Trolls, creatures that listen to the blows. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info Nishigumo had a funny expression, looking at the troll in front of him like he was looking at some kind of toy. Trolls are hideous-looking, twelve feet tall and weigh more than a ton, and each movement of the troll sends the entire basement into a small earthquake. The wooden stick in the troll's hand was clearly not decorative, and had smashed several sculptures and walls.

However, at this moment, the troll stopped, staring at the two people in front of him. Hermione couldn't help but wrinkle her little nose, the appearance of the troll didn't matter, that strong stench was a nightmare.

Normally, the troll's pitiful, proportionally small head doesn't produce any complicated thoughts or emotions, i.e., whatever it encounters, it basically crackles and stomps on it, and then swings the stick around. But the troll clearly felt something, a fear hidden in its veins. So it hesitated.

Unfortunately, he overestimated his intelligence, and waved the stick in his hand, and the troll swung it from side to side, smashing it around, and then roaring forward, with a muffled "Rocta oh oh ga" or something like that, and no one wanted to know what to say.

"Wait, I'm going to try" Hermione bit her lip as if she was about to make a move, "I'm going to try the destruction you learned there." ”

Sivin happily gave up the opportunity to Hermione, patted her on the back, and a transparent shield that distorted the light rested on Hermione. Hermione smiled slightly, and then looked at the troll seriously, the little magic in her petite body began to work, and her hands began to emit a cold chill, and she drew an arc in front of her body and placed it on both sides of her body, and the magic began to rise.

"Eis-Kugel!" a white but slightly cyan ball of crystalline frost arced, seemingly erratic but inescapable, pointing straight at the ugly troll. And on the route that the Frost Ball passes, beautiful ice crystal flowers bloom.

When the ice ball hit the troll, the troll screamed, and its body quickly changed from gray to gray and white, and the frost breath covered the troll, and at the same time caused a lot of damage to it. The mindless troll, noticing that its body seemed to be sluggish, shook its head violently, and strode forward.

Maybe the trolls didn't have anything to do if they didn't go, but this walk was really good to step on the frost path paved by the frost balls. Among the destruction spells, there is a very insidious place, that is, the magic left on the ground by the fire-based electric and ice-based magic will cause long-lasting and multifaceted damage to the opponent.

Fire magic stacks damage, such as the Fire Arrow, which increases the durability damage dealt by subsequent fire spells in addition to the initial damage.

Frost-based magic deals additional stamina and stamina damage to opponents in addition to damage, which is also known as kite flying, which slows down the distance between the enemy and achieves continuous output.

Lightning magic has a cool trait and weakens the enemy's mana reserves. Although powerful, because the power of thunder is too domineering and the time cost of cultivation is too high, few people can master electric magic.

Obviously, Hermione can still use low-level magic such as Ice Thorn or Ice Spear, but the intermediate spell of the Frost Sphere is difficult for a magic apprentice like Hermione who has just reached the advanced level of a novice.

This time, little Hermione's magic was directly emptied. Hermione's face was a little pale and leaned on Xiwen, for magicians, magic power has a direct relationship with their spiritual power, and the excessive consumption of magic power, or even emptying the magic power reserve, will cause a lot of damage to spiritual power.

But fortunately, the troll didn't know what was going on in its head, and actually stepped all the way along the Frost Road, if it was a game state, it could digitize the enemy's health bar, then you could see that the troll's blood volume was decreasing at a rate visible to the naked eye.

"Sometimes, beautiful girls need this~" Xiwen took out a bottle of blue potion and handed it to the girl, Hermione took it, didn't ask, didn't doubt, and directly bit the bottle and drank it, a cool feeling filled the whole body. Hermione, sensing that her spirit had regained from her trance, raised her hand, and a brilliant ice spear delivered the final blow to the trance-like troll with the chill that surrounded it.

The troll's roar came to an abrupt end, and the ice spear, though not very powerful, pierced through the poor head with little capacity in one go.

Listening to the sound of footsteps, Harry and Ron ran over panting, shouting as they ran, "Sivan, Hermione, trolls, trolls in the dungeon." ”

"Oh my God. Ron was startled by the fallen troll. Then I took a deep breath and choked on the smell again.

"It's great that you're all right, Professor Quirrell just ran to the cafeteria and said that a troll had run down, so Ron and I wanted to come to you, for fear you wouldn't know. Harry let out a sigh of relief, it was great that his two friends were okay.

"Thank you. Hermione looked at the two of them, apparently running all the way down to remind herself and Sivin.

"Oh, you guys—" That's when Professor McGonagall and Professors Snape, Flitwick, and Sprout followed. Professor McGonagall looked at the fallen trolls and Sven Hermione and the others with a look of relief and exasperation on their faces, "You guys, what do you think you're doing, do you think you can deal with trolls casually? ”

"I'm sorry, Professor McGonagall" Sivin has great respect for this professor who is dedicated to Hogwarts and to the students, and who is extremely impartial as the head of Gryffindor.

"Is this a spell cast by Granger? McGonagall, who was going to give Syven extra points, showed surprise and slight approval, although she did not advocate this kind of behavior, but after all, Hermione was still a student of Gryffindor, how could the dean of students who had won glory for her house not like it.

"It's amazing, Hermione, that ice pick pierced the troll's head directly, can you teach us?" The little wizard who didn't know how to do it returned to the dormitory, Hermione smiled and looked at Siwen who left and walked back to the Ravenclaw Tower, looked back at Harry and Ron, and nodded, Friend~ A little misunderstanding and a little dispute will soon pass.

"Professor Snape" doesn't mention the little wizards who return to the Gryffindor Tower to enjoy the food that the unconventional Weasley twins retrieve from the cafeteria, and Sivin meets Snape, limping to his office, his back seemingly lonely.

"Swift, what's the matter?" Snape still didn't have any ill feelings toward the student.

"The professor is injured" Siwen didn't like to go around in circles, and directly handed over a bottle of red potion, and a mocking smile appeared on Snape's face, which had turned pale from blood loss, "Swift, are you showing off your potions skills?"

"Professor Snape misunderstood, this bottle of low-level life potion can replenish the body's blood loss and heal wounds. "To be reasonable, Xiwen just doesn't want a school professor to lose his life so needlessly, and the longer he fights, the more Snape loses blood, and the meaning of Xiwen coming over will be lost.

"Hmph" The expression on Snape's face seemed to soften a little, and he took the potion and limped away. Sivin shrugged, what else can I say?