Hogwarts Shippuden

The scene in the toilet was terrifying. An ugly monster with a height of four meters was standing in the middle of the toilet.

Its skin was dull, as gray as granite, and its massive body was like a huge rock, with a small, bald head, the size of a coconut, on top.

Its short legs are as thick as tree stumps, with large flat, thick, calloused feet underneath.

The odor it gave off was disgusting.

Hermione huddled in the corner opposite the troll, as if she might faint at any moment.

Although Hannah was also terrified, she still tightly guarded the little beaver behind her.

The troll was closing in on the two of them, knocking the pool away from the wall as it went.

Because the scene was so critical, Harry desperately grabbed a metal faucet and smashed it hard at the back of the troll's head to get its attention.

Fortunately, the troll's head wasn't very bright, and Harry's clumsy method worked a little, and it stopped a few steps away from both Hermione and Hannah.

Of course, in this case, the danger is all transferred to both Harry and Ron.

The troll turned awkwardly, blinking silly little eyes to see what was making the sound.

Its ugly little eyes caught sight of Harry, and it hesitated, then walked towards Harry, raising the stick in its hand.

Ron remembered some little tricks that a certain Professor Dumbledore had taught them some time ago.

He yelled anxiously at Harry at the toilet door, "Lie down! Hold your breath and play dead!"

Glancing at the incoming troll, Harry knew that his two short legs would definitely not be able to outrun the troll.

Although he still has doubts about the method Kyle taught before, he can only be a living horse doctor now.

He was the closest to the troll, and there was a way out, but he couldn't get past it.

Lie down, hold your breath, play dead, and do it all in one go.

The troll's scorching snort hit Harry, and Harry, whose eyes were tightly closed, almost couldn't help but jump up.

Fortunately, the troll finally moved its head away from Harry.

It passed Harry and looked at Ron, the stupid groundhog who was still blocking the toilet door and pelting stones at it.

The stone that Ron threw was not very harmful, but it was extremely insulting. It roared again and began to approach Ron.

At this point, Harry did a very brave but very stupid thing.

He jumped forward sharply, wrapping his arms around the troll's neck from behind, intending to give the troll a cross.

As a result, Harry found that the strength of his two hands was not enough to move the troll at all, and he could only hang it on the back of the troll's neck in a very awkward position.

Anytime Harry had a knife in his hand, he could give the troll a deadly backstab.

Too bad he didn't.

All he could do was use his short but incompetent little broken stick, pointing to the wand, to give the troll a nasopharyngeal swab nucleic acid test.

When Kyle arrived at the scene, he saw such a funny scene:

The troll with a wand in his nostril roared in pain, twisting and waving the stick in his hand, trying to shake Harry off behind him.

Out of the desire to survive, Harry, who was hanging from the back of his neck, could only hug it tightly.

And Ron, who didn't even know the floating spell, stood by.

He was trying to make himself extremely angry, and then hit a punch that could penetrate a fifty-meter-thick steel plate with violent magic, killing the troll alive.

Earth Escape · Earth Flow Wall!

Before the troll's stick was about to crush the two little witches to death, a huge earthen wall rose out of nowhere and protected them in time.

Kyle's hands kept forming marks, and in an instant, it was another move, turning the land under the troll's feet into a big mess,

Let the bulky troll sink half of his body into it.

Kyle rushed to the front of the two little witches whose legs were already frightened, picked one up in one hand, and took them both out of the dangerous women's toilet in a blink of an eye.

As for Harry... let him hug the troll for a while, he looks like he likes getting up close and personal with the troll.

Maybe Harry can write a book called "Walking with the Trolls" or something.

Kyle squatted down and checked the situation of the two little witches. Fortunately, no skin injuries were found, but they were just too frightened.

After confirming that the two were not injured, Kyle took out his wand and turned around and went back to the toilet.

After a while, Kyle's shouts came from the toilet.

"Gold gilt wow open Ya cool crack!"

The next thing that sounded in the toilet was the loud noise of some kind of heavy object falling to the ground, and the nausea and retching of a certain savior.

"vomit!"

"Don't spit on me!" Kyle's voice sounded full of disgust.

After a while, Kyle reappeared at the toilet door with Harry covered in blood.

After Kyle let go, Harry lay on the floor in the hallway, retching again.

The other three people in the corridor outside were also stunned when they saw Harry's blood-soaked appearance, their brains seemed to have shut down, and their mouths were open.

Kyle explained lightly, "He's fine, it's all troll blood."

As soon as he got back to the toilet, he pulled Harry off the back of the troll with the water whip.

The stupid troll was stuck in the muddy swamp, unable to move, and the more it struggled, the deeper it sank.

Kyle just used a divine edge and no shadow, and easily beheaded the troll who couldn't resist.

Shenfeng Wuying is the most attacking magic that Kyle currently masters.

But it has a disadvantage that it is easy to make the scene too bloody, such as now.

There was a chaotic sound of footsteps in the distance, and at this time the professors finally arrived.

Professor McGonagall arrived first, followed by Snape, and Quirrell last.

The older cat girl's heart was tightened when she saw Harry who was covered in blood and vomited to the ground.

"Do not!"

The scream was terrible, and Kyle never dreamed that Professor McGonagall would make such a shrill sound.

Professor McGonagall stumbled towards Harry, who was on the ground.

Harry raised his hand weakly when she put her ear to Harry's chest to hear if the Savior classmate was still beating.

"Professor McGonagall, I'm still alive."

Only then did Professor McGonagall turn from sadness to joy, and she hurriedly checked Harry's injuries.

Snape breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and then he glanced at the door behind the little wizards——

The bloody smell of the big stocks is coming out continuously from the inside.

Quirrell followed Snape into the toilet, only glancing at the troll's headless corpse before letting out a weak sob and sitting on a toilet, clutching his chest tightly.

Snape gave him a sneering look.

Quirrell's sadness was too superficial, like an untalented actor, St. Peters could see it at a glance.

In the outer hallway, after confirming that all the blood on Harry's body came from trolls, and there were only a few minor scratches to deal with, Professor McGonagall finally calmed down.

Quickly checking the condition of the troll's body, Snape, who came out of the toilet, gave a certain little devil who was still comforting the little girl with a pressing gaze.

The magic that Kyle used to kill the troll would not admit that he was killed. At that time, Kyle lied about Dumbledore's words and lied to him.