Harry Potter: Sacrifice of Creation

Without hesitation, Turner pulled his wand out of his pocket and said to Harry and the others on the side, "Go to the House professors and tell them the situation, Hermione, you'll go to the Gryffindor common room, and I'll go to Neville." "

With that, he cast a wayfinding spell and followed the wand's guidance and ran quickly towards Neville's location.

The three of Harry were still immersed in Turner's somewhat frightening face at this time, and they didn't expect Turners to run away without warning, which made it impossible for the three people who wanted to go together to keep up, because he was too fast.

Hermione looked at the back of Turner who was about to disappear, and gave up the idea of catching up, she also knew that her strength was really not good, and the most important thing now was to inform the professors.

"Harry, the three of us split up to find the professors of the house and ask them to help Turner, remember to be quick, I'm afraid Turners will be in danger too!" said Hermione, turning her head and running in the direction of the lobby.

She remembered that there were still a few professors in the lobby who were keeping order, and she wished they were still there.

As for Harry and Ron, they also came to their senses at this time, and hurriedly followed Turner and Hermione's instructions and went separately to find the professor.

Besides, Turner's side, with a set of national footwork under his feet, ran towards the third floor at a fast speed.

When I came to the third floor, there was already a very unpleasant smell on the corridor here, as if socks that had not been washed for several years were piled together and fermented, and it smelled very bad.

However, Turners had to endure the foul smell and look for the past in the hallway.

According to the wand's guidance, Neville was in a room in the hallway ahead, and Turner really couldn't do anything.

Turner strode forward, hoping to find Neville before the trolls attacked.

It didn't take long for Turner to hear Neville's frightened shouts in the hallway ahead.

Turners immediately became alert, clutched his wand in his hand, and rushed in the direction from which the voice came.

When he came running, Neville was in the same room as a giant monster that had been seven or eight meters tall, with green skin, a pungent stench, and a dull head, making a final struggle.

It's just that the size of the two is not proportional to each other, and Neville is destined to not last long.

Turners didn't hesitate and immediately attacked the stinking troll.

"Ten thousand bullets are flying!".

This is a relatively rudimentary attack spell, compared to when Turners had taught Draco some time ago.

It's much better to use your powerful magic power and magic control to forcibly rub the magic ball to attack.

With the support of the spell, Turners was able to release at least five times more magic orbs than before with the same amount of mana and the same control.

And this time, the situation was critical, and Turners did not spare the slightest.

From the tip of his wand, it was like a machine gun, firing a steady stream of magic balls.

At a very fast speed, the orbs slammed into the back of the troll's head.

I only heard a series of "bang, bang, bang!" sounds, and the troll's head was stumbled by this sudden attack, and the big one almost fell.

Finally, with the support of the huge wooden stick in his hand, he was able to balance his body and not lie directly on his stomach.

And at this moment, Turner's empty left hand shook slightly, and a silver-white wand with a golden pattern appeared in his hand, and when the wand was hooked in his hand, Neville's body was uncontrollable, thinking that he flew over.

Turners didn't have the time to catch Neville, and with a slight shake of his body, he dodged Neville and let him fly behind him.

Then, the wand in his hand was put away again.

The wand on his right hand never stopped spitting out magic balls.

After this series of blows, the troll finally reacted, turned around with anger on his face, used his left hand, blocked the direction where the magic ball was flying, led the huge wooden stick, and rushed towards Turner.

Looking at the attack of the magic missile, it had no effect, and Turners gave up.

To be honest, at this time, the strength that Turners exerted was less than half of his total strength.

After all, the elemental magic and arcane magic that did not belong to this world, he didn't plan to expose them for the time being, and the magic he just learned in school was indeed not able to exert his full strength.

However, this does not mean that Turners is not strong, at least relative to the students, Turners is a very strong group.

After the magic missile lost its effect, Turners gave up the magic.

With a wave of the wand in his hand, a bolt of magic was launched onto the stick that the troll was holding.

The wooden stick in the troll's hand, after a burst of change, eventually turned into a giant strip-shaped balloon.

Before his not-so-brilliant brain could react, Turner flew out with a blade that sliced through the "balloon" in the troll's hand.

Although Transfiguration magic has a certain timeliness, it will take a long time for the transformation to return to its original state after it is destroyed, at least after Turner's magic power is exhausted.

But the transformation technique he just used and the magic he used were enough to make this process last for a long time.

He was stunned when the wooden stick disappeared from the troll's hand, but soon, he roared angrily and rushed towards Turner regardless of it.

Rao is the speed of Turner's movements, and if he wants to compare with a giant monster seven or eight meters tall, it is also a huge difference.

He didn't do such a useless job either, and waved his wand again.

This time it was still Transfiguration, but the subject had changed, turning into a stone floor in front of him.

The stone floor resembled a mass of plasticine, wriggling and then transforming into two huge arms.

At this time, the troll also rushed over, just as Turner hammered out his fist.

However, Turners was out of range of his attack with just a dodge.

And when he wanted to pursue, he really didn't have that chance, and the two stone arms on the ground between them had firmly grasped the troll's two feet.