In fact, the women''s bathroom is not too big. Seven or eight people pile up and look very crowded.

    Listening to the movement outside the door, Hermione and pansy fought with each other with big eyes and small eyes, and no one would bow their heads to show weakness. But others, such as the Slytherin girls and Harry and Ron, were not so "calm", and the quail seemed to shrink to the end.

    Of course, they also hold a magic wand - the only thing that can bring a sense of security now.

    "Harry, what should we do?"

    The footsteps outside the door seemed to be getting closer and closer. Ron panicked and shook Harry''s arm wildly, as if the troll''s footsteps were not in the corridor, but in his heart.

    "I don''t know."

    Harry whispered a word through his teeth, and his face was very ugly.

    In the final analysis, they are only freshmen who have just been in school for a few months. In the face of such a situation, they really have no way.

    "Bang!"

    Suddenly, a loud noise broke the last line of defense in Harry''s heart.

    That''s the noise from the next door

    In other words, the troll is not far from the door!

    "Yi!"

    Startled by the noise, pansy trembled and made a voice that even she felt very strange.

    Subconsciously grabbed Hermione''s robe, and her wand shook like a twig blown by the wind.

    "Calm down, little princess. This is not the time to shout!"

    In fact, Hermione also wanted to cry, but pansy was one step faster than her.

    Looking at the hand on her robe, she took a deep breath and began to desperately recall the spell she had learned so far.

    "Hum!"

    Conscious of his gaffe, pansy angrily removed his hand and flushed his cheeks.

    Some things can be done, but it is impossible to admit.

    "Dong! Dong! Dong!"

    The footsteps of the monster became louder and clearer.

    The people in the women''s bathroom are biting their lips and quietly waiting for the judgment of fate.

    They prayed silently, holding the last chance like grasping the straw floating on the water.

    Unfortunately, the reality is always cruel.

    "Bang!"

    The short shirt stick in the troll''s hand completely shattered all fantasies.

    "Uh!"

    Sawdust flew, debris splashed, and the troll began to roar wildly.

    "Ah!" "Help!" "Mom, help me!"

    When hope was dashed, the little wizards'' psychological defense line completely collapsed and screamed one after another.

    Even Hermione and pansy, who fought with each other before, temporarily forgot their relationship and subconsciously hugged each other.

    "Bang bang!"

    There was another violent knock with a stick. The door of the bathroom couldn''t stand such devastation, and soon a big hole was broken.

    A smell of dead fish mixed with garlic rushed into people''s nostrils and made people want to vomit.

    But now no one pays attention to that little thing, because the troll poked an arm into the hole!

    "Ah!"

    Hermione is worthy of being a lion college student with "recklessness" in her bones. Looking at the gray and thick arm in front of her, she screamed and waved her wand wildly, shooting a series of sparks.

    "Zi Zi."

    Don''t say it. It works. The troll felt pain and really retracted his arm.

    "Hoo ~"

    Pansy and others breathed a sigh of relief.

    But only a few seconds later, the enraged Troll beat the wooden door of the bathroom with a wooden stick again.

    Primitive and crazy, the swing is like a storm!

    The wooden door that had originally opened a hole was simply broken in pieces this time, and the unprotected little wizards were exposed to the giant monster''s sight.

    "Roar!"

    With a roar of excitement, the ugly Troll had a bloodthirsty smile on his mouth!

    "It''s over."

    Looking back on his short life like a lantern, Harry stared at the misty eyes and was very unwilling.

    Mingming just came out of the staircase compartment and saw the vast magic world. Did he end up in such a hurry and die in the hands of the monster?

    no

    Don''t do this to him!

    "Yugadim Leviosa!"

    When his fear and unwillingness reached a certain limit, he hit the bottom and rebounded. Harry roared and shouted the only spell he mastered in the incredible eyes of his friend Ron.

    Floating spell!

    "Buzz!"

    The power of the spell acts on the troll''s short fir stick, causing the stick to deviate a little.

    While the troll''s dull brain didn''t understand what was going on, Hermione shot it. It was still her best "spark curse".

    "Ah!"

    As the situation changed, Ron pinched his thigh and raised his old wand with tears.

    But unfortunately, Mr. Weasley didn''t remember any magic spells. Flustered, he caught a glimpse of a mop in the corner of the bathroom

    "I fought with you!"

    Ron was really timid when he was timid, but he was also really reckless when he was reckless.

    Once you''re in charge, you can''t care so much.

    He roared, grabbed the mop and rushed towards the troll step by step!

    Pansy and those Slytherin girls are stupid.

    "Roar!"

    First, he almost didn''t hold the weapon, and then he was secretly attacked by sparks. The troll was angry in his heart.

    It''s not over yet. When he closed his eyes and calmed down, someone beat him on the knee?

    No, this can''t stand!

    Waving the stick, the troll closed his eyes and attacked indiscriminately, but it was hard for Ron, who focused on the troll''s footwall attack.

    The wind roared in my ears, and the cold rushed straight to the back of my head along my spine. Mr. Weasley threw himself down, narrowly and narrowly avoided the deadly stick, and fell on the ground in a shit eating posture.

    Seeing this, Harry and Hermione were very anxious.

    Ron is in danger!

    "Yugadim Leviosa."

    Just then, a few irregular but distinct spells sounded in their ears.

    It''s those Slytherin girls!

    In fact, if you can, pansy and they don''t want to intervene.

    Unfortunately, the trolls blocked the bathroom door like a wall. They just couldn''t escape.

    In all desperation, several people had to sacrifice the "floating spell" praised by Professor flavie and join the battle like Harry.

    With the help of pansy, the pressure on Harry was reduced, and Ron picked up a small life while the troll was at a loss.

    "Hold on, we can''t stop!"

    Although she was afraid, Hermione''s mind was clear.

    She knows that the current "advantage" is only a false "advantage".

    Once relaxed, the troll will mercilessly wave a wooden stick and hammer them into meat patties one by one!

    "Do your own thing!"

    After hearing this, pansy clenched her teeth and snorted coldly, and did not dare to relax her control of magic.

    Judging the situation is their Slytherin''s strength. They need a Gryffindor''s mouth?