Chapter 383: Striker

Ron's Knight armor appeared half red and half black, and had a dragon-head-shaped shoulder armor and a sword-like helmet. Harry only had time to take a few glances before he immediately drew a red sword and rushed forward to meet the monster that looked very bloated.

Harry didn't stare at their fight, because he noticed that many first-year students had been injured in the previous attack and were lying on the ground groaning at this time.

Taking another look at the battle over there and confirming that Ron was gaining the upper hand, Harry ran quickly to a student's side, preparing to help him up.

This first-year freshman was already scared out of his wits, and he couldn't help asking: "What is that thing?"

"I'm not sure either." The guess that lingered in Harry's heart was not suitable for a first-year freshman, "Are you okay? Can you help me notify the professor?"

"I, I, my leg seems..."

Harry sighed, used the Levitation Charm to move the freshman to a relatively safe place, and then shouted at several students who had gathered around to watch the excitement: "Hurry up and notify the professor, someone come and help me move the wounded!"

A Slytherin boy immediately ran toward the castle, while four Gryffindor freshmen walked to Harry's side.

"We'll help you, Senior Potter." One of them said.

"You are only in the first grade, right?" Harry frowned, "The one with glasses, you go find Professor McGonagall or Headmaster Snape, find whoever you can. The one with black hair, you go to the hospital wing and find Madam Pomfrey. The one with golden hair, you go find Professor Sugemi of the Defense Against the Dark Arts class. Fast, run."

"Then what about me?" The remaining little fatty asked.

"Uh, do me a personal favor, go to the Ravenclaw House and find a senior named Zhang Qiu." Harry just didn't want to call him a little fatty in front of everyone, but in his heart, he still hoped not to let the junior stay at this relatively dangerous scene for too long.

After the four juniors scattered, Harry noticed three sixth-grade students running over. It was Draco and his two followers.

"Just in time, hurry and help me move the wounded." Harry didn't care about so much, and besides, there were quite a few Slytherin freshmen lying on the ground.

"I," Draco touched his robe pocket, wanting to say something but stopping, "Who is the one fighting?"

"It's Ron." Harry took another look at the battle situation, Ron was beating the monster back steadily, "And he drank Felix Felicis."

"Alright." Draco muttered, "Let's go save people."

Just as Harry was moving the fourth wounded person, he saw from afar that the professors had also arrived. And just at this moment, a huge, blurred explosion sound came. Harry couldn't help but look up. Sure enough, Ron had already used a beautiful cross-slash to completely cut the monster into four pieces.

"What are you doing here?" Snape scanned the surroundings and said with dissatisfaction, "Are there any students injured?"

"I think we were attacked, and some first-year students were injured." Harry answered him calmly, "Most of them were just frightened."

"Attack, who attacked?" Snape looked at the monster that had already been divided into four pieces, "This one wearing fancy armor is... Ron?"

"We don't know who it is either." Ron, who had canceled the transformation, walked over, "But it looks like a troll."

The rest of the professors also arrived. McGonagall looked at the two of them with a complex gaze, while Sugemi just trailed behind, looking here indifferently.

Zhang Qiu rushed over and gradually slowed down her steps beside the professors. The little fatty she was holding was panting heavily at this time.

Everyone didn't speak. This was also a quite serious attack at Hogwarts. They were all waiting for Snape to speak.

Snape looked at Ron, who was in a state of excessive confidence, and said slowly: "This reminds me of the first grade, you were still so fond of playing the hero... However, it seems that now you have the capital for it."

"Madam Pomfrey, please take care of the injured students." Snape narrowed his eyes and looked at Harry, "And our next task is to investigate this matter, who exactly put a troll... perhaps a magically modified troll, into the school."

"Professor Sugemi, what are your insights?" Snape suddenly said.

"I don't know him." Sugemi shook his head, "I haven't seen this kind of spell either, I'm completely confused."

Harry narrowed his eyes. Except for Ron, perhaps everyone else was keeping some things they weren't willing to tell others. He didn't believe Snape would be so ignorant, especially since the timing of this point was too coincidental, as if it was prepared to let Ron, who had just learned to transform, hone his skills.

"There is one point I agree with Headmaster Snape's statement," Harry thought, "This reminds me of our first grade."

"Gryffindor gets two points." After Snape finished this sentence, he walked up to examine the monster's corpse.

"Hiccup." Ron took a breath, "I feel the potion's effect seems to have passed."

"Is that so? I dare say you did a great job." Harry praised.

"What did he drink?" McGonagall asked with a frown.

"Felix Felicis." Ron said half the truth, "We wanted to see if there were any geniuses in the first grade worth recruiting into the team, so we drank a little bit before going out."

"Even if there were, I wouldn't agree to let first-year students join the team." McGonagall stared into Ron's eyes, "What spell did you use to defeat that monster?"

"Alchemy armor from the Heavenly Dynasty." Zhang Qiu interjected, "It's very useful for dealing with magical creatures and such."

"I think the matter might be very clear." Snape walked back, "It should be that someone wanted to use this monster to test us, but he just happened to run into... Mr. Weasley who got a new toy. Perhaps this also has something to do with the Felix Felicis you drank? You usually also yearn for the opportunity to play the hero, right?"

"Who wouldn't?" Ron shrugged.

Harry really admitted that the Knight System could bring confidence to people. Ron wouldn't have talked to Snape like this before.

"Alright, for Hogwarts, this matter is over." Snape announced to the teachers and students, "As for the rest, I will notify the Ministry of Magic to solve it."

Snape used a spell to protect the scene, then left with the other professors, taking the wounded with them. Zhang Qiu waited quietly for the others to leave, and Harry also waited quietly for her to explain this matter.

"Oh, this is really cool." The little fatty wearing Gryffindor school uniform gestured, obviously not in a hurry to leave, "Although this is different from what I imagined, but, this is the Star of Salvation!"

"Ron's strength really surprised us. I dare not imagine how powerful Potter is!" The black-haired freshman also leaned over.

"You also helped a lot," Harry had a good impression of these freshmen who helped, and didn't mind getting to know them, "Are you first-year students?"

"Yes, I am Quinn Kowalski, this is Orion Rosier." The little fatty seemed a bit familiar, "We are good friends in the same dormitory, and there are Karl and Nikolai."

The child with glasses also walked up generously to greet them, only the child named Nikolai seemed a bit shy.

"Come on, Nikolai, the future leader is receiving us." Quinn stepped forward and grabbed his shoulder, "We are a team, we must let Mr. Potter see the strength of our team, so that we will have the opportunity to take some glorious tasks from his hands in the future!"

"Hello, sir, I am Nikolai Karnstein." The little blonde boy said timidly. He had emerald green pupils like Harry. Before hearing the surname, Harry was still wondering if he would have any relatives with himself.

"I have remembered you, all good children," Harry thought about talking to Zhang Qiu early, so he didn't say too much, "When we select Quidditch players, you can also come and try."

"Oh, Draco, is there anything you need?" When Harry turned his head back, he found there were three outsiders at the scene.

"Nothing, I was just wondering, why does Ron's transformation have dragon elements?" He said with a complex expression, "And, I am still a bit curious about your..."

"Dragon of Courage, the point is courage." Ron interrupted him, "You Slytherins wouldn't understand."

"If you are a dragon, that's fine too." Draco took a breath, then left without saying a word.

"Now you can talk about it, obviously you know this monster." Harry said flatly.

"Yes, it is very likely, no, I can be sure that this is a Striker." Zhang Qiu didn't mind Harry's attitude and explained slowly to the two, "This is a byproduct developed in the early stages of the Knight System. Inserting complex energy bottles directly into the human body can obtain Knight armor capabilities, but people transformed into Strikers will permanently lose their sanity, and there is no possibility of recovery. It can be said that they are as good as dead."

"No way!" Ron looked at his hands in shock, "Could it be that I just—"

"No, this is a second-generation Striker." Zhang Qiu comforted, "Later, people discovered that using the same method to transform magical creatures can obtain more powerful and better-controlled monsters. This one is obviously transformed using a troll."

"But, why would such a monster appear at Hogwarts? And who made it?" Ron relaxed a little and began to ask questions.

"Snape was right, this is a test." Harry said, "They want to test whether we have mastered the power of Kamen Rider, because it is difficult to deal with Strikers with ordinary spells."

"Right right, Harry is right." Zhang Qiu echoed, "The appearance of the Striker actually means that someone has started to try to crack the Knight System in reverse. This is very normal."

In front of Ron, Harry didn't say anything, found an opportunity to steer the topic to the four freshmen, and the three began to walk toward the castle. ===== CHAPTER 384 =====