Fortunately, the Main Line is at Hogwarts

　　 In fact, Hermione, whom Charles had high hopes for, was not as good as he thought, even though she had been trained in spells for a month.

　　 The time is called back one minute ago.

　　 Hermione, who had been sulking in the toilet all afternoon, rubbed her eyes and walked out of the toilet cubicle.

　　 In fact, she just cried for a few minutes before she stopped crying. Otherwise, if she had been crying all afternoon, she would not be in the women’s bathroom now, but in the school hospital.

　　 For most of the rest of the day, she was just sulking and thinking about life.

　　Of course, women are good at digging into the corners. Now that she comes out, it doesn’t mean that she has come to a conclusion. She is just a little tired.

　　 So I decided to take a break and then continue drilling.

　　 "Yawn."

　　 The little girl stretched and yawned greatly.

　　 After wasting an afternoon not going to the library, Hermione didn't feel heartache.

　　Because she was really in a bad mood after hearing these rumors, she was sulking this afternoon, and now she feels much better.

　　 It’s worth wasting this time.

　　 As for how Hermione adjusts her mood...

　　 is nothing more than men are big trotter, especially these stupid little boys, it is little trotter.

　　 probably means that anyway.

　　 patted her mouth with her small hand. Hermione who stretched her waist suddenly felt that there seemed to be something wrong around her. There seemed to be some kind of oppressive feeling looking down at her, and her surroundings seemed to be extraordinarily smelly?

　　 Although this is a toilet, some smell is understandable, but it is too smelly.

　　 Opening her eyes slowly, Hermione slowly looked up, and saw an ugly, stinking giant monster, tilting her head and looking at herself.

　　 It carried a stick in its hand, which looked taller than Hermione's whole person. Its height was directly above the ceiling of the toilet. It was three times as tall as Hermione, and its cross-sectional area was more than five times that of Hermione.

　　 This is a giant monster.

　　 "Hehehe."

　　 Hermione squeezed a stiff smile at it, then held her head, hiding in the compartment behind her.

　　 "Boom!"

　　 The wooden stick crashed down.

　　 I have to say that the special training is still useful, after all, Hermione in the original plot was directly shocked at this point in time.

　　 She didn't know to dodge until the monster was about to touch her head with a stick, and now, she had dodged in advance, and squeezed a smile of friendship at the monster.

　　 May the friendship between the wizard and the trolls last forever.

　　 is a pity it is useless.

"what!"

　　 Hermione hugged her head and let out an exclamation.

　　 The giant monster looks like Aba Aba, but it's stunned, and it's unambiguous to move its hands, because its brain is full of desire for destruction.

　　 is as natural as a human being eating and sleeping while using his mobile phone. Its instinct is to destroy.

　　 The huge wooden stick slid across and flattened the compartment, instantly smashing the fragile wooden plank to pieces, covering Hermione under the ruins.

　　 In fact, at this time, the troll had already lost Hermione's figure. With its small brain, it was actually impossible to guess that Hermione was hiding under the wooden board.

　　 But this does not mean that Hermione is safe, because the troll's destruction will not stop.

　　 Even if there is no one in front of it, there is always something.

　　 "Boom!"

　　 Hermione hurriedly crawled forward with her waist.

　　 The wooden stick crashed down behind her.

　　 It was chaotic all around, but Hermione was actually very calm at this time, and she couldn't help but recall what Charles had told her in her mind.

　　 "Calm down, calm down again, and then release."

　　 "Armor body protection."

　　 Holding the wand, Hermione whispered.

　　 Under the ruins, some kind of light like stars suddenly appeared, and they quickly gathered around Hermione, and then protected her.

　　 This is an iron armor curse, but it seems a little different from the magical style Harry and the others use. It seems to be full of fairy tale style.

　　 Hermione in the battle didn't realize this, but the success of the iron armor curse immediately made her feel light, and the pressure from the broken wooden planks disappeared without a trace.

　　 More importantly, it gave her great confidence.

　　 Hermione's head resurfaced Shire's words.

　　 "In most cases, the Smashing Curse can solve all problems."

　　 That's right, that's it.

　　 Hermione grasped her wand tightly.

　　 In fact, if Charles was here, he would see what was thinking in Hermione's head, he would definitely retort immediately.

　　 This is true in most cases, but there are still a small number of cases!

　　 But Hermione didn't seem to realize this. She took a deep breath, seized a moment, and then suddenly stood up from under the plank.

　　 "Bone to pieces!"

　　 she shouted.

　　 "Boom!"

　　The spell is very precise, it almost instantly hits the monster's chest, but...

"Well?"

　　 looked at his blackened chest with some doubts. It seemed that he could smell some kind of scent of roasted flesh, and the troll suddenly felt more hungry.

"Roar!"

　　 It uttered a louder roar, and it seemed to be crazy at first, and the tiger swung the wooden stick into the wind.

Hermione realized that her magic had only made a black mark on the monster as early as she realized, and in the face of the current situation, she could only hold her head, like a little **** everywhere. Scurrying.

　　 "Ahhhhh!"

　　 "Charre you bastard!! I'm going to kill you!!"

　　 This is actually an improvement. At least a month ago, she didn't run so fast.

　　. . .

　　 At the same time, Charles also arrived outside the women's toilet.

　　 "Ahee!"

　　 As soon as he got here, Charles sneezed a little, but he didn't think anyone was scolding himself. After all, his popularity was very good, and it must be because the trolls were too foul.

　　 "Hey, silly big guy, look."

　　 Standing randomly behind the monster, Charles held his wand, and the flames gushed out.

　　【Discovery target: Halloween surprise】

　　[Name: Stupid Giant Monster]

　　[Challenge Level: 8]

　　[Physique: 500]

　　[Remember: Roar! ]

　　[Ming in mind 2: Roar! ]

　　 "Wow!"

　　 Troll monsters have high resistance and thick skin, which does not mean that they don’t know the pain.

　　 Under the high-temperature scorching, it instantly gave up the action of destroying in front of it, and turned around hurriedly, trying to avoid the flame.

　　 Then, it saw the little bit who was holding a small wooden stick.

　　Charles.

"Hi!"

　　 said the latter.

　　 The monster looked at the small wooden stick in Charles's hand, and then at his own big stick. The narrow little brain began to think crazy, because it used its brain too much, and it even forgot the pain of roasting for a while.

　　 After a while, it came to a conclusion that it was even better! Punish him!

　　 "Roar!-Hiss!"

But the giant monster was just about to pick up its wooden stick, a fierce red light struck its neck, the roar instantly turned into a hissing air leak, and its body shook weakly twice, stomping. He staggered a few steps to the side, and then collapsed in the corridor.

　　 takes less than ten seconds.

　　. . .

　　 "Hermione, you can come out now."

　　 Leaning against the toilet door, Charles took a chic posture.

　　 If this is not a toilet, maybe he will look more chic.

　　 Charles actually came over and saw Hermione running around full of toilets, because the surrounding walls were almost destroyed by trolls, and the damage was more thorough than in the original book.

　　 Knowing that Hermione is okay, he can be so relieved.

　　 Sure enough, as soon as the voice fell, a little furry guy rushed out.

She ran into Shire’s arms directly. The strength was so great that it made Shire almost unable to stand firm, and secretly smashed his teeth. Shire felt that he had left a point of freedom. The right choice.

　　 "Relax."

　　 Charles patted Hermione on the head.

　　 "It's okay already."

　　 Of course, Hermione knew that it was okay. After a month of special training, she might not know anything else, but she definitely knew how good Shire was.

　　 She couldn't even think of it. Xia Er Mingming was only a first-year student. Why was she so good? Now she no longer believes that Shire is a wizard because the elders are wizards. He will have more such **** sayings.

　　 Hogwarts has little wizards from a wizard family, but I haven't seen how great they are.

　　 If there is any possibility, it is the family magic that Charles vaguely mentioned to her.

　　 But Shire didn't explain, and Hermione didn't ask. Although she was very curious, she didn't know the occasion.

　　 So as long as Shire shows up, she is absolutely safe.

　　 But even so, it doesn't mean that she won't be nervous and afraid.

　　 You must know that before, she was alone here, facing this monster alone. In the previous special training, although she also faced the attack of ceramic dwarves, it was all under the protection of Shire.

　　 She knew very well that Shire was looking at herself.

　　Before, she was alone, facing this terrible monster alone, and the Smashing Curse was almost invalid to it.

　　 At a certain moment, there was indeed a sense of despair in Hermione's heart.

　　 Then... Charles appeared.

"How did you come?"

　　 Hermione pulled herself out of Charles' arms and asked curiously.

　　 "Miss Gryffindor's jack-of-all-trades cried in the women's bathroom for an afternoon, and this has spread all over Slytherin.

　　 Charles laughed.

　　 Then Hermione punched him hard.

　　 But although Shire said that nickname, Hermione knew he was not malicious.

　　With Shire every day, and the previous month’s special training, the relationship between the two has long been very close, and even a certain tacit understanding has been developed, and now Shire is even more...

　　 Unknowingly, maybe even Hermione didn't notice it, something might have begun to change.

　　 Of course, what she hadn't expected was that even Slytherin College knew about it.

　　 Most of the time since school started, and with such a persistent and provocative guy like Draco, Hermione, Harry and others have almost understood what Slytherin and Gryffindor are at a speed that is almost visible to the naked eye.

Now, of course, Hermione knew how strange it was for Shire to mix herself with herself as a Slytherin. However, she found that no one at Slytherin College seemed to be bothering Shire. She also dissuaded him from moving, so she kept letting Shire go. Up.

　　 "It's night now, where did you go all afternoon, so you didn't want to come and find me?"

　　 Hermione suddenly found a blind spot.

"Uh.."

　　 Charles blinked.

　　 "Why are the monsters in school?"

　　 I have to say that Hermione in this period is still very simple, just a word, her attention was diverted by Shire.

"correct!"

　　 Hearing this question, Hermione also suddenly became puzzled.

　　 Fortunately, when she was about to start a Herculean analysis, a messy footsteps hurriedly arrived, and it was the professor who came to the police.

　　. . .

　　 "The Super Time Magic Ball is much uglier than I thought."

　　Wonderland, in the deserted time palace, Diodora is sitting on a huge clock statue with her legs up.

　　 The entire time palace was desolate and dead. Everything was covered by a dim substance. They were like mud dredged from the depths of the earth, swallowing everything and drowning everything.

　　 This is the embers of time.

　　 "This is the remains of the magic ball."

　　 Facing the sun's rays, which even the light is fixed, Malin Fissen looked at the transparent sphere in his hand, and then put him into the wizard's robe.

　　 "Everything is ready."

　　As the magic ball is moved, these dim substances seem to have signs of recovery again, and the power of time is something that Malin Fissen dare not touch.

"Let's go."

　　 She said to Theodora.

　　 The latter grabbed Marlene Fissen’s shoulder, tapped the silver dancing shoes three times, and the two disappeared without a trace.

　　 The collection process is much smoother than expected.

The blood on the spindle has always been backed up by Marlene Fissen. Although the queen’s apple tree has dried up, it still bears the last apple. Diodora personally went to the rabbit hole and took out the pocket watch that had stopped spinning. The cracked chessboard was found under the throne of the Red Queen.

　　 Now, they have the remains of the time magic ball again.

　　 Everything is ready, everything will rise, heaven and earth will turn around, and the curtain will come to an end.

　　 "Start now?"

　　 Theodora rubbed her hands with excitement.

"of course."

　　 Marlene Fissen’s voice also raised a rare pleasant accent, and a smile was outlined at the corner of her mouth. Everything went smoothly and she saw hope. Perhaps, all of this can finally be repeated.

　　 "Let the hero return to namelessness."

　　 She sang loudly.

　　 "Let history be rewritten."

Theodora beside 　　 also stood up, and the soprano followed up loudly.

　　 "We still have a chance, we can do it again."

　　 The two looked at each other.

"Eye for an Eye."

　　 "A tooth for a tooth!"

　　 "Hahahahaha!"

　　 In a shrill laughter, the **** tank came out of the ground again, and the green soup boiled in it again, and it made a gurgling sound and spitting bubbles as the temperature rose.

　　 The blood on the spindle was dripped, the dry apple was dropped, the broken chessboard was corroded and melted, and as items of materials were put into the potion, the potion began to change again.

　　 It was like the sound of the strings being fluctuated. The green soup began to change little by little. It turned into a dull purple, then a charming pink, and finally, it settled on a bright red.

　　 It became red, shiny, even like a rainbow.

　　 "Pump!"

　　Finally, as the remains of the Macross Ball was thrown into it, the potion in the big tank stabilized on the shiny silvery white.

　　 "Everything ends up."

　　 "Heaven and earth reversed."

"It's now!"

　　 "Boom!"

　　 Accompanied by Marlene Fissen’s cry, the silver-white potion instantly turned into smoke and rose into the sky. Almost in the blink of an eye, it seemed to dissipate between the sky and the earth.

　　 At the same time, there seem to be some unknown changes around the world and in all hidden corners.

"Ok?"

The Mad Hatter of the tea party tilted his head, not understanding why she suddenly became younger, the Red Queen sat on her throne, stroking the neck of the Snapped Neck Dragon, as if she had been there all the time.

　　 The pale-faced woman looked at the endless toy soldiers in front of her, then looked at the machine that had stopped spinning, and murmured unclearly.

　　 The desert city of Agbara seemed to be prosperous countless times in an instant, but a certain castle became withered and desolate in an instant, until it became a ruin, even, it seemed that there was a shadow of a beast traveling through it.

　　 Charles, who was hunting monsters in Wonderland, suddenly felt that the attack power of the Poker Soldiers seemed to be enhanced ~www.wuxiahere.com~ but he didn't think it was any strange.

　　Because, isn't this normal? At this point in time, all fairy tales have not yet begun. Between the red and white queens, it is the peak period of the former.

　　At this moment, something seems to have changed, and it doesn't seem to have been.

　　 But no matter what it is, none of this has been discovered by anyone. It seems that this is how it should be.

　　. . .

　　 "Success?"

　　 Looking at the disappearing potion, and then at everything that didn't seem to have changed, Diodora was a little puzzled.

"Yes it is."

　　 Marlene Fissen's tone is determined.

"But this.."

　　Marlene Fissen motioned Diodora to look back, who turned his head, and soon saw the scarred corpse, or the scarred corpse that was disappearing.

　　 "We made it."

　　 Marlene Fissen said.

　　 "Everything will start to reverse, everything will start to start again... But it will take a while. At present, only we know these things."

　　 "Also, as a price, we temporarily lost our magic power, so I also called a helper."

　　 "Boom!"

　　 As Marlene Fissen's voice fell, a cloud of smoke suddenly exploded, and then a figure appeared in front of the two of them out of thin air.

He was wearing a red slim-fitting dress and white dress pants. The dress was dotted with black stripes and golden floral lines. However, his amazing muscles made the whole dress crowded and tight, and it looked like it became a whole. Tights.

"Wow."

　　 Theodora looked at the latter who was still in a coma.

　　 "An old friend again, an old friend with no brains."