Chapter 1822 The Savior Hermione

Text Chapter 1822: Hermione the Savior

"Die!" Voldemort's shrill voice resounded throughout the auditorium.

The breath of death is overwhelming!

The tip of Quirrell's wand shot out one frightening green light after another at an extremely fast speed, hitting the fleeing students and mercilessly taking their lives.

Familiar faces fell in front of her. Hermione never thought that so many people would die, even in a dream, but everything in front of her was too real.

The breath of death, which was as substantial as it was, oppressed her almost to the point of being out of breath.

She repeatedly told herself that these were all fake, but it was still difficult to remain indifferent. The whole scene was really horrible, and her body was shaking uncontrollably.

At this time, a green light flew straight towards Hermione, the powerful magic pressure far surpassed the Killing Curse in the Defense Against the Dark Arts class before, and even the soul trembled.

Hermione subconsciously wanted to dodge, but at this moment, a dinner plate flew from the side and collided with the Death Curse in the air, making a dull sound.

In the next second, the dinner plate turned into countless powders.

It's the magic of the professors, and they're stopping Quirrell from killing. Dumbledore was fighting with Quirrell Voldemort, and the speed of the two casting spells was so fast that it was impossible to see clearly. The exquisite spells followed one after another, the light of magic was everywhere, and the spells were flying.

Under the blessing of Voldemort, Quirrell's strength has been greatly improved, and he is inextricably fighting with Dumbledore, and his strength is comparable. The green light is centered on him and continuously shoots around.

Despite the best efforts of the professors, the killing continued. All the students who were hit by the green light lost their lives instantly. The back of Quirrell's head was shrouded in a cloud of black mist, and Voldemort's cold and piercing voice sounded from inside.

"Dumbledore, you can't stop me, death makes me stronger."

"Today, everyone will die!"

"Get out of here!" shouted Professor McGonagall, waving her wand to save the students and urging everyone to leave the auditorium immediately.

Hermione took another look at the battle between Dumbledore and Quirrell Voldemort, and followed the flow of people to the gate. Deafening shouts resounded throughout the auditorium, and the students rushed to escape here, but immediately the front hall sounded again. There was a louder sound, and many students started to turn their heads and run back, their faces twisted in panic, and the team suddenly fell into a huge commotion.

There was a loud rumbling sound, accompanied by a huge commotion, and a stench penetrated into the nostrils. It was a mixture of smelly socks and public toilets that were never cleaned.

Hermione was very impressed with the smell, it was the smell of trolls. Right in front of her, a terrifying creature is trying to storm the auditorium.

Its huge and clumsy body is like a huge pile of mud, its arms and short legs are like thick stumps, and it wields a thick wooden stick in its hands, recklessly harvesting life from the crowd.

This troll was bigger and stronger than any Hermione had ever seen.

It was almost as big as a giant, and the students wept and kept backing away. Under its attack, they resisted feebly, trying to prevent it from entering the hall.

But soon, another thicker and terrifying figure appeared in sight.

Then, another...

There were three giant monsters. They waved their giants and ruthlessly attacked the students in the hall, taking the lives of one student after another in the most tragic way.

Stimulated by the blood, they went mad, let out bursts of roars, and swung their giant sticks more and more vigorously.

The gate of the auditorium was immediately lost, and the students ran back in panic.

The teams collided and trampled in the middle, and the entire auditorium turned into a purgatory on earth.

All this was too real. Classmates and friends fell down and died one after another in front of them. Death was accompanied by wailing, pleading for help, and shouting to form a terrifying melody.

Even if she knew it was fake, Hermione couldn't remain indifferent. She drew her wand and stepped forward to attack the troll.

The Stunning Spell hit the trolls, but it didn't have much effect, it only made them madder. Hermione remembered how Ron defeated the trolls back then, and she cast the Levitation Charm.

The giant monster closest to the crowd suddenly froze. It was trying to swing the stick in its hand to attack, but the next second, the stick suddenly disappeared. It didn't understand what happened. He looked around frantically, looking for his weapon.

At this moment, the wooden stick flew out from the giant monster's hand, rose high and high into the air, turned around and fell down again, and hit its owner's head with an earth-shattering explosion.

The troll swayed in place and fell face down on the floor. There was a bang, shaking the entire space.

"Well done, you beat it."

"Beautiful, you saved us."

"Hermione, savior!"

"You are everyone's benefactor..."

Praise came from all directions, and the students looked at Hermione with admiration.

It was back to the previous plot, but this time Hermione didn't feel refreshed at all. The death of her classmate made her rescue seem meaningless, and these praises were even more empty.

None of this was what she wanted, and this absurd dream had already bored her.

The Order of the Phoenix is ​​about to launch an attack on Hogwarts. In their plan, they will first seize the castle and use it as a base to fight against Voldemort and his dark wizards. Hermione hopes that what happened in this dream will not happen in the real world. Otherwise she will really break down.

Fortunately, students in reality would not be so stupid as to allow the massacre, such as Harry, the Harry in front of him could do nothing but yell, and was forced to retreat by the troll.

The real Harry is definitely not like this!

Everyone is very strong, and Ivan is still there.

Hermione's confidence increased greatly, her wand turned, and the two doors of the auditorium changed into giants, stopping the trolls next to them and making violent collisions, preventing them from moving forward.

Amidst the praises around her, Hermione came like a savior. Her magic wand continued to wave, and under the control of the transfiguration, the troll's stick that had just fallen turned into a big gray snake. It dragged its long body and swam to the feet of the troll that was fighting against the giant. It changed into a rope again, and the rope bound the tree-like short legs of the two giants. Caught off guard, they staggered backwards and fell unconscious.

"This dream, it's time to end!" Hermione shouted loudly, she turned around and walked into the auditorium, the other students stepped back to make way for her, Hermione was going to participate in the battle between Dumbledore and Voldemort, She wants to end it all.