I'm the paper king at Hogwarts

Chapter 38 Trolls

"It's up to you!" Hermione screamed and roared, "You're the little beaver!"

"You are so fragile. Look at you. When things happen, you will just squat in the bathroom and cry." Catherine wrinkled her delicate nose: "I'm beginning to believe what you said, you are not a little beaver."

Hermione gave her a twitchy look.

"Could you be a skunk, damn it..." Catherine put on a look of sudden realization, and then said with disgust, "Can you stay in this smelly environment?"

Hermione was off guard.

"Ahhhh!!!" Hermione screamed, "I'm not a skunk —!!! You nasty woman!!!"

"I don't have the time to play this kind of boring debate with you." Catherine's eyes flashed a look of disdain: "Whether you are a beaver or a skunk, you should understand that sulking alone cannot solve the problem. It will only make people look down on you even more."

Hermione wanted to say something, but was interrupted by a muffled sound of "Boom, Boom, Boom".

She wiped the corners of her eyes, stood up from the toilet, and asked with her head poking around, "Wo...Miss Worley, did you hear anything?"

Catherine nodded and turned to look in the direction of the voice.A dark shadow was drawn long by the light, and it was constantly approaching the door of the bathroom.

So, who is wrong with designing the bathroom door so big?

This was a thought shared by Catherine and Hermione.

A tall monster stood impressively at the door, holding a big wooden stick in his hand, staring at the door in front of him with eyes full of wisdom.

A sour smell of stinky socks that hadn't been washed for several months wafted over in due time, and Hermione couldn't hold it back, and vomited all over the floor.

She swore that she would rather smell the garlic smell in Professor Quirrell's Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom than suffer such inhuman torture.

"It's...it's a troll!" Hermione's face was very ugly, and she didn't know whether it was from vomiting, smoke, or being frightened.

The troll's eyes followed her voice, her heart tightened, and she said hastily: "It's broken! It found us!"

"Oh my god..." Hermione's throat was a little dry, and she felt as if all her strength had been emptied, so she could only lean against the door of the cubicle to maintain her standing position: "I read in the book I have seen that trolls are highly resistant to magic... At our age, it is difficult to have any spells that can cause effective damage to it..."

"Stand behind me!" Catherine didn't turn her head. She drew out her wand and stared closely at the troll in front of her.

"No, I can't leave you alone—"

"Stand behind me!" Catherine grabbed Hermione's wrist and threw her not far behind her: "You will only get in the way when you are by my side!"

While speaking, the booming sound sounded again, and another giant monster came over.

"I think...we're going to die." Hermione's words seemed to come from the deepest part of her throat, with a sense of seeing through the world.

"I guess it won't be today." Catherine waved her wand, and dark green flames rushed out, devouring the first giant monster under Hermione's miraculous gaze.

Full level Fiendfire, so terrifying.

At that moment, there was an inexplicable element in Hermione's eyes that she didn't even understand.

"Stupefy! (passing out)"

Catherine's wand tip shot a light blue spell that hit the second troll right in the forehead.The giant wobbled, walked on cotton wool as if drunk, and finally fell to the ground.

"Hermione! Hermione!" The voices of Harry and Ron sounded from there, and at the same time, two little heads emerged from the door.

Seeing Catherine, the two of them were choked, and their happy little faces instantly collapsed.

"Wo...Miss Walley..." The two of them stammered and greeted each other.

"Red-haired squirrels, and four-eyed frogs?" Catherine looked coldly at the two men who were cowering, and put the wand back into the pocket of the robe after a long while: "I think if you come later, maybe every People get their share of a jar of beaver pate."

"Harry, Ron..." Hermione was very surprised to see the two little friends. She ran over and hugged Harry. When it was Ron's turn, she thought about it and gave Ron a hug: " I didn't expect you two to come to me... oh my god."

The feud between children came and went quickly, and Hermione had already forgotten about Ron speaking ill of her this afternoon.

"Hey, I thought you were going to say something." Ron smiled and scratched the back of his head: "This is a friend, isn't it?"

Harry also had a smirk on his face, and Catherine looked at the fledgling trio with a look of disgust, and said with a look of disgust: "So... Miss Beaver and her squirrel boyfriend—oh, and the good sister Frog, If nothing else, I think I'm going to get out of here."

As soon as this sentence came out, the faces of the three of them blushed, especially Ron, whose head seemed to be steaming.He looked at Harry, then at Hermione, and seeing that Hermione was also looking at him, blushing, he turned away quickly.

Potter stood there grinning like a fool, looking no smarter than a troll.

A rush of footsteps came, waking up the trio and interrupting Catherine's steps to go out.The first one to appear in front of everyone was Professor McGonagall. She looked at the unconscious troll on the ground, with one hand covering her chest, gasping for air.

"Who can tell me what happened here?" Her stern eyes flashed across several people, making San Xiao a little uncomfortable.

Catherine didn't care, it wasn't her fault anyway.

Snape came in just in time, limping.He first glanced at Harry with concern, then quickly withdrew his gaze and put on a serious face.Professor Quirrell followed behind him, and only glanced at the troll. First, there was a flash of astonishment in his eyes, and then he let out a weak sob. He sat on a toilet, tightly clutching the collar of his chest.

"It's my fault, Professor." Hermione stood up first, "I thought I could deal with trolls, you know, I've read about them..."

"It was Miss Worley, she saved me and stunned this giant monster with a spell." She didn't say two, after all, the black magic of Fiendfyre...it doesn't have a good impact.

She didn't want to cause trouble for Harry and Ron, and she didn't want to cause trouble for Catherine who saved her.

"Harry and Ron were just worried about my situation, so they came to save me," Hermione added.

Professor McGonagall looked at Harry and Ron with stern eyes, and the two silly boys nodded their heads in a hurry, for fear that they would be reprimanded by Professor McGonagall for being too slow.

(End of this chapter)