The Occult Warlock of Hogwarts

It's a bit too early to think about the way the troll will die, but DeWitt can really ensure that everything is foolproof - because he has dealt with stronger things 1. However, out of a safe habit, DeWitt came first

The giant monster's visual blind spot was very easy in the camouflage state. He slowly made a small fireball. This was a very basic spell. DeWitt did not put much effort into it at all, and then he controlled the fireball to circle around.

He went to the other side behind the troll and launched a tentative attack from there.

The fireball didn't do much damage. It landed on the giant monster's shoulder, but it had just burned the monster's skin and scorched the flesh under the skin. Unfortunately, the arm holding the wooden stick was still connected to the tendons, so the exploratory spells didn't remove it.

As an additional victory, it naturally angered the troll.

The giant monster's head is like a watermelon seed in a big watermelon. It cannot understand the reason why all this happened, and it acts purely on instinct - if it is attacked, it will fight back. As for whether it has a target, that is another matter. So the giant monster

Regardless of the injury to his right shoulder, he swung the stick wildly.

Seeing that the armor on the corridor had evil intentions, the troll smashed the armor apart with a stick. Seeing that the torches on the wall had evil intentions, the troll first raised its left foot. After thinking about it, it felt something was wrong, so it put down its left foot and raised its right foot, but it still

Something is wrong - the troll shook his head in confusion, how should he make that move...ah ha, how should he jump up?

It is normal for the troll to not be able to think of the answer to the question, but the troll will not give up so easily. It soon thought that it still had a big stick in its hand, and it just needed to lift this and the stick--

The arm that had been tortured until only bones and tendons remained were raised——

"Hey," DeWitt lifted the spell. He stood openly within the troll's attack range, took out the wand, and held the handle with one hand hanging by his side. He interacted with the troll as if he were meeting a familiar relative or friend.

Say hello: "Have you eaten?"

This time the giant monster's logic went wrong and it found the culprit who attacked it. Of course, it might not think logically at all and just continued the action of raising the big stick without thinking. The difference is that this time it changed.

achieved the goal.

A little slow, DeWitt concentrated on his defense and made a positive evaluation of the troll's attack.

The accuracy was still a bit off, and DeWitt didn't even move, so the stick fell into the empty space - because the wound on the troll's shoulder had exposed red and white bones.

What about strength? Not even strength. DeWitt did not throw any more fireballs this time. He created a sharp ice fragment 2 and controlled the cold fragment from the air to penetrate into the monster's wound, completely cutting off the monster's arm.

When the whole arm fell to the ground, the big wooden stick also fell to the ground.

The troll roared in pain. Its low intelligence brings low self-control. It has no idea that every second in this situation can determine life and death. It only relies on instinct to decide its actions. In the face of pain, it can only sit back and wait for death.<

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Of course, DeWitt would not miss this opportunity. He hated the giant monster so much that he was more willing to choose a violent method to solve the problem. So DeWitt rushed forward a few steps and picked up the giant monster.

Strangely, the wooden stick fell to the ground, turned slightly sideways, grabbed the thin end with both hands, then bent his knees, stepped heavily on the ground in the next step, jumped up with the wooden stick, and completed the action of swinging the wooden stick in a large semicircle in the air

, and in the middle of the fall, the end of the wooden stick landed on the monster's head exactly.

A dull blasting sound echoed through the corridor.

The sputtered dirty blood instead brought a bloody smell that was better than the stench. Part of the yellowish-white paste also flew towards DeWitt, but was stopped by an invisible barrier halfway. It turned out that DeWitt had not

Casting a spell to protect yourself.

After exhaling a suffocating breath in disgust, DeWitt threw the wooden stick aside.

"Oh my God, what have you done?" Suddenly a voice said: "You killed the troll with your bare hands and the troll's weapon?"

DeWitt immediately looked at the source of the sound.

It was an unknown ghost girl, wearing a simple and shabby long skirt, with an apron tied outside the long skirt; on her feet was a pair of Oxford shoes that had once been glamorous, and the socks under the skirt were striped. Although

Ghosts have no color, but this outfit makes people intuitively judge at a glance - when this girl was alive, she was probably in the same situation as this black and white outfit.

She looks very cute.

Loose straight hair with few decorations flutters behind her head, revealing part of her smooth forehead. Below the forehead are slender eyebrows, and below the eyebrows are a pair of big eyes - this is a cliché description, but beautiful eyes are usually big.

The small nose is neatly placed in the most appropriate position, making it unobtrusive and unobtrusive. If you look closely, you will feel that this is an exquisite design, which makes the lips neither thick nor thin.

"Someone" saw what happened, but DeWitt didn't want others to know the details related to the troll, so he prepared a spell to absorb the secret source, but did not activate it immediately. He had to try to communicate first.

"Those professors and students must be very happy," the ghost girl said coldly: "Since no one has any trouble, I will go back and report. You wait here -"

DeWitt frowned, he canceled the secret source extraction he was preparing, and said loudly: "Wait!"

"What's wrong? Is there any trouble again?"

"Professors you are talking about - what is going on?"

"Today is Halloween."

DeWitt knew, he nodded patiently and said: "Yes."

"The living have banquets, and the dead also have banquets." The ghost crossed his arms and did not continue to float. Instead, he landed on the ground like a living person and leaned against the wall. "I heard about the magic school here."

It’s lively, so I’ll come and see it this year, but the group of ghosts praising each other is too boring, so I just want to wander around..."

DeWitt was a little anxious. Judging from the ghost girl's tone, the professors were on the way now, and he didn't want too many people to know that the giant monster died at his own hands.

"I'm so impatient. I already said it very succinctly," the ghost girl continued: "At a banquet of living people, a gloomy person broke in and said, 'There is a troll.'"

"If he still has a scarf on his head, it should be Professor Quirrell."

"I don't care who your professor is or what college you are from," the ghost girl was very dissatisfied with DeWitt's intervention, her tone was a bit disgusting: "Then everyone started arguing, and a little girl ran to where the adults were eating...

…”

DeWitt had a strange premonition in his heart, and he once again interrupted and asked: "Does that girl have messy and curly hair?"

"The front teeth are not small either!" The ghost girl raised her voice and glared at DeWitt fiercely: "No! Do it! Interrupt! Listen! Listen to me - that girl said she has a friend named DeWitt...

”

"Oh, I am DeWitt."

"Shut up! You nuisance!" the ghost girl yelled. She flew in front of DeWitt, stood on tiptoes and glared at DeWitt: "I said, listen to me, listen to me! Or you can tell me?

What can you say?" After saying that, the ghost girl took a deep breath like a living person, adjusted her mood and continued: "Your principal happened to see me, and he entrusted me to take a look at the situation first.

It's so stupid, maybe I can help..."

1: The stronger thing is the trolls in the game. The content of the dialogue makes people feel cruel and stupid. The trolls in Divinity Original Sin all serve as guards. There are two guarding two bridges to collect tolls.

There is also business competition between these two. If one of them is killed, the relevant plot will change in a way that will make the player angry. The troll will only lose blood when attacked by specific attributes, and it depends on the model in the game.

The proportions, compared to Harry Potter's trolls, should be much larger, and their appearance is much more powerful. The reason why I mention trolls is because when searching for English, the English word for these two monsters is troll, I guess.

It’s just a difference in translation, but the Harry Potter novels I read when I was a kid talked about trolls, so as a distinction, I’ll continue to use this word

2: Water spell, the effect in the game is to create a frozen ground and freeze enemies without magic armor