Hogwarts lazy snake

"Harry, Neville, calm down! Reload and fire!"

Harry, Neville, Ron and the others ran wildly in the corridor, trying to dodge the giant monster's club attack. Their hearts were beating like drums, and tension and fear filled their hearts.

His voice was particularly clear in the chaotic scene, giving Harry and others a sense of courage and confidence.

Harry's eyes lit up instantly, and he immediately remembered that it was difficult for him to cast magic in a panic, but they had the Colt given by Horn. While running, he quickly took out his gun and prepared to reload.

Hermione, Ron and Neville also reacted and hurriedly took out their Colts and started loading them.

Every time the giant monster's club fell, they were terrified, and the shaking of the ground seemed to be shocking their nerves.

While Harry, Hermione and the others were still nervously reloading, Draco had already loaded the bullets. His eyes were firm and cold, staring closely at the tall troll.

His finger was firmly on the trigger, ready to shoot. But before shooting, Draco yelled, "Get down!"

This sound not only reminds the friendly forces that you are about to shoot and asks them to be on guard, but also reminds the friendly forces to seize the opportunity to counterattack.

As Draco shouted, the sound echoed in the corridor. Harry and the others immediately understood and fell to the ground. Draco pulled the trigger without hesitation, and the bullet whizzed out and flew straight into the troll's chest that was not covered by anything.

The bullet hit the giant monster instantly, and the giant monster felt a pain in his chest. He lowered his head to look at the source of the pain and found that his chest was bleeding due to these little ants.

The troll was already angry about being disturbed. He was inexplicably brought to this strange place and just wanted to eat something good, but now these ants, which he thought were food, actually hurt him.

Suddenly, a surge of anger surged in his heart. He swung the huge wooden stick in his hand and hammered it towards the ground, not caring whether it hit the small ants or not, just venting his anger.

The giant was tall and mighty, with rough rock-like skin that looked particularly ferocious in the dim light. Its body seemed to be made of huge rocks, and every muscle bulged like a hill, full of terrifying power.

The giant's face was extremely ugly, with a flat nose that looked like it had been hit by a heavy object and tilted to one side. Its two small eyes were deeply sunken in the eye sockets, flashing a fierce red light, like burning charcoal, as if it could burn a person to ashes in an instant. Its mouth was surprisingly large, filled with jagged yellow teeth, with some unknown dirt and blood between its teeth, emitting a disgusting stench.

Horn's heart tightened when he saw the giant monster was enraged. He knew the situation was even more dangerous, but he also knew he couldn't back down. He mobilized his mental power again, preparing to use invisible force to block the giant monster's attack.

"Everyone be careful! Load the bullets and look for an opportunity to shoot!" Horn shouted.

When the troll was hit by Draco's bullet, anger surged in its heart like a surging tide. It let out a deafening roar, the sound seemed to be a roar from the depths of hell, shaking the entire corridor.

The brick joints on the ceiling were shaking violently, and some fine dust and gravel fell down, in danger of falling at any time; stones on the wall fell down one after another, hitting the ground with a dull sound.

The giant swung the huge stick in his hand, which seemed to be a tree uprooted, with a whistling sound. Every time he swung it, it brought a strong airflow, making it almost impossible for people to stand still.

The stick hit the ground, instantly creating a large hole in the hard stone slab, and the broken stones flew everywhere, shooting around like bullets. The walls were vulnerable to the giant's attack and collapsed one after another, revealing the bricks and dust inside.

The giant's footsteps were heavy and powerful, and every step it took caused a deep dent in the ground, as if there was an earthquake. Its anger made it even more violent, and it rushed towards Harry and the others recklessly.

There was only madness and hatred in its eyes, as if it wanted to crush all the little ants that dared to hurt it.

Harry's eyes became firm when he heard Horn's words. He quickly pulled out the Colt from his holster while running. His hands were shaking slightly, but he gritted his teeth and forced himself to calm down.

His brain was working rapidly, recalling the loading steps Horn had taught him, and his fingers were nimbly manipulating the gun, trying to make his movements more accurate and quick.

Ron's face was full of tension, his breathing was rapid, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead. He pulled out the gun in a hurry and almost dropped it on the ground.

He kept muttering, "Damn it, what should I do?"

But he did not give up. He tried to calm himself down and followed Harry's movements to reload.

Neville's eyes were filled with fear, but he also mustered up his courage. He held the gun tightly with both hands, as if it was his only lifeline. His movements were a little clumsy, but he carefully loaded the bullet according to the steps he remembered, and his eyes revealed an unyielding determination.

Carlotta's face was calm, and her body moved quickly. She gritted her teeth and protected Firiel behind her, focusing on reloading, waiting to activate like a hunter.

Hermione seemed relatively calm. She quickly took out her gun and loaded it methodically, as if she was doing a complicated magic experiment.

Harry and the others were ready, looking for an opportunity to counterattack.

Horn attacked the giant with the Colt while observing its movements.

He found that although the troll seemed to be swinging the huge wooden stick around mindlessly, which looked very scary, its large size and weapon also made it a weakness in this aisle that was just big enough to accommodate the troll.

The giant monster's large movements would occasionally bump into the surrounding walls and obstructions, which slightly affected its attack rhythm.

Horn's eyes lit up, and he immediately gave a loud order: "Everyone, pay attention! The giant monster's size is its weakness in this aisle, and its movements will be restricted. Those who have loaded bullets, shoot at the giant monster's hand holding the wooden stick!"

After being shot by Draco, the troll went into a frenzy and became even more manic. Its roar shook the entire corridor, and it swung the wooden stick in its hand even more frantically, as if it wanted to destroy everything around it.

Horn was a little worried. He knew that although the Colt he had used on Harry and the others had extraordinary penetration, the damage was more likely to be done to human-sized targets than to larger monsters. But now he could only give it a try.