I swung my greatsword at Hogwarts

Harry wanted to take Ron to apologize to Hermione, but Hermione didn't show up until the end of the next class.

Not seeing Hermione all afternoon, Harry had to put the matter aside.

While heading to the Great Hall for a Hallowe'en dinner, the two overheard Hermione's roommate, Parvati Patil, and her friend talking about Hermione crying in the ladies' room.

This made Ron uncomfortable, especially with Harry prodding him, thinking he might actually be wrong.

"Let's apologize to her later." Ron was not a bad boy, but he still couldn't pass the level of kindness.

Harry nodded, and the two agreed to apologize after the Halloween banquet.

When they walked into the auditorium, colorful Halloween decorations instantly captured their eyes.

A thousand bats fluttered across the walls and ceiling.

Above the dining table, there are also a thousand hovering like low dark clouds.

There are candles flickering in the hollow pumpkin belly, and delicious dishes appear on the golden plate on the table.

John looked around, picked up a potato with the skin on and threw it on the back of Neville's head.

"Neville, where's Hermione?"

Neville felt a pain in his head, turned around and saw John. After a moment of stunned, he recalled and said, "I heard from Parvati Patil that Hermione was crying in the women's bathroom and no one comforted her."

"Really, I'd better go find her, she shouldn't want to miss such a wonderful banquet."

John felt a little uneasy in his heart, he remembered what the bloody Baro said.

And he always felt that something would happen today, as if there was a plot here.

[Ding, find Hermione to solve the troll, get any point +1, blessing: troll killer]

[Troll Killer: Increased damage to giant creatures]

John was taken aback for a moment, and then his expression changed.

He remembered that during the Halloween party, a giant monster seemed to have come out.

He didn't think Hermione, a little wizard, could handle a twelve-foot-tall troll with brute strength.

Without much thought, John left the position directly.

Dumbledore, who was tasting the sweet pumpkin cake, saw this scene, and the wise eyes under the half-moon lens seemed to be thinking about something.

Not long after John left, Quirrell, with a large scarf on his head, ran in.

His face was full of horror, and everyone stopped to look at him.

Quirrell quickly ran to the chair next to Dumbledore, leaned on the chair with a crooked body, panting heavily with shock on his face:

"The troll...was in the basement...thought you should know."

His words were intermittent, but revealed a piece of news.

There are trolls.

After speaking, Quirrell fell headlong to the floor.

The auditorium suddenly became chaotic, and Dumbledore presided over the scene. After quieting everyone down, he ordered the prefect to take the students back to the dormitory.

The two of Harry were also among them, and Ron suspected that the troll was released by Peeves to make trouble.

But Harry suddenly thought of Hermione.

"Too bad, Hermione doesn't know about the troll yet."

Ron bit his lip, glanced at his prefect brother Percy, and said decisively, "Well, it's best not to let Percy see us."

The two immediately lowered their bodies to reduce their sense of presence and left the team.

Before heading to the women's bathroom, Harry spotted Professor Snape heading towards the fourth floor.

This incident planted the seeds of doubt in his heart.

...

On the first floor, the girls' bathroom.

Hermione was crying in the cubicle. She was excellent in every way, but she was also a little girl.

Being isolated by her classmates made her very sad.

After crying for a while, she felt better.

Sobbing, she came to the sink. After washing her face, her eyes were still a little red.

"Well, John doesn't hate me."

She comforted herself that at least she still had John as a friend.

Looking at herself in the mirror, she was in a trance when there was a knock on the door.

Hermione was startled, and there was a tremor in her voice.

"who is it?"

"Hermione, are you okay?"

It's John.

He found the ladies' room, and was relieved to hear that Hermione was fine.

He was about to ask Hermione to open the door when he caught a foul odor.

The smell was comparable to the shitty eggs thrown by the Weasley twins, like stinky socks and uncleaned public toilets combined.

John was almost fainted by the smoke. Looking back, a huge figure in the shadows grunted and approached with heavy feet on the ground.

John grabbed the door that was about to open, and said solemnly to the inside: "Hermione, find a place to hide and don't open the door."

His eyes were fixed on the troll, who was admittedly low in IQ, but couldn't deny the pressure of the twelve-foot monster with its granite skin.

It seems that the stunted head is like a rock with a cocoa bean on it, and the troll is still holding a thick wooden stick in his hand.

John never wondered whether being hit by this thing hurt more than being hit by a Bludger.

"Today was a tough fight."

Taking a deep breath to calm himself down, it was the first time for John to face such a big guy, even bigger than Hagrid.

The troll, who was a little confused, scratched his head in confusion when he saw John. Don't think that this appearance is harmless.

On the contrary, trolls are now extremely dangerous.

John glanced at the troll that was gradually approaching, and moved nervously.

"Come on big man, maybe we should have a real bloody fight."

He licked the corner of his mouth, and a fierce light appeared in John's eyes.

With a flick of his left hand, a wand appeared in his hand, and he waved it at the troll.

"Reducto"

The white light hit the giant monster, causing the giant monster to retreat in pain, and a fist-sized mark appeared on the skin of its body.

This completely enraged the troll, who roared and swung his club at John.

John rolled over to avoid it, and the wooden stick swept across the door of the women's room, smashing the door directly.

"what--!"

Hermione screamed, and the troll was about to look over when it was hit by John's next spell.

"Come here!"

With a yell, John ran back.

The troll undoubtedly chased after him.

John fought and retreated to lure the troll out of the range of the women's restroom.

...

When Harry and Ron arrived at the women's room, they felt a chill when they saw the horrible toilet door.

"Hermione!"

They ran to the ladies room and saw Hermione in the corner.

"Looks like the troll didn't go in."

The two had just breathed a sigh of relief when they heard Hermione's trembling and anxious voice, "John, John led the troll away, let's go rescue him."

Even Ron wouldn't care about Hermione at the moment.

Gryffindor did not lack the courage to take risks for his friends, and they chased in the direction of the troll.

...

John calculated the distance, and it was far enough away from the women's room now that it wouldn't affect Hermione.

One leaned forward and rolled to avoid the whistling wooden club, John turned around and released the spell without the slightest hesitation.

"Wingardium Leviosa"

The rubble of the wall shattered by the troll's stick floated up and smashed towards the troll under the guidance of the magic wand.

The troll retreated in pain after being hit in the face.

John took advantage of the victory and pursued, snatched the sword in the medieval armor and swung a silver light in mid-air, and slashed at the arm of the giant monster holding the wooden club with all his strength.

The blood splattered out and set off the silver lightsaber dance under the moonlight as elegant as a waltz.

This blow did not cut off the troll's arm and made it difficult to hold the wooden stick in pain. The pain stimulated the troll, making it even more manic.

The troll's attack mode is as simple as its head, and it is easier to see through it after it becomes manic.

"Reducto"

Repeating the same trick, John dodged the wooden club that was sweeping towards him, and hit the giant monster in the head with a blow that shattered his body, causing him to fall directly.

The sword in his hand swung down, cutting off the troll's fingers so that he could not grasp the stick.

Before the wooden stick hit the ground, John used the floating spell to hold the wooden stick in place and swung it with all his strength to hit the giant monster, knocking the giant monster into the air.

"ended."

John breathed a sigh of relief as the troll fell silent after colliding with the hapless medieval armor.

Going forward, he wants to confirm that this thing is really dead.

As soon as they approached, the three of Harry chased after them.

After seeing the mess, the three little mouths opened wide enough to swallow a potato with skin on.

"John, are you okay?"

Harry let out a cry.

John looked back, and the giant he thought was dead opened his eyes at this moment.

The still intact left hand waved towards John, causing the three little ones to scream in fright.

Instinctively, John swung his sword and collided with that hand.

Ding.

The sword flew out and plunged into the ceiling, John's right hand went numb and he lost his weapon.

But don't forget, he's a wizard.

The wand in the left hand pierced the troll's eye like a poisonous snake before the troll got up.

Holding the wand, John's face was full of coldness.

Sentenced the troll to death.

"Reducto"

Even if it's a giant monster, it's unbearable to explode in the brain.

That ridiculous head burst open like a boiled bean.

The scene of extremely eating made the three little ones feel a little off.

In fact, they've spit it out.

...