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"Gryffindor students, follow me!" Percy...

He quickly left with the Gryffindor students.

Harry and Ron then went to Zicomo.

“Zicomo, Hermione isn’t here,” Harry said with some concern.

"I know, don't worry, I'll go find her. You guys go back to the lounge first."

Zicomo bid farewell to the two and cast a Disillusionment spell on himself.

Follow your own role in Hermione's life.

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Upon arriving at the women's restroom on the second floor, Zicomo did not intend to reveal himself immediately.

Hermione has now mastered many spells.

But his practical experience is still zero.

Zicomo intends to test her ability to react in the face of danger.

He certainly didn't want to cultivate a pretty but useless person.

Of course, it's said to be facing danger.

In fact, Hermione is 100% safe.

The alchemical necklace he gave her was engraved with an extremely powerful, all-around, and flawless armor spell.

Even if you bombard the giant for half an hour, you still can't break its defenses.

Therefore, he could have easily stayed in the shadows and watched how Hermione dealt with the giant in front of her.

Meanwhile, Hermione had just washed the juice off her robe.

Suddenly, I realized that I was a wizard.

"Damn it, how could I forget about 'cleaning up'! I wasted my time having dinner with my cousin for nothing."

Hermione muttered to herself as she pulled out her wand.

"Clean up!"

The robe was cleaned up in an instant.

Hermione sniffed her robe.

"Hmm, no strange smell..." Hermione nodded in satisfaction. "Hmm? Why does it smell bad?"

The little witch sniffed, turned around, and saw the enormous creature blocking the doorway.

It was about the height of a door frame, covered in green skin, and had an ugly face.

He was holding a large wooden stick and his whole body was covered in mud.

"Ah!!!" Hermione screamed in alarm.

The high notes nearly pierced Zicomo's eardrums as he stood outside.

"Wow, are all women born with high notes?" I scratched my ear.

The troll clearly couldn't stand the high-pitched sound either.

It raised the wooden stick in its hand and swung it down fiercely.

At the crucial moment, Hermione instinctively dodged to the side.

The first spell Zicomo taught him flashed through his mind.

"Radiant Stone Demon Shard!"

With a wave of his wand, a starlight tassel as thick as an adult's arm flew toward the giant.

It hit the troll's eye perfectly.

Luckily, the troll's brain was small enough, otherwise it would have been poked in the brain by the 'Radiant Stone Shard'.

The giant recoiled in pain, covering its eyes and roaring repeatedly.

It's going to eat the little thing that hurt it!

Chapter Twenty-Seven: Defeating the Troll, Quidditch Match

"Roar!" the giant roared and charged at Hermione.

"Stand stiff and stop dead!"

The giant's two legs were brought together by an invisible force.

Losing its balance, it tilted forward.

Zicomo hadn't expected the little witch to be so clever.

Everyone says that trolls are tough, thick-skinned, and have high magic resistance, but that only applies to offensive magic.

The curse of "legs stiffen and die" is like an invisible rope binding a person's legs.

It is incredibly effective when used on trolls.

Hermione took the opportunity to run out of the bathroom.

As he ran, he pulled a second-generation magic grenade from his pocket and threw it at the giant.

She remembered her cousin telling her that if she encountered enemies, she should throw them away.

Zicomo watched in horror.

Goodness, there must be at least seven or eight of those in that handful, right?

These second-generation magic grenades of his were modified by him.

The explosive force was more concentrated.

Each one can blast a meter-diameter piece of granite into a pulverized mass.

Thinking of this, Zicomo quickly stepped forward.

He waved his hand and retrieved all the magic grenades.

Then he waved his hand again, and the giant wooden stick that had fallen to the ground instantly turned into an iron rod.

The iron rod flew up and slammed hard into the back of the giant's head.

"duang!"

What sounds good is a good start.

The giant immediately fainted.

"cousin?"

Zicomo was still under the Disillusionment spell, so Hermione couldn't see him.

But she knew that Zicomo could cast spells silently.

“It’s me.” Zicomo revealed himself.

Hermione breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that it really was Zicomo.

"Cousin, why did you take those magic grenades back?" Hermione asked, puzzled.

"If I don't take it back, are you going to blow a huge hole in the school? Or are you going to blow up the troll? Can we afford to pay for damaging school property?"

In fact, Zicomo could afford to pay the fine.

He put it away because he didn't want Hermione to see the troll blown to pieces.

It's a bit too cruel to show this to a 12-year-old witch.

Besides, the professors will be here soon.

He didn't want Snape to deduct several points from his score for carrying dangerous items.

Hermione thought Zicomo made sense, but she was still furious.

So she raised her wand.

"Wingardim Leviosa!"

The Levitation Spell manipulated the iron rod, which hadn't yet turned back into wood, and kept swinging it around.

While smashing the giant monster, the little witch was also chanting incantations.

"You scared me! You were all filthy! You stinked me!"

Just then, footsteps sounded.

The professors heard the noise and rushed over.

“Zicomo! Hermione! Are you alright?” Harry’s voice rang out from behind the professor.

It seems that Harry and Ron were worried about the two of them and came looking for them with the professor.

"Oh my God! What's going on? Can any of you explain this to me?" Professor McGonagall said, somewhat alarmed and angry.