I'm a priest at Hogwarts

Chapter 18 One-on-one Trolls

Busy days always go by very quickly. When I woke up one morning, I smelled the sweet and tempting smell of roasted pumpkins in the corridor. Orlando realized that Halloween was coming, and he didn’t even have such an important day. Forgot all.

Today's spell class is Orlando's first class since the vacation was canceled. Professor Flitwick stood on his pile of books as usual, teaching spell casting, "Flick, remember, flick. Read Quasi-spells are also very important - don't forget Wizard Baruffeo, who said 'f' instead of 's' and found himself lying on the floor with a bison on his chest.".

The students roared with laughter.

Orlando mastered the spell of controlling the flight of objects on the first day of school. After he accurately let the feathers fly up again, and danced in the air according to his heart, Professor Flitwick decisively added five to Gryffindor. point.

Stirred by Orlando's success, Hermione rolled up her sleeves, waved her wand, and said, "Wingardim Leviosa!" Her feather rose from the table and hovered around their heads. feet.

"Oh, well done!" Professor Flitwick yelled, pinching his hands, "Look, everyone, Miss Granger has succeeded!"

Orlando's success was taken for granted by everyone, and no one would compare it with this weird genius, but Hermione's success stimulated everyone.

With the role of this example, the whole class worked very hard, but no one succeeded.By the end of get out of class, Ron was in a bad mood. "No wonder everyone can't stand her," he told Harry as they trudged through the crowded corridors. nightmare."

Orlando frowned on the side. Ron's mentality of not working hard and not being strong by others is not good, not to mention that Hermione is still their good friend.

At this moment, a stumbling figure rushed over, bumped into Harry, and hurried past Orlando.It was Hermione, and Orlando caught a glimpse of her face—he was surprised to see that the stronger Hermione was crying.

"Ron, your joke is a bit too much." Orlando, who was never angry, stopped and criticized with a calm face.

Ron blushed. Originally, he wanted to quibble, but when he saw Orlando's angry eyes, he grumbled twice and didn't dare to speak.

"Angry Orlando is scary." Seamus leaned over and said.

"Yeah, I didn't expect that Orlando would be so angry." Harry was very surprised.

"He and Hermione are the same kind of people, both freaks." When Orlando walked away, Ron said angrily.

Now, Harry and Seamus were a little angry. After all, Hermione and Orlando are their classmates and friends, how could they say such things behind their backs?

Orlando didn't see Hermione all afternoon, and she, who never skipped class for the first time, didn't come to class, which made Ron feel uneasy, especially when several people went downstairs to the restaurant to attend the Halloween banquet, they overheard Patil told her friend Lavender that Hermione was crying in the women's room and not letting anyone comfort her.

Ron looked even more uncomfortable when he heard this.Moments later, however, when they entered the dining room and saw the colorful Halloween decorations, Hermione was immediately forgotten.

Orlando hesitated for a moment. Although he knew the plot was like this and there would be no danger, he was still a little worried.

In the dining room at this time, a thousand bats fluttered on the walls and ceiling, and another thousand bats hovered and danced above the dining table like low dark clouds. Their fluttering wings made the candle flames in the pumpkin belly Swaying for a while.

When the students were seated, the delicacies popped up on golden plates, just like at the beginning of term feast.

Orlando looked around, but still didn't see Hermione, and Harry and Ron were busy dealing with the food, talking and laughing, not aware of anything missing.

Orlando frowned, and quietly tore off the gravity talisman on his body. It seemed that it was unreliable to count on these two youngsters. Even if he knew the plot, it was better to prepare early just in case.

At this moment, Professor Quirrell suddenly rushed into the restaurant, his big scarf was tilted on his head, and his face was full of horror.Everyone stared at him as he walked over to Professor Dumbledore's chair, leaned over the table, and gasped, "The troll—in the dungeon—I thought you should know. "

After he finished speaking, he fell to the floor and passed out.

There was chaos in the restaurant.Professor Dumbledore had to make a few screeching firework explosions from the head of his wand before everyone was quiet.

"Prefect," he said in a low voice, "lead your college students to the dormitory immediately!"

"Come with me! Don't stray, first-years, if you do what I say, you don't have to fear any trolls! Now, stay close behind me. Get out of the way, first-years are passing! Excuse me, I'm the prefect!" Percy organized the team, exercising the prefect's authority.

At this time, Orlando couldn't care about anything else, grabbed Harry and Ron one by one, squeezed out of the crowd, and went straight upstairs. With two thousand catties of strength, grabbing two people is like grabbing two chickens kid.

"How did the troll get in?" Harry asked nervously with his feet off the ground.

"I... I don't know, how could this happen? Hermione, please don't have an accident!" Ron regretted a little. If something happened to Hermione, he would not forgive himself.

"Stop talking nonsense, we have to hurry over there, you two are ready to fight."

Harry and Ron stopped talking, and they were slipped away by Orlando. Although they looked embarrassed, this was the fastest way at present.

Orlando took two steps in three steps, quickly walked through the empty side corridor, and hurried to the women's toilet.As soon as they turned the corner, they heard a hurried footstep behind them. Before they could speak, the footstep passed through the corridor and disappeared from their sight.

"Snape?" Harry asked uncertainly.

"It's him, why doesn't he stay in the auditorium with other professors?" Ron glanced at Orlando and asked suspiciously.

"Leave him alone, it's important to find Hermione."

Orlando walked vigorously, jumped up the steps, went straight to the third floor, and just passed through the gate. A stench entered his nostrils. It was a mixture of smelly socks and public toilets that were never cleaned.Then they heard it—a muffled grunt and the scuffing of huge feet.

"It's a troll." Orlando made a silent movement, "Hermione is in danger, you two are here to meet her, I'll go find the way."

Orlando noticed that, at the end of a passage on the left, a monstrous shape was moving towards them. It was a terrifying sight.It was twelve feet tall, with dull, granite-gray skin, a huge, clumsy body like a giant heap of boulders, with a small head the size of a cocoa bean.Its short legs were thick as tree stumps, and underneath were flat, thick, calloused feet.The smell emanating from the troll was disgusting. It held a thick wooden stick in its hand. Because of its long arms, the stick dragged on the ground, making a rumbling sound.

After looking at the troll, there was no blood on it, and he was sure that Hermione was safe. Orlando felt relieved, and several people quietly moved their bodies and retreated to a dark place to hide.

"Which room is Hermione? Do you know?" Orlando whispered.

"Tao Jinniang, do you know? That's the one." Ron thought for a while and said.

Apart from studying and reading books, Orlando usually does experiments, and rarely pays attention to the rumors in school. Ron likes these stories very much. When Orlando asked, he remembered them.

"No, where is the troll going?" Harry realized that it was not good, and pulled Orlando hastily.

At this time, the troll stopped by a door and peeped inside.It wiggled its long ears, as if it heard something, paused for a moment, then made a decision with its small head, then lowered its head, and slowly entered the room.

Then a sound that nearly stopped their hearts—a shrill, terrified sound—was heard from the room into which the troll had entered.

"It's Hermione."

Orlando couldn't care less about hiding his figure anymore, and he took out two thunder talismans from the glazed bracelet - the Big Five Elements Thunder Talisman, which is the most powerful attack talisman he can make so far.

At this time, Hermione Granger was huddled against the opposite wall, as if she might faint at any moment.The giant monster was approaching her. Its huge body restricted its movement. As it walked, its fat body knocked the pool away from the wall.

Orlando just touched the water, flew up, and a big five-element thunder talisman came out, because the space was small, and the troll was close to Hermione, just in case, this thunder Orlando chose the back with the most flesh, the powerful thunder talisman The giant monster was beaten to pieces, and the flesh and blood spattered.

He was suddenly attacked, and the huge pain caused the giant monster to let out a shrill roar. The powerful sound wave produced great power in the small women's toilet, and Orlando, who was still casting spells in the air, was caught off guard by the sound wave. His body was not harmed, but the huge sound waves still made him dizzy.

Seeing the blood, the giant monster aroused its bloodthirsty instincts. It swung its big stick violently, and the huge force hit the stone chips on the wall. Seeing that its posture didn't catch the little bugs in front of it, it vowed not to give up .

"Confused it!" said Harry desperately to Ron, grabbing a tap and throwing it hard against the wall.

"Hey, big jerk!" Ron yelled from across the room, throwing a metal pipe at the troll.The troll didn't seem to notice that the metal pipe had hit its shoulder at all. At this moment, its small brain only had Orlando in its eyes.

"I'll lure it away, and you take the opportunity to rescue Hermione."

Knowing that all the troll's hatred is on him at this moment, Orlando turned around and retreated to the corridor without saying a word, luring the troll out of the room, Harry and Ron seized the opportunity to help Hermione and escape.

Orlando, who had no worries about the future, decided to let go of his hands and feet and fight the giant monster. He has the strength of two oxen in his arms, no less than two thousand catties of strength, and he can't lose to the giant monster head-on.

Harry and Ron supported Hermione, leaning on the stone pillar at the end of the corridor to watch from afar. Hermione, who was overly frightened, had legs and feet weak at this moment, and leaned on Ron half paralyzed and half upright. Ron, who felt guilty, tried to hold on Arms to make her more comfortable.

The three of them didn't speak, they opened their mouths wide and looked at this scene in disbelief. They knew that Orlando was very strong, far stronger than his peers, but they never dared to go head-to-head with the troll and gain the upper hand. imagination.

The intense battle erupted with a loud noise, and the roar echoed in the castle. The professors quickly discovered the abnormality and rushed over one after another. Professor McGonagall, who arrived first, couldn't believe himself the moment he entered the corridor The eyes of Dumbledore, Snape and others who came after them all widened their eyes.

At this time, the battle was coming to an end, to be precise, it was over, but because Orlando, who was fully fired for the first time, did not control the strength well, he directly interrupted the giant monster's limbs, and his magic resistance was very strong. It was the first time for the giant monster to be violently beaten by a small human being riding on its neck. The simple-minded monster struggled vigorously at the beginning. "Crying, this is what Professor McGonagall saw.

"Orlando, you are crazy! This is a troll, how can you deal with it as a first-year student..." Before he could finish speaking, Professor McGonagall suddenly realized that this first-year student could not be treated by ordinary people. The terrifying giant monster is the obedient sheep in his hands, so who is the monster?Professor McGonagall was angry, funny, and a little incoherent.

Seeing that the professors were all coming, and the troll didn't move, Orlando hurriedly jumped off its head, and the three of Harry walked over with expressions of admiration. Hermione saw that his hands were covered with slime, and took out a handkerchief and handed it to him. come over.

"Thank you." It's not clear whether the mucus is the troll's saliva or snot. I didn't feel it when I was fighting, but I felt abnormally sick after I stopped. Orlando wiped his hands vigorously.

"Is it - dead?" Ron asked.

"I don't think so," said Harry, looking at the heaving chest of the giant melon. "It was probably just knocked unconscious."

"Who can tell me what happened?" Dumbledore looked at Orlando. For the first time, he felt that the boy was so fierce. He thought he was an academic research genius, but when he saw him today, he realized that he was wrong. It's a fierce King Arthur.

Professor Quirrell was the last to arrive. He didn't see the previous scene. He just glanced at the giant monster that fell on the ground, and let out a burst of weak sobs. He sat on a toilet and held his chest tightly.

Orlando, who was about to speak, was stunned by this funny scene, opened his mouth and couldn't speak.This is too exaggerated. This kind of person can also become a professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts. Orlando seriously doubts Dumbledore's ability to choose a teacher.

(End of this chapter)