Hogwarts, a Scholar Becomes a God

"Oh~ I'm in big trouble now!"

Harry and Ron looked at each other, only to feel a bitter taste in their mouths.

Obviously, they guessed wrong. Hermione and Clark were not in the women's bathroom at the moment. Maybe they were discussing their homework in the lounge.

It's a pity that it was too late now. The troll who was drinking some unknown liquid was very angry when he heard the sound because he was disturbed to drink water.

It stood up, turned around awkwardly, and at the same time waved the tree trunk in its hand, swept in a circle, and hit Harry and Ron.

The originally hard masonry was not much stronger than the crispy biscuits at the moment, and the wooden door of the toilet was even more like paper under the monster's strange force. Fortunately, Harry and Ron lowered their heads in time and lay on the ground. Only then did his head burst open like a ripe watermelon, and the juice splashed all over the place.

But even if they dodged this blow, the ferocious wind that swept the tree trunks would make their scalps hurt.

The two of them lay on the ground in fright. They didn't dare to stay for a long time, and they didn't know where the strength came from. They crawled out of the women's toilet backwards with both hands and feet, and then bounced like a fish on the shore. Take a step and run away.

The troll saw the two dim sum and escaped, how could he be happy, and he didn't bow his head and smashed the low door frame of the women's toilet. With a "crackling" sound, he locked the not far away haha The backs of Leigh and Ron chased after them.

If there is "something" in the wizarding world, Harry can ask on it at this moment: "What should I do if I am chased by a troll? Wait online, urgent!"

Fortunately, although he doesn't have many enthusiastic netizens to ask for help, he still has a reliable friend.

"Hey, stupid big guy! Look here."

A playful voice sounded from behind the troll. Of course, the troll's brain capacity would not have paid attention to this, but who came with these words, there was a broken brick the size of a fist.

The broken brick hit the troll's head with great precision. It was not powerful, but it was extremely insulting. It successfully attracted its attention, causing the troll who had been chasing Harry and the others to stop and return. Overhead.

The two of them had been running with their heads down and their hearts had already jumped to their throats, when they heard a familiar voice behind them, and even though it was dangerous, they couldn't help but look back.

"Clark!"

Yes, the one who attracted the attention of the trolls and successfully rescued Harry and Ron was Clark, who had disappeared for a long time.

At this moment, he was standing at the door of the men's toilet next to the women's toilet, waving his arm at the troll.

It turned out that when Clark was comforting Hermione just now, he didn't choose to follow her into the women's toilet. Although he actually wanted to go in and have a look, he still pulled Hermione into the men's toilet next door for the sake of his fame. inside.

After all, you can't hold back. You can be said to be in a hurry when a girl enters the men's toilet; but if you enter the women's toilet as a boy, you're acting like a hooligan.

And when Clark successfully persuaded Hermione, he was holding her hand, trusting with her, and communicating in depth, when he heard the sound of "rumble" being demolished next door, which reminded Hermione and Harry in the original book. A return to a good classic plot.

"What's going on?" Hermione also heard the movement next door, and asked Clark nervously. After all, she was still hiding in the men's bathroom. If anyone saw her, it would be excusable and embarrassing.

Fortunately, Clark was very calm, he waved to her to signal not to panic, then opened the door a crack and stuck his head out.

In the long corridor, I saw a 45-meter-high monster chasing behind Harry and Ron. The scene was very thrilling for a time.

"It's a troll!" Hermione stuck her head out from under the crack of the door, looked at the scene outside, and exclaimed while covering her mouth.

"Yes, it's a mountain monster." Clark nodded, opened the door without hesitation, walked straight out, and stood in the corridor.

"What are you doing? You're going to die!" Hermione grabbed Clark's sleeve in a hurry, but it still couldn't stop him.

"It's just a troll. Have you forgotten what I said to you just now? What we have to do is to change the world. What is a mere troll?"

Clark's smile was full of confidence, which made Hermione feel ashamed for her distrust, and unconsciously loosened her sleeves.

"Next, let's fight for our ideals together! This will be the first step on our journey to legend." Clark laughed wantonly, picked up a broken brick with his toes, and held it in his hand Inside, he slammed into the troll in the distance, successfully attracting its attention.

The troll turned awkwardly, blinking stupidly, trying to see what was hitting it. Its ugly little eyes saw Clark, hesitated for a moment, then roared, strode towards Clark.

As a magical creature of the category XXXX in the magic department~www.readwn.com~ A troll is a terrifying monster with a height of twelve feet and a weight of more than a ton. They are powerful, yet utterly stupid, and have a reputation for both.

The troll in front of Clark had a bald head and pale gray skin. It was the mountain monster among the trolls, and it was also the largest and most dangerous type of troll.

At this moment, it took big strides and rushed over, its one-ton body was like a dump truck out of control, ready to crush the Hongguang mini standing in front of it.

Even if he had been prepared, the oppressive feeling that rushed over like a tidal wave made Hermione, who was standing beside him, feel a little dry, not to mention Clark who was facing the troll.

"Next time, which fan fiction dares to write a first-year wizard who can easily defeat the troll, I must catch the author and throw it in front of the troll, and let him kiss the troll's **** fiercely!"

Seizing the opportunity, he suddenly dodged to the side, hid in the men's toilet, avoided the troll's charge, and then rushed out again under Hermione's adoring gaze.

At this time, the troll had already rushed over, but with its poor low IQ, it didn't realize until it was about to hit the wall at the end of the corridor, and it didn't smash that little bug.

And Clark, who was standing behind it, looked at the momentum of the troll hitting the wall, and secretly estimated in his heart, he knew that he would definitely not be able to take a blow from the troll.

No, I can't even be touched by trolls. This is not a room with a small space. A big guy more than four meters tall can move without restriction. Except for a protagonist like Harry, no one can get close. Got it!

It's like asking a five- or six-year-old kid to confront Tyson, it's a complete joke.

"No, you can't beat it like this. System, upgrade!"