Hogwarts: I'm Cousin Harry

Chapter 121 119 Lockhart: As expected of Dursley, he guessed my intention

Author: Lord Berefeld

Chapter 121 119. Lockhart: As expected of Dursley, he guessed my intention

"Oh, Merlin, I'll give him a full ten points!"

Lockhart was very excited, even more excited than the success of his book, because Dudley's perfect answer and his identity as Jerry's teacher made Lockhart seem to regard him as his book fan and confidant.

What could be more satisfying than having an author who is far better than you like your book?

Lockhart patted Dudley's shoulder hard and praised him repeatedly.

"This class really brings me too many surprises, so I want to give you a little surprise too." Lockhart pretended to be mysterious and bent down from behind the podium to take out a large cage covered with a cloth and put it on the table.

on, deliberately lowering the volume.

"From now on, be careful! My job is to teach you to defend yourself against the most evil things known to the wizarding world! You will face the most terrifying things in this classroom. But remember, as long as I am here

, you will not suffer any harm.”

"All I ask is that you remain calm."

Following Lockhart's words, the cage began to shake violently in response, as if there really was some terrifying creature locked inside.

This made many young wizards shrink their necks unconsciously, and of course more of them looked at them curiously.

"I must ask you not to scream." Lockhart lowered his voice again and said, "That will anger them!"

The classroom was quiet, everyone held their breath

Lockhart lifted the cover and revealed the answer.

He said in a very exaggerated tone: "The Cornish elf just caught."

Gryffindor:???

Slytherin:???

The Cornish elf, a type of elf, is a small, iron-colored, humanoid creature, about eight inches tall, with a small pointed face. They are very naughty and like to play all kinds of tricks and pranks.

Speaking of danger, in terms of danger alone, it is not even as dangerous as Hu Meizi.

It's not dangerous. This kind of creature has power far beyond its own size. Two or three of them can easily lift an underage wizard. Especially when it comes to destruction, if they are second, no one dares to be first.

.

However, the little wizards in the classroom didn't seem to take these little vandals seriously.

In their eyes, Cornish elves, goblins, and vixens are creatures of the same level, and there is nothing to worry about.

A very simple spell can subdue them.

One of the Gryffindor wizards even sneered unabashedly.

"What? Do you think it's funny?"

Lockhart was very dissatisfied with the reaction of the little wizards. He had bought these Cornish elves from others at a high price.

The purpose is to give the little wizards a 'surprise'.

The result was nothing but joy and no surprise.

"Okay." Seeing that everyone didn't take it seriously, Lockhart simply opened the door of the cage: "Let's see how you deal with them!"

It was really chaos now. The elves rushed out like rockets and flew around the room. They started wreaking havoc in the classroom, smashing the glass, tearing the books, and overturning the cabinets.

Anything can be troublesome in large numbers, and that's the case with Cornish elves.

After a few minutes, almost all the little wizards hid under the table.

"Come with me and catch them, they are just some elves." Lockhart saw that the little wizards had understood the terror of these elves, so he rolled up his sleeves and stood up, waving his wand as a savior.

: “Peschipixipestenomi!”

But nothing happened next. It was obvious that his spell had failed.

Hermione was one of the very few who didn't hide under the table. When she saw this, she couldn't help but put her forehead in her hands and said, "I knew he was useless."

After Lockhart cast an ineffective spell, a Cornish elf flew over and snatched his wand away.

Several elves immediately gathered around and grabbed the wand together. Purple rays burst out from the tip of the wand, and fireworks were set off in the classroom.

"Maybe it's a side effect." Neville slapped away an elf who was trying to get close to him.

Ron also echoed: "Look, they have weapons now."

"What do we do? Leave? Or help this idiot?"

Dudley's hands clasped together in answer.

The formation array on the back of the hand gave off a faint light, and the walls, ceiling, and floor of the classroom seemed to come alive. Countless large hands made of stone and wood stretched out from above, grabbing these mischievous elves tightly.

The little elf who was wreaking havoc in the classroom just a moment ago was subdued with one move the next second.

Casting spells without a wand!

Before Lockhart could say anything, Dudley clasped his hands together again, and a new cage appeared on the desk. Those hands put the captured Cornish elf into it again, and then the cages made of stones and wood

The large hands gradually disappear on the walls, ceiling and floor.

There are one hundred and thirty-two in total, no more and no less.

"Professor Lockhart, your wand." Dudley handed the wand to Lockhart: "You did this deliberately because you wanted us to engage in actual combat."

"Huh?" Lockhart was slightly startled at first, then reacted immediately and quickly defended: "Of course. That's right. As expected of Mr. Jay Dursley, he can guess my intention of doing this."

Then he pretended to be disappointed and said to the little wizards who poked their heads out from under the table: "You have disappointed me. So many people didn't see it. Fortunately, Mr. Dursley guessed my deeper intention."

That expression, attitude, and tone made it seem like this was really happening.

He is so thick-skinned that even the corners of the city wall would be defeated.

"For that Mr. Dursley earns another ten points."

Lockhart said nonsense in a serious manner. Many young wizards were really deceived, and they really thought Lockhart did it on purpose.

Just at this time, the bell rang for the end of get out of class.

"Then Professor Lockhart, let's leave first."

Dudley greeted Hermione and others, picked up the cage and walked out of the classroom.

When he took the cage away, the desk, which was originally level with other desks, was shorter than the boss.

Unless the Philosopher's Stone is used, equivalent exchange cannot be created out of thin air.

"Where are you taking them?" Lockhart asked reflexively.

Dudley's wandless spellcasting just left a deep impression on him.

There is no doubt that that is the mark of a good wizard.

'Maybe this guy is better than me.'

Lockhart thought with a very lack of self-awareness.

"Professor, they are now my trophies."

Dudley turned his back to Trott and said, his voice was slow but extremely penetrating: "What to do with the spoils is my business."

Under the gaze of the data devil's eyes, these Cornish elves have several large words "tameable" written on their heads.

It's time for magical animal training to come into play.

I feel dizzy and my whole body is sore. Please take a day off today to slow down one update and then resume the second update tomorrow.

Two pieces of advice for you:

1. Although sugar is delicious, don’t eat too much, otherwise you will pull out your teeth and it will hurt like hell.

Second, be sure not to have two yangs. The inflammation of the gums caused by tooth extraction coupled with the relapse of yang is simply unbearable.

(End of chapter)