A day of learning magic at Hogwarts

The battle plan has been finalized, but the real battle has just begun.

After receiving Ian's order, Justin Finch-Fletchley quickly ran towards the auditorium to report to Principal Albus Dumbledore.

However, considering the distance between the library and the auditorium and Justin's speed, it should be 5 minutes before he arrives at the auditorium.

"Ian, let's go too!" Ernie geared up and bumped his fists together.

He looks like he could beat the crap out of a troll at any moment.

"Yeah!" Ian nodded.

Immediately, he looked at the house elf: "Klein, can you use apparation to take us to the kitchen and find your companions?"

Based on Ian Twisted's few magic experiences, he is very aware of the magic of Apparate, where the caster can bring other people along with him.

"Of course!" Klein said sharply, "Please hold Klein's hand, Mr. Drizzt and Mr. Drizzt's friends."

Ian and Ernie each grabbed one of the house elf's hands.Klein's bony little hands held both of them tightly.

Then only a crisp explosion was heard in the air.Ian suddenly felt dizzy and dizzy, and it was the familiar feeling again...

This strong feeling of vomiting only lasted a few seconds.

Within moments, Ian found himself grounded again.

They completed their apparation and arrived in the kitchen smoothly.

……

There were several big holes on the kitchen floor, and many places were damaged. Even the kitchen door was broken in half.

These serious signs of damage were obviously caused by trolls.

One hundred house elves were huddled in various corners, shivering; at the same time, a low muttering and the sound of huge feet dragging on the ground could be heard outside.

The troll hadn't gone too far and was still nearby.

"Mr. Ian Twist..." The house elf pointed to the broken door with a horrified look on his face, "The troll... the troll is right there..."

"I know!" Ian nodded seriously.

His eyes then moved to the house elves who were all filled with fear.

"Everyone, please listen to me!" Ian raised his voice:

"I don't think there has ever been a time in many long centuries when the kitchens of Hogwarts were absolutely safe from any foreign invasion. Like today!"

"But I have full confidence in myself and you. If every house elf does his job and is fearless, we will once again prove that we can defend our kitchen and survive the threat of trolls! Even if It may be difficult, it may be alone. But no matter what, that’s what we do!”

There was a commotion among the house elves.There were many house elves who felt something about Ian's words.

"We will fight to the end!" Ian shouted:

"We will fight in the cellars, we will fight in the corridors, we will fight the trolls in close combat with confidence, we will defend the kitchens at any cost! We will fight beside the ovens, beside the dishes destroyed by the trolls , fighting in the baking room and boiling water room, fighting in the Potions classroom... However, we will never surrender at any time..."

"Never surrender!" Klein shouted first.

Then every house-elf stood up.

Their fighting spirit and determination have been ignited by Ian's words.

"Never surrender!" they shouted in unison.

Every house elf picked up a weapon, some picked up shovels, some picked up pans, some picked up kitchen knives...

Those house elves who couldn't find weapons around them picked up a bag of potatoes. One house elf even took out a potato launcher from nowhere...

"That damn troll wants to destroy everything we hold dear!" Ian pointed at the back of the door and shouted resolutely: "Go ahead! Go and protect our home!"

"Ula!"

A hundred house elves took up arms, at Ian's call.

They were no longer afraid, but bravely walked out of the destroyed kitchen to face the "powerful" troll.

"Captain MacMillan!" Ian shouted among the crowd of house elves.

"Roger, Commander!" Ernie's voice sounded from the side.

"You are responsible for commanding the grenadiers and machine gunners, and leave the rest to me!" Ian said quickly.

"What?" Ernie didn't understand for a moment.

"They are the ones who get the potatoes." Ian explained simply, "You lead them to find the output position, don't hit your own people."

"As ordered!"

……

Soon, in the cellar, Ian finally saw the troll with his own eyes——

It was twelve feet tall, with dull, granite-gray skin, a huge, clumsy body like a giant heap of boulders, with a small head the size of a cocoa bean.Its short legs were thick as tree stumps, and underneath were large, flat, calloused feet.

The smell it gave off was disgusting.At the same time, he was holding a thick wooden stick in his hand. Because its arms were so long, one end of the stick was dragging on the ground.

However, this evil-doing giant may have never thought about what is waiting for him.

A hundred house elves swarmed out of the kitchen and surrounded him in the cellar.

The house elves armed with melee weapons rushed forward bravely and used shovels, pans and kitchen knives to attack the giant's feet crazily.Although these attacks cannot cause much damage to the thick-skinned giant monster.

The troll swung his club, but the house-elf was too nimble to attack his target.

Ian commanded from a distance: "Resist the line, don't let him break through the line, slave rats...ah, melee house elves!"

The house elves led by Captain MacMillan quickly found a suitable location.

Countless potatoes were thrown at the troll's head, but the house elves' accuracy was not very good, and almost no potatoes hit the target.

Especially those house elves carrying potato launchers. They fired multiple potatoes in succession, but they all missed by a hair.

Ian became a little anxious. He turned around and shouted at them: "Machine gunner, move five centimeters to the left!"

"Do your best and don't give the enemy any chance."

The house elves carrying the potato launchers quickly adjusted their positions according to Ian's instructions.

Another series of potatoes was launched in the direction of the giant monster.