The Death Knell

Just as the professor said, the troll was indeed in the men's bathroom on the third floor, and Neville, whom Hermione had met before, was also there.

Because he was bullied by Draco again during the day, and because of his poor performance in Potions class, he was detained by Professor Snape for labor service and cleaning the Potions classroom.

After returning to the common room, he expected his friends to comfort him, but Ron just played with the mouse carelessly and complained:

"You allowed Snape to find an opportunity to deduct points from us again. If we don't win the Academy Cup this year, it will definitely be your fault."

Ron completely selectively ignored that he was the one who deducted the most points from Gryffindor. The points deducted by Neville by the Potions professor were less than a fraction of the points deducted by Ron in the gym class.

But Neville couldn't remember how many points he had deducted. Hearing these words, the little fat man felt that he was so guilty that he hid in the bathroom alone and cried.

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When he was a child, he witnessed his parents being tortured to madness by Death Eaters. After he was rescued, his grandmother cast a spell on him in order to protect him and hide those memories.

The purpose was not to completely erase it, so instead of using 'Forget It', I used the 'Confusion Curse', hoping that he would be able to remember who his enemy was when he becomes an adult.

However, the old lady may have been traumatized by what happened to her son and daughter-in-law. She used too much force when casting the spell, which caused Neville to have very bad memory and become habitually forgetful.

Because of this, he completely forgot about the Halloween dinner tonight.

As a result, he finally looked at the memory ball and remembered what he had forgotten. When he hurriedly wanted to go out, he was discovered by a passing troll and blocked into the bathroom.

The monster's blue-black skin was like dried moss, and its smooth head had a pair of vicious little eyes. It roared at Neville, but its bad breath could not cover up the smell of it.

If it hadn't been for missing dinner, Neville would have vomited it on the spot.

However, something wrong with his brain gave Neville another advantage. Although he was a little fat, he was a flexible fat man.

His physical strength is not lacking. Among the first-year students, his physical fitness is the best.

After several weeks of training with Professor Wilson, Neville was able to redeem his physical talents in advance under the threat of wolves, if only in terms of running.

The troll chased him with a big stick and hit him, but he just couldn't hit him. After each thrilling dodge, there was always a shower of tiles and cubicle fragments flying, as well as a large amount of water splashing from the broken water pipe.

He screamed ahhhh, which made the giant monster keep attacking and became very anxious.

When Hermione and the professor arrived, Neville was only wet, but not lifeless.

"Neville?! Why is he here?"

Hermione obviously still remembered the boy who lost the toad on the train. She had a very good memory and would remember almost everyone she met. She planned to take out her wand in order to save the boy.

However, Deathstroke was faster than her. Almost as soon as she stood outside the broken door, the prepared shotgun was handed to the little girl.

"use this."

The automatic shotgun with a drum magazine has a special industrial aesthetic. The black gun body is also equipped with a tactical rail and a red dot sight.

Hermione's shoulders slumped: "Are you serious, Professor? We have to save people!"

"Unless you think you are a fool, you can't hit him at such a close range. You want to save your classmates, but as a first-year student, how many magic spells do you know that can defeat trolls instantly?"

Su Ming threw the shotgun to the girl. She still had some strength after the small stove exercise:

"The alchemy wand is different. It can be used by children and adults alike. It is a Wilson AA12 automatic 'wand', equipped with No. 12 single-head bullets, with a rate of fire of 360 rounds per minute, a range of 100 meters, and 32 detachable rounds. The drum is equipped with a tactical sight, and it only takes three seconds to save your classmates."

"It's obviously a shotgun! What kind of alchemy wand! How long are you going to fool the magic world?!"

Hermione made a classic three-part complaint, but her body took over the shotgun honestly. This type is easier to use than the pump type, just like an automatic rifle.

Miss Granger deftly loaded the weapon and opened the safety, adjusting it to single-shot mode.

Only then did she realize that the gun had been specially modified so that even her little hand could hook the trigger, just like the firearms used in shooting classes.

The professor was still so considerate, but it was a little strange. Why did he seem to know all these things in advance?

However, the situation in front of her no longer allowed her to be distracted from thinking about anything else. Neville had been jumping up and down for so long. On the one hand, he was exhausted, and on the other hand, the ground was full of water. His feet slipped and he fell into a horse-down position. fell to the ground.

The troll's eyes lit up, and he immediately raised a stick as big as a small tree in his hand, and was about to smash it down.

Hermione immediately picked up her gun and shot the monster in the back. The strong recoil made her shoulders numb. Almost at the same time, she saw the troll stagger and a big hole appeared in its back.

This shot hit the lungs, and a large amount of blood and internal organ fragments flew out, and the single-headed bullet undoubtedly penetrated its body, leaving a round hole in the wall on the other side.

Deathstroke just stood beside her with his hands behind his back, speaking as if giving a lecture: "In the book "Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them", trolls are divided into 4X-level dangerous creatures. Only very experienced adult wizards can deal with them. , because they are very powerful, and also have basic intelligence and anti-magic skin. They can only be killed with powerful spells such as Shen Feng Wu Ying. Monsters with rough skin and thick flesh are always difficult for wizards, but today I I’m going to teach you the unknown weaknesses of the troll..."

"Huh?" Hermione waved her gun and signaled Neville to get up and run away. She didn't seem to pay much attention to the professor's words.

However, the little fat man didn't know whether he was completely shocked or what. He just grinned and closed his eyes, covering his face with his hands as if to block a big stick, and he didn't see Hermione's movements.

"The head." Su Ming stretched out a finger and raised the angle of the gun: "The only weakness of vertebrates is the head."

Hermione was a little hesitant. Just looking at the bloody hole behind the troll made her feel a little stiff, let alone killing a creature.

"If it doesn't die, your classmates will die. Do it." The professor's demonic voice sounded in her ears, and his breath blew her hair: "It is too big, and this wound is only a minor injury to it. The wild beasts are the most dangerous."

"..."

Hermione felt a little confused. She originally thought this would be a demonstration class, where the professor would defeat the troll with his fists and she would watch from the side.

Unexpectedly, she was asked to take action and kill a creature that looked a bit like a giant.

"It might kill Neville and then you. You don't want me to go to your house to deliver death notices to your parents, right? Think about your little friends and your relatives. You have the power to protect them now. ,use it."

The troll recovered from its stiffness. While trying to reach out to touch the penetrating wound on its chest, it turned around with the stick in hand to see what had hurt it.

When it saw a human cub holding a weird stick against it, the tall monster let out a roar. Of course, this also caused a lot of blood to spurt out from its injured lungs, and even touched the tiles under Hermione's feet. superior.

Su Ming acted as if he hadn't seen it and still whispered in her ear.

Even the gods have fought against them. To him, a giant monster is no different than an ant. With just a thought, he can eat it until all its bones are left by strangulation.

But as I said before, this is Hermione's lesson. If she can't kill, then no matter how good her talent is, it will be in vain.

Although it is a little early for her to kill monsters at this age, geniuses are destined to bear more burdens than their peers, which is also fair.

It depends on her choice. If she can't do anything, then Su Ming will wait for another year and start training Luna next year. Although the girl is a bit neurotic, the little girl who has witnessed death has a personality no less than Hermione. of talent.

Geniuses often exist, but whether they can transform into talents that suit Su Ming's heart still depends on Hermione's own choice.

It is impossible for the Supreme Mage not to kill, and to kill faster and better than others, this is a difficult road.

Little Hermione received a lot of prize compensation from the professor, and was destined to lose a lot of childhood happiness compared to her peers because of the professor's teachings. This was also the price.