Big Boss In The Harry Potter World

Solim is really a little angry now. Neville's performance just now was really... the moment the elf came out, Neville was taken aback, and then looked around nervously, he instinctively wanted to see what other people were doing, But what he saw were confused students, screaming girls and boys running around, and some clever ghosts hiding under the table. So Neville also learned to hide under the table, but he was a little fat, and finally he was dragged out by the elf. During the whole process of being pulled out by the elf, Neville just waved his hands indiscriminately, he He just wanted to make these elves dare to leave, but he used the most stupid method. He didn't have any intention of taking out his wand from the beginning to the end.

These Solims are seen from the beginning to the end, and the more you look at it, the more angry you become. Neville is a bit cowardly, and Solim has known this for a long time, but he really never thought that after he taught him, he would still be like this. Under such circumstances, he even forgot that he was a wizard, and even forgot to pull out his magic wand. Even if Neville pulled out his wand and was snatched away by these elves

Solim thought about it, but Neville didn't intend to pull out his wand from the beginning to the end. In his panic, he even forgot that he still had a wand to use!

"Where's your wand?"

"On...on me." Neville opened his mouth, trying to get a little more air.

"Then why didn't you take it out just now, and would rather use your hands to drive these elves away in vain than use a wand? Are you trying to tell me this?" Solim asked, clasping his hands.

"I...I.......didn't think about it at the time." Although Neville was a little slow, he knew that Solim was angry.

"Solim, put Neville down first. He seems to be out of breath." Hermione came over and said to Solim in a conferring tone.

All the windows in the classroom were smashed by these elves, and many of them flew out of the windows, and now there are very few elves in the classroom, and some of the remaining elves also hid themselves behind the table legs, Hiding behind the curtains, or hiding behind some teaching aids, they are not noisy now, and they are all staring at these few wizards in the classroom.

"Let him hang there, keep him awake." Solim didn't look back.

If Solim was a little angry just now, now Solim is about to reach the level of anger.

"Neville......" Draco opened his mouth just to remind Neville something. It was interrupted by Solim.

"Shut up! Draco, I want to see when he remembers."

Neville was still struggling on the chandelier when Harry and Ronald came over.

"What's the matter? Why haven't you put Neville down yet?"

Solim is not in the mood to talk to these two people at all right now.

"I'll ask you again! Neville Longbottom! Where's your wand!" Solim nearly yelled.

Now Neville knew what was going on, no matter how dull he was. He struggled to get his wand out of his clothes -- Neville was in an uncomfortable position. But then something happened that everyone couldn't bear to look at - maybe it was Neville's lack of energy in struggling, maybe it was a slight lack of oxygen, or maybe it was Solim's expression and tone that made him feel terrible... .. Anyway, Neville's wand slipped from his hand as soon as he took it out.

The sound of the wand falling on the ground was crisp—the floor of the classroom was stone, not carpeted.

Solim's face twitched, and then he beckoned, and the wand he'd bought Neville flew into his hand. "I'll give you one more chance, Neville, for the last time, if you can't do it, then you can hang there forever." After speaking, he stuffed the wand into Neville's hand, which was still hanging.

Harry and Ronald exchanged glances, it was the first time they had seen Solim cast without a weapon.

Neville gripped his wand tightly and began to think about how to get himself off the chandelier. But in the end he chose the stupidest way. He cast a cutting spell backwards and cut the cord of the chandelier, but in this way he fell to the ground with the heavy chandelier.

Seeing Neville coming down, Solim turned his head and left regardless of whether he was injured or not. Draco glanced at Neville who was lying on the ground whimpering, and followed.

"Neville! Are you alright?" The three of Gryffindor immediately surrounded him to check if Neville was injured.

"Hmm...my arm...seems to be broken." One of Neville's arms was clearly out of shape. It made him groan in pain.

"We rushed him to the school hospital, Madam Pomfrey will treat him." Hermione said nervously. The three hurriedly lifted Neville up and sent him to the school hospital with difficulty.

"Is he really your cousin?" Ronald asked Neville. "Then he's really ruthless, Slytherin snakes are really inhuman."

Neville broke out in cold sweat from the pain, but he still opened his mouth to refute Ronald: "Don't... talk about him like that, he...for me... good.

Ronald hit a snag and wanted to say something. Harry, who was slightly smarter than Ronald, hastily changed the subject. Start complaining about Lockhart's.....teaching method? If he counts as "teaching".

"Hermione, I wanted to ask you in class." Harry said hastily, "You know Lockhart so well, and you know his 'secret ambition', and you even gave Gryffindor points for it."

"Don't you read his books?" Hermione responded, "He's done so many..."

"Come on...I told you earlier, he is a liar. Look at how he taught us, even Quirrell..." Ronald suddenly stopped talking, It occurred to him that Voldemort had taught them Defense Against the Dark Arts for a year rather than Quirrell. Then think about what happened at the end of last term and for a while few people in Gryffindor were in the mood to talk about Lockhart.

In the small classroom at night, apart from Neville who was still lying in the school hospital, Hermione and Draco arrived, including Syrna. By the way, Syrna did not live in the girls' dormitory, He slept in Solim's prefect's single room. Anyway, the room is big enough, and another bed is more than enough. Regardless of which college Hogwarts prohibits boys from entering the girls' dormitory, it does not prohibit girls from entering the boys' dormitory. From this point of view, wizards and Muggles seem alike. At least the dormitory management is the same, the only difference is that the wizard's dormitory will not have a middle-aged aunt as the dormitory supervisor.

"You all know that, except for Sylna, you have all attended Lockhart's class, so you should understand that you don't want to learn anything in Defense Against the Dark Arts class this semester. Of course, I mean It's magic, not how to take care of your hair and how to giggle...or cause trouble"

After hearing Solim's words, several people, including Sirna, laughed. Hermione didn't smile.

"Solim, Professor Lockhart is very good, he did..." Hermione just started to refute Solim, but was interrupted by Draco.

"You know what? Granger, I agree with that scumbag Weasley on this point. Lockhart is a liar, and many people say so."

"Okay, stop arguing on this issue." Solim clapped his hands, "Hermione, you like his class, no problem, it's your personal hobby, but if you want to learn something from his class, he won't talk about it." You can come to me."

"Yeah, like magic, not how to take care of your hair, haha..." Draco added with a smile.

But speaking of hair... Hermione's hair seemed to be messed up all the time... Could it be that... Everyone looked at Hermione's hair.

"What are you looking at!" Hermione put her hands on her head, pressing her hair hard.

"Okay, that's the end of the joke... I sorted out some things during this vacation, you can take a look at it." Then Solim sent out a few stacks of parchment in his hand

"What is this?...how...to...increase...your strength?" Hermione read the title. Then he looked at Solim. .