Empowered by Ancient Magic: Throwing Mastery, the wooden club flew backward, reaching the Troll's head in the blink of an eye.
In that instant, Wizet's heart felt as if it were about to leap out of his chest.
Facing a life-and-death crisis actually gave him a sense of... exhilarating release.
He unleashed his understanding of magic, estimated where the club would fall, dispelled the Levitation Charm, and sent the club smashing unerringly toward the Troll's head...
Bang!
Amid a skin-crawling crack of bone, the Troll's head, like a mole in a whack-a-mole game, was hammered hard down into its chest by the wooden club.
The bewildered Troll swayed, struggled forward a few steps, and only then crashed to the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust.
"Direct hit! Ravenclaw scores!"
"He's got the makings of a fine Beater!"
Fred and George high-fived each other, looking even happier than Wizet.
Wizet gave a light cough and reminded them, "Um... Ron and the others are still buried in the wall..."
"Oh! Right!" The twins hurried toward the collapsed wall. "Ron! Are you still alive?"
"Alive! Alive!" Hermione, Ron, and Harry's voices came at the same time.
"Then we're coming over now!"
Just as the twins passed the Troll, something changed—the Troll actually stood up again.
"Has it risen from the dead?"
The twins were startled and uncertain. Keeping close to the wall behind them, they quickly moved away from the Troll as it got back up.
The headless Troll broke through the dust, abruptly raised both hands, and, like a zombie craving fresh flesh and blood, charged at Wizet.
At that moment, the Troll was like a puppet on strings, every step stiff and eerie.
Fred and George noticed something wrong with the Troll and instantly understood. They shouted at Wizet, "Wizet,