Chapter 10: CH10: Trolls are disgusting

I gape. I gape at the ugly monster standing in the once door. I gape at the words on the sweater. I gape at the situation we found ourselves in, despite our attempts to prevent just this situation.

A moment later a low growl brings my thoughts back. 'Danger', I think. A moment later the troll storms at us, club widly spinning over his head.

"Dodge!", somebody yelled.

And dodge we did. We jumped in all directions, just away from the troll and its club.

The troll slams its club into the ground at the place we were standing at a mere mpment before.

While it was still trying to reorient itself, I raise my wand at it and pump lightning energie through it: "Blitz!"

The violet arc of energie springs out of the tip where gold and silver melt together. It travels through the air at supersonic speed with a resounding *crack* and rams into the side of the troll.

The troll screams in rage, but more because of the electric shock then any damage dealt and stands up again.

The troll turns around to me and heaves his club up again. I begin backing away further into the room, trying to get at least a bit of room between me and the monster.

Then Hermione screams: "Wind Nadel!" and a bolt of green energie come from the tip of her wand, flying towards its head. The sharp tip of the bolt burrows itself a bit into its cheeck before coming to a stop and dispersing.

'Damn tough hide', I curse as I watch it turning around to Hermione again. 'But it seems pretty dumb.'

As it begins charging towards Hermione, Harry suddenely yells: "Hey!!! Here I am, come to me you little fucker!"

And it realy turned around, running to Harry now instead of Hermione. 

And then Ron picks up his coursge again and shouts: "Ugly freak, come and get me!"

And it turns around again.

'Okay, maybe I can knock its club out of its hands.' I promptly raise my wand again and charge another lightning bolt with any remaining energie I have: "Blitz!"

The bolt connects with the hand holding the club, but didn't quite manage to knock it away.

"Wind Klinge!"

'Huh, Hermione had the same thought I guess', I think while the club clatters to the ground.

After a second the troll decides to go after me over picking up the club again.

'Oh fuck me.', I begin running through the classroom.

But the troll barely makes it a few steps before it falls to the ground impaling its eye on one of the chairs in the room.

When I turn around to see what happened, a panting Harry falls into my view, wand still rsised.

I look over to the now very dead troll and see its club on top of its head.

At that moment, footsteps approach the room and professor Flitwick barges into the room. The old dueling master surveys the room warily before noticing the dead troll. He relaxes visibly at the sight and then looks over to us. "Everyone okay? What happened here?", he asks in quick succesion.

"Yes, everyone is okay. Everyone is okay." I reply, the second sentence barely coming out as a whisper.

"Why are you here and not in your dorm?"

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"We got lost in the chaos and couldn't find the way. We wanted to go back to the great hall. Thought it would be the safest place.", Hermione replies this time.

At this time another pair of footsteps approaches and professor Sprout comes inside: "My god, what happened here?"

"I was just getting there Pomona.", Flitwick placates her before directing his gaze at us once more, "so what indeed happened after you found yourself here?"

Harry continues our little tale: "The troll came in with its ridiculous sweater-"

"Ridiculous sweater?", Flitwick interrupts

"Turn it around and you'll see.", I answer wearily.

Flitwick takes out his wand and turns the troll around and sees it. The words "Happy Troll'oween" being clearly visible. He frowns deeply before looking at Harry again: "Continue."

"As I said, it came in and stormed at us. We barely dodged its strike. Then Luke threw some kind of lightning in its side, which did nothing but enrage it. Hermione continued with a needle like bolt. I think that one dealt some damage to its cheeck, but I am not sure. Seeing as it was about to charge at Hermione, I called out to it, hoping to attract its attention. It worked and then Ron attracted it again. Finally Luke and Hermione threw another attack at it, this time at the hand holding the club. I picked up the club once it fell to the ground with the levitation spell and dropped it on its head. That it fell into a chair is a coincidence."

"It is good to hear that nothing happened to you guys. It would be unforgivable if something happened to the students because of our negligence. Now I am curious, where did you learn a lightning spell Mr. Schwarzwasser?"

"I always had a hand for lightning magic. In fact, I could barely do anything else then spark some lightning. At some point, my grandmother just taught me a real lightning spell." A half lie, Ellis did teach me a lightning spell, but that one is not nearly as strong as this one.

"Oh I understand, and Ms. Granger?"

"I bought all of  the books with practical knowledge for the next 6 years already. I learned the cutting charm from there. The needle like attack was just a very concentrated cutting charm." 'Now thats a half lie too, calling a wind needle and a wind blade a 'cutting charm' is something I haven't heard of before, but sure, why not.'

"I am very impressed with your devotion to knowledge and I wonder why you didn't come to Ravenclaw.", Flitwick looks at our tired faces, "You should go back now, if there truly isn't anything wrong."

"I think we will be going back."

While we are slowly moving out of the room and down the hallway, we still heare a bit of the conversation taking place between the two professors.

"Pomona, would you go inform the others, while I clean up this mess?"

"Poor children, had to face something like this at the end of such a wonderfull day. Yes I will, wait here when you finish Filius, Dumbledore surely wants to see the sweater on this thing. Someone must have put it into the castle. Trolls don't wear sweaters and certainly not one with 'Happy Troll'oween' printed on it."

We hear professor Sprout going away, down the other side of the hallway. Then there is silence the rest of the way, everyone is way to tired too speak about the events right now.

When we arrive at the entrance, Ron steps forward, says the password and we all step in.

Inside there is only a worried Percy waiting, who immediatly jumps to his feet when we are coming in.

"Where have you been? Do you know how worried I was that something happened when you didn't return? Did you lose points for the house?"

"Later Percy, later. We are way too tired now." I say as I press myself past him and go up the stairs to plant myself face down into my bed. I continue thinking a bit about the encounter. I knew that I would survive. I knew that Hermione would survive. Something like a troll just isn't capable of seriously hurting an elemental. But Harry and Ron? They could have died. And they still endangered themselves for us.

I look up shortly to see Harry and Ron coming up the stairs.

'They are truly brave. How lucky to have them as friends.' Yeah I considered them friends now. 'Hopefully they aren't traumatized by this. Oh I guess it is foolish to think so. All of us are traumatized a bit, and changed too. For the better I hope. I don't want to come into such a situation again. I think I should up Hermiones and mine training with elemental energie a bit. Since we don't have access to too much in this form, we need to be more efficent and draw more from the ambient energies.'

And with these thoughts I finally drift off to the dreamland.

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