The Druid Master of Hogwarts

Originally, Snape wanted to continue to scare Ron, but Fish suddenly came out and interrupted his plan.

He pouted a little regretfully, then ignored Ron, who was still doubting his life, and strode to the next room.

Since he couldn't scare Ron, Snape didn't plan to waste too much time here. After all, in these levels, trolls were the most dangerous.

Although he passed the Defense Against the Dark Arts class and crammed Harry into a lot of ways to deal with trolls, that kid Potter, like his hated father, was a brainless Gryffindor, and God knows what he taught him. How much have you mastered.

"Okay, Ron, you're not dreaming."

Dumbledore smiled to stop Ron from knocking himself on the head, trying to wake him up from his sleep.

"It's a little complicated, I'll explain it to you later. Now, let's take a look at Harry's next performance with us."

Ron, who still couldn't fully recover, looked at Dumbledore with a confused expression, not knowing how to react for a while.

At this moment, Professor McGonagall's cold and stern voice sounded in his ears.

"During the curfew time, you went to the area expressly prohibited by the school rules. Do you want to be expelled?"

Suddenly, the sense of reality that Ron had been missing came.

His face instantly turned pale, his lips trembled slightly, and his eyes were full of horror when he looked at Professor McGonagall.

Professor McGonagall glared at Ron for a while, until he felt that he was having difficulty breathing and was about to faint again, a faint smile appeared on Professor McGonagall's face.

"But since you are not afraid of strong enemies, I will not punish you this time... You played chess well."

Professor McGonagall smiled and nodded to Ron, then led Fish to the next room.

"Minerva, it's not fair meow!" (●ΦДΦ●)

Feixu protested angrily: "Why would I be pinched by you when I sneak in!"

"Because they came in to stop the bad guys from stealing the Philosopher's Stone, and you came in for fun!"

"C, it's not meow! Feixu is here to beat the bad guys!"

"Don't lie!"

"Minerva, you yourself like to lie meow! No meow! Fisch didn't lie!"

"Let's go,

Dumbledore patted Ron, who was starting to get confused again, "Don't you want to see if Harry and Hermione got the Philosopher's Stone in the end?" "

"Professor Dumbledore, what the hell is going on here?"

Ron followed Dumbledore's side and asked with a complicated expression. Although he still didn't understand the specific situation, he at least understood that his and Harry's every move was actually under the control of the professors. .

It made him feel like a fool.

Dumbledore could easily see what Ron was thinking, and he comforted softly: "You guys are doing really well, but you have too much prejudice against Professor Snape, so you have overlooked some details. Of course, Severus has his own problems, and it's not entirely your fault."

The two talked and came to the room where the troll was kept. Harry and Hermione were still dealing with the troll, while Snape and Professor McGonagall both stood by the door and stood by.

And Fish, who was standing beside Professor McGonagall, looked at the trolls in disgust. (●Benefits)

Although Dumbledore had cast the odor-blocking spell on his body, Fish still put an extra blister spell on himself, which made him look a bit funny now.

Without further thought, Ron came directly to Fish.

"Red-haired No. 4, do you want to dab your head and curse meow?" Feixu asked, shaking the wand in his hand.

"Uh... no need, thank you."

Sniffing his nose, Ron, who found that he didn't smell any odor, shook his head and was about to ask Fish to see if he could learn more from his mouth when Snee suddenly sounded beside him. Poona's annoying sarcasm.

"Mingming already knew that the opponent was a troll, but it took so long under the premise of preparation. It seems that Miss Know-it-all is barely passing in theory, but the actual operation is a complete mess. As for our savior...hehe."

"As freshmen, I think the two of them are already doing great."

Professor McGonagall glared at Snape in disgust, defending his student.

Ron also glared at Snape, "That's because I'm not there! According to our original plan, I was responsible for attracting the troll's attention, Harry was responsible for interfering, and then Hermione gave the final blow, now Without me, of course they have to adjust their plans!"

Snape glanced at Ron lightly, gave him a mocking sneer, and then withdrew his gaze, not bothering to argue with him at all.

Ron, who was ignored, gritted his teeth in anger, but he only dared to contradict Snape just because of his enthusiasm for a while. Now that his senses have returned, he can only cheer for Harry and Hermione silently.

In fact, the plan they made at the beginning was quite good. Although trolls are powerful creatures, their brains are not very good, and their reactions are relatively slow.

If the plan is successful, you don't even need three people, one person can lure the other person to cast a spell, and the troll can be easily eliminated.

But plans are just plans.

Hermione's mind was instantly stunned when confronted with the twelve-foot-tall, ugly and stinking monster, and although Harry still had a bit of courage, the plan they had made before was completely blank. Well... it was completely forgotten by him.

Fortunately, after Hermione was stunned, she was quickly awakened by Harry's eager shouting. She hurriedly raised her wand and shouted at the troll's feet: "Quickly imprisoned! "

A thick rope flew out from the tip of Hermione's wand and wrapped around the troll's ankle. Although the rope was broken almost as soon as it was wrapped, it also successfully completed its mission - to tie the troll. Blame it for tripping.

"Trolls are extremely powerful, but they are extremely stupid. They have thick skin and thick flesh and can resist some weaker spells, especially for beginners like us. Don't delusionally use spells to cause damage to trolls directly. Try to choose In a way that can cause collateral damage..."

Hermione kept repeating what Snape had taught in class, her brain racing as she recalled the battle plan they had made earlier.

Seeing that the troll was about to get up again after being tripped over, Harry quickly swung the wand in his hand and kept casting a leg-locking spell on it.

"Stop the leg stiffness! Stop the leg stiffness! Stop the leg stiffness!"

Sadly, it has little effect.

It was Hermione who turned a nearby stone into a mouse in time to distract the troll, otherwise Harry would be chased all over the room by it again.

Originally, Snape, who had been taunting at Hermione's performance, quieted down, but after seeing Harry's poor performance, he sneered contemptuously again.

"Humph! I don't know what this idiot listened to in class."

"...The troll's response is slow, which is related to their less developed pain nerves, so most of the injuries that affect them, the trolls don't care too much... Harry, don't use this kind of direct effect on them. The spell on it."

Hermione continued talking, reminding Harry in a low voice.

"Then what should I use?!"

Harry yelled back and asked, and then managed to get the troll chasing the little mouse to turn his attention back to him.

To Fish, who was very good at fighting, Harry was acting like those stupid chickens who barked to reveal their position when he was only hunting.

The kitten didn't have any idea of ​​taking care of the face of the classmates, and just laughed.

"Meow hahaha! Minerva, Scarhead is so stupid!" ╭(●｀●)╯

Fish tugged at Professor McGonagall's sleeve, leaning back and forth in laughter.

Ron next to him covered his face. As a bystander, he was able to conduct a calm analysis. Naturally, he felt that Harry's behavior just now was a bit stupid, so stupid that he didn't have the confidence to refute Snape's ridicule.

"As an absolute representative of developed limbs and a simple mind, trolls have a small brain capacity, and their stupid heads are the biggest weakness. This is not only in terms of IQ, as long as the trolls' heads are strongly impacted, they will easily I'll faint...that's it!"

Hermione finally recited the solution Snape "sent" to them, and at the same time remembered the plan she had made earlier.

She jerked her wand in her hand and shouted at the huge wooden stick in the hands of the troll who was chasing Harry: "Winga Dim Leviosa!"

The stick suddenly broke free from the troll's hand, rose high into the air, and then fell sharply, hitting its owner's head with an earth-shattering explosion.

The troll swayed in place and fell face down on the floor with a thud that shook the room.

"Nice job! Hermione!"

Ron raised his fist high and jumped up to cheer her loudly, even though she couldn't hear it now.

"Humph! When facing me, a dark wizard who wants to steal the Philosopher's Stone, she doesn't have so much time to memorize the text."

The corner of Snape's mouth twitched slightly and continued to mock, causing Ron to glare at him again.

"It's been great, I didn't have the confidence to tackle a troll when I was in first grade."

Professor McGonagall was quite satisfied, she smiled and praised.

As a result, Feixu on the side was a little jealous, he tugged at the hem of Professor McGonagall's clothes, "If these guys are not too stinky, Feixu can beat them casually!"(ˇˇ)

In order to prove that what he said was true, he further emphasized: "Even those big spiders in the Forbidden Forest are not the opponents of Fish!"

Then Professor McGonagall grabbed his ear and shouted loudly: "When did you run off to provoke the eight-eyed giant spider again?!!"

"Minerva, I was wrong meow!" ∑(●QДQ●)

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