Chapter 17 She is lucky

The sword of Gryffindor is extremely sharp.

Ogre oil also works.

Even if his strength is still weak due to his age, he can still cut open the giant monster's tough skin, cut out a whole piece of flesh, and throw it to the ground in a bloody mess.

Let this stupid thing roar in anger, raise the wooden stick high, and hit Harry hard.

Whispering wind!

Harry rolled over and passed under the troll's crotch, and the wooden stick hit the ground where he was just now, sending up a burst of smoke, gravel, and the floor was cracked.

"Alder!"

Harry raised his hand. Since "Axis" doesn't work, let's change it to another one.

But this seal, which had the power to knock away two hundred kilograms of Uncle Fennon, only made the troll stagger, and the wound on his leg was further torn, and blood was pouring out.

Ald, who has always been successful, also fell short of his standard.

died.

Harry let out a breath and walked to the bathroom with his sword in hand.

"As long as you are not dead, Madam Pomfrey can be saved." The Sorting Hat continued to suggest "sincerely", "The troll's attack has no magical effect."

You can grind this thing to death, or drag it to the professor.

The Sorting Hat said weakly: "It's no use. I'm immune to the curse. I can only wash it with my hands. Potter, you have to do it."

The seal was not aimed at the troll, but with Hermione as its main target. The majestic magic power could hardly hit the troll, but it was enough to knock Hermione away.

"I briefly checked her injuries."

Professor McGonagall did not defend Harry. At this moment, she and Snape were united, staring at him closely with serious, relieved, and fearful eyes.

Under the corpse of the troll, a muffled voice sounded: "Yes, hat, I can testify."

This is called luck?!

No such serious injury has ever occurred on the Quidditch pitch at Hogwarts.

"Where is Miss Granger?" Mag was stunned, looked at the troll body, and her heart began to rise again, "Isn't she also in the troll body..."

Professor McGonagall's face turned green, and she looked at the Sorting Hat, which was suppressed by the troll and soaked in blood, with only a pointed hat showing.

"Arden!"

"It's just that I wasn't very lucky. I happened to encounter a troll and blocked the bathroom door, so I had to kill it."

Harry's eyes widened and he cursed secretly.

"Harry, you are a wizard, not a warrior." The Sorting Hat, who was stepped on by a troll, muttered, "Get rid of it quickly, damn foot odor, oh, it's so disgusting!"

Hermione opened her eyes in confusion: "Oh...Harry, I...am I dead?"

Snape sneered.

Arden is useless.

boom--

"Alder!"

Snape calmed down and looked carefully to make sure Harry was not telling lies. He gritted his teeth and said, "Potter, what the hell are you doing!"

"Professor, I'm fine, I'm not even hurt." Harry said softly, comforting the two professors, "All the blood is from the troll."

Sawdust and gravel were flying everywhere, and Hermione was lying in it, full of meat and vegetables, and eating an Alder Sign was not something she could easily bear, but it was better than being hit on the head with a stick by a troll.

"When Quirrell..." Harry glanced at Quirrell, "Professor Quirrell said that trolls appeared in the underground classroom, I immediately thought of Hermione."

The breath of life is still there.

Outside the corridor, footsteps came hurriedly, and a large area——

He saw hope.

He took out his wand and held it in his left hand.

Another sword!

The troll was struggling desperately, twisting on the ground, trying to throw Harry off, but... it was useless. Even if he was young now, he was still a witcher.

Really are…

Lilac runes appear on the ground. This seal can form a small-scale magic trap. Enemies who step into it will be slowed down and become dull.

The fire snake surged, wrapped around the giant monster's body, and spread toward its neck.

Crunch——

The situation is urgent, and the ability of a demon hunter is engraved in his bones, but now he has more than just the power of a demon hunter.

Snape's expression suddenly changed and he quickened his pace.

"Oh, you little brat!" shouted the Sorting Hat, "where did you leave me? This is the bathroom door."

"Harry, this is..." Professor McGonagall couldn't hold it back and raised her hands to hold her chest.

Um?

Professor McGonagall was confused.

"Perhaps, you should run away now. Its calf is injured and it may not be able to catch you." The Sorting Hat suggested, "Escape is not failure, you have already held it back."

Harry spat, raised his hand, and surrounded himself with a pale golden magic shield - this was the Quen Seal, forming a magic barrier to protect himself.

"Oh, troll, I saw a troll!" Hermione finally woke up and shouted in fear.

She was hungry for a long time and cried for a long time. In addition to crying out her emotions and tears, she also cried out all her strength.

Outside the bathroom, Ron led McGonagall, Snape and Professor Quirrell. In other words, it would be more appropriate for him to be led.

"She was hit by a troll?" Professor McGonagall's face turned pale.

Harry was startled.

The giant fell.

"My left hand was fractured and at least three ribs were broken, but luckily I didn't hurt my neck..."

Harry kept his balance and stabbed with the third sword.

The giant monster raised the stick high and was about to smash it down——

Harry raised his hand.

Harry took a long stride, stepped on the troll's thigh, jumped on the troll's back, aimed at the neck, clenched his hands, and stabbed hard with his sword.

The giant monster howled in pain.

Harry sneered: "I can't wait to throw you into the toilet and let you calm down for a while - if I didn't have time to do it now."

There was no time to think about the reason.

"Okay." Harry sighed, "Professor, let me explain briefly. During the dinner, Ron and I noticed that Hermione was not here. Maybe it was because Ron made Hermione angry, and she stayed there all the time.

Crying in the bathroom on the first floor."

The otter girl fell unconscious on the ground.

at this time--

And it's very effective.

Together with the door, it flew out and hit the bathroom wall hard.

Hermione stared blankly at the ferocious monster coming towards her. She wanted to cry, but there were no tears left: "I...I can't move."

Harry clicked his tongue in disgust.

The giant monster pricked up its ears and thought with its unintelligent little head. The human in front of it was slippery and it couldn't be hit by itself. It would be better to bully the new human.

"Not yet." Harry held down Hermione's head to stop her from struggling to sit up. "Don't move now. If you move again, it will be faster."

The troll stick fell.

As he spoke, he raised his hand.

Magic power surged and hit the giant monster, but the effect was still weak, and it only swayed slightly - but that was enough. Harry gritted his teeth and pulled at the silk in his hand.

"The savior is addicted?"

"Let Ron inform you, and I'll come and take Hermione away."

"Get in!" Harry growled.

This is the best opportunity.

"There's something going on at Hogwarts. There are so many professors who can't be counted on, but why do you, a first-year wizard, need to step up?"

"Hermione, Hermione, wake up." Harry pushed her gently.
To be continued...