Chapter 40： meet by narrow road

"Sorry, sorry..." Hermione quickly said sorry, and looked at the person she knocked down. After seeing the face, she widened her eyes in surprise: The person in front of her was the Tom she was looking for!

"Tom, why are you here!" Hermione's mood was a little complicated at this time. She couldn't tell whether she was happy or angry, and there might be a hint of relief. After all, the decoration style of this corridor is really too hellish. Terrified.

"Uh, because the school hospital is on the second floor?" Tom was puzzled by this question, why is he here? Because of diarrhea! After drinking a cup of milk tea, the stomach is not very comfortable when transfiguration is performed in the afternoon. After going to the toilet, it is first "big beads and small beads falling on a jade plate", and later it gradually developed into "flying down three thousand feet", and finally "Empty Valley Legend". It's going to be loud and sad." Tom couldn't stand it anymore, so he went to the school hospital on the second floor, hoping Madam Pomfrey could solve his problem.

Madam Pomfrey is worthy of being a famous doctor, and indeed the medicine cures the disease, just a magic spell and a bowl of magic medicine cured Tom's disease. Madam Pomfrey gave Tom another qi nourishing potion and let him go.

As a result, Tom bumped into Hermione at the corner of the corridor.

"Forget it, a troll slipped into Hogwarts! Let's go back to the lounge!" Hermione remembered that this was not a place to catch up, and she quickly grabbed Tom and wanted to take him out of here.

Tom shook his nose, and he smelled a strange smell: a smell of stinky socks mixed with the old public toilet.

"What's this smell?" Hermione smelled it too, she covered her nose with disgust, and the next moment a low mumble came over, accompanied by the sound of heavy objects rubbing against the floor. Hermione's doubts were soon answered: a behemoth, bathed in moonlight, appeared at the end of the corridor.

It is at least 12 feet tall, its skin is as dull as granite, and its entire body is bloated and hypertrophic, but under the rough and dirty skin is the faintly visible muscle - don't think that being fat means you can't fight, sumo wrestlers are also top-heavy! The most combative creatures tend to be those with a muscular body but a thick layer of fat, such as the brown bear.

The giant monster in front of him is such a creature. The mud on its skin and the fat under its skin are excellent defenses. What's worse is that it is not a simple beast. It can also use tools - it also carries a stick in its hand. The thick wooden stick, the sound of friction just now was the sound of the stick dragging on the ground.

The troll is not only very resistant, its skin also has a certain degree of resistance to magic spells, which is why there is a troll in the defense level of the Philosopher's Stone. In a small space, trolls are creatures that really resist crispy wizards. Even if he is as strong as Dumbledore, if you give him a punch, he will break the bridge of his nose.

The troll looked at Tom and the others. It was obvious that his tiny eyes had spotted the two of them. It sped towards them, Hermione let out a shrill scream, and pulled Tom upstairs. run. But the troll burst out at a speed that didn't match its size, strode forward, and caught up.

The distance between the two monsters was rapidly shortening. Tom substituted a little bit into the pursuit problem in mathematics, and speculated that they would be overtaken if they didn't reach the fourth floor.

So he stopped immediately and shouted, "Hermione, go first!"

Then he touched the ring on his hand. When his finger swiped across the three-headed dog, he felt that his whole body was getting hot, and his nose and smell became more sensitive. The next moment—

"Roar—" Did Tom turn into a dirty three-headed dog, and Hermione didn't stop, shouting: No, I'm going to fight with you, but speeding upstairs without looking back go. She knows very well that this level of fighting is not something she can interfere with, and she should go to the professor to deal with it.

One of the downsides of turning into a three-headed dog is that the smell on the troll is clearer: it stinks more than dung! But there is also an advantage, that is, the twelve-foot-tall monster looks less scary, and the three-headed dog in his incarnation is about the same height as it, and in terms of size, he is a little bigger.

Under the same size, primates and canines are disadvantaged in battle. The only advantage is that primates can use tools, but Tom is not a stupid big dog, he is a man in dog skin.

The troll is a little strange: why did those two snacks suddenly become this thing? With other species, this fight can't be fought, because this is predation, not territorial disputes. The struggle for territory is to fight for life, and the predation is to avoid injury. The three-headed dog incarnated by Tom is very good-looking and has enough deterrent effect. Under normal circumstances, other animals will be withdrawn, but the troll is different.

The troll is stupid! Trolls, with their rough skin and thick flesh, are used to being domineering in the wild How can they know how to give in? Their principle is one word: Do it!

In the eyes of this troll, the three-headed dog that suddenly appeared was here to grab food. So it got angry: the smelly beggar, came to the stone house to beg for food? On the opposite side of the corridor, is the enemy! To fight, the troll decided to banish the dog from here.

It waved the wooden stick in its hand and rushed over with a roar. The stick cut through the air and made a whining sound. The scene was very terrifying, and Tom also gritted his teeth and rushed forward.

boom! The troll's stick hit the dog's head on Tom's left, but Tom didn't respond. As long as he wasn't conscious of the dog's head, it was no different from a sarcoid, and it was only severe pain after being beaten. No negative effects like stun.

The troll attacked with a bat, and the empty door in its chest opened wide. Tom took the opportunity to put his claws on its shoulders, and then bared his one-foot-long fangs, biting the troll's neck fiercely, and then Rip hard!

A large piece of muscle was directly torn off, and at the same time, the large blood vessel on the troll's neck was also torn off. The hot, stinky blood spurted out directly. combat power.

It tried to plug the wound on its neck, but it was completely useless, blood spurted everywhere, and the loss of blood also took all the strength of the troll, it sat down slowly against the wall, less than a minute It didn't move, only the fingers and toes were still twitching in a conditioned reflex. The whole corridor was dripping with its blood, and it was hard to imagine that there was so much blood in its body.

Tom also returned to his human form, and with a bang, his left shoulder twisted into a strange shape, which was the injury left by the troll's blow. And there were loud footsteps upstairs.