Hogwarts Raven's Claw

Chapter 24 The Hunt Begins

"Hey, look who's this?" Mike slowly approached Hermione, "Oh! A little cat."

Hermione heard Mike's voice but did not respond. Instead, she quickly turned her head away so that Mike could not see her face. At the same time, she wiped her face with her hands, trying to prevent Mike from noticing that she had just cried.

When Mike saw Hermione's posture, he couldn't help but think of his daughter in his previous life. He thought that Tracy looked like this when she was wronged.

"Whoever bullies you, I'll kick their ass right now." Mike handed over a handkerchief, "Don't keep rubbing your eyes with your hands. It's bad for your eyes. You don't want to wear big glasses like Harry, do you? That won't look good."

Listening to Mike's gentle words, Hermione felt that the tears that she had held back with great difficulty began to flow again.

"They all hate me!"

Mike put a hand on Hermione's back and patted her gently. The child was crying so excitedly that she coughed.

"It's okay. You still have me. I will always be your friend."

Hearing the sound, Hermione turned around and threw herself into Mike's arms, crying loudly. Her tears and snot soon soaked Mike's robe on his chest.

Mike held the crying Hermione in his arms, patted her back gently, and kept repeating the words he used to coax his daughter in his previous life.

It took a long time for Hermione to stop crying, but she did not leave Mike's arms. She buried her face in Mike's chest and said in a muffled voice:
"Am I particularly annoying?"

"Who said that? Tell me who said that and I'll kick his ass right now."

“No one says that to me, I just feel that way.”

The poor girl is still protecting her friend, fearing that Mike will really kick Ron's ass.

Mike is very good at coaxing children. He has accumulated a lot of experience in his previous life. He can coax Hermione to stop crying with just a few words.

"Well, today is Halloween! Let's go to the hall." Mike took Hermione's hand, "You've shed a lot of tears today, you must eat more later."

Hermione hit Mike in annoyance, but did not refuse Mike's hand holding.

Mike took Hermione around the castle. Hermione didn't pay attention at first, but after a while, she finally noticed something unusual.

"This doesn't look like the way to the hall, does it?"

"Really? Maybe I remembered it wrongly."

Mike treated Hermione casually, which was also part of his plan.

He took Hermione with him to find the troll, and after finding it, he immediately asked Hermione to find the professor while he dealt with the troll alone.

In this way, even if he cannot defeat the giant monster, he can delay time and wait for the professors to come for support, which is like an insurance policy.

Hermione didn't doubt him and was led forward by Mike.

Finally, after turning a corner, a 3-meter-tall humanoid monster appeared in front of the two.

"Go find the professor for help, I'll stop him here." Mike let go of Hermione's hand.

"No! You have to come with me!"

"We can't let it wander around the castle, go!"

Mike said to the loud Hermione in a commanding tone.

Hermione's eyes became red again, startled by Mike's harsh tone, but she didn't let the tears fall. Instead, she turned and ran towards the hall.

Mike watched Hermione disappear around the corner, turned around and faced the troll in front of him. The black blackthorn wood wand had already appeared silently in his hand.

The hunt begins!

Mike loved hunting in his previous life. He had been to Africa to hunt large animals such as lions and rhinos, and knew very well the tricks to deal with these large creatures.

"Stand still with your legs stiff!"

A leg-locking spell accurately hit the troll's right leg. To deal with such large creatures, one must find a way to slow down their movement speed.

Because you can't kill them with one blow, and they will usually become more ferocious after being injured, and by then you will definitely not be able to outrun the giant on your own two legs.

The giant monster who was studying the door of the women's restroom was seen twitching violently on his right leg after being hit by the leg-locking curse, but it did not close with his left leg. He had just forcibly broken free from the leg-locking curse.

Just as the troll was scratching his head wondering why his leg was cramping, two more leg-locking spells hit his right leg.

This time, under the effect of two leg-locking spells, its right leg finally fit together with its normal left leg at a strange angle.

Mike even heard a cracking sound, and he was sure it was the sound of a broken bone.

The troll roared in pain, and with a sound similar to a lion's roar, the troll fell down.

The fallen troll finally discovered Mike, the little bug that caused him severe pain.

It endured the pain, used both hands and its intact left foot interchangeably, and approached Mike at an unscientifically fast speed.

Mike immediately started running to the side, continuously casting obstacle spells as he ran.

This kind of moving casting and hitting a moving target requires superb shooting skills, and a normal wizard will most likely miss the target.

But Mike is different. In his previous life, he was a well-known sharpshooter in the industry.

The twisted and crawling giant was getting slower and slower, and it would roar every time an obstacle fell on it.

The way it moved now was very harmful to its right leg, and almost every time it twisted, a sharp pain would come from its right leg.

Gradually, under the numerous obstacle spells that Mike kept casting, the troll's movement speed was reduced to a level almost the same as Mike's running speed.

Seeing this, Mike stopped casting Obstacles and instead used Rapid Imprisonment, a spell that could imprison the entire body of a creature.

As one restraining spell after another fell on the troll's two arms, the troll finally stopped.

Its hands were tied tightly behind its back, and it let out an unwilling roar as it looked at Mike who was still reinforcing the spell not far away from it.

After confirming that the troll could not break free in a short period of time, Mike came to the troll, panting heavily. The movement and spellcasting just now consumed a lot of his physical strength.

The giant monster in front of it was still roaring, and as it roared, a stench a thousand times more disgusting than that of a women's restroom that had not been cleaned for years rushed into Mike's nostrils.

Mike almost vomited from the smell and quickly pinched his nose.

The giant monster looked very miserable at this time, with his right leg still tightly attached to his left leg and twisted in a weird posture.

During the crawling process just now, the broken bone in the right leg had already pierced the flesh, leaving a huge wound on the right leg. Blood was flowing like a stream, and soon formed a large pool of bright red on the ground.

Looking at the troll in front of him that was in a miserable state and still roaring at him, Mike raised his right hand holding the magic wand, aimed it at the troll's wide mouth and cast his most powerful spell at the moment.

"The flames are blazing!"

A red and yellow flame gushed out from the tip of the blackthorn wood wand, instantly engulfing the troll's huge head.

The flames poured into the troll's open mouth, burning its mouth and throat.

The giant monster struggled in pain and let out constant cries of pain from his mouth.

But the more it opened its mouth, the more flames rushed into its throat.

Mike controlled the flames and moved forward step by step. With the help of the Greed Necklace on his chest, he could clearly feel the magic power in his body flowing from his whole body to his wand.

But in this process, some magic power will break away from the main flow of magic power and eventually dissipate into the air.

Mike tried hard to control the scattered magic power and let it flow into the wand along with the large group. This magic power was extremely difficult to control and Mike felt like his head was about to explode with pain.

At this moment, the Greed Necklace on his chest emitted a burst of coolness, alleviating the pain and bringing it to a range that Mike could accept.

As more and more magic power was controlled to enter the wand, the flame burning the troll began to gradually change color.

Eventually the flames changed from red and yellow to a bright yellow that was close to white.

This bright yellow flame was extremely powerful. In just a few seconds, the damage it caused to the giant monster was greater than the total damage caused by the previous red and yellow flames.

Soon the troll stopped making any sound. Mike continued to burn for a while out of concern, and only stopped releasing the fire spell when he was sure that the troll was dead.

Mike won this hunt!
(End of this chapter)