Harry wanted to take Ron to apologize to Hermione, but Hermione didn't show up until the end of the next class.
Hermione hadn't been seen all afternoon, so Harry had to put the matter aside.
While heading to the Great Hall for the Halloween party, Harry and Harry overheard Hermione's roommate Parvati Patil talking to her friends about Hermione crying in the women's room.
This made Ron very uncomfortable, especially under Harry's urging, and he felt that he might actually be wrong.
"Let's go to her and apologize later." Ron was not a bad boy, but he still couldn't pass the test of kindness.
Harry nodded, and the two of them discussed going over to apologize after the Halloween party.
When they entered the auditorium, their eyes were instantly filled with colorful Halloween decorations.
A thousand bats fluttered across the walls and ceiling.
Above the dining table, there were also a thousand hovering and flying like low dark clouds.
There are candles flickering in the hollow pumpkin belly, and delicacies appear on the golden plates on the table.
John looked around, picked up a peeled potato and threw it at the back of Neville's head.
"Neville, where's Hermione?"
Neville's head hurt, and he turned around and saw John. After being stunned for a while, he recalled and said, "I heard Parvati Patil say that Hermione was crying in the women's bathroom and no one was comforting her."
"Really? I'd better go find her. She probably won't want to miss such a wonderful banquet."
John felt a little uneasy in his heart. He remembered what Bloody Barrow said.
And he always feels that something will happen today, as if there is a plot here.
[Ding, find Hermione and kill the troll, get any point +1, blessing: Troll Killer]
[Troll Killer: Increased damage to giant creatures]
John was stunned, and then his expression changed.
He remembered that during the Halloween party, a giant monster seemed to run out.
He didn't think Hermione, a little wizard, could deal with a twelve-foot-tall troll with brute strength.
Without much thought, John left the position directly.
Dumbledore, who was tasting the sweet pumpkin cake, saw this scene. His intelligent eyes under his half-moon lenses seemed to be thinking about something.
Not long after John left, Quirrell ran in with a big scarf on his head.
His face was full of horror, and everyone stopped and looked at him.
Quirrell quickly ran to the chair next to Dumbledore, leaned over on the chair, and gasped with shock on his face:
"The troll...in the basement...thought you should know."
His words were sporadic, but he revealed a piece of news.
There are trolls.
After saying this, Quirrell fell to the floor.
The auditorium suddenly became chaotic. Dumbledore presided over the situation and after calming down everyone, ordered the prefects to take the students back to the dormitory.
Harry and Harry were among them, and Ron suspected that the troll was released by Peeves to cause trouble.
But Harry suddenly thought of Hermione.
"Shit, Hermione doesn't know about the trolls yet."
Ron bit his lip, glanced at his prefect brother Percy, and said decisively: "Well, it's best not to let Percy see us."
The two immediately lowered their bodies to reduce their presence and left the team.
Before heading to the women's bathroom, Harry spotted Professor Snape heading towards the fourth floor.
This incident planted seeds of doubt in his heart.
...
On the first floor, the girls' bathroom.
Hermione was crying sadly in the cubicle. She was excellent in all aspects, but she was also a little girl.
Being isolated by her classmates made her sad.
After crying for a while, she felt better.
Sobbing, she came to the sink and washed her face, her eyes still a little red.
"Well, John won't hate me."
She comforted herself that at least she still had John as a friend.
Looking at herself in the mirror, she was lost in thought when there was a knock on the door outside.
Hermione was startled, and there was a tremor in her voice.
"who is it?"
"Hermione are you okay?"
It's John.
He found the women's room and was relieved to hear that Hermione was okay inside.
As he was about to let Hermione open the door, he smelled a foul smell.
The smell was comparable to the turd eggs thrown by the Weasley twins, like smelly socks and an uncleaned public toilet combined.
John almost fainted from the smoke. Looking back, he saw a huge figure in the shadow approaching with a grunt and the sound of heavy feet landing on the ground.
John grabbed the door that was about to open and said seriously to the inside: "Hermione, find a place to hide and don't open the door."
His eyes were fixed on the troll, which was recognized as having a low IQ, but he could not deny the pressure brought by this twelve-foot monster with granite skin.
It seems that the stunted head is like a stone with a cocoa bean on top, and the troll is holding a thick wooden stick in its hand.
John would never doubt whether being hit by this thing or being hit by a Bludger hurt more.
"It was a tough battle today."
Taking a deep breath to calm down, it was the first time for John to face such a big guy, even bigger than Hagrid.
The troll, who was having trouble with his brain, scratched his head in confusion when he saw John. Don't think that this is harmless.
On the contrary, the trolls are now extremely dangerous.
John glanced at the approaching giant monster and moved nervously.
"Come on big man, maybe we should have a really bloody fight."
Licking the corner of his mouth, John's eyes showed a fierce light.
With a flick of his left hand, the wand appeared in his hand and he waved it at the troll.
"Reducto"
The white light hit the giant monster, causing it to retreat in pain, and a fist-sized mark appeared on its skin.
This completely angered the troll, and he roared and swung the stick at John.
John rolled over and dodged, and the wooden stick swept through the women's restroom door, smashing it directly into pieces.
"ah--!"
Hermione screamed, and just as the troll was about to look over, it was hit by John's next spell.
"Come here!"
With a shout, John ran backwards.
The troll chased him without any doubt.
John fought and retreated to attract the troll away from the women's restroom.
...
Harry and Ron arrived at the women's toilet, and their hearts dropped when they saw the horrible toilet door.
"Hermione!"
They ran to the women's room and saw Hermione in the corner.
"It seems the troll didn't get in."
The two of them just breathed a sigh of relief when they heard Hermione's trembling and anxious voice, "John, John has lured the troll away, let's go rescue him quickly."
Even Ron wouldn't care about Hermione at this moment.
Gryffindor did not lack the courage to take risks for his friends, and they chased in the direction of the troll.
...
John calculated the distance and found that it was far enough away from the women's bathroom that it would not affect Hermione.
Stooping forward and rolling to avoid the whizzing wooden stick, John turned around and released the spell without any hesitation.
“Wingardium Leviosa”
The rubble of the wall shattered by the troll's club floated up and hit the troll under the guidance of the wand.
The giant monster was hit in the face and retreated in pain.
John pursued the victory, snatched the sword from the medieval armor's hand, swung the silver light in mid-air, and slashed at the troll's arm holding the wooden club with all his strength.
The blood spurted out and the silver sword dance was as elegant as a waltz under the moonlight.
This blow did not cut off the giant monster's arm, but it also made it painful to hold the stick. The pain stimulated the giant monster and made it more manic.
The troll's attack pattern is as simple as its head, and becomes easier to see through when it becomes manic.
"Reducto"
Using the same trick again, John dodged the sweeping wooden stick and hit the giant monster in the head with a bone-shattering shot, causing it to fall directly.
The sword in his hand swung down and cut off the giant monster's fingers, making it unable to grasp the stick.
Before the wooden stick hit the ground, John used a floating spell to freeze the wooden stick and swing it with all his strength to hit the giant monster, knocking the giant monster away.
"it's over."
Seeing that the troll made no movement after hitting the unfortunate medieval armor, John breathed a sigh of relief.
Stepping forward, he wanted to confirm that this thing was really dead.
As soon as they got close, the three Harrys chased after them.
After seeing the mess, the three little ones opened their mouths wide enough to swallow a potato with the skin on.
"John are you okay?"
Harry yelled.
John looked back, and the giant monster he thought was dead opened his eyes at this moment.
The still intact left hand swung at John, making the three little ones scream.
Instinctively, John swung his sword and collided with that hand.
Ding.
The sword flew out and penetrated into the ceiling. John's right hand was numb and he lost his weapon.
But don't forget, he is a wizard.
The wand in his left hand pierced the giant monster's eye like a poisonous snake before it got up.
Holding the wand, John's face was filled with coldness.
The troll was sentenced to death.
"Reducto"
Even a giant monster can't withstand a blast of shattered bones in his head.
That ridiculous head exploded like a cooked bean.
The extremely unsavory scene made the three little ones a little off-putting.
In fact, they spit it out.
...
