MTL - Harry Potter and the Badger Who Can’t Magic-Chapter 32 trolls before halloween

In a blink of an eye, Halloween is coming, Hagrid hollowed out the big pumpkins on the farm, lit candles, and placed them in front of the promenade of Hogwarts Castle.

Auston disliked those big pumpkins very much. To be honest, Hagrid's carving was either too bad or too expressive. Those pumpkins were all grinning. Allston was startled every time he walked down the promenade at night.

The day was still so busy, even before Halloween, they still went to class as usual.

Auston had no class this morning. He went to the Room of Requirement on the eighth floor by himself to practice his broomstick.

Maybe he ate too little in the morning, and his stomach protested before noon.

So he picked up the Quaffle and Bludgers early and went downstairs.

He was thinking as he walked. I'm afraid there is no lunch in the auditorium. He can go back to the dormitory on the first floor and put the **** and brooms back.

Then go to the kitchen next to the common room to order something to eat. Those kind house elves will definitely not refuse.

After making up his mind, he quickly walked downstairs.

Suddenly, on the stairs from the fourth floor to the third floor, someone slammed into him from behind.

After the man bumped into him, he didn't apologize, and continued to walk forward quickly.

Just as Auston was about to stop the man, he found that the figure was too familiar to him, from the thick yellow-brown hair he could tell it was Hermione.

Auston opened his mouth but didn't call out. There should be something in such a hurry, so don't disturb her.

Thinking of this, Auston didn't care anymore and continued to walk downstairs.

He was followed by a group of Gryffindor first-year students, who looked like they had just finished class.

Auston could clearly see that when he passed by, Sissy rolled her eyes at him, obviously her anger wasn't over yet.

Auston smiled helplessly, and silently walked back to the dormitory behind them.

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All afternoon, Auston was dizzy under the torture of Professor McGonagall.

When Professor McGonagall uttered the word 'dismissal'. For the first time, Auston felt a sense of relief that he had never felt before.

He was the first to rush out of the classroom, completely ignoring Professor McGonagall's staring eyes.

Who would care! Tomorrow is a happy Halloween holiday, and the weekend is three days in a row without going to the **** Transfiguration class.

When we got to the auditorium, it had already been decorated.

Countless bats were flying on the high ceiling, and low dark clouds hovered above the dining table. Next to the dining table are many ugly jack-o-lanterns of the same style as those in the long corridor, and the candles inside are shaking with the dark clouds.

Auston took his seat, put a large piece of roast lamb chops on his plate, and ate it without any image. The classmates around were also chatting about holiday arrangements while eating.

Suddenly, the door of the auditorium was pushed open, and everyone's eyes turned to the people who came in.

I saw Quirrell, a professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts, walk in tremblingly.

"Troll...in the basement...thought you should know"

As soon as he finished speaking, the other person fainted.

Auston was shocked by what he said. He has been restless since this morning, and he always felt as if he had forgotten something. He should have remembered when Hermione bumped into him! Auston patted his head regretfully.

The entire auditorium immediately became chaotic. Professor Dumbledore had to make a few screeching firework explosions from the head of his wand before everyone was quiet.

"Prefect," he said in a low voice, "lead your college students to the dormitory immediately!"

"Classmates, please come with me!" Hufflepuff's prefect Gabriel shouted to the people at their table

"Follow me! Don't fall behind." The competent Gabrielle looked back at these little radishes from time to time.

Auston saw Harry and Ron sneaking into their team. And then separated from them again at the descent of the stairs.

Auston was very worried about Hermione, but he didn't dare to tamper with the direction of the original book. After all, Hermione became close friends with these two guys after they were rescued in the end. Without Hermione's words in the Iron Triangle, he couldn't imagine whether Harry could still defeat the Dark Lord.

He hesitantly followed behind the team. Although he knew that Hermione would be rescued, he was still a little uneasy.

Walking down the stairs on the first floor to the basement floor, Prefect Gabrielle took out his wand and walked to the common room with a group of little guys.

When the vat in front of the lounge was in sight, Auston finally made up his mind, even if he didn't intervene, to see Hermione to make sure she was all right.

He sneaked out of the line and quickly ran upstairs.

After passing the auditorium and going up to the second floor, he suddenly stopped at the entrance of the stairs leading to the third floor.

Is it the second floor or the third floor? He forgot which house he was in.

While he was still guessing whether it was the girls' toilet on the second or third floor, there was a sudden scream from upstairs!

Auston immediately locked his direction and climbed the stairs in three steps. Follow the increasingly strong smell of stinky socks to the girls' toilet on the third floor!

Seeing the scene in front of him, Auston's eyes widened in disbelief.

I don't know what happened, but I saw Ron curled up in the corner and shivering.

Harry was holding Ron's battered wand and was standing not far away, casting all the spells he could think of on the troll, with little success. The spell hit the troll's thick skin like a It doesn't feel the same at all.

And Harry's wand was stuck in the troll's nostril.

The troll held up the stick, which was almost as tall as Auston, and Hermione curled up in front of the troll and shivered, tears streaming down her face. The stick was about to knock her down.

At this moment, Auston couldn't think about it, he swooped on Hermione and blocked her with his body.

The troll's wooden stick slammed into Auston's back, causing him to almost faint. A mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, and bits and pieces fell onto Hermione's white shirt. Auston thought he must have broken several ribs.

Hermione screamed and hugged Auston, UU reading www. uukanshu.com A warm feeling came from the hand she put on Auston's back. she looked up

Blood! There's blood all over his back!

Don't get dizzy! Can't get dizzy! Auston bit his lower lip with his teeth, always reminding himself to stay awake.

He struggled to break free from Hermione's embrace and stood up staggeringly.

From under his robe he took out the short sword he had bought from Boginbok's store.

When the troll's second stick was about to come over, he stretched his arm upward and stabbed the troll's knee with a sharp sword.

The sharp dagger cut through the tough skin of the troll effortlessly. A green blood spewed from its wound and splashed into Auston's black hair.

Plop! The troll with a sore knee knelt on the ground.

Auston didn't give him a chance to breathe, he jumped up abruptly, and the dagger in his hand accurately inserted into the troll's eyes!

The troll dropped the stick in his hand in pain, covered his eyes, and howled frantically!

It stood up and threw Auston against the wall with a punch. Then he walked around with his eyes covered, seemingly trying to escape, and Harry followed it back step by step with his wand.

The troll took a few steps forward with difficulty and fell to the ground!

Harry was startled, walked over lightly and tried its snort.

After that, he let out a long sigh of relief, and his tense face finally relaxed.

And Auston was not so lucky. After falling off the wall, he felt that all the bones in his body were broken. Hermione crawled over and hugged him.

"Ann... it's safe..." Auston's **** face gave Hermione an ugly smile.

He heard Hermione cry and call his name, voices coming and going.

He finally couldn't hold it any longer, and slowly closed his eyes. fainted.

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