Chapter 24： The hunt begins

"Hey, see who is this?" Mike slowly moved closer to Hermione, "Oh! A little tabby cat."

Hermione heard Mike's voice and did not respond, but quickly turned her head to prevent Mike from seeing her face, while rubbing her hands on her face, trying to prevent Mike from discovering that she had just cried.

Mike saw Hermione's posture and couldn't help thinking of his daughter in his previous life, thinking that it was the same way when Trish was wronged.

"Who is bullying you, I'll kick them in the ass." Mike handed over a handkerchief. "Don't wipe your eyes with your hands. It's bad for your eyes. You don't want to wear big glasses like Harry does. That would not look good."

After listening to Mike's gentle words, Hermione could only hold back the tears that she felt she had been able to hold back again.

"They all hate me!"

Mike patted Hermione's back with one hand, the child cried so excited that he coughed.

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

Hearing the sound, Hermione turned her head and threw herself into Mike's arms, crying loudly, tears and nasal mucus soon soaked the robe on Mike's chest.

Mike held Hermione who was crying in his arms, patted her back, and kept talking about the coaxing words of 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 dull voice:

"Am I particularly annoying."

"Who said that, you tell me who said it, I will kick him in the ass."

"No one says that to me, but I think so."

The poor girl is still protecting her friend, afraid that Mike will actually kick Ron in the ass.

Mike is very good at coaxing children. He has accumulated a lot of experience in his previous life, and a few words made Hermione stop crying.

"Well, it's Halloween today! Let's go to the auditorium." Mike took Hermione's hand, "You shed a lot of tears today, you must eat more later."

Hermione hit Mike angrily, but didn't refuse Mike to hold her hand.

Mike led Hermione to turn left and right in the castle. At the beginning, Hermione didn't care. After a while, Hermione finally noticed the abnormality.

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

"Really? Maybe I remembered it wrong."

Mike played Hermione casually, which was also in his plan.

took Hermione to find the troll together, and immediately asked Hermione to find the professor after finding it, and dealt with the troll alone.

In this way, even if you can't defeat the trolls, you can delay waiting for the professors to come and support, which is regarded as a piece of insurance.

Hermione didn't doubt that he had him, but Mike led him forward.

Finally, after turning a corner, a humanoid monster with a height of 3 meters appeared in front of them.

"Go to the professor for help, I'm here to stop him." Mike let go of Hermione's hand.

"No! You want to go with me!"

"You can't let it wander around in the castle, go!"

Mike spoke to Hermione loudly in a commanding tone.

Hermione's eyes were red again, startled by Mike's harsh tone, but instead of letting the tears fall, she turned and ran towards the hall.

Mike watched Hermione disappear in the corner and turned to face the giant monster in front of him. The black prickly pear wand appeared in his hand silently.

The hunt has begun!

Mike was very fond of 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 knack for dealing with these large creatures.

"The legs are stiff and dead!"

A leg-locking spell accurately hit the troll's right leg. To deal with such large creatures, it is necessary to find a way to reduce their movement speed.

Because you can't kill them in one blow, and they usually become more violent after being injured, and you can definitely not run the trolls with two legs.

I saw that the right leg of the giant monster who was studying the door of the women's bathroom was hit by the leg-locking curse and twitched, but it did not close with the left leg.

The leg-locking spell was forcibly broken away by it.

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

This time its right leg finally fits the normal left leg at a strange angle under the effect of two leg locking spells.

Mike even heard a creak, and he could be sure that it was a fracture.

The giant roared in pain, and with this roar resembling a lion, the giant fell down.

The troll that fell on the ground finally found Mike, the little bug that caused him severe pain.

It endured the pain, crossed its hands and left foot, and approached Mike at a fast and unscientific speed.

Mike immediately began to run to the side, and while running, he continued to release obstacles and curses.

This kind of moving casting method to hit a moving target requires superb shooting skills. Normal wizards can hit crookedly.

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

I saw the speed of the twisted and crawling monster getting slower and slower, and every time an obstacle fell heavily on it, it would roar.

Its current way of moving hurts its right leg a lot, and almost every twisting will bring a sharp pain from its right leg.

Gradually, under the obstacles and spells that Mike kept releasing, the troll's moving speed was reduced to the same level as Mike's running speed.

Mike no longer releases numerous obstacles when he sees this, and instead uses rapid imprisonment, which is a spell that can imprison the whole body of a creature.

Following the imprisonment spells falling on the two arms of the troll, the troll finally stopped.

Its hands were tightly bound behind its back, and it roared unwillingly when he watched Mike who was still strengthening the spell not far away.

After confirming that the troll couldn't break free in a short time, Mike panted and came to the troll. The movement cast just now consumed a lot of his energy.

The giant monster in front of it is still roaring. With its roar, a smell that is more disgusting than the women's toilet that has not been used for many years rushes into Mike's nose.

Mike was almost spit out, and quickly pinched his nose.

The troll looks very miserable at this time, and the right leg, which is still close to the left leg, twists in a strange posture.

In the process of crawling just now, the twisted bone in the right leg had already pierced the flesh, and a huge wound was drawn on the right leg. The blood was flowing like a stream, forming on the ground soon. A large stall of bright red. UU reading www. uukānshu.com

Looking at the monster in front of him who was still yelling at him in a miserable form, Mike raised his right hand holding the wand and pointed it at the monster's growing mouth which was his strongest curse.

"flaming flames!"

A red and yellow flame spouted from the tip of the black pearwood wand, and in an instant it drowned the giant head of the monster.

The flames poured into the monster's mouth along its open mouth, burning its mouth and throat.

The giant monster is struggling with pain and screaming in his mouth.

But the more it grows its mouth, the more flames will flow into its throat.

Mike controlled the flame and approached step by step. With the help of the greedy necklace on his chest, he could clearly feel the magic power in his body flowing from his body up and down to his wand.

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

Mike tried to control these escaped magical powers and followed the large forces into the wands. These magical powers were extremely difficult to control. Mike only felt that his head was about to explode.

At this time, the greedy necklace on his chest exuded bursts of coolness, alleviating the pain, making it within a range acceptable to Mike.

As more and more magic power was controlled to enter the wand, the flame that burned the troll began to gradually change color.

Eventually these flames changed from red and yellow to a bright yellow close to white.

This bright yellow flame is extremely powerful, and the damage caused to the monster in just a few seconds is greater than the sum of the previous red and yellow flames.

Soon the troll lost its sound, and Mike continued to burn for a while, until he was sure that the troll was dead, and then stopped the release of the flame curse.

Mike won this hunt!