Chapter 95: A Little Lesson and Christmas Presents
(The author still honestly sits in the position of the first fan of the book, the sorrow of the balls)
"Avada suo!"
A bucket-thick green light flew towards the boy on the opposite side in an unstoppable and undodgable manner, hitting him solidly, knocking him a few meters away, and sitting on the ground in a daze.
Of course, this was not a real death curse, and even Voldemort couldn't let out a bucket-thick death curse - just a simple knockback spell with a powerful green light spell, which I believe would have left a deep impression on him.
Many in the crowd let out horrible screams, Minister Fudge's face turned pale, and Pandora covered her mouth in frightβChusiwu Flint had been friends with her since childhood!
Then they immediately found him sitting on the ground, but his face was pale, and he was obviously frightened.
"Oh my God, Professor, you scared the hell out of me. Pandora patted her chest and complained to Lockhart as he walked back into the crowd.
"Do you have a good relationship with him, don't worry, he's fine. β
"I've known him since I was six years old, but I don't like him at all!" Pandora hastened to explain.
"This kid has a lot of vision, and if he's a little polite, I still like him. Lockhart smiled.
At this time, an elder of the Flint family walked over, "Mr. Lockhart, Chu Xiwu is fine, thank you for your mercy, that kid is too rude." β
"You're gracious, but he needs to reflect on his use of dark magic in public at the Minister of Magic's house and his violation of the sacred rules of wizard dueling. Lockhart said unconcernedly.
"What you're saying is that thank you again for your mercy and apologize to you on his behalf. The man bowed cordially, and left after Lockhart returned the salute.
"Professor, what a wonderful performance, now all my friends know how good Professor Hogwarts is. Draco Malfoy also rushed over with a bunch of classmates to report the good news to Lockhart.
"Malfoy, you are really proud of your strength, and I hope you can work harder in your usual studies. Lockhart smiled and told him that although he didn't like Draco Malfoy's temper, he had always been respectful to himself, and he had a mother with whom he had a relationship, and Lockhart had always been kind to him.
"I promise I'll be professor!" Malfoy said firmly.
"Well done, Gidero. Kingsley Shackle's strong figure was also seen next to Lockhart.
"Kingsley, I thought you'd go to St. Mungo to see Arthur. Lockhart was also surprised to see him.
"I'm now Mr. Minister's bodyguard, and he's very insecure. Kingsley explained.
"Well, to be honest, the Flint kid is good, but any Auror can deal with him. Lockhart shrugged.
"You can't compare everyone to the Aurors, we Aurors can't be like you who can put any spell on the opposite side of the game, and you must have knocked him away immediately, haha. Kingsley laughed happily.
"Haha, then you're hurting too much. β
"Then the Flint family will definitely ask my grandfather to drive you back to the Ministry of Magic. Pandora said softly.
"I can't ask for it...... It's so boring to be a bodyguard. Kingsley said indifferently.
"Have you been to see Arthur, how is he doing now?" Lockhart suddenly thought that he should care about his comrades.
"It's okay, it's basically recovered, it's just that you have lost too much blood and your complexion is not good, so it's good to recuperate. β
"How did Mr. Arthur get hurt?" asked Pandora, curious.
Lockhart put his arm around Pandora: "I went too far with snakes and got bitten." β
"The Minister and Malfoy are here. Kingsley reminded.
Minister Fudge and Lucius Malfoy came together, Secretary Fudge was pleased with the way Lockhart had just handled the duel, and Lucius said a bunch of bad things about the Flint family in front of Lockhart. Lockhart didn't know why Lucius suddenly spoke to him, they should be enemies now, but Lucius thought that others didn't know.
"Let's not talk about these boring things, let's go inside, I'll prepare a Christmas present for everyone, go get your own. Minister Fudge said happily, "Just go in and call your name as a gift." β
"Come on in, Professor, I picked out the gift for you. Pandora excitedly pulled Lockhart under the huge Christmas tree in the hall, "Gilderoy Lockhart's gifts are flying!"
A small gift bag flew over, and Lockhart hurriedly caught it, thin and soft.
Pandora was confident that Lockhart would like the gift, and she excitedly urged, "Open it up!"
Lockhart tore open the paper on the outside, and inside was a small, extremely resilient document - the admission pass of the British Ministry of Magic's ** district, and there are no more than twenty people in the world who have this certificate, all of whom are famous white wizards.
"I know the professor likes to read books about dark arts, and I hope these will help him. Pandora said smugly.
It was so useful! Lockhart hugged Pandora and kissed her fiercely, before letting go of her. "I love this gift so much!"
"Oh my God, so many people ......," Pandora said with a flushed face.
Lockhart also took out the Christmas gift he had equipped Pandora: "What a coincidence, I also prepared documents for you." β
"What? I want my papers, and my grandfather will get them for me. Curious, Pandora opened the gift, revealing a pile of colorful scraps of paper and papers, which were clearly Muggle products.
"This is a full set of documents for the Muggle world, I will take you on a trip to China during the summer vacation, the Ministry of Magic has no power over there, you have to use Muggle methods to go. β
"Oh my God, Professor, I love you!" this time it was Pandora's turn, and he hugged Lockhart tightly and looked up to kiss him again.
"Why don't you say that so many people are watching this time?" said Lockhart, teasing as the two mouths parted.
"You hate it!" Pandora smacked Lockhart with a feigned embarrassment, smiling beautifully, "I'll look forward to this summer, Professor." β
"Honey, you're smiling so beautifully, I'm going to have to take you away quickly," Lohartra said as Pandora left the hall, "or I'm afraid someone will challenge me again." β