TROLL IN THE DUNGEON~~~~~~
Sorry for no chapters yesterday, I had the covid vaccine so my left arm is dead, not to mention my immune system, which personally doesn't like the covid vaccine.
love you all guys <3
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A month flew by with a blink of an eye, and it seemed that the festive season of Halloween was upon the students of Hogwarts.
Jack 'o Lanterns filled the grand hall; replacing the candles that flickered in an eternal flame.
All sorts of sweets and cakes filled the table's of the grand hall, replacing that of the healthy balanced foods.
The Slytherin table constantly tried to produce gusts of winds to blow Jack O' Latern's flame away but to no avail.
Anthony beside Mylo was reading a book; whereas Luna had her head into her favourite magazine, The Quibbler.
I guess that's where she gets her quirky idea's from, huh?
The Ravenclaw table was to the left of them, The Slytherin table to the right and then the Gryfindor table near the end, cornered by the Slytherin table.
They were an annoyance. On second thought, that was an understatement.
They kept calling Mylo a nerd, Anthony an Idiot and Luna "Looney."
Anthony was an Idiot, yes, but that was still rude, no?
Seeing Luna with no shoes on, Anthony sighed
"Luna, do you want me to go get your shoes back?" Anthony said, "I'll go ruff them up,"
Indeed, Anthony was quite tall for his age, standing over Mylo with ease.
Mylo was never tall due to his condition, but he was average
Mylo was around 4"9 whereas Anthony was around 5"3.
For an eleven-year-old child, he was tall and quite large.
"Dont bother," Mylo sipped on his pumpkin juice "I need to do a test and there is the perfect guinea pig." Mylo gave somewhat of a devilish smile.
"God, sometimes I wonder what goes through that head of yours." Anthony clicked his tongue in fear.
Mylo's festive smile suddenly became a sour one.
Killing intent.
from where?
Professor Quirell wasn't in the room, and it didn't seem to come from the grand hall.
No.
Downstairs, three lefts and a right.
the dungeons.
it wasn't Professor Quirrell's killing intent, as it was a lot stronger and "Barbaric."
That wasn't the best way to describe it, but it would do for now.
Mylo felt an aura waver to the door on the Grand Hall.
He recognized the aura of that of Quirell.
The door suddenly opened, as a man dressed in a turban quickly ran through the middle section of the grand hall
"T-T-T-T-T-ROOL!" He squealed in an unbearable manner "TROL- TROLL IN THE DUNGEON!"
He fainted in the middle of the Grand Hall, causing countless people to scream in all manners.
some started to run about, some screamed and some even started storing....sweets?
"SSSSSILENCE!" Dumbledore shouted at the top of his voice, stunting those who wanted to flee out of the Grand Hall to turn around.
"Prefects will lead the students into the common rooms, whereas the teachers, the dungeons." Dumbledore's soft smile was replaced with a glare as prefects got up and commanded each student out of the grand hall and into the common rooms.
taking advantage of the confusion, Mylo went over to the Slytherin table and collected a few lockets of hair from Draco Malfoy, before returning over to the line.
No.
something was next to the aura in the dungeon.
a pure one.
a student maybe?
I'm sure they wouldn't appreciate getting mauled by a troll.
should he go and save them?
or should he let the teachers handle it?
Mylo saw a familiar face travelling to the dungeons
"Rolf?" Mylo clicked his tongue.
if he was to get questioned, he would blame them.
he wanted to experiment and kill the troll.
Easier said than done, however.
would his tattoo charge up once more? or would not be enough he was to kill and absorb that black energy that surrounded the troll?
so many questions.
casting an invisibility charm on himself, Mylo quickly walked past the trio.
someone was missing, however.
it was that girl that they always had with them
"Quickly, we need to save Hermoine!"
What a weird name.
So that was the bright aura that was near the troll.
that complicated things.
how was he meant to absorb whatever that inky black energy was when these people were watching him?
he needed to be quick.
"Festinatio!" A simple spell that sped up the user. nothing special, but was common and a very practical spell.
Mylo ran down the stairs that led to the dungeon
"Harry, Ron, do you hear anything?" Rolf muttered to the boy's next to him
The sound of running filled the halls, but because of the invisibility spell that Mylo cast they couldn't see anything unnatural.
"No, now hurry up!" Ron hissed, at the trio suddenly became faster and faster
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The cold air brushed against Mylo's face as he walked through the desolate dungeons.
it wasn't a nice feeling at all, as the Dungeon was meant to be cold to preserve the many potion's ingredients.
if he had time, he would love to raid the ingredient cabinet for his next abomination, but sometimes things just dont lineup.
he was going to kill the troll.