Chapter 120: Turmoil is coming
"Obviously, Mingming, I came first, whether it's marrying Granger, being Hermione's mother, why, why, huh......"
Xiwen has a headache, can this mother and daughter communicate well......
But when Xiwen saw a certain thirty-four Obasang about to weep, the cunning eyes that emerged from the middle of his fingers were moobling.
Western Wen said, I have a sentence that MMP doesn't know whether to say or not.
"Allah, Allah" Charlotte, who was still sad for a second, covered her mouth and looked at Xiwen with a smile, "I was seen through by my little man in Hermione~"
Xiwen stood up decisively and shook his robe, although the robe woven by Alice was seamless, and it had its own defense, cleansing, and wrinkle removal effects, but the psychological effect was still there.
Leaving Charlotte and Hermione's mess behind, Sivin strolled around the campus, well, looked at the class schedule......
It's embarrassing, it's rare to go back to Hogwarts for the last class, to express my insignificant respect and nostalgia for the teacher and the school, and the result is ......
Looking at the peacock standing on the podium, Xiwen had a black line on his face, he thought he had been able to guess how bad this course was, but he seriously overestimated Lockhart's bottom line.
When I found that the famous Syven Swift finally appeared in class. Lockhart looked inexplicably excited.
Professor Gilderoy Lockhart, who was very happy, wasted an hour of his time on self-promotion under the slogan of explaining the previous course to the Spanish students and reviewing them for the students.
"Then that's why I am so honoured to be awarded the Order of Merlin of the Third Class, of course, as we all know, not because of my perfect smile. ”
Lockhart propped one elbow on the desk of the professor's podium, dragging his chin and revealing a standard smile with a bright eight teeth.
For Lockhart, he felt that his only flaw was that he should have the sound of a flash clicking at this time, and he was blind to such a perfect performance and smile.
Listening to the story, Siwen actually felt that Lockhart still had some usefulness, after all, his experiences were indeed real, and the only drawback was that the protagonist was not Lockhart.
So in Lockhart's boasting process, the descriptions of werewolves, vampires, trolls and other rare creatures in the world are basically correct, and more importantly, there are some corresponding ways to deal with them.
For example, Lockhart's boasting of the battle against vampires:
"For those adult vampires, garlic, holy water, and even silverware have lost their usefulness, and they even have a gourmet recipe in their own cave, a silver tray carrying a garlic-scented Wushan roasted whole person, accompanied by a holy water drink.
I flipped through a lot of books, rummaged through the magical areas of the Royal Library, asked for experiences with hermits in the mountains and valleys, and even went to the ancient battlefields of war in search of monuments.
In the end, I discovered that in ancient times, in order to kill the vampire progenitor, the demon king Hakon, the warriors forged a sacred bow, the Bow of Oriel.
Legend has it that this bow possessed the power of a god, allowing the arrows that were fired, especially those shot at the sun, to exude the power of the fiery sun.
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"Professor, did you find this bow?" asked a passer-by, a student who had passed on the heroic legend of the bards.
"It's a pity that the Bow of Aureel, like other treasures, such as the Holy Grail, the Holy Sword, and the Holy Foreskin, has been lost in the long river of history.
Luckily, though, I've found a way to make amends, and that's the Holy Light Elf Arrow, which has divine powers, can also deal great damage to vampires.
I set out on a quest, climbing mountains and wading through rivers and dangers, not for myself, but for the sake of eliminating the vampires of innocent and irrelevant villagers.
In a valley in the far north, a forgotten valley, I found the remains of ancient snow elves.
It's a pity that the last generation of elves who mastered the method of enchanting the arrows of the Holy Light Elves died like this.
Luckily, I found a quiver in its chest, and it contained the Holy Light Elf Arrows.
So, with justice in my heart, I climbed mountains and waded through mountains and rivers again, and returned to the town where vampires were tormented, ready to solve the problem of vampires for them once and for all. ”
For a while, it was a blood boiling, blood gushing, the little wizards had seen this kind of scene before, and they heard it one by one.
They longed to travel to the past, to that mountain village, to fight the vampires for 300 rounds instead of Lockhart, wave their hands and destroy the enemy chieftains, and save the people from fire and water.
I saw Na Lockat slap the shocked wood: "The book was picked up, the sword closed the sword shadow, and the sound of ping-pong resounded in the sky, only to see that the vampire ancestor Hakong was invincible to the power of justice and retreated step by step."
At this moment, I saw a spirit in Nahakong, and suddenly a red mist filled the castle, and even the full moon in the sky turned blood-red.
This is exactly the skill of the Ancestor Vampire, the Vampire Transformation. Suddenly, the thief Hakong's strength increased rapidly, which overwhelmed me for a while, and my body was also marked with several cuts.
The quiver of the Holy Light Elf Arrow also accidentally fell to the ground during the battle. At this moment of lightning......"
Lockhart's spittle squirted to the ground, and a discordant voice came from the audience: "As a result, teacher, have you been killed?"
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The classroom was instantly cold.
After a long time, Lockhart, who had been choked, finally came back to his senses, coughed a few times in embarrassment, and then tried in vain to find the source of the previous trouble.
It's a pity that the effort was in vain.
Zul - sound;
Mey - Coaxing;
Gut - Far away;
Together, it is the dragon throwing sound, concise and clear, literally, you can release your own speaking voice in other places, and play the role of absolute safety behind the scolding.
Later, the unhappy Lockhart hurriedly told the ending, the invincible shield of the hapless Hakong was broken by the arrows of the Holy Light Elves, and the brave defeated the enemy and saved the world, and there should be applause here.
With a yawn, Siwen left the classroom bored, leaving behind the noisy compliments.
The Bow of Aureel was still being thrown in the corner of his storeroom, but he didn't expect that after all this time, the snow elves of the Forgotten Valley were all extinct.
I don't know what happened to the girl who had spent three hundred years with him, the burgundy-haired vampire princess, the poor girl who was forced to become a vampire.
With the Elder Scrolls she gave her, and the protection and help of the Dawn Guard and her comrades, Serana should be doing well.
While most of the classmates were heading to the break room, Harry Jr., who had just recovered from his injuries, was heading to Lockhart's office to continue his confinement.
And in a gloomy bathroom, black shadows gradually filled.