days at Hogwarts

Chapter 48 Red-haired Weasley

In order to fit the atmosphere of Halloween, the decorations in the castle were enchanted, and the lights and candlesticks on the road were all extinguished.

The entire first floor is still shrouded in dark clouds, with flashes of lightning and slightly exaggerated thunder, like a poor-quality theater stage.

There is a small aisle on the side of the corridor, and at the end of the aisle is the toilet.

There was a sound of fine footsteps, and the three of Loren ran into the aisle side by side in small steps, and rushed to the outside of the toilet.

Ron sobbed faintly from inside.

Loren breathed a sigh of relief and caught up, but the troll hadn't arrived yet.

Hermione looked guilty: "Go and call Ron out, let's go back as soon as possible."

Harry pushed open the toilet's wooden door, and the aged loose leaves creaked.There was also some urgency in Harry's heart, and within a few words, Harry pulled Ron out.

Ron's nose was red, and he was a little afraid to look at Loren and Hermione.He blamed himself a little, and blamed himself, which made his friends come to look for it specially.

Several people nodded and walked outside without saying much.

"Roar!!!"

A howl made the four of Loren take back their steps.

Why so unlucky?

Ron felt as if something was strangling his neck, and breathing began to struggle.

Bang started outside!boom!boom!The troll's footsteps, just by hearing the sound, one can imagine what a huge monster the troll is.

Hermione unconsciously leaned beside Loren, holding onto his sleeve robe tightly.

"The troll is in the corridor!" Harry paled with fright.

"Go back to the toilet and hide, and wait for the troll to go to other places through the corridor." Loren groaned secretly, planning to drag it until the professors rushed over.

There was a backbone in the panic, which made the rest of the people feel more at ease.The four retreated to the toilet, locked the door and leaned together, holding their breath and daring not to speak.

bang~

boom.

boom!

The dull footsteps of the troll became more and more clear, and it entered the corridor from the corridor.

Cold sweat began to break out on Ron's forehead, and Loren felt Hermione trembling next to him.

The troll is almost out the door!

"Hide in the compartment." Loren commanded, pressing his voice.

The four of them tiptoed into the innermost compartment and stared at the toilet door through a crack.

Whoa!

The wooden door panel was kicked into pieces like a toy, and a flat, callused big foot appeared at the door.

Accompanied by a disgusting stench, Loren and the others saw a real troll for the first time.

The skin was dull and gray as granite.The troll has a huge body with a small bald head like a coconut and long arms.

The little wizard is like a toy in front of it.

The sense of oppression brought by the huge size made several people feel that their heartbeats were being choked, and they would die if they were touched. They all thought so in their hearts.

The giant monster's eyes were covered with scarlet bloodshot eyes, very ferocious.It seemed to have some purpose, and walked towards a row of compartments, waving the wooden stick in its hand horizontally.

"Squat down and run!"

Loren roared loudly, kicked open the door of the compartment in an instant, and pulled several people to escape.

An entire row of compartments had been chipped, and pieces of wood were strewn about.

Several people leaned against the wall against the giant monster, with a distance of five or six meters between the two sides.

"Roar!!!" The troll stared straight at Harry and opened his mouth to roar.

"【Wingardim Leviosa】"

Loren quickly tried towards the wooden stick in the troll's hand, but the Levitating Charm didn't respond at all, and the wooden stick was still firmly held in the troll's hand.

"【All Petrochemical】"

"[Torn apart]"

Harry and Hermione also shot quickly, and the light of the spell hit the troll's thick skin without any effect.

The giant monster slowly approached several people, and they were enveloped in a sense of powerlessness, which made people feel a little desperate.

"[The door opens]" Loren tried his most powerful spell, but it still didn't work.

Recalling the teaching of Flamel in the duel class, Loren changed his strategy.

"[Flaming Flame]" He poured all the strength of every part of his body into this spell.

Crimson flames rose and rolled over the surrounding floor.The fire wave from the edge rolled on the troll's skin, burning it back, blocking the troll's progress.

The four of Loren could feel the heat wave coming to their faces.Loren smiled weakly, he was not as tired as he used to cast the spell all afternoon.

"Great job—" Several people were not happy yet.

The flame quickly converged and dissipated.

The floors and corridors of Hogwarts had special defenses, and spells would not work to their full potential.

"Oops!" The unfinished admiration turned into a cry of despair.

Loren was a little out of strength, his eyes were distracted, and his lips were twitching.

What else, what else?

Flamel's teachings flashed over and over in his mind, and he found in despair that none of the techniques worked.

"【Wingardim Leviosa】"

"【Fire Flame】"

Hermione's crisp voice sounded, and Loren's approach inspired her.Using the Levitation and Fire spells one after another, the surrounding broken boards are suspended, and a fiery flame rises, surrounding the troll so that the troll cannot get close.

The fireball floats in the air, the convective wind is rolled up by the heat wave, the little witch's hair is flying, her robes are fluttering, and the fiery red light is reflected on her fair face, shining brilliantly.

The flames make the troll keep retreating, this time it is really effective to retreat the enemy.The troll was very bulky, and when they retreated to the corridor, Loren and the others could escape from another direction.

Several boys looked at Hermione's heroic figure waving a wand with one hand.

"Long live Granger!" Ron couldn't help shouting, he relaxed, his hands clenched into fists, trembling unconsciously.

Well, well, he thought to himself.

Loren and Harry took a breath.

The two also joined in, using the levitation spell and the flames to force the troll out.

The flames circled the troll, shaking it now and then.The troll backed away, backed up, growing impatient, and roared as he exited the toilet.

"Roar!"

The troll swung his club and hit the fire ball flying in the air. With a "bang", sparks scattered.

Several heartbeats missed a beat, and Hermione and Loren operated the Levitation Charm to make the fire ball hover more flexibly, dodge the stick, and force back the troll.

Puffs of fire took off and circled, and things seemed to be steadily improving.The surrounding wood blocks flew up piece by piece and were ignited until there were fewer and fewer firewood that could be ignited on the ground.

Hermione quickly discovered the problem, and her tone was urgent: "No, there won't be enough wooden blocks if this continues!"

They are still in the middle of the aisle now, and the wood blocks will be consumed when they burn in the air, and they will be consumed when they are hit by trolls.The remaining number is not enough to maintain the corridor, and they are still trapped in this corridor.

Despair shrouded the four of them again. Sweat was secreting from their faces and backs. It was unknown whether it was because of the flames or fear.

No one spoke, Hermione pressed her mouth together and waved her wand.Now I can only pray that the professors arrive as soon as possible.

As the flames rose, as the floating fireballs became smaller, the last few boards flew up, and the sparse flames separated the troll from Loren and the others.

The troll's retreat gradually slowed down.

"Roar!!!"

Even though the troll had no brains, it felt that there were fewer fireballs. It waved its giant stick wantonly to disperse these fireballs, and walked towards several people.

Ron was shaking with fear, almost unable to stand still, if he hadn't been to the toilet, he thought he would pee.

The snot is coming out of Ron's red nose, why, he is a burden, a waste, the most worthless one in the family, already like this, why should I encounter such a thing.

Obviously he can't do anything, but he has to watch his friends die with him.

He was really scared, really afraid that his friend would die in front of him.

Harry is the savior, how could he die because of me!

"run!"

Ron yelled hoarsely, his nose and tears streaming down together.

He rushed at the troll, trying to attract its attention and send some of his friends away.

"Come on, you bastard!"

The stench permeating the troll's body was roasted by the flames into another kind of burnt smell.

It's just that Ron couldn't notice anything now, and the red-haired Weasley kicked the troll's feet like a lunatic. He wanted to cause a little damage to the troll.

The fists and feet hit the giant monster's thick skin, like hammering some kind of stone, but it had no effect at all.

Ron was quickly lifted by the troll, kicked out, hit the wall, and fell down.

He curled up into a ball, clutching his stomach and motionless, ho, the pain was so painful that he couldn't make a sound, and bright red blood flowed out of his mouth.

Even if you fight with your life, you still can't do anything, you're a waste...