Everyday Players at Hogwarts..

Chapter 147 Broken Giant Monster Head

Time, 6:50.

As the roar came out, Quirrell, who was still wandering in the restricted area on the fourth floor, couldn't help but look even paler.

"You idiot, why did the troll reach the fifth floor!" A cold voice sounded from the back of Quirrell's head. Quirrell was also confused. In order to buy himself time, he had put the troll in the basement.

Hagrid's three-headed dog is too difficult to deal with. Trying to solve it in a short time without causing any disturbance consumes a lot of energy on his part. It seems that the Dark Lord proposed to buy dragon eggs and defrauded Hagrid to deal with the three-headed dog. The leader's secret plan had to be implemented.

"My treasury~~, but jie jie jie jie jie! With the magic stone, this gold galleons are nothing. Well, should I go to Bojinbok, or go to the Pig's Head Bar to find Mundungus Ver Leach?" Quirrell thought in his mind, and at the same time he quickly retreated from the chess soldiers laid out by Professor McGonagall, and even woke up the three-headed dog, and by the way deceived Snape who came to the restricted area to check. .

However, happiness brings sorrow. Perhaps he tricked Snape, who had been staring at him. The fluctuation in his heart was noticed by Voldemort, "Idiot! Find Mundungus!"

Quirrell immediately covered his head in pain again. It must be that Voldemort began to punish his thoughtful servant again.

"Bojin has made a lot of money recently. He will not take on any business of smuggling dragon eggs. Even if he does, Bojinbok is not a simple person."

"Mungdens is Dumbledore's favorite person no matter what. He is a member of the Order of the Phoenix. His advantages of wide channels made Dumbledore accept him. But his weaknesses are too obvious. Apart from betraying Dumbledore, as long as he With gold galleons, he can even get his hands on the Minister of Magic's underwear," Voldemort said.

At the same time, Mag and others quickly left the basement, stopped checking, and rushed to the fifth floor.

Harry and Ron, who mustered up the courage and were about to open the door, were also frightened by the sound, and confirmed that there must be someone inside who had hurt the troll.

Clumsy because of nervousness - it took Harry a short moment to pull the door open and the two of them rushed inside.

The Malfoy trio were holding their wands, crouching down and making an offensive gesture. The troll's long hands were crossed, covering his already red and vaguely exposed things - he wanted to attack, but he didn't know it. What to do.

The entry of the two Harrys broke the deadlock.

The troll turned around, endured the pain, picked up the wooden stick stained with yellow liquid, and swung it towards Harry and the two of them. As it walked, it knocked the pool away from the wall.

"Draco, you run first and confuse it!" Harry said desperately to Ron, grabbing a faucet and throwing it against the wall.

The troll stopped a few steps away from Harry and Harry.

It turned around awkwardly and blinked its little eyes stupidly, trying to see what the sound was coming from. At the same time, he blocked the lower part with both hands to prevent Draco and others from attacking from behind.

Its ugly little eyes saw Harry running to the other side. It hesitated, then walked towards Harry, holding up the stick in its hand.

"Hey, big idiot!" Ron shouted as he ran to the other side and threw a metal pipe at the troll. The three Dracos took advantage of this moment and ran to the door, but were not ready to leave. They still held their wands in an attack posture, ready to support Harry and the other two at all times.

The troll didn't seem to notice that the metal pipe hit it on the shoulder, but when it heard the shout, it stopped again and turned its ugly big nose to Ron. Harry took this opportunity to get behind it.

The shouts and the echoes seemed to drive the troll crazy. It looked at the three people at the door and decided to attack Ron first. It roared again and began to move closer to Ron. Ron was closest to the troll and had no way to retreat.

Harry stood behind the troll, thinking about any spells that could be used, "Levitation spell? No, the troll was holding a wooden stick at the moment, squeezing it tightly because of the pain. Other spells? It acted directly on him, so it was probably useful. Not big, unless like Draco, you hit him in a vulnerable place. It's too dangerous, what if he gets angered and kills Ron instead?"

As the troll approached, Draco and the other three were ready to give the troll another hard blow, but they were also afraid of irritating it and causing Ron's death.

Although Ron is someone Draco hates, Ron and Harry's coming forward this time has made him, Crabbe, and Goyle recognize this friend.

But in this way, it turns out to be a weapon of fear and no one dares to take action.

"It stinks? Smells? Quirrell? Yes!" Harry finally thought of that spell, that extraordinary spell that even knocked out Quirrell, an adult wizard.

"Periculum!" Harry shouted, pointing his wand at the troll's back.

At this moment, in the eagerness to defeat the troll and save Ron, the sparks of the mutant red sparks turned into red light beams in Harry's hands, just like normal red sparks.

The troll stopped, and the little head that was shot split open like a watermelon. White brain matter, gray nose, and red blood poured all over Ron.

The huge body fell backwards. Although Harry was shocked, his agility, honed by being chased by Dudley since childhood, allowed him to dodge in time.

"Ouch!" Ron fell to his knees, as if he had been hit. All the food he had just eaten at the dinner, along with acidic water, came out of his throat.

Draco and the three of them also quickly came over, pulled Harry up, and looked at Ron, who was covered in filth, with disgust.

"Weasley, the water in the pipes is clean now, why don't you take a shower and come back." Draco said, covering his nose.

"Yes, Ron, let's take a shower first." Harry nodded eagerly.

Just when Ron was about to go to the broken water pipe in the corner, Crabbe said, "Well, why do you have to use the water pipe next to the toilet? Isn't there one at the sink?"

Ron didn't dare to speak for fear that something would accidentally enter his mouth, but it could be seen from his angry expression that he was questioning Draco and Harry if it was intentional.

Harry and Draco laughed dryly, and at this moment, just in time, the rescuers arrived.

"What the hell are you doing?" said Professor McGonagall, with cold anger in her voice.

It was the teachers who came, Professor McGonagall bursting into the room, followed closely by Snape, Quirrell at the end. Quirrell only glanced at the troll, then let out a weak sob, sat on a toilet, and clutched his chest tightly.

"What a trick! Why are there trolls here! Crabbe has been in the bathroom on the fifth floor. We want to find you. Where are you!" Draco roared with a red face, "Professor Quirrell, don't you know best? ? There is a little wizard who is alone, don’t you know to tell the other professors? I want to tell my dad!"

(End of this chapter)