It's just that the troll itself has a strong resistance to magic, and the magic of the two people can hardly cause effective damage.

Even the transformation magic is the same. Even if the twins transform into a rope, they will be pushed away by the troll.

The horror of the XXXX-level dangerous creature is fully demonstrated at this moment.

"Vizet! Escape to the auditorium! There is a door there that can stop the troll!"

"Vizet! Move quickly! Are you scared? Fred, let's go!"

Fred and George shouted and ran. They took the most primitive means and jumped onto the back of the troll.

This approach is undoubtedly a mantis trying to stop a chariot. The troll just swung its body violently from side to side and threw the two people against the wall.

The two groaned together, closed their eyes and fell into a short coma.

The ground kept shaking, and the troll was like a tank running at full power, getting closer and closer to Vizet.

Vizet did not retreat a step, and there was only one picture in his mind: the troll's granite-like skin peeled off quickly, and the flesh inside continued to fester and pus...

Chronic disease curse.

This was a magic that he was unwilling to use.

The Sickness Curse would arouse the restlessness of the Obscurus, and he didn't like this feeling very much.

It was just that at the critical moment, when the spell and the transformation magic were ineffective, the Sickness Curse was undoubtedly the most effective means.

He no longer hesitated, raised the wand in his hand high, and said in a low voice like a venomous snake, "Death Sickness Torment!"

At this moment, he felt as if there was a second heart beating in his body, and the core of the Obscurus was extremely manic, like a gunpowder barrel about to explode.

A thick dark light burst out from the tip of the wand, and it sank straight into the neck of the troll.

That was the only bloody and messy place, and it was also the weakest place for magic resistance.

The disintegration also started from the neck.

The skin of the troll's neck fell down, and the flesh and blood inside rotted into foul-smelling green water.

Its speed was getting slower and slower, like a vitamin C effervescent tablet thrown into the water, with bubbles popping up all over its body.

The bubbles continued to break, and the giant seemed to be dissolved, shrinking smaller and smaller, turning into extremely smelly green slime, flowing all over the ground.

Finally, it couldn't even maintain its shape, and fell to the ground like mud, splashing a large pool of smelly green slime.

There was a lot of green slime on Vizette's robe, but he didn't care about it and instinctively covered his head.

Malice surged like a tide, constantly impacting his consciousness.

He became more and more dizzy and even lost his balance, and involuntarily stepped back step by step...

He heard the concerned voices of Fred and George.

"Hey! Vizette, are you okay? What happened just now?"

"You look so bad, go to the auditorium to rest? There's no one there..."

"Why are you emitting black gas? This is so cool!"

"Black gas on the body, this is also a good idea! George, you should remember it quickly!"

At the moment when Vizette was about to fall, two hands supported him and prevented him from falling to the ground.

The twins' joy was more contagious. Vizet felt a light appear in front of him, curbing the surging malice.

《Guardian Meditation Method》

Seizing this rare opportunity, Vizet entered a meditative state to calm himself down.

Everything was returning to normal. The carefully decorated auditorium was displayed in his mind, and the twins' retching sound came to his ears.

"Ugh... What happened? Why did the troll turn into stinky water?"

"Who cares? If you want to make dung eggs, you have to buy corpse stinking spirits. I don't think the taste of that is as stimulating as this... Ugh!"

"Ugh... That's right, corpse stinking spirits are still expensive, we have to collect more!"

Hearing the conversation between the twins, Vizet smiled.

Fred and George were really brave. They could collect the green mucus on the ground regardless of the pain in their bodies, and it seemed that they would use the mucus to make dung eggs.

Perhaps infected by the twins, Vizet felt that the sweeping malice was becoming more and more powerless.

He immediately seized the opportunity, tightly grasped the wand, and drew a rounded "S" arc in the air, "All the dust and dirt will go away!"

The wand lit up with a silver-blue light, and a cyclone took shape.

The cyclone not only took away the green slime on the robe, but also swept away the malice brought by the core of the Obscurus.

At this time, Dumbledore's voice came from outside the hall.

"Let me help you? If Mr. Filch finds you later, he will probably be furious."

...

The hall finally became more lively, with a bit of Halloween Eve atmosphere.

Fred and George stood in front of two large bottles filled with green slime like royal guards, resisting Percy who was walking back and forth, as if Percy was a dragon coveting treasure.

Hermione, Harry and Ron stood aside. They were not injured, but they were covered in dust and looked very embarrassed.

The three of them lowered their heads very low, looking like they were humbly accepting criticism.

Penelope sat next to Vizette and asked with concern: "Should we take you to the school hospital? You look so pale, like a piece of paper..."

Dumbledore was also in the hall, and four professors stood behind him with different expressions.

Chapter 60: Halloween Aftermath

Dumbledore said softly: "Miss Clearwater, please wait a moment? I want to clarify some things."

Penelope nodded quickly and said nothing more.

Dumbledore looked behind him, "Professor McGonagall, please!"

Professor McGonagall, who pursed her lips, took a step forward and looked at Harry and the others.

"Principal Dumbledore asked everyone to go back to the lounge. When I went to check, Percy ran up to me and told me that someone was missing..."

"Mr. Potter, Mr. Weasley, Miss Granger, do you know how dangerous it was just now?"

"The wall collapsed and you were all buried inside! Fortunately, you were not injured! But luck can't be with you every time!"

When Harry and the others were called upon by Professor McGonagall, they raised their heads as if they were startled, and lowered their heads again, highlighting a tacit understanding.

The three of them turned their heads obediently and glanced at each other, but did not say a word.

But Snape, who was on the side, spoke up, "The Boy-Who-Lived is like this... he always feels like he can do something more extraordinary to show his uniqueness."

His voice was cold and flat, without a trace of inflection, but full of sarcasm.

Professor McGonagall's voice became stern, "Please explain! Why didn't you go back to the lounge and why did you stay on the first floor?"

"Mr. Potter, Mr. Weasley, I saw you in the Great Hall before. Why don't you follow Percy and stay in the lounge?"

Perhaps stimulated by Snape, Harry raised his head, frowned and said, "Professor McGonagall, we stayed here for a reason!"

Professor McGonagall's tone softened a bit, "Mr. Potter, please tell me."

Upon hearing Professor McGonagall's words, Harry's mind went blank for a moment and he was speechless.

The cause of this incident is simple. Ron said bad things about Hermione, causing Hermione to know nothing about the wandering troll.

He and Ron found Hermione, and not only informed her of the news, Ron also formally apologized, and the three of them reconciled and became friends.

It was supposed to be a happy ending, but they didn't expect that they encountered a giant monster halfway, which led to their subsequent encounters.

Once this is explained, Ron's bad words about Hermione will also come to light.

For Harry, saying such words was tantamount to betrayal of his friend Ron.

No matter what, Ron was the first good friend he made after coming to Hogwarts, and he was also the best friend, and he was even willing to sacrifice his life for him...

Harry turned his head slightly, looked at Ron, and then at Hermione, and decided to change his version of the story - he wanted to be the one who said bad things.

But before he could say anything, Hermione had already stood up.

Her eyes were red with tears, and she choked and said: "Professor McGonagall, it's... it's my fault! I think I can deal with the troll by myself, so..."

"Miss Granger, I hope you won't deceive me... How could you know about the trolls if you weren't in the auditorium before?" Professor McGonagall adjusted her glasses, her expression extremely serious.

"Professor McGonagall, I..." Hermione choked, her face turned red and she was at a loss, and her tears were falling down.

"Professor McGonagall! Actually, it's all my fault!" Ron's face turned red, he stood in front of Hermione, closed his eyes tightly and shouted, "I said bad things about Hermione!"

"I originally wanted to drag Harry to her to apologize, but I didn't expect to encounter a troll! If you want to punish me, punish me! Write a letter to my mother..."

Hermione quickly raised her head and wiped away her tears, "Professor McGonagall...when the wall fell down, it was Ron who stood in front of me...he...don't fire him."

Harry responded in a panic: "Professor McGonagall, Ron protected me and Hermione! You can't let him leave Hogwarts!"

Fred and George both sighed: "Strange! So strange! Ron was so brave and took the initiative to ask Professor McGonagall to write a letter."

The three Harrys were afraid of different things.

Hermione resists being expelled;

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