The Slytherin Mudblood: Book 1

Chapter 7

TROLL IN THE GREAT HALL

I snuck past the prefects and out of the common room. I started looking around for something unusual because I had no idea what a troll looked like. I hadn't looked through much of Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them by Newt Scamander, yet. I turned corners and scanned through the corridors and classrooms for what felt like forever. But to no avail, I found zero trolls. I decided to head back, yet it was so uneventfully quiet.

As I was strolling back, an abnormally long shadow caught my eye. So I, interested in what created this particularly large shadow, turned the corner wondering what kind of creature could be this massive. Only to be surprised by a giant fifteen-foot-tall troll. I gasped at it in its entirety. I tried to be quiet so it couldn't hear me. But, it heard my gasp and slowly turned around to face me. It had a crooked smile with missing teeth, swamp-coloured and bumpy skin, dirty, dusty, and partially ripped vest and pants, and had a large wooden club in its hand.

Then, it shouted a humongous growl at me before taking off after me. It chased me through multiple corridors while I was trying to think of something to stop it, kill it, or at least divert its attention from me. I don't know any spells powerful enough to stop it. I didn't know what to do! 

I turned a corner and hid in a broom closet. In doing so, I confused the troll, so it stood in the corridor looking for me. I looked through my pockets to find my wand and a couple of vials of potions that I crafted. Then, it hit me. I took a broom and mounted it, then I kicked open the door zooming out of it trying to control my broom. 

I shouted to grab the troll's attention, once it heard me it charged after me again. I barely knew my way around the school, but I flew towards the Great Hall and the doors shot open. I flew through the tables, leaned over my broom, and swept up a donut, then I quickly flew out of the Great Hall so it wouldn't follow me inside. I took a large purple liquid-filled vial and poured all of it over the donut, drenching it. I was trying my hardest to steer the broom and not fall over, all while the troll was still chasing me.

Then, I took the opportunity to do a one-hundred eighty-degree turn and stop. As the troll shouted at me, I took a chance and threw the donut straight at its mouth, it went straight into it, going down his throat without swallowing. He choked as it went down into its stomach. It started to limp and feel drowsy, it shut its eyes and passed out. Its head fell onto a knocked-over closet and its head tumbled with a large 'BANG!'

My heart still pounding, I touched back down and let go of the broom. Oddly, I started to feel tired. I fell to my knees and caught myself with my hands, tumbling to my side and onto my back. I didn't pass out, but I was extremely exhausted. I heard multiple footsteps coming towards me. It looked like teachers, the headmaster, and Harry, Ron, and Hermione. Gryffindor students. I recognized them as the late kids from Transfiguration. "Oh, my, dear! Victoria, what did you do? Are you ok?" Professor McGonagall inquire, worriedly, as she lifted my head.

I struggled to get up, so I spoke nonchalantly tired, "I took down a troll with a broom, a donut, and a frankly large dose of perfectly brewed sleeping draught, and then his head hit a cabinet and BOOM! His head split and died," I finished the sentence smiling at what I accomplishing trying to catch my breath, "I used basic flying and potion skills, you guys should be proud of me, heh."

"We are not proud of this!" Professor McGonagall said sternly. Looking at Harry and Ron covered in dust, she added, "But we are glad you're safe and were able to take down a troll like these two students."

"Oh, you guys took down a troll too, nice," I drowsily cheered, holding out a droopy thumbs up to them. I stood up clutching my knees, my robes were definitely dusty now. I stood up straight, wide-eyed, and breathing heavily, and suddenly looking at Albus Dumbledore. "Crap! Wait! Am I gonna be expelled for this? I snuck out of the dormitories and stole a broom, even though my flying skills are excellent!"

Professor Snape looked at me and smiled. It was scary to see him smile since he was a mysterious and quiet person, "I will say, killing a fully-grown adult mountain troll, I will give you props for your heroic actions and brewing a perfect simple sleeping draught potion. But you will have a week's worth of detention by polishing trophies for your misdeeds."

"Are they getting detention?" I asked concerned, pointing to the trio. "Because they probably snuck out too!"

"Yes, but they saved Hermione Granger," Professor McGonagall admitted.

"Did I not save the school and possibly you guys from a destructive and angry troll? How is this any different?" I scowled, angry because I didn't understand the mistreatment of one but not the other.

"Severus, do you think we can spare Victoria's detention? She's not wrong," Dumbledore pleaded to Professor Snape.

He rolled his eyes and nodded. It was late so I headed back to the common room, plopped down on my bed like a sack of potatoes, and drifted off. I slept amazing that night.