"Alright, Alan, please turn your back to me. *with* dream *little* said .lā "Gilderoy had to cooperate with Alan to carry the lesson on.

And for other little wizards, there is a different kind of comedic effect to see the suave Allen play a dumb troll.

Alan obediently turned his back and broke one of the table legs, turning it into a wooden stick in the troll's hand.

The stick was as thick as a child's arms, and it looked like it was not light.

"If you want to live with trolls, you need to have the ability to subdue them, and I happen to be good at dealing with them!" Gildero, shaking his hair, tiptoed over to Allen.

The one who is good at dealing with trolls is Quirrell. Hearing Gildero's soft and quiet footsteps, Alan sneered in his heart.

Gildelow raised his wand, looking like he wanted to remove the stick from Alan's hand.

"Oh, Professor, can I use a stick?" Alan turned around seemingly unintentionally, dodging Gildero's spell, which shot into the wall and sparked.

"Lockhart really cast a spell on Ellen!" exclaimed Edward.

"It's supposed to be a disarming charm, right? After all, the wooden stick in Allen's hand is very threatening. ”

"But did you hear the spell he said?"

"His lips squirmed, I didn't hear clearly, what other spell could I use against the trolls?"

The young wizards didn't know what spell Lockhart was casting, but Alan could hear it clearly. Where is the disarming charm, it is clearly the Oblivion Charm!

Was Lockhart scared? Afraid that he would spread the word about his scandal from yesterday? Or did he want to erase his memories before finding a chance to erase Daisy's?

The coldness in Allen's eyes was even stronger, and he was determined to make Gilderoy look good!

"Oh, of course, Alan, you can use a wooden stick, after all, a wooden stick is a weapon for trolls. I'm not going to give you a chance to use a stick, though. ”

Gildelow was surprised to see that the blow missed. It was the first time he'd ever encountered a situation where he had cast an oblivion spell on someone and it didn't work.

Alan turned again, his back to Gildero.

Gilderoy changed his strategy, giving up on the use of spells and deciding to defeat Eren by virtue of his ability to outgrow the twelve-year-old wizard in size and strength.

Just as Gildero cautiously walked behind Alan and raised his arms to twist Alan down, Alan suddenly turned around and grabbed Lockhart by the collar and held his head down, making him face down.

Gilderoy could see nothing but the ground and the steps of the podium.

In this way, Alan pushed Gildelow roughly, forcibly pressed his head, and walked around the classroom for about a minute and a half.

The little wizards were stunned, and no one stopped Alan.

In fact, many boys like to see Lockhart so embarrassed. And girls, no one wants to offend Allen, after all, he is so handsome and studies so well!

Alan pressed Lockhart across the three corners, and returned to the podium again, Alan suddenly let go of Lockhart and shouted, "Go you!"

Allen saw the direction, like an athlete about to shoot at the goal, and rolled forward as if he were kicking Lockhart into the air, directly out of the classroom door.

There was a neat gasping sound in the classroom.

For a moment, the boys clapped excitedly, slapped the table, cheered, and screamed. Some of the little witches ran out the door and helped Lockhart back.

When Lockhart got up and came to his senses, he felt numb all over his body, and blood kept flowing out of his nose.

For the first time in his life, Lockhart felt irrepressible anger and pain.

"I'm sorry, Professor, I'm too much into the show. But trolls are much more powerful than I am, right? I haven't used a stick yet. Alan seemed to apologize sincerely.

Lockhart involuntarily shrank back, and he was beaten into a bear without a wooden stick, and he couldn't be killed with a wooden stick?

But Lockhart is Lockhart after all, even if he doesn't learn and can't do anything, he can get to this point, and he is definitely unlearned.

At least, in terms of the thickness of the skin, almost no one can match it.

Lockhart straightened his clothes and hair, and said pretending to be chic: "Of course, Alan, I just demonstrated to you, it is not easy to subdue a troll, and I also paid a certain price to make the troll convince me!"

Seeing that Alan was about to open his mouth, he seemed very interested in continuing the demonstration, and Lockhart quickly opened his mouth to end the demonstration of this unilateral abuse.

"I think this demo is almost over, and if you want to know what happened after that, you can take a closer look at my book Walking with Trolls. ”

There was still blood on his face, but he insisted on selling cuteness, which made many little wizards unbearable to look at him and couldn't help laughing.

Lockhart seemed encouraged by the laughter, and he continued, "It's pleasant, there's nothing more rewarding than subduing a troll!

He dragged out his voice, trying to get the attention of the young wizards. And he succeeded! Everyone stared at him with blazing eyes.

"Before the lesson, I received a letter from Rita Skeeter, the chief reporter of the Daily Prophet. She is very humble and discerning and wants to do an interview for me. What a tasteful witch!"

Loha was deliberately angry and looked very proud.

This gave everyone the illusion that it wasn't him who had just been beaten up and rolled all over the ground by Allen!

Hmph, let you be happy for a while, the more proud and happy you are, the higher you are praised now, the worse you will fall later.

Alan watched with disdain as Lockhart boasted in front of a crowd of young wizards.

In the evening, Alan sends an owl to deliver a message to Rita, who asks her to bring the quills with the spell cast.

Rita Skeeter's shorthand quill pen has been spelled by Allen, and it can only record all the interviews as they are, and cannot not only tamper with the facts, but also add style and interest to the interviews.

"Rita, I know you're an illegal Animagus. If you don't want me to leak it, please report the truth about Gilderoy Lockhart, an old liar who is good at forgetting spells and claiming other people's achievements for himself!"

After rolling the note, Alan lifted the Charm from the quill and restored its functionality. Then send it to Rita Skeeter again.

In the middle of the night, Alan received a reply from the owl with four simple words: "As you wish." ”

For the next few days, Lockhart was in a state of flux.

He told everyone who was willing to listen to him about his interview in the Daily Prophet.

Soon, the whole castle heard about it.

Some of the little witches who learned that Alan had beaten Lockhart on Defence Against the Dark Arts couldn't help but complain: "Professor Lockhart is so pathetic, Alan is so savage." ”