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Chapter 17 She's Lucky(2/2)

The hat is useless.

"There is no other way. I can only cast a magic spell to make her escape - but I can't control the strength."

Harry looked at Ron: "Ron, didn't you tell the professors?"

Harry shook his head: "No, she is in the bathroom, it's just... the situation may be a little bad."

With a sword in his right hand, he slashed towards the giant monster's wrist, almost breaking the bones.

Only Quirrell, who immediately noticed that Harry's breathing was stable, looked directly past Harry and looked at the troll lying behind him at the door of the bathroom, holding his heart and sobbing.

Harry had no expression on his face, pulled out his hat, and shook it in disgust: "It was too noisy, so I threw it away. Professor McGonagall, could you please use the cleaning spell? I haven't learned that spell yet."

curse."

Harry rolled again and slapped his hand on the ground.

Harry stepped forward, slashed with the momentum, and arced to the place where the seal was burning, and cut out another piece of flesh.

The giant roared, and the skin entangled in flames became visibly fragile to the naked eye.

Hermione was startled and was about to say something else, but Harry had already walked out completely.

There was sudden movement at the bathroom door, and an otter's little head poked out. The world outside was so exciting that she couldn't help but want to poke her head in to check.

"Alder!"

The troll was barely affected.

The giant monster's life breath poured out and was finally drained away.

Mag felt that his eyes were completely dark. He took off his glasses and rubbed his eyes painfully: "Okay, okay, Mr. Potter, please let me slow down."

"Potter!" Professor McGonagall saw Harry and noticed that he was covered in blood. She shouted in shock and almost lost her breath.

The troll was in pain - Harry took the opportunity to wave his wand and cast Transfiguration. The stick slipped from the hands of the dirty monster like silk. He waved the wand again and it flew around, entangled in the troll's hands.

foot, and the other end flew into Harry's hand.

it works.

The giant monster felt pain and stomped down hard.

Professor McGonagall was about to wave her wand.

Flames gush out from his palms and wrap around the giant monster like gold - this is a seal that directly releases flames. When the skill reaches a certain level, the firepower becomes more powerful and can burn through the enemy's armor.

Blood surged out, covering Harry's face.

Ron thought thoughtfully - could this be Harry's habit? Before attacking the enemy, he must first hit his friendly forces to boost his morale?

"The troll and I were fighting fiercely, and she suddenly stuck her head out to watch the fun. The troll was attracted to her and wanted to attack her." Harry explained, "Let her stay away, she can't move."

The more height and flesh you have, the more advantage you will have.

"The professor is here, you lie down here while I go out." Harry stood up.

Harry ignored it, took off his hat, and threw it aside - he had failed to cook the witcher potion, and the other potions he had learned so far could not support him in this battle.

Harry continued to shake his head: "No, she was hit by me."

But the other witchers still insisted that Harry would not be allowed to travel until he was twenty years old.

Harry waved his hand: "He's dead, don't worry, it's okay."

It turned its head, looked at Hermione, opened its mouth and roared.

"Are you so pushy?"

Harry gritted his teeth. At this moment, he finally understood why, even though he had outstanding physical fitness, he passed the Trial of Green Grass early and survived the mutation.

"Igni!"

Ron shrank his neck: "Oh...that, I forgot."

"Igni!"

"Now you guys do well, please get me out. I really can't stand it anymore. The trolls really stink."

She was seriously injured by the Alder Seal.

Harry yelled: "Shut up! Hermione is still in the bathroom."

Ron stood behind Snape, winking at him, his face full of worry, as if he was hinting something.

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