Everyday Players at Hogwarts..

Chapter 146 The troll is on the fifth floor!
Time, 6:30, on the fifth floor of Hogwarts Castle, Ryan faded into the air, sighing at this magical scene.

In the original world line, Quirrell put the troll in the basement, but he climbed all the way to the girls' bathroom on the second floor. Such a big target did not cause any movement.

Although there are also reasons why the Halloween dinner is too busy and too loud.

But this time, Ryan injected a curse into the troll that could not kill the little wizard, to prevent any unlucky guy from losing his life.

In this case, even if the little wizard was hit by a troll, he would probably break a few bones and just go to the school doctor's office and lie down overnight.

At the same time, in order for the villain Troll to go to the theater prepared by Ryan, the boys' bathroom on the fifth floor. Ryan's curse also added the idea of ​​going up, and this idea disappeared when it climbed to the fifth floor.

The most amazing thing is that even if it was moved to the 5th floor, no one noticed it after such a long time. I am speechless.

After the troll arrives on the fifth floor, Ryan won't need to guide everything that follows. The strongest smell, and the thing that attracts the troll the most, is naturally the original fragrance of the toilet.

Wait, we need to add a magic spell to Crabbe to prevent him from collapsing. Now that the troll is coming, he should stop.

So, on the other side, Crabbe, who was sitting on the toilet in the bathroom, suddenly found that his stomach, which had been churning since the Defense Against the Dark Arts class, finally stopped.

"Crabbe, are you there?" Goyle's voice came from outside the door, and there was a strong knock on the door.

"I'm here, Goyle. Did you and Draco bring me something to eat?" Crabbe said, stroking his cold sweat. At the same time, he was secretly glad that his stomach had returned to normal. He had just flushed the dirty things out, and now he only used Wearing pants.

"Hurry up, Crabbe, there's a troll in the basement. Let's go upstairs in a moment to avoid encountering the troll." Goyle said eagerly.

"I can't stand up," Crabbe said with a tearful voice.

At the same time, Draco also arrived on the fifth floor. He smelled a strong stench. He had to cheer up. This was the smell of Krabra all afternoon. He couldn't be so unlucky as a troll. He walked towards the bathroom. .

On the other side, Ron, who had already reached the fourth floor, raised his hand, "Can you smell something?" Harry sniffed, and a stench penetrated his nostrils. It was a kind of smelly socks and no one had ever smelled it. The smell of cleaning public toilets mixed together.

Then they heard a low grunting sound and the sound of huge feet dragging along the ground.

Ron noticed that at the end of a passage on the left, a huge creature was moving towards them.

They quickly retreated into the darkness and watched as it slowly walked into the moonlight.

"It's heading to the fifth floor, in the direction Malfoy was just now!" Harry said in a low voice, horrified.

"Hey, Harry, could that troll be put in by some wizard who hates Death Eaters and even his family, so he follows Malfoy all the time." Ron said wisely, trying to suppress his fear in this regard. .

"The troll must be going to the bathroom, it stinks so much, and the key is in the keyhole, we can lock it in." Harry murmured.

Ever since, from Harry and Ron's perspective, the troll stopped by the bathroom door and peered inside. It swung its long ears, made a decision with its little head, then lowered its head and slowly entered the room.

"Harry, you're so—" Ron looked at Harry in admiration and quickly shut his mouth mid-sentence, realizing that now was a good time to implement Harry's previous plan.

They sidled toward the open door, their mouths dry, hoping the troll wouldn't suddenly burst out. Harry leaped, grabbed the key, and slammed the door shut, locking it firmly. "It's done!"

Their faces flushed with excitement at their success, and they began to run back along the passage.

"Wait a minute, Ron, the bathroom, Crabbe disappearing, Malfoy's unusual behavior." Harry grabbed Ron and said.

"So, Draco Malfoy and Crabbe are-" Ron said in horror.

On the other side, Crabbe, who finally stood up after a lot of hard work, pushed open the door, hung his whole body on Goyle, and said, "Where is Draco?"

"He? He must be hiding in the lounge now, just like he left us with Dursley before." Goyle said gloomily.

"Gregory, what are you talking about? Vincent, this smell on you - no, we have to leave quickly." Draco suddenly appeared behind them and said in his drawn-out tone , however, when he asked Vincent, that is, Crabbe, something smelled wrong, he suddenly realized what the smell he had smelled before was.

"Leave, wouldn't it be better for us to hide here?" Gower was moved at first, and then asked doubtfully.

"Damn, come on, Vincent Crabbe, are you weak? Wait, let's hide." Draco wanted to pull the two of them to escape quickly, but Crabbe could no longer walk.

Then, he discovered that the smell similar to the dung bomb he had smelled before was getting stronger and stronger, and his already pale face became even whiter, like the ghost of Bloody Barrow.

He quickly pulled the two people who were still in the same place and entered a bathroom next to Crabbe, making a gesture to keep them quiet.

I have to say that although Crabbe and Goyle are stupid, have pot heads, and look stupid, they are very obedient at critical moments.

Malfoy took a deep breath, thankful that he had remembered not to enter the compartment that Crabbe had used in the afternoon at the critical moment.

No, even the smell next door - no, it's also mixed with another smell, the smell of dung bombs! ——Troll!
The thumping footsteps got closer and closer, and then "Squat down!" Malfoy suddenly shouted, and Goyle and Crabbe squatted down obediently (although it wouldn't matter if they didn't squat down, because of the existence of Ryan's spell, this kind of Only fatal attacks, trolls will stop when they are about to defeat them).

A wooden stick brushed against Crabbe's hair. At the same time, the partitions of several stalls were also destroyed, and a light yellow liquid spurted out from the broken toilet pipes.

After Draco squatted down, he rolled to the side. At this time, his ferocity was aroused. A lowly creature, he almost hurt the noble Malfoy and his friends!

"Stand still!" Draco Malfoy grinned ferociously. However, the troll's thick skin not only allowed him to resist blows, but also gave him extremely high magic resistance. The troll did not move at all, but it still felt the impact. The burning pain at the base of my thigh came from the wooden stick in the hand of the little man next to me.

"Stand stiff and stop dead!"

"Stand still!" Although Crabbe and Goyle are stupid, they are also very talented in this kind of curse. At this dangerous moment, their brains are almost in a state of mush.

But now that Draco had launched an attack, they all aimed at the base of the troll and chanted the same spell.

"Roar!" Although the giant monster blocked the effect of the curse with its magic resistance, its legs were not stuck together, and it lost its balance and fell to the ground.

But the pain of being hit, especially in that private part, made him roar in pain, and the wooden stick fell to the ground.

(End of this chapter)