was very dissatisfied with DeWitt's intervention, her tone was a little disgusting: "Then everyone started arguing, and a little girl ran to where the adults were eating... …”
DeWitt had a strange premonition in his heart, and he interrupted again and asked: "Does that girl have messy and curly hair--"
"The front teeth are not small either!" The ghost girl raised her voice and glared at DeWitt fiercely: "No! Do it! Interrupt! Talk! Listen to me - that girl said she has a friend named DeWitt... "
"Oh, I'm DeWitt."
"Shut up! You nuisance!" the ghost girl yelled. She flew in front of DeWitt, stood on tiptoes and glared at DeWitt: "I told you, listen to me, listen to me! Otherwise, why don't you tell me? What can you say?" After saying that, the ghost girl took a deep breath like a living person, adjusted her mood and continued: "Your principal happened to see me, and he entrusted me to take a first step to check the situation. Giant The weirdo is stupid, maybe I can help..."
1: The stronger thing is the trolls in the game. The content of the dialogue makes people feel cruel and silly. The trolls in Divinity Original Sin all serve as guards. There are two guarding two bridges to collect tolls. There is also business competition between the two. If one of them is killed, the relevant plot will change in a way that will make the player angry.Trolls will only lose health when attacked by specific attributes, and looking at the proportions of the models in the game, compared to Harry Potter's trolls, they should be much larger and much more powerful in appearance.The reason why I talk about troll is because when searching for English, the English word for these two monsters is troll. It is probably due to the difference in translation. However, the Harry Potter novels I read when I was a child talked about trolls. As a difference, I will continue. use the word
2: Water spell. The effect in the game is to create a frozen ground and freeze enemies without magic armor.
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