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"I remember the book said that the troll's skin is very hard, very defensive, and even has a certain amount of magic resistance... It's not easy to deal with!"

"Petrification spell?"

"Stunning spell?"

"Or is he the most proficient in the crushing spell so far?"

"No...if it were an ordinary troll, my crushing spell might still have a chance, but this is a two-headed troll, a giant among trolls."

Draco moved slowly, circling around the two-headed giant while recalling the known information.

Hughes and Jody stood back and watched with interest.

To the two-headed giant monster, Draco was like an extremely small ant. His clumsy body turned as Draco moved around. Perhaps he was annoyed by Decola, and it faced the two-headed monster. The little ant roared angrily.

The troll swung the wooden stick and hit Draco. Although the latter was protected by armor, he couldn't take the stick stupidly.

That's not cupping, that's Shabby behavior.

You must know that the troll's club is not an ordinary stick. Every adult troll will look for an iron wood to make it into its own standard attack equipment. In addition, after the battle, the troll is used to taking grease-smeared sticks from the enemy corpses. , moisten the wooden stick, the iron wood has long been as strong as steel.

The older the trolls are, the sticks in their hands are indeed stronger. Many inexperienced wizards often suffer from this when encountering trolls in the wild.

Therefore, Draco was startled when the troll just raised his hand. Fortunately, he was alert in advance and rolled out with a kick of his feet, avoiding the stick.

The iron rod smashed into the floor, and gravel splashed out. It was blocked by the armor spell and did not cause any secondary damage.

"It was so dangerous, I almost forgot about the giant sticks of the trolls."

The troll slowly raised its arm and stared blankly at the floor. There was no red liquid or a pile of muddy meatloaf. It gathered the stick in front of its eyes and observed it repeatedly as if it did not believe in evil.

It took a long time to use its walnut-sized brain to figure out what was going on.

Seeing that his big baby failed to make any achievements, the troll was so angry that he roared again.

This move is called: Fighting Goblins. It is a unique skill that it has only mastered after years of exploration and repeated tempering in the wild life. Why does it not work against these humanoid ants?

It is obvious that there is no disadvantage in dealing with those little goblins who like to burrow underground.

The two-headed troll felt that it was simply too much for Draco not to give it, the troll among the trolls, face!

So, it decided to use another big trick: sweeping the floor.

I saw the troll lift up the big baby, straighten its arms in a straight line, and sweep it away at Draco.

Facing the ironwood sweeping towards him, Draco quickly muttered: "Wingardim Leviosa!"

Casting the levitating spell on himself, he jumped lightly, so high that he hit the ceiling and fell down again.

"Oh!"

Seeing this, Jody raised his head and slapped his forehead. Hughes shook his head slightly and made a hissing sound from his mouth. It was obvious that Draco's performance disgusted them.

Draco didn't have time to rub Long Bao's head, and the troll's stick swept back again.

He had to immediately get up from the ground, adjust his posture, and jump behind the giant monster.

The monster's reflex arc seemed to be as long as the diameter of the entire black lake. When something flew by it, it took a long time for it to react and fish it out with its backhand.

But where could it get it, Draco had already stood up again behind it.

Being attacked all the time and dealing with it awkwardly made Draco very angry, especially with Hughes and Jodi watching next to him. His embarrassed appearance must have been deeply rooted in people's hearts.

"Damn troll, you ugly thing, how dare you make such a fool of yourself, Lord Malfoy, take a Fire Curse from me."

The spell struck the troll's back like a beam of light.

Fire spells are a large family, with many varying degrees and types of fire magic.

For example: Fire Curse, Flame Curse, etc.

Although the name of the Flame Spell sounds deceptive, it is actually just a magic that causes the object to be continuously heated.

Although it can be heated to produce flames, the flames are not the Fire Spell that summons fierce fire after all. In addition, Draco himself does not master it well, and the spell he uses can only bring a little warmth to the giant villain.

Feeling the sudden heat on its back, its ugly facial features showed an expression of enjoyment.

The troll didn't howl in pain, and Draco understood what it meant to be both innocuous and insulting.

The damage is not high, which of course means it does no harm to the troll!

It was extremely insulting, referring to an insult to Draco.

"Damn it, increase the magic power and burn it to death."

As Draco increased the magic output, the beam emitted by the wand also became thicker, and the troll felt that the temperature on his back was no longer warm and moderate, but began to feel a little hot.

The troll also had a stress response. It felt a very painful scratch on its back, which made it extremely uncomfortable. It put down its big treasure and kept turning its hands back, trying to scratch its back.

But the giant monster's muscles were too explosive and it was twisting and turning, no matter how hard it scratched, it couldn't scratch it.

Jody asked Draco in disgust: "That's it? That's it? Your flame spell can only make the troll tickle?"

Draco: "..."

What can he do?

He is only in the first grade. Even the first-grade content of "Standard Spells" can only be learned and mastered under Jody's guidance. He does not have powerful attack methods, not to mention that all powerful magic is defined as black. Magic, the so-called black magic is not included in the Hogwarts textbooks.

Seeing that the troll's attention was attracted by the itch on his back and he even lost his stick, Draco immediately seized the opportunity and began to attack crazily.

No matter what spell it is, don't worry about whether it will work or not, just output it.

Because of this, the effect of the Flame Curse gradually disappeared as Draco interrupted the magic output. The troll felt that his back was no longer itchy, but soon another unpleasant memory woke up.

Seeing Draco holding a short stick and continuously firing magic at him, the troll remembered what happened before he fell into coma.

There was also a humanoid ant like this before, with a piece of cloth on its head and a short stick waving at him. Then he passed out. When he woke up, he was trapped in a closed room. No matter how he destroyed it, he could not damage the secret room. I can't get out even a little bit.

When he saw the ant with the cloth on its head again, he fell into a coma again. When it woke up, it found that the environment had changed again, and it was so angry that it started smashing everything in sight.

Remembering that he was being teased by this kind of humanoid ant with a short stick, the troll was so angry that he bent down, picked up the stick and started to attack Draco.

While the levitation spell was still in effect, Draco began to swim and fight with the troll.

Hughes could see that Draco still had a little bit of fighting wisdom.He knew how to avoid the power of trolls and use the environment to gain favorable space and time, but Draco tried so hard and could only maintain an undefeated situation.

Draco never figured out what the troll's weakness was.

The troll's IQ is not high, which can be exploited. If the troll's head is attacked, it can be easily subdued.

That's why Hermione in the original book lets Ron control the stick to attack the troll's head.

They didn't have all night to waste with Draco, so Hughes reminded him: "The head is the fatal feature of the troll!"

Compared with ordinary giant monsters, the body of the two-headed giant monster is stronger, and the big head has been able to overcome this shortcoming through evolution, but the small head is more deadly.

Sure enough, after hearing the prompt, Draco acted like a conditioned reflex and hit the giant monster's big head with a crushing spell.

Unfortunately, after being hit by a curse, the troll just slowed down, patted its painful head, and then started chasing the little ant again.

"There are many obstacles!"

The mutilation that could be seen everywhere flew over, once again giving Draco room to fight.

He thought to himself that it was impossible for Hughes to shake himself, and there was no need.

That's because I didn't understand the key issue.

In the subsequent fight, he found that when he fought back, although the troll swung the stick round with one hand, the other hand would intentionally or unintentionally protect the small, tumor-like head.

"I understand!"

Draco shouted excitedly.

He looked around and found that the floor had become pitted due to the giant monster's hammering.

A plan quickly formed in his mind.

"Ugly guy, come and hit me?"

Draco did not continue to attack, but instead taunted the troll.

"A little bit~"

Jodi didn't understand why Draco, who had been tired of dealing with it before, suddenly started to act funny. He turned around and asked, "What's wrong with him?"

Hughes just smiled and said: "I don't know either, keep reading!"

Although the troll is stupid, that is because its brain is too small and its IQ is not enough. It does not mean that it has no emotions.It could understand Draco's taunt, and it quickened its pace and hit Draco.

Draco didn't turn around and run away, although the cold sweat on his forehead betrayed him that he wasn't trying to be relaxed.

Despite his nervousness, Draco forced himself to brace himself and watch the troll's steps.

"Just the next kick."

"Get bigger fast!"

I saw Draco pointing his wand at a pit on the ground, causing it to grow rapidly, so big that a giant monster could sink it with one kick.

After calculation, Draco predicted that the giant monster would definitely step on that pit next time.

Sure enough, the giant monster was unable to react in time due to its anger and reflex arc, and stepped in. It was originally just a small dent, but after it was enlarged, the giant monster's left leg sank directly into it.

The soles of his feet were in the air, his body was deformed, and the troll fell to pieces.

It buried its head on the floor, and its angry roar made the stone chips on the floor vibrate through sound waves.

The troll stretched out his hands and tried to pull out his left leg. He wanted to smash the little ant to pieces, so this time he wouldn't need his grease to smear the big baby.

But, how could Draco give it a chance.

"Shrink quickly!"

The originally enlarged pit quickly shrank. This time there was an extra leg, so the sand became tighter. The shrinking pit locked the giant monster's left leg tightly.

The giant monster didn't know what was going on, and was still pulling out its legs vigorously. Under the influence of the huge force, the effect of the pits was failing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

But a little bit of time and control effects were enough for Draco to complete the plan.

"Disgusting thing, I declare that you are finished!"

In the previous battle, he and the troll were running around in confusion, and it was difficult for the magic spell to hit the giant's little head. This time, the giant was unable to move, which was exactly the effect designed by Draco.

"Shattered to pieces~"

It was so high that it broke, and the ending was so long that it trembled, which shows how uncomfortable this battle was for Draco.

The small head on the troll's shoulder near the neck exploded in response, and was smashed to pieces by the crushing curse. After being fatally injured, the two-headed troll looked up to the sky and screamed, its eyes turned white, and the iron wall that was originally supported on the floor softened. , the whole body fell forward.

The huge body was like a cattail fan, kicking up dust and blowing it past Draco in the wind.

"Bah, bah, pfft..."

Facing the giant monster's retaliatory "attack", Draco kept spitting sand in his mouth and fanned his right hand back and forth to disperse the dust in the air.

At this time, applause rang in Draco's ears, and when he looked back, it turned out to be Hughes and Jody.

Hughes smiled and said: "Congratulations, Draco, you relied on your own strength and wisdom to kill a giant monster, and it was a rare two-headed giant monster among the giant monsters."

Hearing this, Draco's tense nerves suddenly relaxed. After the strenuous exercise, his thighs became weak. He sat down on the floor full of pebbles. His buttocks hurt, but he didn't care.

In other words, he didn't have the energy to care about the feeling of his butt at the moment.

Looking at the corpse of the troll not far away, his eyes were blank and he muttered to himself.

"It turns out... I can do it too!"

Jody came over and held out his hand to give him a hand.

It took a long time for Draco to recover.As a result, I saw a hand in front of me and looked up with doubtful eyes.

But Jodi said impatiently: "What are you doing? Why don't you get up? There are activities waiting for you at the Institute!"

"Oh, oh, I understand."

Draco took Jody's hand.

After leaving the basement classroom, the group was chatting and laughing. Jodi's impression of Draco had changed. This time, he was reviewing the previous actual combat process with him and pointing out the advantages and disadvantages.

By chance, they ran into Quirrell who came to recover the troll.

Seeing the three people appearing here, Quirrell was stunned and said with a chuckle.

"You, why are you here?"

Then, Quirrell remembered that he was still a professor and pretended to be serious.

"Okay!"

"I really didn't know, it turns out that Slytherin students also like to go out at night."

"But you shouldn't come here, it's dangerous."

Hughes was really not in the mood to cooperate with Quirrell in acting. After all, wasn't he the director of tonight's play?What's more, Hughes had already secretly complained about Quirrell's acting skills in the hall before.

So, Hughes interrupted him decisively.

"Professor, there's no need to act... I mean, don't be nervous, the troll crisis has been resolved."

Quirrell's expression changed from serious to confused.

"Ah, solved?"

"Please tell me which professor solved it?"

"Tell me and I'll go find him and get the troll back."

As a result, Jody pushed Draco again, "Professor, it's not other professors who can deal with the trolls!"

"It's our classmate Draco Malfoy, our first year."

Draco was like a war hero undergoing review. His neck was not long but stretched straight. He also wanted to be a proud little swan tonight.

Quirrell seemed to be in disbelief, "You solved it?"

"I know you, young master of the Malfoy family, how can you possibly deal with a two-headed monster?"

Draco felt that he had been treated very unfairly and felt extremely aggrieved. Then he felt dissatisfied with Quirrell's suspicion.

Do you know how I got through the first half hour?

Do you know how hard I work?

……

Countless do you know questions roared in Draco's heart, but he remained elegant on the surface. After all, the education he had received since childhood did not allow him to violate etiquette easily.

Jody is a qualified commentator. He summarized Draco's highlights in a few words, retained the thrilling color, and told Quirrell what happened.

After hearing this, Quirrell pointed at Draco tremblingly and asked, "Did you really kill the two-headed giant?"

Draco thought to himself, you should believe this!

The small head tilted, combined with the straight neck, showed the pride vividly.

Looking at his little appearance, Quirrell still didn't understand, it was just that he couldn't believe it.

His facial features were distorted, "Draco Malfoy, you are so brave! You are in big trouble. Even if you are Lucius's son, I can't spare you this time. You actually... actually gave my troll to killed."

Hearing this, the two blind monks, Jodi and Draco, also discovered Hua Dian, "Professor, did you say something wrong? You said the troll is yours... Could it be that you released the troll..." …”

Jodi no longer dared to say the next words.

Regardless of why Quirrell did this, not to mention that they recklessly ruined Quirrell's plan, the two of them looked like they were claiming credit and showing off.

Damn it, Gil, hit the muzzle of a gun!

Seeing the dull expressions on his and Draco's faces, Hughes, who understood the reason, finally couldn't help it and laughed.

Facing the complicated expressions of Jodi and Draco, Hughes said: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to."

"I have undergone strict training. Generally, I will not laugh in this situation unless I can't help it."

Jodi: "..."

Draco: "..."

Quirrell was angry: "Laughing... laughing at your size!"

"You little bastards are ruining my life. The troll is dead. What if I can no longer participate in the protection of the Philosopher's Stone?"

"I still want to help the master..."

His brain was tingling, and Quirrell subconsciously shrank his neck.

In desperation, Quirrell kept pouring the beans out and almost threw them all away, but fortunately the "back of his head" stopped him.

Then, Quirrell's eyes were full of regret, "Dumbledore doesn't look down on ordinary trolls!"

He gritted his teeth and stared at Draco, "Do you know how much effort I had to go through to find a two-headed giant monster?"

All the unwillingness of the left rear turned into a roar: "Huh?!"

How could Draco have imagined that he had solved the crisis for the school, only to be scolded by the professor instead?

Quirrell's demeanor gradually became crazy, and Draco was frightened by him.

At this time, Hughes took a step across to block Draco and Jody behind him.

Evil smile!

Asked: "Qui Luo, since the troll is yours, then why should the troll appear in the basement? You should explain it, right?"

"Is this how you become a professor? Regardless of the comfort of your students."

At this time, Hughes didn't even call him professor.

Quirrell: "Explain? What should I explain? You actually dare to call the professor by his first name. I think you are going to shake things up."

Perhaps due to excitement or other reasons, Quirrell's voice began to become hoarse.

"Young man from the Shafik family... don't think that because Dumbledore gave you some color, you don't know your last name. You are just Dumbledore's pawn."

"Oh?!"

Hearing this, Hughes looked at "Qi Luo" meaningfully and said, "Are you going to show off your cards? This dark magic..."