Who let this evil dragon into Hogwarts!

Chapter 42 The Giant of the Four Directions

"hiss--"

In the dimly lit classroom, the mountain-like monster staggered to its feet, seemingly not yet fully awake.

Hammerhead's memory was still stuck on that battle. The tribe had a new leader, and it became a patrolman, striking hard against the invading humans, and then...

And then, it appeared here.

"Going back... I don't want to... die."

Hammerhead mumbled something indistinctly, picked up the stick, and headed out of the classroom. It had to return to its territory before sunset to report to the club, or it would be disobeying the king's orders.

The thought of Wang sent a shiver down Hammerhead's spine. The image of Wang crushing the former leader's head and throwing the corpse in front of him was horrifying.

And yet, it inspires such longing.

Yes, I yearn for it!

Hammerhead is a female giant who only loves true power. She must demonstrate her charm to the great king in order to gain his favor!

"My king, wait for me!"

Hammerhead babbled in broken English. After learning that the king liked talking trolls, it had been trying hard to learn, but unfortunately, it lacked the talent.

So, how do we get out of here?

Hammerhead wandered aimlessly. The troll's small head couldn't comprehend what the main entrance was, what the side entrance was, or what the corridor was. It could only search again and again for every place it could squeeze into.

until--

With a loud thud, the door behind me slammed shut, and I could hear a boy excitedly shouting, "It's done!"

What happened?

Hammerhead scratched his little head, looked down, and saw a human girl staring at him in terror, letting out a piercing scream.

Hammerhead understood. It had long heard that humans were the most cunning species, capable of using others to eliminate their rivals. Today, it saw that this was indeed the case!

So, should we kill this girl?

Hammerhead's stomach rumbled, as if it hadn't eaten for days. The girl's cries also irritated it, making it want to smash her into mincemeat.

However, Hammerhead smelled a familiar scent on the girl—it was—

"king!"

Hammerhead roared excitedly, startling Hermione.

Just when Hermione thought she was doomed and that there was no point in talking about the law with the troll, she saw the troll suddenly kneel down on one knee with a submissive expression.

Hammerhead's idea was simple: this girl was obviously also the king's possession, and judging from her scent, she had a very close relationship with the king.

As long as we protect her.

Your Majesty will surely be satisfied!

Hammerhead really wants to improve!

……

On the other side, Harry and Ron panicked upon hearing Hermione's scream.

Having learned of the troll's presence and remembering that Hermione had dropped her little pearl in the bathroom, they decided to go and warn her. However, they ran into the troll halfway there. The two thought that locking the troll away would also protect Hermione's safety...

As a result, the troll and Hermione were locked together.

"Damn it, we've killed Hermione!" Ron's face turned ashen as he heard the scream coming from the women's restroom.

"We have to save her!" Harry turned around abruptly, went back to the women's restroom with Ron, trembling as he turned the key and slammed the door open.

"Hermione, we're here to save you—wait, what?"

Harry and Ron were a little confused as they stared at the troll kneeling on one knee. Weren't trolls supposed to be very dangerous magical creatures that would crush everyone they met?

Just when Harry thought it was a false alarm and that the troll was actually quite friendly...

"It's...you! The enemy!" Hammerhead's little brain recognized Harry's voice and immediately realized that this was the guy who had locked him up with the girl, the King's enemy!

"I'm going to smash you flat with this hammer!"

The troll roared as it stood up, wildly waving its giant club. Harry realized what was going on and hurriedly ran down the corridor.

But... why are they only chasing me?!

The rumbling footsteps echoed down the corridor. Harry ran as fast as he could, with the troll chasing after him. Ron bravely threw out his metal tube, but the troll didn't even glance at him; his eyes were only on Harry.

The great king once said, "When you fight, you must focus on one person and beat them to death!"

"We absolutely must...find someone...to help!"

Harry's heart pounded as he pondered where he should run in this situation.

Find the professors? No, the professors all seem to have gone to the underground classrooms. They think the trolls are still there and won't be able to come over anytime soon.

Should we find other classmates?

But who can we turn to? Faced with such a colossal creature, it seems unlikely that turning to anyone will be of any use.

"Never mind!" Harry gritted his teeth and led the trolls toward the Gryffindor common room.

Didn't Percy say that any young wizard could go to him, the prefect, for any problem they encountered?

He's facing a huge problem right now!

"Prefect Percy, help!"

Fortunately, the Gryffindor group hadn't gone far, with many upperclassmen leisurely following at the back, including Percy, who was in charge of maintaining order.

Hearing Harry's cry for help, the little lions excitedly drew their wands one by one. They had been dawdling at the back of the line, waiting for this!

The cricket, a foolish giant, could only flee in terror before the brave and wise Gryffindors.

"roar!"

A deafening roar suddenly erupted, and the monster from the textbook leaped into reality, so ferocious and terrifying.

Many young wizards quietly put away their wands, suddenly realizing that textbook knowledge was not the same as reality, and that professional matters should be left to the professionals.

Didn't you hear Harry call for Percy?

On the other side, Percy remained calm. As the best prefect, consistently ranking first in his grade, he didn't think the troll was that difficult to deal with.

"The troll's weakness is its head!"

Percy reminded everyone, but he felt it was unnecessary, as he had already cast an Explosion Spell, a spell powerful enough to confuse the troll's little head!

Anyway, trolls are all idiots; even if you cast a spell right in front of them, they won't even think to block it.

It's blocked!

The giant simply raised his hand slightly and easily blocked Percy's undisguised attack.

"This isn't like in the textbook!" Percy was starting to panic, but outwardly he remained calm and shouted, "Sneak attack! Sneak attack it from behind!"

Before anyone could make a move, the giant monster alertly turned its little head, ready to be attacked.

"How could that be? How did it see through it?!"

Percy's eyes widened, completely unaware of how loud his "secret plot" was.

After all, no matter how you look at it, trolls are notorious idiots, so they definitely shouldn't be able to understand human language!

Next, facing a group of young wizards with no practical experience, who hadn't even attended a single year of Defense Against the Dark Arts class, the specially trained giant was like a tiger among sheep, sweeping away several unlucky ones with every blow.

Looking at his seemingly helpless senior and the approaching troll, Harry closed his eyes in despair, feeling as if his life was about to end...

My life is over...

That's it...

Ah...

Strange, how come I'm not dead yet?

Harry couldn't help but open one eye and saw a boy blocking his way. Although he wasn't tall, he gave off a strange sense of oppression.

In front of the boy, a giant monster, many times taller than him, threw away its wooden stick, trembling as it crawled down, trying to kiss the boy's toes!

"The King... has finally been found!"