Lockhart looked at the empty cage, his lower lip lifted, pursed his lips and stood up, he found that the large stone door to the outside was open, and he realized that these Death Eaters must have gone outside to deal with the Muggles because they didn't want to dirty the underground area.

In a flash of inspiration, Lockhart had an idea, and he walked quickly to Dolfen and them, who had moved to the entrance of the cavern.

Dolphin held his wand, narrowed his eyes, and leaned back slightly, "Why doesn't the great writer stay with his little Muggle lover, the lowly like to get together in a pile." ”

Lockhart didn't look at the little girl suspended in the air, he bowed slightly to Dolfin, looking a little flattering, "My lord, how can I be interested in filthy Muggles, I'm just making fun of them." ”

"I know you're a man who loves to be worshipped, and you need these Muggles to satisfy your vanity, so use small favors to buy them......" Dolfin pretended to be clever and touched his chin, Dolfin pointed to these Muggles hanging in the air, and raised an eyebrow at Lockhart, "You used the Oblivion Charm well during this operation, torture them in your own way, and if you can satisfy me, I will make you my follower." ”

"My pleasure, my lordship. Lockhart raised his wand and aimed it at little Patricia, who was already delirious in the air, and Dorfin also raised his head, but in an instant, Lockhart's wand was aimed at Dorfin, yelling, "Arm arm repair!"

Dorfin looked at Lockhart with a puzzled expression, not understanding why he suddenly used a healing spell on himself, and was caught off guard by Lockhart's spell, but a strange, very uncomfortable sensation like lightning went from Dorfin's shoulder to the tips of his fingers, as if his arm was being emptied.

Lockhart then kicked Dorfin to the ground.

The other two Death Eaters in the cavern saw Lockhart move, and one of them was quick to raise his wand and was about to cast a spell on him, but Lockhart took the next step after attacking Dolfin, and his proficiency in the spell allowed him to swing it correctly: "It's all empty!"

The dark wizard who had been caught under the Oblivion Charm lost focus in both eyes, staring blankly at his wand, then at his surroundings in confusion, opening his mouth to say something but unable to remember what to say.

Lockhart was able to cast the only spell he was 100% proficient in, and the powerful Oblivion Charm had permanently damaged the Dark Wizard's memory - even if the Mystic Man and the other Death Eaters had the patience to take care of him for a while, he would have become as forgetful as Bertha Jorkins who had used it by Barty Crouch.

Seeing this, the only remaining dark wizard in the cave didn't care about his companion who had been enchanted in the cave, and quickly ran out: "Dolfin, you drag him, I'll call someone!" - he didn't want to confront this Lockhart who had launched his divine might, his own life and health were at stake, and he planned to call the others to come and besiege Lockhart more wisely.

And Dolfin, who did not expect this coward to dare to do something to himself in his master's lair, only then did he sit up from the ground, he still had a sense of unreality when he opened his eyes and saw Lockhart in full swing, he wanted to stand up and start fighting, and then he looked at his right hand suspiciously—only to realize that his own arm did not look like an arm at all, and that the one that came out of his sleeve looked like a thick, Flesh-colored rubber gloves, he tried to move his fingers, but there was no response, and the wand in his hand had already fallen to the ground.

"You liar!" Dolfin, who had been deceived by the liar, rolled over, picked up his wand in his left hand, and bounced up, glaring at Lockhart angrily, beads of sweat breaking out of his head, and a deep wrinkle stretched from his biting lip to his aggressive, protruding chin, waving his wand at the crook who had deceived him.

"Ava... Quack"

"Arm arm repair!

The Dark Wizard's Curse was interrupted, and it turned out that Lockhart had already aimed his wand at him again, causing the bone in his left hand to be taken away by the spell that was supposed to have a healing effect, and the wand rolled off Dolfin's hand again, falling to the ground and rolling a few times.

"Thighs and thighs, thighs, thighs!" Lockhart shouted quickly, and he used two more spells in retaliation, and Dolphin's lower body was unsupported, and he fell to the ground, and the beads of sweat on his forehead kept rolling down, and his face was pale, and now, the bones of his two arms and two thighs had been removed, and only the leg bones of his calves remained.

The Muggles in the air fell, and Lockhart picked up little Patricia, who had fallen to the ground and had fallen into a coma, and yelled at the Muggles who were staring at him blankly and did not dare to make a move, "Run for your life, this is your last chance!"

As Lockhart's words fell, a very brief silence erupted into even more chaos than before, with Muggles swarming out and many returning to the caverns, struggling to pull at the doors of the iron cages to save their loved ones inside. And the Muggles in the cage also desperately cooperated to kick these iron doors. Lockhart's words made these Muggles feel that if they couldn't catch this glimmer of life, they would not be able to escape if they wanted to wait until those demons gathered their men and returned.

Instead of fleeing, some Muggles who had relatives who had been killed by Dolfin, and a few Muggles who had just been abused by Dolfin, rallied around Dolphin and launched the most damaging attacks they could think of against him - beloved relatives and friends were killed by him, and hatred made these Muggles ignore their own lives and deaths, scratch their eyes and lock their throats, punch and kick him, and even if they might miss the opportunity to escape, they also wanted to put the demon to death.

Although these Muggles were weakened by their prolonged imprisonment and had no weapons in their hands, in addition to the bitter hatred, the fear, hatred, and pain they encountered during this miserable period of detention were also unleashed in the process of attacking Dolfin. Dorfin was under Lockhart's spell, and Dorfin, who had no power to resist at all, could not withstand so many life-for-death attacks, his body was like a dilapidated sandbag, and Dorfin kept screaming and begging for mercy in pain.

Lockhart, who had already run out of the entrance to the underground base and finally escaped from the cave, sighed when he came to the range of the phantom shapeshifter, and escaped safely for the time being - but he knew in his heart that even if those Muggles escaped from the cave and returned to the surface, they probably wouldn't be able to get out of this base, after all, it was almost impossible to escape out of the area surrounded by killing vines.

The reason why Lockhart let these Muggles escape with some deliberate incitement is because the Dark Lord needs these Muggles, and the Death Eaters who will be called over will not dare to let these Muggles escape and die, so they will definitely try their best to capture them all, and he has the mark of the Death Eaters on his body to allow the mysterious people to locate him, so he feels that he needs them to attract the attention of those Death Eaters, so that he and little Patricia have a better chance of escaping.

Lockhart convinced himself that there was no way to do this, if it weren't for the fact that the apparition was already difficult, and he had to bring little Patricia, he really didn't have confidence, otherwise he would have been willing to save a few more - in an instant, he let his consciousness focus on the target country of his upcoming apparition, Germany was not too far northwest of Albania, and he had been here many times before to sell books, and even the portkey used by Nancy was prepared for him by his female book lover there, who was quite familiar with it.

Lockhart didn't dare to apparition directly to England, the distance was so far that even most good enough wizards would not use this method, apparition was originally a more difficult magic, and the farther away it was, the more dangerous it became, and the closer and more familiar the place, the safer - but the weight of the little girl in his arms made his brow furrow, his lower lip raised, and his lips were tightly pursed together, and he was a little unconfident, and he made up his mind that he must successfully cast a spell and move little Patricia to Germany as a transit station.

In the hazy moonlight, Lockhart's desire to apparition to a wizard's bookstore in Germany filled his body, and he turned around in his arms as little Patricia turned around, feeling his body become nothing, his surroundings became pitch black, he was squeezed strongly from all directions, his eyeballs were squeezed back into his head, his eardrums were pressed deep into his skull, and then—