Raven's Claw at Hogwarts

Hey, look who this is? Mike slowly approached Hermione, Oh! A little tabby cat.

Hermione heard Mike's voice and did not respond. Instead, she quickly turned her head away so that Mike could not see her face, and at the same time wiped her face with her hands, trying not to let Mike notice that she had just cried.

When Mike saw Hermione's attitude, he couldn't help but think of his daughter in his previous life, thinking that Trish looked like this when she was wronged.

Whoever bullied you, I'm going to kick their ass. Mike handed over a handkerchief, Don't wipe your eyes with your hands all the time, it's not good for your eyes. You don't want to wear big glasses like Harry, right? ?That wouldn’t look good.”

Listening to Mike's gentle words, Hermione felt that the tears she had managed to hold back flowed down again.

They all hate me!

Mike put a hand on Hermione's back and patted her gently. The child was crying so excitedly that she coughed.

It's okay, don't you still have me? I will always be your friend.

Hearing this, Hermione turned her head and threw herself into Mike's arms, crying loudly. Tears and snot soon soaked the robe on Mike's chest.

Mike held the crying Hermione in his arms, patted her back, and kept talking about the words he used to coax his daughter in his previous life.

It took a long time for Hermione to stop crying, but she did not leave Mike's arms. She buried her face in Mike's chest and said in a muffled voice:

Am I particularly annoying?

Who said that? Tell me who said that and I'm going to kick his ass.

No one says that about me, it's just what I think.

The poor little girl is still protecting her friend, fearing that Mike will really kick Ron's ass.

Mike was very good at coaxing children. He had accumulated a lot of experience in his previous life, and he could coax Hermione to stop crying with just a few words.

Okay, today is Halloween! Let's go to the auditorium quickly. Mike took Hermione's hand, You shed a lot of tears today. You must eat more later.

Hermione hit Mike angrily, but did not refuse Mike to hold her hand.

Mike took Hermione around the castle. At first, Hermione didn't pay attention. After a while, Hermione finally noticed the abnormality.

This doesn't seem to be the way to the lobby, right?

Really? Maybe I remembered it wrong.

Mike dealt with Hermione casually, which was also part of his plan.

Take Hermione with you to find the troll, and immediately ask Hermione to find the professor while you deal with the troll alone.

In this way, even if he can't defeat the giant monster, he can still wait for the professors to come to support him, which is a kind of insurance.

Hermione had no doubt that he was there and was led forward by Mike.

Finally, after turning a corner, a 3-meter-tall humanoid monster appeared in front of the two of them.

Go find the professor for help. I'll stop him here. Mike let go of Hermione's hand.

No! You have to come with me!

We can't let it wander around the castle, go!

Mike said to the loud Hermione in a commanding tone.

Hermione, who was startled by Mike's stern tone, had red eyes again, but she did not let the tears fall, but turned around and ran towards the hall.

Mike watched Hermione disappear around the corner, turned around to face the troll in front of him, and the all-black wand of black raspberry wood had already appeared silently in his hand.

The hunt begins!

Mike loved hunting in his previous life. He once went to Africa to hunt large animals such as lions and rhinos, and he knew very well the secrets of dealing with these large creatures.

Stand straight to death!

A leg-locking spell accurately hit the giant monster's right leg. To deal with such large creatures, one must find a way to slow down their movement speed.

Because you can't kill them with one blow, and they usually become more ferocious after being injured, and you will never be able to outrun the giant monster on your own two legs.

I saw that the troll who was studying the door of the women's toilet twitched violently when his right leg was hit by the leg-locking spell, but it was not closed with the left leg.

The leg-locking curse just now was forcibly broken off by it.

Just as the troll was scratching its head and wondering why its legs were cramping, two more leg-locking spells hit its right leg.

This time, under the effect of two leg-locking spells, its right leg finally connected with its normal left leg at a weird angle.

Mike even heard a clicking sound, which he was sure was the sound of a broken bone.

The giant monster roared to the sky in pain, and with this roar similar to that of a lion, the giant monster fell down.

The fallen troll finally found Mike, the little bug that caused him severe pain.

It endured the huge pain, crossed its hands and its intact left foot, and approached Mike at an unscientific speed.

Mike immediately started running to the side, still releasing the obstacle-heavy curse as he ran.

This kind of mobile casting requires superb shooting skills, and a normal wizard will most likely miss the mark.

But Mike is different. In his previous life, he was a well-known sharpshooter in the industry.

The twisting and crawling giant monster was getting slower and slower, and it roared every time an obstacle fell on it.

The way it was moving now was very hurtful to its right leg, and a sharp pain shot up from it with almost every twist.

Gradually, under the obstacle-heavy spells that Mike continued to release, the monster's moving speed was reduced to about the same as Mike's running speed.

Upon seeing this, Mike no longer released obstacles and instead used Rapid Confinement, which is a magic spell that can imprison the entire body of a creature.

As a series of confinement spells fell on the two arms of the giant monster, the giant monster finally stopped.

Its hands were tightly tied behind its back, and it roared unwillingly as it looked at Mike who was still reinforcing the spell not far away from him.

After confirming that the troll could not break free within a short period of time, Mike panted heavily and came to the troll. The movement and casting just now consumed a lot of his energy.

The giant monster in front of it was still roaring, and as it roared, a stench that was ten thousand times more disgusting than the women's bathroom that hadn't been cleaned for many years rushed into Mike's nose.

Mike almost vomited from the smoke and quickly pinched his nose.

The giant monster looked very miserable at this time, and its right leg, which was still close to its left leg, was twisted in a weird posture.

The bones in the right leg that were twisted during the crawling process had already pierced the flesh, and a huge wound was made on the right leg. The blood was flowing like a stream, and soon formed on the ground. A large pool of bright red.

Looking at the miserable troll in front of him who was still roaring at him, Mike raised his right hand holding the wand, aimed at the giant's long mouth and cast his strongest spell at the moment.

The flames are blazing!

A stream of red and yellow flames spurted out from the tip of the black rhododendron wand, instantly engulfing the giant's head.

The fire poured into the giant monster's open mouth, burning its mouth and throat.

The troll kept struggling in pain, and kept moaning from its mouth.

But the longer it opened its mouth, the more fire poured into its throat.

Mike controlled the flame and moved forward step by step. With the help of the Greedy Necklace on his chest, he could clearly feel the magic in his body flowing from his body to his wand.

But in this process, some magic power will break away from the large force of magic flow and eventually dissipate in the air.

Mike tried hard to control the escaping magic power and followed the large army into the wand. These magic powers were extremely difficult to control. Mike only felt that his head was about to explode with pain.

At this time, the greed necklace on his chest exuded bursts of coolness, relieving the pain and bringing it to a range that Mike could accept.

As more and more magic power was controlled into the wand, the flames burning the troll began to gradually change color.

Eventually the flames changed from red and yellow to a bright yellow that was close to white.

This bright yellow flame was extremely powerful, causing more damage to the giant monster in just a few seconds than the combined damage caused by the previous red and yellow flames.

Soon the troll lost its voice, and Mike continued to burn for a while uneasily. He stopped releasing the fire spell until he was sure that the troll was dead.

Mike won this hunt!