Subduing a Mountain Troll

"Hmmm..." Blake held his nose as he approached the fainted mountain troll.

'This stuff really stinks. It's like it just came out of the sewer.'

The first thing that Blake thought of doing, was to see if this thing counted as Fantastic Beasts.

After all, it was humanoid and many humanoid creatures could be counted as human beings and not magical beasts. For example, giants...

So just as Blake didn't know if he could tame the giant he also didn't know if he could tame the mountain troll.

Blake blocked Cassandra's view with his body he was trying to make sure she couldn't see what he had done. However, Blake was clearly overthinking.

'This mountain troll stinks.'

Now Cassandra couldn't wait to hide as far away as possible. She was not even paying attention to Blake's movements at all.

Blake turned his back on Cassandra, and the druid's magic surged out. It rushed in towards the small coconut-like head of the mountain troll.

Just when Blake thought it might take a lot of druid magic to know the result, Blake's Fantastic Beasts panel in the system had an extra entry for a mountain troll!

This meant that this mountain troll had been subdued by him! Blake puts his hand down,

'This thing... Is it so easily tamed?'

He knew that only a small amount of his druid mana was consumed.

'But I think that most wizards will try to train mountain trolls as security guards when they encounter and subdue them. They would be suitable for guarding certain locations.

Blake wasn't surprised. After all, ordinary wizards could tame the trolls by themselves. Not to mention Blake's Archdruid ability.

"Alright."

Blake clapped his hands. Now the mountain monster was completely at his command.

That "One Zero" Gram taming was completely different from how other wizards tame. If beasts were tamed by other wizards, they may hurt friendly troops from time to time.

But Blake's druid power was so powerful that this issue wouldn't be there. Even if the melon seeds in the heads of the tamed beasts were not working well, the beasts wouldn't suddenly go berserk and hurt people.

Blake took a step back then he pointed his wand at the big bag on the mountain troll's head.

"Back to the original!"

After a while, the mountain giant sat up. It looked around with wise little eyes. Then he saw Blake in front of him. Cassandra was taken aback.

"The troll had woken up... what's going on here...?"

The troll subdued by Blake woke up so quickly at this time. Cassandra couldn't help feeling worried again.

Blake held his nose and waved at Cassandra. Then took a few steps back again.

"Stand up."

The mountain troll scratched its little head.

'He seemed to be ordering me. Well... I think I should listen to him.'

'But why should I listen to him? Forget it, it's tiring to use my brain, let me just listen to him.'

The mountain troll grabbed the big stick that was polished by the big tree next to it. Then it got up.

"Go to the cave entrance and challenge the beast there." Blake gave the order.

'Provocation? What do you mean by provocation?' The mountain troll scratched its head.

Blake had black lines all over his head. He had almost forgotten.

'This guy's brain might be bigger than a walnut.'

"Go there, cave!"

"Oh."

The mountain troll cheerfully dragged his club It ran to that cave entrance. Blake waved his wand.

There was a breeze in the woods that appeared to dilute the stench left by the mountain troll.

"Ugh...this guy stinks." Blake said as he walked over. It was so bad that he had to repeat the phrase over and over out of annoyance.

Cassandra looked at the mountain troll in shock. It seemed to be getting orders from Blake here since it ran straight to the entrance of the cave.

"You...you tamed it...a mountain troll?"

"That's right," Blake replied, deodorizing himself with a cleansing charm.

"How did you do it... I... heard... It takes a long time to tame the mountain monsters because they are too stupid." Cassandra said.

"It's my talent, Cassandra, and I don't know how, but Fantastic Beasts like being around me. No one else can learn it.

After Blake finished speaking, the unicorn Karina came over and stuck to Blake almost like clockwork.

The archdruid's template was equivalent to a full affinity for magical animals. It was indeed Blake's own talent.

It's like being born as a Transformation Magus. When you use it, it's like your own instinct. An instinct as natural and simple as eating and drinking or even breathing.

For these skills they think are instinctive, others can't learn them. In fact, wizards have a strange and magical talent or two so this was not a strange thing in the wizarding world.

What's more, Dumbledore and the others knew that Blake was actually a man-made life form. Awakening any special ability was justified.

This layer of identity actually gave Blake a lot of leeway in the future. He could lay down the most effective patch because he didn't need to explain why he did this at all.

'Don't ask, but it's my nature to...'

That would be a perfect phrase to use.

Cassandra watched the unicorn close to Blake.

'I completely believe this in my heart. The unicorn kind that rarely lets a wizard ride on its back and that litter of Bowtruckles trying to follow Blake.....

All this shows that Blake does have a special talent. He can attract and tame all kinds of magical animals!'

Then Cassandra understood why Blake was so happy to run the Forbidden Forest. Exactly, with such a strange talent. The Forbidden Forest is no different from his home. If it were her, she would also come here often!

At this time, the mountain troll had gone to the entrance of the cave. It had started waving his stick and calling out.

The cry of the mountain troll was terrible. It was like frantically beating a broken drum. Even Blake and Cassandra, who were standing far away, couldn't bear it.

Not to mention the one in the cave. An angry roar came from the cave. Then a huge creature walked out slowly like this.

It was a leopard-like creature with a raised back. It was covered with purple scales all over its body. On the top of the head are two sharp golden horns. Kind of like a saber-toothed tiger.

It was just that there were a lot of slippery tentacles growing around its mouth.

"This... what kind of creature is this?" Cassandra asked despite her family background.

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