During the dinner, the news of a troll's invasion of Hogwarts Castle was brought to everyone by Professor Quirrell who had arrived in a hurry, and Harry noticed that Dumbledore had taken a deep look at Quirrell, who had caused the students to panic, and his loud voice instantly suppressed all the noise and uneasiness in the dining room. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"The prefects of each year have returned to the common room with their staff, and the heads of the various heads have come to meet with me after they have placed the students of their respective houses, and we must find this lost troll and drive it out of the castle. ”

Dumbledore's gentle voice seemed to have a different kind of contagion, and the originally scattered 'parts' instantly formed a 'machine' under his command, running at high speed.

Compared to Ron, who had the leisure to steal a chicken leg and stuff it into his mouth, Harry was obviously much quicker and thought further than Ron.

"Don't eat, Ron! we've got something to do now!"

Pulling Ron to the back of the Gryffindor line, away from the prefects, and most importantly away from Professor McGonagall, who was comforting the lion cub at the front of the line, Harry leaned into Ron's ear and whispered.

"Hermione hasn't come back yet!" she didn't know that a troll had broken into the castle, and when she thought about it, poor Hermione was hungry and wanted to go back to the dining room for a bite to eat, but she ran into a troll around the corner......"

Ron was still stuffed with chicken greasy and his mouth wide open, and his small face was full of horror, and after a few seconds of stiffness, Ron asked with some confusion.

"Harry, what do we do now?"

"It's easy, leave secretly!Don't make a sound, follow my actions......"

Harry tilted his head slightly, pretending to look at his surroundings, not letting Ron see the curvature of the corners of his mouth.

Harry wasn't much of an impulsive imp compared to Ron, and in fact, Harry should have told Dumbledore, or the other professor, about Hermione's absence right now, if it was to be on the safe side, but that wasn't what Harry had intended.

After learning that Hermione and Ron were both Level 4 soul qualifications, he had been preparing to get closer to Ron and Hermione, but although they were now ordinary friends, there was still a certain distance from Harry's expectations.

And this sudden incident, after three seconds of hovering in his head, was formulated by Harry into a simple, personal heroism plan.

Is there anything better than a hero saving beauty at a critical juncture?

What's more, in Hermione, Ron and Ron have built a strong image psychologically at this time, which is a sure thing for the future.

"Then here's the problem, I have to find Hermione first, or let the trolls and Hermione meet first, and my plan will be ridiculed by Draco for a long time......"

As the Gryffindor team crossed a T-junction, Harry winked at Ron, and the two at the end of the line left the group without causing any waves.

After Harry and Ron left, Dumbledore's figure suddenly appeared where Harry and Ron had just been hiding, looking in the direction they had left, with a mysterious smile on his face.

As an existence that was focused on by Dumbledore, how could Dumbledore let the protagonist of his plan have an accident when he did not achieve his goal, smiling and shaking his head, Dumbledore's figure disappeared in place.

......

Ten minutes later, the girls were in the bathroom.

Harry looked at the twelve-foot-tall big guy in front of him with a thick wooden stick in his hand with some headaches, and then at the trembling Ron and the crying cat-like Hermione, and couldn't help but smile bitterly at his own big one.

After encountering a troll on the road and dodging it, Harry managed to find Hermione, who was shocked to see them break in, in the girls' bathroom, and after some explanations, succeeded in making the little girl understand what was going on.

At the urging of Hermione, who was barely regaining her senses, the three of them wanted to leave quickly, but no one noticed Harry's expression of control.

Rumble!

The thick wooden stick smashed the bathroom door to pieces, and the splash of sawdust hit Ron's body and made him cry out in pain, and when he looked closely, a long, sharp shard had pierced into his thigh, causing him to scream.

Hurriedly pushing Hermione towards the bathroom, Harry took out the wand he had purchased from Ollivander and stood between the troll and Hermione.

"The timing was just right, and the sound was just right to attract the trolls who were nearby, but I missed a bit, I've never experienced a real battle......"

Observing the troll's appearance closely, even if he was bitter, his sanity allowed Harry to think of a solution to his current predicament.

"With a bare head, pale gray skin, a pitted body, and flattened feet, it was clear that it was a mountain monster...... However, even knowing the knowledge of all magical creatures is not helpful in the current situation!"

Harry was still thinking, but the trolls, who clearly didn't use their brains very often, couldn't wait any longer, and in his recipe, raw meat was no different from beasts and humans!

Harry's body subconsciously jumped backwards to avoid the possibility of being smashed into a meatloaf, but his space was further compressed after this retreat!

"There are many obstacles!"

After seeing the troll swing its club once more and purr with unknown meaning, Harry knew he had to fight back, and his sane brain allowed him to subconsciously find the troll's flaws.

When a big guy who weighs more than a ton and is twelve feet tall suddenly trips while running, its size is its biggest disadvantage.

The transparent 'obstacles' were unleashed at the troll's advanced position, and the apparently uncoordinated big creature still maintained a dull expression on its face, and with its intelligence, it was clear that it had not yet understood what was happening, and his body's center of gravity had shifted forward, and he fell heavily on solid ground.

"Be careful!"

The moment the troll fell, Harry didn't hesitate to lunge at Hermione, who had not yet reacted, and threw her to the ground amid Hermione's screams.

Bang!

A huge wooden stick flew over Harry's head, causing Hermione's eyes to widen as she lay on her back.

However, Harry didn't have time to care about the little girl's mind at this time, and after saving Hermione, Harry quickly got up and used the only witchcraft he had mastered now.

"Wizard Assistant!"

Under the exhaustive power of Harry, a first-level wizard apprentice, the wizard's assistant increased in size, making it suspicious that the sudden appearance of the fiery red palm was modeled on the troll's palm.

The fiery red palm picked up the giant stick that the troll had freed up, the only tool in the washroom that could hurt the troll, and slammed it on it before the fallen troll could react.

When Dumbledore arrived with the professors and staff of Hogwarts, all he saw was the corpse of the headless troll lying on the floor of the bathroom, and the indifferent expression on Harry's face who was softly comforting Hermione, as if he didn't feel anything wrong with the bloody stick thrown next to him......