Archaeologists at Hogwarts

Chapter 142 Has it finally begun?

The classroom suddenly became a mess.

The mummified rooster escaped from the cage like crazy and rushed towards the students with a clucking sound - this frightened them all. No one wanted to stay in their seats and wait for Na, who was the only one brave enough to stand up.

After Wei was pecked and screamed, no one dared to step forward to stop it - the mummified rooster was countless times scarier than the half-dead state before. It was jumping up and down so fast that it was impossible to see clearly.

"We have to get him back quickly!"

Harry grabbed the frightened Ron and rushed over. Hermione covered behind them and cast the freezing spell again. Thanks to a lucky spell that hit the mummy's cock, they gave them a chance to freeze it.

Neville, who had a bulging head, was pulled back. At this time, his body was covered with fragments of bandages, and he kept shouting: "Don't come here!"

Then they hurriedly ran to the back of the classroom. Everyone leaned against the cold and thick wall. The mummified rooster finally returned to normal. It stared directly at the huddled students, spread its teeth and claws, and flew away again.

stand up.

The students scattered around in panic, and the low voices of the cackles seemed to turn into a life-threatening bell. No matter where they appeared, screams would be heard.

"This can't continue like this."

Harry glanced at Professor Heimer and Mr. Al who were motionless, and he discussed with several others: "That's just a rooster. We must have a way to beat it."

Neville held the bulging back of his head with both hands: "But it's so fast, you can't hit it even with a wand."

Ron looked at the direction of the door and the mummified cock that was raging. He swallowed and said, "I think finding a way to escape from the classroom will have a better chance of winning."

Harry also became anxious, and he couldn't help complaining about Lockhart. If it hadn't been for the elf in the previous class, Professor Hemmer might not have thought of teaching in this way.

At this time, the mummy's cock was targeting the Gryffindor girls. Parvati Patil and Lavender Brown both suffered disaster. And whether it was an illusion, Harry always felt that the speed of the mummy's cock was

It is getting faster and faster, and the mask on the face fits better, and it seems to be changing in a more terrifying direction.

"We can't wait any longer!" Harry reminded quickly: "If you continue - eh!"

Hermione, who was standing next to him, suddenly rushed out. She grabbed a chair in her hand and held it above her head. She ran faster and faster, her face turning red with excitement and fear: "Ah

Ahhhh——!”

"boom!"

The chair was hit so hard on the mummy's cock that it flew out and became motionless.

The whole classroom suddenly fell silent, as if a switch to stop the noise had been pressed.

Hermione gasped for breath, her long brown hair blocked in front of her eyes. She stood in a daze for a while, then stretched out her arm, seeming to imitate Professor Heimer's move of messy long hair to the back of her head, and said

The two people who were stunned in front of them asked eagerly: "Are you okay?"

Parvati Patil nodded blankly, looking at Hermione who suddenly appeared with the eyes of a hero.

As for Lavender Brown, she immediately threw herself into Hermione's arms and vented her heart out: "Ah - it's so scary, it scared me to death."

Hermione reached out and patted her back hesitantly, her movements looking very unskilled.

Harry looked at Neville from the left and Ron from the right, and all three of them became ashamed.

But Harry also felt that something was wrong - Professor Heimer had not spoken. Under normal circumstances, shouldn't he be giving Hermione points now?

"Look!"

Dean Thomas broke the silence. He stretched out a trembling finger. The students looked in the direction he pointed and found that the mummy's rooster kicked its legs a few times and stood up again without any damage.

It wasn’t just someone who whispered: “Oops.”

Not only was it bad, the mummy's cock was much more ferocious than before, and the speed was also much faster. In just the blink of an eye, several people covered the bulge on their heads at the same time.

This time they couldn't deal with the mummified rooster. It was much more difficult to deal with than the elf, flying around like an arrow out of its bow.

"careful!"

Harry screamed, watching helplessly as the mummified cock appeared in front of Ron. Ron was so frightened that he could not react at all.

At this moment, Al suddenly appeared between the two. He held the shining silver shovel in his hand, swung it hard, and hit the mummy's rooster on the head, making a tooth-piercing sound.

The sound of metal hitting.

In the shocked sight of the students, the mummified cock that flew upside down suddenly embedded itself into the blackboard on the other side of the classroom. But strangely, it had not yet expired and was about to break free.

At this time, one big hand grabbed the rooster's neck and pulled it out with force. The other hand covered the rooster's face, grasping the pharaoh's mask that was getting tighter and tighter, and exerted force amidst the louder and louder cackling screams.

With one pull, the mask was completely pulled off.

At the same time, the cloth strips on the rooster also detached and retracted into the mask, hiding somewhere unknown.

Toby held the Pharaoh's mask that had returned to its original size with one hand, and with the other hand he grabbed the rooster's neck and shook it back and forth, finding that it was still breathing.

"Should still be able to use a few classes."

Then he turned around, glanced at the pale faces, and said to the students: "The first test ends here. You have ten minutes to deal with the injury, and then we start the second test - on the sheepskin

Write on the paper the strange things you see about the Pharaoh's mask - Oh, by the way, Mr. Potter, and Miss Granger, you each earn ten points for Gryffindor House."

Al has already begun distributing bottles of potions to the students, obviously prepared in advance.

While stuffing the rooster back into the cage, Toby explained: "That is white essence, which can treat almost all skin injuries. It is enough for you. And it is very convenient to use, especially during the archaeological process.

, this is almost the potion I use most often."

Harry returned to his seat obediently, grinning as he accepted Hermione's "treatment" - smearing white juice onto the punctured area.

During this process, Ron and him silently exchanged a look. Not only them, but also all the students below had an idea in their hearts at the same time - finally, the ancient magic class will begin to be officially integrated into the therapist's curriculum.

Have you read the course content?

Only one year has passed, and Professor Heimer can't help but reveal his ambition. He wants to change the ancient magic class into an archeology class?

And then train them all into archaeologists covered in scars?