The second shift, and the absence of the third shift, MD is hot to death. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

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When it comes to Pavlov, most people think that it will definitely not be the commander of the Western Front, General Pavlov, who was shot in the early days of the Great Patriotic War of the former Soviet Union.

The first word that pops into most people's heads is "dog", the second word is "conditioning", and the third word is "blow up the tank".

The moment he saw the thing Harry took out of his pocket, Lockhart's mood was probably similar to that of the Hans who drove tanks on the Eastern Front, and the sentence was: "Lao Tzu is really [beep] a dog."

If there's one spell Lockhart that is 100% successful, skillful and efficient, and has fantastic side effects, it's his Oblivion Charm.

Today, however, his Oblivion Charm didn't hit its target, except for him to give Harry one more look.

"Gott~"

The moment he saw the can, Lockhart felt the urge to vomit, his arm shook slightly, and the spell tilted to the side and hit the wall.

Harry's shirt was wet with cold sweat, this time he finally won the bet, Lockhart really remembered it, but he couldn't really open this thing, after all, it was up to Lockhart to settle it.

At this point, he suddenly remembered that the Dueling Club, Snape had defeated Lockhart with a single disarming charm.

"Except for your weapons!"

Recalling Snape's movements, Harry drew his wand and flicked it back quickly, Lockhart was hit by the disarming charm, but only staggered back a few steps, and was not knocked away like he had last time.

Clutching his chest, Lockhart smirked, "Potter, do you think I'm not prepared to deal with the basilisk?

Although the spell didn't settle Lockhart, Harry didn't feel nervous at all and laughed.

"What are you laughing at?" Lockhart asked.

He only had time to ask, and then he didn't know anything. It was as if the back of his head had been hit by a Bludger flying at high speed, and Lockhart collapsed cleanly, revealing the man behind him—

Neville.

"Why are you here?"

Harry asked, puzzled, as he walked over to Lockhart's side, picked up his wand and put it in his pocket.

Neville lowered his wand and used it to the back of Lockhart's head to add a debuff.

"I'm here with you. He replied, "You asked me such a strange question the other day, and you didn't ask anyone else, and I thought maybe you were in trouble, and it seems that you don't want anyone else to know." So when you ran out tonight, I came out with me, and ......" He pointed to Lockhart, who was lying on the other side, and asked, "What the hell is going on?"

"It's a long story. Harry sighed and said, "Anyway, Lockhart is a villain, he's the one who opened the Chamber of Secrets and released the basilisk. ”

"Huh?"

It took about five minutes for Harry to tell all of his own guesses, avoiding his original collaboration with Lockhart so that he didn't break his oath.

After hearing this, Neville obviously couldn't digest it all, but he only needed to know that Lockhart was a villain, and the entrance to the secret room was already known, and then they needed to go down and catch the basilisk.

"Let's go down. ”

Harry said, he didn't want to stay here any longer, this was Myrtle's territory, and although he didn't know why she didn't show up today, it was better to leave before the crybaby showed up.

"Uh, are you sure this is the entrance?" Neville grabbed Harry and pointed to Lockhart lying on the ground, "If there's a trap or other trap up ahead, we should take him with us." ”

"That's right. ”

So Neville dragged Lockhart to the pipe and threw him through the pipe like garbage.

After doing this, Neville said with some concern, "If there is really a trap, will he ......?"

"I don't think he died so easily. Harry reassured, and jumped into the pipe.

Neville jumped in, feeling like he was hurtling down a dark, slimy, endless slide, and he could see many pipes branching out in all directions, but none as thick as this one.

The pipe they were in was twisting and turning, steep in slope all the way down, and Harry knew it had slipped deep, deep under Hogwarts Castle, even deeper than the underground classrooms.

Then, just as he began to worry about what was next, he suddenly fell to the ground. The water pipe became horizontal, and he came out of the mouth of the pipe, and fell to the wet ground with a "poof".

It was a dark stone tunnel, big enough for a man to stand in, and Neville stood beside him, looking curiously.

Near them, Lockhart lay face down on the ground, his handsome face covered in black dirt and his hair unkempt like a chicken coop, and if he had been awake, he might have screamed like a raped little girl.

"Fluorescent flicker!"

Harry whispered a word to his wand, and it glowed again, and the tunnel in front of him twisted and looped, and he could only see the stone wall less than ten meters away.

"We must have been miles below the school. ”

Harry said, his voice echoing through the dark tunnel. Neville went over to check on Lockhart, and he was still alive, much to Neville's relief.

"Let's go. ”

Harry said to Neville, but as if he had thought of something, he ran to Lockhart's side, ripped off his clothes, and emptied all the contents of his pocket.

"Here's to you. ”

Harry handed Lockhart's sunglasses to Neville, who put them on and felt like it was pitch black and he couldn't see anything. But when he turned his head to Harry and Lockhart, he could see the silhouettes of the two men, which looked a bit like colored paper figures.

Neville played with his glasses curiously, and Harry searched through several small bags for a long time, and finally walked to the clearing with a pink bag with a violet pattern on it, he reached out to drag the contents out, but his strength was not enough.

"Come and help, Neville. ”

"Oh, okay. ”

With Neville's help, the contents of the pink bag are revealed, and this is the big killing weapon that Lockhart spent a lot of money to get to kill dragons.

"What is this?"

Neville picked up a spear the size of an arm, with several pieces of iron at the end, and in addition to this one, there were two identical spears placed in the three guide slots of the strange machine in front of him, which looked a bit like arrows.

A two-meter-long, fist-thick arrow?

Neville's mouth was wide open, and he couldn't imagine how powerful such an arrow would be if it were fired.

He tried to twist the reels of the bed crossbow, and although it was fully loaded, he already knew that this thing could really shoot a large monster like a basilisk.

"With this thing, things are so much easier. ”

Harry nodded in satisfaction, and then he asked Neville to put it back in place, the pink bag didn't weigh anything in his hand, it was supposed to be a magic item.

"What to do with him?"

"Tie it up, as long as you don't let him run around anyway. ”

"Okay, I got it. ”

Neville pulled out his wand and walked over to Lockhart, "gently" tapping him on the back of the head.

"Just knock it so he won't wake up in at least six hours. ”

Harry looked at the rolling pin in Neville's hand, and then at the obvious bump on the back of Lockhart's head, and didn't know what to say for a long time.

Lockhart, you beg for your own blessings.