Harry Potter’s Book of Sin Chapter 318: Troll Valley and old acquaintances
() Because Maca’s apparition problem has never been solved, he now considers making door keys wherever he goes.
Before he went from Boothbarton to Durmstrang, and when he passed through Germany and Denmark, he also did two by the way, so that he could get it whenever needed.
Of course, this can't be said casually, after all, the door key control is very strict. Even if he can control the fluctuation of magic power and prevent certain detection methods of the Ministry of Magic, it will still be very troublesome if found.
The door key is a very convenient means of movement. It is not only easy to make and accurate, but it can even easily transfer groups. It is no wonder that the Ministry of Magic controls this thing so tightly.
At the moment, Maca is just like the previous few times, holding a red looking very festive (****) in his hand. When the space suddenly distorted, he disappeared in the area outside the school gate in a blink of an eye. In the grove.
Maca went to Berlin, Germany, which is very close to the border of Poland. But it is a pity that Hagrid and Mrs. Maxim are on the border between Poland and Belarus, not Germany.
After being blown by the high-altitude cold wind on the broomstick for 4 hours and 20 minutes, Maca finally traversed the entire Poland and reached the destination he was going to.
"Lead the way! Little guy... go to your master!"
Maca fell between a ravine mountain range, and then took out a cute bird from the inside pocket of his robe.
That is Mrs. Maxim's pet, a white-cheeked warbler who is good at flying long distances.
I saw the little guy standing in Maca's palm, his head twirled around twice, and accompanied by a sweet cry, it flapped its wings and flew forward to the left.
When Maca saw this, he immediately leaned forward and followed with the flying broomstick.
In fact, it was already very close to the giant monster community. After only ten minutes later, when Maca followed the little guy over a ridge, he immediately noticed some signs of the giant monster's activity.
Those stupid big guys with low IQs and huge builds will always leave very eye-catching marks on the move.
Because they always like to break some trees of the right size as hunting weapons, they often pull the branches with their hands on the ground, and leaves are everywhere they go.
No, it didn't take long before he saw a giant monster alone. When Maca passed over it, it was still lying on the grass, sleeping!
"This smell is really...you can smell it so far away..."
The stench on giant monsters is world-renowned, and it can be said to be a kind of "alternative" weapon. Maca hurriedly flew higher, and then continued to fly forward hurriedly.
It can be seen that the more you move forward, the more traces of giant monsters' activities will be. This valley is undoubtedly the habitat of the giant monster community.
After he followed Mrs. Maxim's white-cheeked warbler for a short distance, he finally saw some trolls moving in groups.
They all look almost ten feet tall, with rough and dull skin, but their muscles are quite developed, as if they were made of granite.
As Maca has seen several times before, they have very small heads, but very strong legs, and their two long arms can almost touch the ground.
Most of those giants three or four gathered together, sometimes babbling and babbling their unique simple communication, sometimes awkwardly but very powerfully fighting each other together, giving out "boom boom" blows. ll.
For any modern wizard, this is a rather primitive and rough scene.
In the middle of the valley in the distance, close to the steep mountain wall, there are some extremely simple wooden scaffolding. A big man who was obviously bigger than the other giants was taking a nap lazily under the largest scaffold filled with hay!
Seeing that the White-cheeked Oriole flew towards the monster that was obviously the leader without hesitation, even though Macadam put away the flying broom under him, he completed the transformation of Animagus on the way down. .
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"Orim, our food is almost finished. If we don't go out, we should starve to death here...or else, should I go out and draw them away?"
In the cave, Hagrid and Mrs. Maxim were huddled in a dark corner, and their spirits didn't seem to be very good.
"No, there are too many trolls out there. Even if you can take away some of it, it's useless... and... that's too dangerous."
Actually, the heights of the two big men are not much different from the heights of the giants. Who made them hybrid between giants?
However, unlike the trolls, Hagrid and Mrs. Maxim's IQs are obviously much higher, and they can even use magic. Accordingly, their physical strength is absolutely incomparable to that of the giant monsters.
A few days ago, when they were attacked by trolls, they relied on Madame Maxim’s magic to escape into this cave, but the only thing to blame was the huge number of trolls.
They are stuck here and can't get out.
To be honest, Hagrid had wanted to go out as bait more than once, but Mrs. Maxim, who was still sane, didn't agree with him for such a stupid behavior.
Just when both of them looked tired, a loud noise suddenly came from outside the cave.
"Boom!"
At the same time, a figure familiar to both of them appeared at the entrance of the cave.
"Hi!" Maca greeted them naturally, "Are you okay? Do you need something to eat first?"
Before the words fell, there was another "bang" outside, and then there was a roar of trolls. It seemed that something was fighting the trolls outside.
"Oh, no...you came at the right time. If tomorrow doesn't come, we really have nothing to eat!" Hagrid stood up strenuously, bent over and walked to Maca, only to find There is no way to give Maca a hug in this low cave.
"Really? That's good..." Maca nodded towards Mrs. Maxim inside, then waved to them both, "Then prepare, we should go in a while-wait for me After saying hello to the'old acquaintance' outside."
"Old acquaintance?" Hagrid said strangely, "A giant monster?"
"Stop kidding, I can't be friends with those stinky guys..." Maca smiled relaxedly, "Did you not see him when you came in? Hagrid, you also know Of."
Seeing that they are all well, Maca said as she went out of the cave.
At the stall where the two were talking, the sound of fighting outside didn't stop for almost a moment, it seemed that the fighting was going on.
When Hagrid and Mrs. Maxim squeezed carefully to the entrance of the cave, they discovered that the wooden scaffold full of hay outside the cave had already completely collapsed, and the giant monster leader who had been lying in it lazily. , At this time, he was fighting an unknown creature of the same size.
No, it might be a problem to say that it is a creature, because the big guy who is half a body taller than the monster is made of stones all over.
"Look there—yes, that's it!"
Maca leaned on the rock wall at the entrance of the cave, and pointed behind the group of monsters on the opposite side.
"Huh? Who is that person?" Hagrid craned his neck and said, "Maca, just now you said that I know that person?"
Behind the battlefield between the giant monster leader and the stone giant, more than a dozen ordinary giant monsters with strong heads are gathered, and behind them, a man in a ragged cloak is sitting halfway on the ground. , One hand is still supporting the big thick leg of the giant monster next to him.
"Yeah! Didn't you see it?" Maca said, "Look at the scarf around his neck—that's our Professor Quirrell, remember?"
"Quillow Cult—you mean, he is Quirinas Quirrell? That little hapless one?"
Hagrid was obviously surprised. He knew about Voldemort possessing Quirrell, but everyone had already died for him, but he really didn't expect him to be alive!
"That's right, it's that Quirrell... It seems that his legs and feet don't seem to be good. You stay in the cave first. I'll talk to him in the past..."
Maca was talking, but he already raised his leg and walked over there.
"Stop--"
When Maca walked by from the side of the battlefield and came near the group of monsters indifferently, a hoarse voice came from under the tattered hood, but there was no strangeness at all. Lost.
At the same time, the dozen or so monsters immediately made a commotion, and violent factors agitated in their bodies.
"Snoring and snoring——吭哧吭哧——"
Another inexplicable voice rang from under the hood, which sounded like the language of a troll.
Soon, the trolls became quieter again, although most of them were still shaking their strong bodies impatiently and howling at Maca in a threatening manner, but they didn't rush towards him immediately.
"Professor Quirrell~IndoMTL.com~It seems that you are qualified at least in the subject of Defense Against the Dark Arts." Maca looked thoughtfully at the restless trolls, casually Said, "Could it be that...you don't remember me? Professor Quirrell?"
"Who are you...?"
Seeing that the other party didn't seem to recognize herself, Maca couldn't help but look down at herself.
"Don't say, I have grown really fast in the past few years..." He shrugged, "I am McLean-Maca McLean, do you remember?"
"McLean?" The other party repeated the surname, and then suddenly there was a husky, low laugh, "Huh...McLean, I didn't expect..."
There is endless complexity in the humming sound. It seems to be resenting and regretting, the period seems to be mixed with memories of the past, and the vicissitudes of life are beyond words.
"That person...has he returned to the UK?"
He raised his head and his eyes hidden in his hood seemed to be staring at Maca closely.