He saw a row of shiny teeth. "Oh, don't, don't want you." He groaned. "I don't know what he's talking about." Lockhart said loudly to the Gryffindor students who were anxiously gathering around, "Don't worry, Harry. I'm going to heal your arm. ”

"No!" Harry said, "Just let it be like this, thank you."

He tried to sit up, but his arm hurt too much. He heard a familiar clicking sound next to him.

"I don't want to take pictures like this, Colin." He said loudly.

"Lie down, Harry," Lockhart comforted him, "a simple spell that I've used countless times. ”

Augustus stood aside and watched coldly, since there was a teacher to make a move, it was obvious that he didn't need to do anything more, but I don't know why, looking at Lockhart's shining teeth and oozing smile, Augustus always felt that something was wrong.

"Why can't I go straight to the hospital?" Harry gritted his teeth and said through his teeth.

"He really should go to the hospital." Covered in mud, Wood said he couldn't contain a smile on his face despite his Seeker's injury. "You've got a pretty good catch, Harry, it's wonderful, I've never seen you do it so beautifully."

Harry saw through the dense crowd of legs around him that Fred and George Weasley were desperately trying to press the wild Bludger into the box. Bludger still struggled ferociously. "Stand back." Lockhart said, rolling up the sleeves of his emerald green dress. "Don't—don't—" Harry said weakly, but Lockhart was already spinning his wand. A second later, he aimed his wand at Harry's arm.

A strange, very uncomfortable sensation ran like lightning from Harry's shoulders to the tips of his fingers. It was as if his arm was being emptied. He didn't dare to look at what was going on, closed his eyes, and tilted his face to the side. But when the people around him gasped and Colin Creevey went on a photo frenzy again, he found that his worst fears had come true. His arm didn't hurt anymore—but it felt too; It doesn't look like an arm at all.

Augustus patted his forehead, and sure enough, his feeling was correct, it was a joke to let Lockhart come and recite a spell for Harry, and it would be better to trust Filch than to trust Lockhart in any way to help things.

Harry stood up, feeling his body tilt strangely to one side. He took a deep breath and looked down at his right side of his body. The sight in front of him made him almost faint again.

Sticking out of his sleeve looked like a thick, flesh-colored rubber glove. He tried to move his fingers, but nothing happened.

Lockhart didn't pick up Harry's bones. He took all the bones off.

"You better go to the hospital, it was originally a not too serious injury, but now it seems that you will have to drink a few bottles of Bone Spirit to heal." Augustus looked at Harry with a look of regret, if he had acted earlier, the incident would not have turned out like this, in the final analysis, it was Lockhart who played a crucial role.

Harry limped out of the field with Ron's support, Lockhart looked at the strange eyes around him, without the slightest bit of shame, he said proudly: "At least Harry's arm doesn't hurt now, in fact, I just help him stop the pain first, and then let him go to the hospital for treatment, after all, if the pain is too heavy Harry is likely to be too late to go to the hospital, let's disperse, if you want to learn my painkiller spell, you can come to my office alone to discuss with me." ”

Hearing this, the surrounding students all shivered inexplicably, and hurriedly left the scene in groups of three or two, Lockhart looked at the students who were leaving quickly, shrugged helplessly, and turned to leave the Quidditch pitch.

In the afternoon, there was the Room of Requirement, and Augustus stood in front of the three Loki.

"You have now mastered enough first-level spells, the following is the actual combat time, as a mage, no matter how solid the basic knowledge is, it is only the appearance, only in the real combat comprehension and creation, can you find your own rhythm. Work in pairs, starting with Malfoy and Loki. ”

"Last time because of Mr. Augustus, you got away with it, but this time you have to be careful, I won't show mercy." Loki stood on the side of the dueling arena with his staff in one hand, a smile on his unruly countenance.

"Who wouldn't say big things, be careful not to flash your tongue, I'm looking forward to this battle with you, just to verify what I've learned for so many days, I hope you don't just show it in vain, so that I can't enjoy it." Malfoy didn't buy Loki's account in the slightest, and fought back strongly.

"Let's get started." Augustus waved his hand and motioned for them to start a duel.

Loki unhurriedly chanted a spell to give himself a primary ice armor, which had a chance to resist some of the damage of hostile spells, but could not be fully absorbed, and when it exceeded its carrying capacity, it would be invalidated.

Malfoy's spell blessed himself with the grace of the wind, and then he cast a first-level spell, the Wind Blade, and the transparent wind blade galloped towards Loki with a speed that he could not stop.

Loki waved his wand with ease, and a spear made of ice condensed in midair, and the ice spear was constructed, and it headed towards the wind blade in mid-air, first cutting off the wind blade, and then still castrating, shooting towards Malfoy. The wind blade that was cut in the air struck Loki's ice armor without the slightest ripple, and was directly absorbed.

Malfoy looked at the ice spear in the air, did not dare to be careless, relying on the graceful speed of the wind, directly dodged, and the ice spear hit the open space of the dueling arena and slowly disappeared.

Malfoy began to rely on the graceful speed of the wind to move around the field, and in Loki's dead end, he recited the spell to release the spell, this time Loki did not dodge, and was trapped in place by Malfoy's wind shackles, a thin wind rope swirled around Loki's body, Loki tried the offensive spell, and found that he couldn't get out of it at all.

The next spell was lore, and Malfoy's eyes flashed with joy, with the atmosphere as a bow and the brilliance as an arrow, bearing the strength of my will. At the front of Malfoy's wand, a longbow made of the void was formed, a pale white light arrow flickered brightly, stretched the bow and pulled the string, and the light arrow shot towards Loki with a speed invisible to the naked eye, at this time, Loki was completely unable to move the target, and this spell was completely insoluble for the speed and agility of the spell.

A hint of surprise flashed in Lilian's eyes, could it be that Malfoy is going to win, in terms of the learning speed of meditation, it took Malfoy two times to succeed, and the construction of the magic string is even more behind the two of them by a day, I didn't expect it to be so powerful in actual combat, could it be that the wind spell is more suitable for combat.

At this time, Loki was trapped in place in the field and could not move, and an arrow of light in the sky was piercing the void, and the next second, perhaps the moment of witnessing victory or defeat, a faint light flashed in Augustus's silver pupils.