Fantastic Creatures Trainer at Hogwarts

An object nearly four meters high, two meters wide, and weighing one ton fell from a height of ten meters. The impact was extremely frightening.

Even if the troll has rough skin and thick flesh.

When he fell to the ground, he was so dizzy that he looked at the sky as if his little head was stupid:

who I am?

where am I?

What am I going to do?

——Until a faint, almost breathless moan came from under its butt.

The giant monster Dulu slowly remembered.

oh……

I seem to be here to beat someone up!

Where are people?

It climbed up and looked at its butt. There was a creature that could barely be called a humanoid lying in a pool of blood in a twisted posture. It looked extremely miserable, but it was not dead. It was even conscious. The blond head

The two eyes stained red with blood were full of disbelief.

——This is a troll? Where did it come from?

I feel someone is following me!

Turned out to be a troll?

How can it be?

How could a troll appear silently in the Muggle world? Not to mention the Disillusionment Curse, look at Bigfoot, the Disillusionment Curse is useless!

Who else?

The blond man felt his whole body getting cold.

But it's not painful.

To be honest…

Although both arms and the bones of the chest were crushed, the injuries were not fatal and only prevented him from using the wand to cast spells.

But he is afraid.

Not only are you afraid of the giant monster in front of you, but you are also afraid of the unknown existence that can easily bring the giant monster to your head and smash it down... Wait! Above your head?

A fairy fell from the sky holding a ring.

Just under his gaze.

A handsome black-haired boy walked out of a hole in the ring. He first bent down to pick up the wand that was thrown far away, and then said, "You know who I am, right?"

"Ringo..." The blond man's mouth was bleeding, but he still said the name clearly, "...Shelby?"

"very good."

Lin Ge smiled slightly: "It seems that I didn't hit the wrong person. How should I call him?"

The blond man stared at him.

Didn't speak.

"How many people do you have?" Lin Ge continued to ask, "Who sent you to kill me?"

"Don't bother." The blond man finally sneered and said again, "You really surprised me. At such a young age, you actually have an advanced creation of the Traceless Stretching Curse, and you can also legilimens? Haha, you don't think I don't have it.

Have you ever practiced Occlumency?"

"Sorry, I did underestimate you."

Ringo immediately apologized.

Although it was determined that this guy had broken both arms and was unable to use his wand, even if his mouth could still be used, he had to use hand gestures to cast spells without a wand - in general, he had lost the ability to cast spells.

But the other party had shown vigilance before.

It's enough to show excellence.

Based on this alone, Ringo is willing to respect the other party.

therefore.

He changed the topic and no longer asked questions that had no answers. Instead, he stared at the blond man with regret: "So before your other companions are caught by me, you will not reveal any information. I hope

The other party will save you, right?"

"You are smart."

"I'm smart? Then you're stupid."

"What?"

"If you are of no use to me, do you think you can still save your life?" Ringo looked down at him condescendingly, "You should know my identity in the Muggle world, right?"

The blond man suddenly shuddered.

He seemed to have thought of something.

But he hasn't spoken yet.

I heard Ringo say to the troll: "Dulu, this person belongs to you, eat slower, the head will be eaten last."

"No, don't kill me, I can say..." The blond man saw the troll grabbing his waist and lifting him up, and he was so frightened that he spoke hurriedly, "Please give me a chance!"

Ringo looked up at him: "Okay, how many people do you have?"

"Maybe three!"

"Maybe? Then who sent you?"

"No, I don't know..." The blond man felt the troll licking his blood, "I, I'm just responsible for the work, please don't kill me, I'm still useful."

"Then what are you good for?"

"I know that our boss and our employer may have set an unbreakable curse. If not, we would never do anything to the new students at Hogwarts. That would be tantamount to angering Dumbledore."

"Any more?"

"Uh..." The blond man's face became more and more ugly. Suddenly, he shouted loudly, "Help..."

"——"Fainted""

Ringo threw a stun spell at it, then cleaned up the blood stains on the alley, and then got back into the ring...

It didn't take long.

The fairy held the ring and got into a Bentley outside the train station.

"who?"

A young man not far away heard the noise and ran over immediately. He put his hand into his clothes and seemed to be ready to draw a gun, but he quickly froze: "Mr. Ringo?"

Ringo, who was sitting in the back seat, looked at his familiar younger brother with a smile: "Are you alone?"

"Yes..." The younger brother nodded, "Something happened at home."

"What's up?"

"Mr. Sam is injured, but there is no danger. The enemy has been killed. We originally had a lot of people here, but the others were temporarily sent to protect Mr. Sam by Miss Daisy. They are in an apartment in London..."

The younger brother said it quickly, but the details were not detailed.

Ringo didn't blame him.

I'm afraid it's something involving wizards, and Daisy is hiding something.

But it's okay to know that Sam is okay.

He suppressed his worries for the time being and asked instead, "Are there any weapons in the car?"

——If the person who attacked Sam was also a wizard killer, then adding the three people revealed by the blond man, that means in the end only the one with the map in the station is left.

It must be solved!

But there are people from the magical world wandering around in the station, so we can't call the troll out anymore, but we have to do it as quietly as possible...

"Yes!" Hearing this, the younger brother pointed to the two boxes at the back, "Grenade, pistol, submachine gun..."

Wow!

The box is opened.

A pile of weapons was exposed in Ringo's eyes, and he could see that he was well prepared, but his gaze did not linger for long. Instead, after searching several layers, he settled on a Dragunov sniper rifle...

…

Between platforms 9 and 10 at King's Cross Station.

The wizard holding the trace map was still sitting, with his head lowered, scanning the names on the map back and forth, especially those walking between the two platforms.

Such as now.

A man named Jack passed by him.

Too bad he's obviously a Muggle.

He didn't care.

However, just after Jack passed by, the wizard felt that there seemed to be something else in front of him. He raised his head slightly and saw a piece of waste paper one meter in front of him.

It says:

"I know where Ringo Shelby is."

His heart skipped a beat, and he hurriedly looked at the map again, only to find that Ringo's name did not appear on the map. Although he felt alarmed, he subconsciously got up and picked up the piece of waste paper.

I looked at the front.

Turn the other side again.

Then, he saw the words on the back: "Times have changed, wizard."

What?

He looked confused.

Completely unaware of the ring on the high beam behind him, Ringo looked with satisfaction at the target that had grown in size after standing up, and waved the hand holding the wand.

Oh...

Gunshots with silencers rang out.

next moment.

A bloody hole appeared on the wizard's chin. He shook his body and was about to fall to the ground. However, he was immediately supported by the Muggle named Jack from before: "I really know that people are here."

Where, I will take you to find him now..."