Chapter 110: This is not what you should be reading at your age
"Order, bring me a charcoal-grilled chicken thigh, potato stew, cucumber salad, steamed egg ......"
The same recipe, the same ingredients, it's also delicious, and you don't have to hunt those cherished magical beasts at all.
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While Brie and Yana were having supper, Arnold, who was walking in the girls' bathroom on the second floor, had a gloomy gaze and hissed to order the basilisk to cause chaos, and the target was Lockhart's office.
"Professor Lockhart is killed, and all eyes will be on you, Ode!"
With the sound of Arnold's footsteps, he and the basilisk crawling in the wall pipes got closer and closer to Lockhart's office, and in Lockhart's officeβ
"Oh, this is a letter from a little witch to me, it's all... Gross, it's a big feces smell! β
Lockhart took the letter with a look of disgust, but he was reluctant to let go.
"Maybe it's a special girl, but she definitely doesn't like me less."
"Hmm!" When Lockhart opened the letter, he stared at every word with joy on his face.
"Oh, this is complimenting my hair, oh my God, this girl even knows that I like my hair too, yes, and my sexy lips, no one is more charming than me, ah, my superior leg hair has also been discovered, the girl who loves me is really scary, she can find out everything......"
"Huh?"
Lockhart suddenly stared at the name with a look of horrorβ
"Oh no... Filch! β
Lockhart stood up in shock and kept pacing, "I knew that old guy had bad intentions towards me, he must have spied on me, oh my God, I have to tell the headmaster to fire him!" β
Lockhart threw the letter to the door, but he was still nauseous, and the smell of feces in the air made him forget every word of the letter.
"I've got to do something!"
Lockhart hurriedly pulled out bottles of perfume from the cabinet, as well as a stack of albums that were not suitable for children.
When the scent melted into the smell of dung, the strange smell made Lockhart vomit, but he opened the album anyway, and his face was silent.
Lockhart covered his face.
He knew he was in the dark of magic, but he couldn't solve it. Initial Update@
"It must have been done by those guys who were jealous of my talent and looks, but do you think I'm going to fall on this, and Lockhart, who has no lust, will become even stronger!"
For the sake of face, Lockhart will never go to the doctor, which will make his reputation stinky and not be loved by those middle-aged witches, even if he thinks he is plotted, but those who do news reporting will not think so, especially Rita Skeeter, the shameless female reporter who loves to tell right and wrong!
Just as Lockhart was chattering, the cage with the Cornish elves on the table behind him inexplicably cracked, and the angry Cornish elves squeezed open the crack and flew out because they had been beaten this afternoon.
"Tsk!"
"Ah, don't come here!"
The elves kept scratching Lockhart, the picture books in his hand were shredded by the elves, and the picture of Lockhart smiling on the table was also smashed, and the whole office was in chaos.
"Oh, you abominable fellows, don't touch my precious photograph of me and the Savior, don't!"
Lockhart kept covering his face and ran away, eventually grabbing the wand that had fallen to his feet, and he confidently shouted to the Cornwall elves, "There are many obstacles! β
The spell didn't respond, and the Cornish elves laughed and rushed towards him with a sly grin.
Lockhart came back to his senses in fright, and shouted at the Cornwall elves, "Forget it!" β
A Cornish elf is struck by a spell and falls to the ground, and Lockhart seems to have found a savior, covering his face and casting a random look around him.
As soon as Arnold took control of the hungry basilisk to the door of Lockhart's office, he heard the sound of a loud fight coming from inside, and he cautiously pushed the door open, only to be hit by the oncoming Oblivion.
"Ah......h
Arnold kept backing away, and the power of the Forgotten Void reacted violently to the Imperius Curse in his mind, giving him a splitting headache. (This chapter is not finished!) )
Chapter 110: This is not what you should be reading at your age
He could stagger and hide in a dark corner and curl up, gritting his teeth, and now that he was found, he was finished.
Lockhart seemed to hear the screams, he moved his hand slightly to block his face, and saw that the door was opened a gap, he ran over in surprise, opened the door and came out, and then slammed the door behind him!
"Bump!"
The controlled basilisk on the other side suddenly felt detached from its controller, and it was hungry when it heard the voice of a Cornish elf in its office......
"What's going on here?"
Brie finished her supper and heard a noise as she and Yana passed through the third floor.
"Someone's coming, Brie." Yana shrugged, a little nervous.
"There's no curfew yet, don't worry."
Brie looked at the person coming upstairs, and it turned out to be Professor Flitwick.
Professor Flitwick was clearly looking for Brie, and as soon as he saw Brie, he said, "I'm still thinking of going to the Slytherin Lounge, you said ...... last time."
Flitwick was a little excited, but he became more restrained when he saw Yana, he wouldn't tell the student's secret, and Brie hadn't officially decided about reporting the magic of nature. Error-free updates @
"Yana, you go back first, I'll give you something tomorrow."
Yana nodded, but suddenly something came to mind, she leaned into Brie's ear and whispered, "I found Ginny Weiss to be weird, she seems to have stolen raw chicken, I smelled her last night, and there is a smell that I hate, and you have some of it." β
"It's not your smell, it's something else." Yana pursed her lips and whispered, "Be careful." β
With that, Yana ran upstairs.
Ginny?
Brie was in a daze, he had seen Ginny yesterday, but eating raw chicken... Is Wesley's family too poor to burn firewood, eat raw?
"Ahem." Flitwick looked at Brie's distracted appearance and coughed twice.
Brie came back to his senses.
"I'm sorry, I've got something on my mind, Professor, by the way, what do you have to do with me?" Brie pressed the corners of her mouth apologetically.
"Oh, yes, it's about your last magic..."
"Bump!"
"What a sound!"
Flitwick and Brie were talking, when they heard the sound of something falling not far away.
"That's Professor Lockhart's office over there."
Could it be that the Cornish elves are so powerful, this is the demolition of the office, right?
Professor Flitwick and Brie glanced at each other and walked towards Lockhart's office, while Professor McGonagall, who had turned into a tabby cat walking down the hallway, heard the voice and ran towards Lockhart's office with a frown.
"Hiss!"
Brie suddenly seemed to hear something, and he looked into the wall with great sense, but Professor Flitwick didn't.
When they saw Professor Lockhart, he was disheveled, as if he had been punished beyond description, and he was running down the hallways complaining, as if he were running away.
Professor Flitwick stopped Lockhart, who looked horrified when he saw Brie, his appearance was actually seen by Brie's enemy, he stinked, but quickly thought of an excuse and said, "Oh, I'm working on a magic spell to deal with evil spells, so I made some noise." β
He jumped a little, bared his white teeth and smiled, "It's not a big deal, I'm intact... I'm about to figure it out. β
At this time, Professor McGonagall changed from a cat to a human form, and looked at Lockhart's appearance with a grim face, "I think Professor Lockhart can tell me what kind of evil spell you need to deal with like this!" β
Professor McGonagall thought it was Wes who had come to the house to make some big noise, and it turned out to be Lockhart, which made her relax a little, but she couldn't let Lockhart go.
Today, the news of Lockhart's class has reached the ears of every professor, and the Cornish elves can't deal with it, what kind of professor is this!
Especially Brie...
When McGonagall saw that Brie was there, she immediately thought of Lockhart's humiliation of Brie, which made her stare at Lockhart even more indifferently.
Lockhart swallowed his saliva and hurriedly rambled nonsense, "It's a soul snatcher." (This chapter is not finished!) )
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Mantras, oh, I've always thought that the Unforgivable Spell wasn't unsolvable, and I already had a clue. β
McGonagall sneered, looked at Lockhart's scarred body, and said, "I think we'll have to go in and see if Professor Lockhart used a Imperius Curse on those weak Cornish elves that he couldn't match, so that caused such damage." β
Lockhart's face was shocked, and he hurriedly said: "Oh, don't go in, there are no Cornish elves in it, just some magic accidents, I can handle it." β
McGonagall didn't listen to him and headed straight for his office.
Flitwick also walked forward with Brie, and he was also curious about what happened to Lockhart to make such a fuss.
When the crowd opens the door......
"Oh, lo and behold, I'll just say no."
Lockhart looked left and right, only to see a mess of the ground and no Cornish elves exhaled, he didn't care how the elves disappeared, he only cared about keeping his reputation.
"Ahem..."
Professor Flitwick looked at the torn children's album on the ground, his face turned red, and he couldn't help but look at it, while Professor McGonagall directly covered Brie's eyes and said angrily, "Lockhart! β
"What are you doing, look at your office, I never thought you would do something like this in the office!"
"That's what you call a magical little accident!"
Professor McGonagall hurriedly pulled Brie out.
"I'll make it clear to Dumbledore, no matter what tricks you're playing, you can't do anything out of the ordinary at Holy Hogwarts."
Touching Brie's hair, McGonagall said softly, "Forget about tonight's events, those things are not something you should be exposed to at your age." β
Brie touched his nose, he didn't expect Professor Lockhart to play so wild, but how did he make the office like this by himself.
Professor Flitwick sniffled, and when he looked down, he found the source, which was a letter. @η²Ύε\/Shuge Error-free Debut~~
A smell of dung?
Lockhart saw Flitwick's gaze and immediately rushed forward to snatch the letter into his arms.
Professor McGonagall and Professor Flitwick stared at Lockhart and the letter suspiciously, but they didn't want to look at it at all.
Brie watched the atmosphere freeze, he wanted to leave quickly, the room smelled of feces and perfume, it was disgusting.
"Professor, can I go and rest first, it's going to be curfew in a while."
McGonagall and Flitwick said in unison, "Wait......."
Chapter 110: This is not what you should be reading at your age