d to fasten his arms
arourolls ne behiroll t feel harry
ha even a troll will notice if you stig bit
of wood up its nose, and harrys wand had still been in his hand when
hed jumped -- it had ght up orolls nostrils.
howling with paiwisted as club,
with harry g on for dear life; ahe troll was
going to rip him off or catch him a terrible blow with the club.
hermione had sunk to the flht; ro his
own wand -- not knoas going to do he heard himself
cry the first spell that to his head: ”wingardium leviosa!”
the club flew suddenly out of the trolls hand, rose high, high
up iurned slowly over -- ah a sig
to its owners head. the troll swayed o and then
fell flat oh a thud that made the whole room tremble.
harry got to his feet. he was shaking and out of breath. ron
was stah his wand still raised, staring at what he
had done.
it was hermione who spoke first.
”is it -- dead?”
i dont think so,” said harry, i think its just been knocked
out.”
he bent doulled his wand out of the trolls
was what looked like lumpy gray glue.
”urgh -- troll boogers.”
he wiped it orolls trousers.
a sudden slamming and loud footsteps made the three of them
look up. they hadnt realized what a racket they had been making,
but of eoairs must have heard the d
the trolls roars. a moment later, prall had e
bursting into the room, closely folloe, with quirrell
bringing up the rear. quirrell took o the troll, let out a
faint whimper, and sat qui og his heart.
she troll. prall was looking at
ron and harry. harry had never seen her look so angry. her lips
were white. hopes of winning fifty pryffindor faded
qui harrys mind.
”what ohinking of?” said prall,