Primordial Warlock of Hogwarts

Chapter 129

Lockhart continued his story: "Of course, don't even think about fighting the troll hand-to-hand. I first used an extremely simple transformation technique—a transformation technique that you can all do—to create a trap at the troll's feet. Let the trolls fall to the ground - because the trolls are too stupid, they can't even walk well. And you should learn from this that the more powerful the magic, the bigger the better. There are plenty of just the right magics."

"This time, the giant monster was also stunned. It didn't even know that the big stick in its hand had fallen. When the giant monster was stunned, it would keep its current state and scratch its head. I - I am the most astute Loha in the book. Special—while the giant is scratching its head, confiscate its big stick."

"You have to know that using the disarming spell directly on the troll is of no use - but I changed the method and it worked. That is, just like this, the troll was completely confused about what happened, which set the stage for the next The foundation for communication has been laid - OK, there is not much time left in the class, Mr. Wald, let's rehearse a few more times and perform so much content."

DeWitt became more energetic and asked, "Are you sure you want me to play the troll?" This was an opportunity. Lockhart still had a chance, but everyone knew that he would never look back until he hit a wall.

"of course."

"You have really thought it through," DeWitt twitched his lips sarcastically: "I have memorized the process, so let's get started!"

Lockhart's expression became serious and he quickly got into the mood. He impassionedly blocked the gap between the students under the podium and DeWitt, treating the students as the "countrymen" he said he was protecting, and said righteously: " Monster! Turn back! I will never allow you to hurt these innocent people!"

DeWitt stood silent and gasped - it was so embarrassing - and he didn't move.

The fans applauded enthusiastically, and the people who took it too seriously cheered loudly.

Hermione was laughing, blushing, shaking her shoulders slightly, and winking at DeWitt happily.

Lockhart thought he had received encouragement, and he became more energetic: "You will never break my iron armor charm!" At the same time, he whispered to DeWitt: "Come on, attack, imagine you have a big stick in your hand... "

No need to imagine, DeWitt pulled out the wand and silently released the transformation spell, turning the already highly malleable wand into a half-tall chicken leg stick - he originally wanted to completely reproduce the giant Halloween monster in the first grade at a 1:1 ratio. It was a strange weapon, but it was too big and there was not enough space on the podium - so I had to make do with it, raised it up amidst the exclamations of everyone, and smashed it in the direction of Lockhart.

"Iron Armor!" In a hurry, Lockhart even muttered the spell wrong. He was already slow to react, and the gang just hit him on the shoulder. While knocking Lockhart down, they also knocked down the podium table. Also smashed.

The spell was recited, but nothing happened, and Lockhart fell to the ground with a cry.

"Professor!" DeWitt was shocked. He put the wand away after restoring it, squatted next to Lockhart, grabbed the beautiful blond hair, pulled him up, shook him and shouted: "Professor, Professor! What's wrong with you? ? Where is your Iron Armor Curse? What's going on? What happened? Is there something wrong? Professor, please don't live...don't die!"

This blow didn't use much force at all, it was just harder than Pan Jinlian's hit on Ximen Qing. The key was that Lockhart was frightened.

Lockhart quickly woke up under DeWitt's effective rescue methods.Just wake up. DeWitt immediately let go of his hand, allowing the weak Lockhart to be pulled up halfway and then fell backwards. The back of his head kissed the ground, making him dizzy, but at least he did not lose consciousness. The gorgeous clothes on his body The robe hung so well that the threads were not torn apart.

"Great," DeWitt stood up movedly and announced to the students: "The professor is awake!"

Most of the students responded with disappointment.

Hermione was a little worried at first, fearing that DeWitt would make too much noise, but she relaxed after DeWitt looked at her soothingly.

"Professor!" DeWitt struck preemptively. He looked at Lockhart innocently and said in a pure tone: "You are so powerful - you will definitely be fine. You are so perfect. You must not be satisfied with the mistake just now. Let's do it again. Once again?"

Before Lockhart could say anything, DeWitt grabbed his arm, lifted him up, and pushed him onto the remains of the podium table.

Lockhart's expression was a bit strange. He must have been pierced by a splinter in the sole of his shoe. He tried his best to maintain his composure, biting his cheek and breathing hard to suppress the pain and avoid losing his composure. He struggled to say, "Just now...just now...I didn't make it clear. , we... don't use magic... it's a drill - a drill, do you understand?"

"Oh, what did you say?" DeWitt said inexplicably: "I just used a transformation spell on my wand, I didn't use magic on you."

"Pretend!" Lockhart said, limping so hard that he was gasping for air. "I mean - pretend! You pretend to swing a stick like a troll..."

"Okay!" DeWitt sighed regretfully in his heart. He tried the same trick twice but failed. He said cheerfully: "I am an obedient student who respects teachers and I will listen to you."

The second time it was about to start, but Harry suddenly raised his hand.

"Harry!" Lockhart smiled affectionately and nodded to Harry. He just took this time to think about what to do next: "What's wrong?"

"The table," said Harry, "Professor, you forgot to restore the table."

Lockhart's eyes rolled rapidly and he said: "Ah, I was just about to say this - I think the desk in Hogwarts is a bit old, and I want to take this opportunity to replace it with a new one..."

"That's an antique," Ron suddenly interrupted: "New ones are worthless."

"Actually, I want to give the rest of the faculty a chance," Lockhart himself believed this explanation. He held his chin and made a gesture and said deeply, "Otherwise, if I have done everything, the light will cover up the contributions of the other professors. , Is this good? This is not good.”

The students who saw through it snickered, but just like no one would tell a monkey that the monkey was being tricked, the students had some vague ideas, but they did not form an appropriate concept, let alone "Lockhart". He is a liar". At present, he just feels that Lockhart is not as respectable as other professors.

This second drill has officially begun.

Lockhart repeated his previous movements meticulously, as if the pain in his soles no longer existed as he relived his glorious moment.At the critical moment of "tripping the troll with transformation", Cherry Wood pointed his wand - just one point. It seemed that the "acting" he said was really acting. DeWitt had been wary of it and was practicing it. There was no use of magic to trick him in the process - no one really expected Lockhart to use a serious transfiguration, right?

DeWitt lowered his arms and watched indifferently, until Lockhart winked anxiously, indicating that he should fall down quickly, and then he lunged forward and looked like he was about to fall.

But Lockhart felt something was wrong. He felt that this posture looked familiar.

So he thought hard and racked his brains. When he thought - ah, this is not the starting posture of charging, DeWitt had already staggered out and heard DeWitt say in panic:

"Professor Lockhart's magic is so powerful - I'm going to fall!"