The Occult Warlock of Hogwarts

Chapter 129: Pretending to be real

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 under 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 a lesson from it, the power of magic is not bigger, the better, there are many magics that are just right.

"This time the giant monster was also stunned. It didn't even know that the big stick in its hand had dropped. 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 what will happen next.

The foundation for communication has been laid - OK, there is not much time left in 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 is an opportunity. Lockhart still has a chance, but everyone knows that he will never look back until he hits a wall.

"Of course."

"You have really thought it through," DeWitt twitched his lips sarcastically: "I've 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 took a breath - it was so embarrassing - and he didn't move.

The fans applauded warmly, and the people cheered loudly.

Hermione was laughing, blushing, shaking her shoulders slightly, and blinking 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 everyone's exclamations, 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, knocking Lockhart down and at the same time knocking down the podium table.

Also smashed.

The spell was recited, but nothing happened. Lockhart screamed and fell to the ground.

"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, you must not live... don't die!"

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

Under DeWitt's effective rescue methods, Lockhart quickly woke up. As soon as he woke up, DeWitt immediately let go of his hand, allowing the weak Lockhart to be pulled up halfway and then fell back to the ground, kissing the back of his head.

The ground hit the ground, making him dizzy, but at least he did not lose consciousness, and the gorgeous robe on his body seemed to be hanging without being torn apart.

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

Most students responded with disappointment.

Hermione started to feel a little worried. She was afraid 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 will definitely 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 fragment of the sole of his shoe. He tried his best to maintain his grace, 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 limped so hard that he gasped for breath and said, "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 Harry up. He just took this time to think about what to do next: "What's wrong?"

"The table," Harry said, "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..."

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

"Actually, I want to give the rest of the faculty and staff a chance," Lockhart himself believed this explanation. He held his chin and said deeply, "Otherwise, if I have done everything, the credit of the other professors will be covered up by the light."

,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 come up with "Lockhart".

"He is a liar", I just feel that Lockhart is not as respectable as other professors.

This second drill has officially begun.

Lockhart meticulously repeated the previous actions, and as he re-enacted his glorious moment, the pain in the soles of his feet seemed to disappear. At the critical moment of "tripping the troll with transfiguration", the cherry wood wand flicked out.

Pointing - just pointing. It seems that the "acting" he said is really acting. DeWitt has always been wary of using magic to trick himself during the exercise. No one really expects Luo to act.

Did Hart use serious transformation skills?

DeWitt lowered his arms and watched indifferently, until Lockhart winked anxiously, signaling 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 "stumbling" and rushed out. He also heard DeWitt say in panic: <

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

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