Chapter Ninety-Eight: Chop!

Zhang Xiao raised his head, and the intense golden light seemed to put on a golden coat for him.

In my mind, I felt a fountain of Transfiguration.

The art of transformation, the magic of using it lies in one mind.

Limit me, only me?

The corners of Zhang Xiao's lips gradually outlined a trace of arc, and there seemed to be light in her eyes.

So in addition to changing some furniture, changing some small animals. There's so much more Transfiguration can do!

Zhang Xiao let go of her wand, and the surface of the lake under her feet was trembling, rippling in circles and rippling rapidly.

Then, like a fountain, a high column of water erupted from the surface of the lake.

The water column was like a water dragon, converging directly towards Zhang Xiao's position.

It soon transformed into a large, vague humanoid object.

This humanoid shell made of water is more than ten meters high, Zhang Xiao floated on his chest, and slowly stretched out his hand.

The giant who enveloped him made the same move, and the water around him also gathered in his hand, forming a huge water sword.

The lightning wand buzzed into it, the thunder flashed, and the water sword was wrapped with a beating lightning.

Since my flesh is too small to do enough damage, I'm going to get bigger!

Giant monsters should be dealt with by giants!

The energy is rapidly consuming, and Zhang Xiao's brain is quickly calculating the consumption of this state.

The cost of transforming the water man is a bit high, and next, I have at most one more power!

Zhang Xiao's indifferent eyes looked at the basilisk like a great enemy, this blow will determine the winner!

Ever since Zhang Xiao's golden light skyrocketed, the Heavenly Master stood up and looked at him with his hands behind his back.

After the giant made of water stood up, the old heavenly master suddenly showed a narrow smile, and he laughed hehe, he made a few gestures with one hand.

He snorted softly: "Clumsy! ”

I saw that the vague portrait constructed by Zhang Xiao with deformation suddenly changed again.

The water splashed above the portrait's head, and gradually formed a crown, drooping twelve, and the body also evolved extremely quickly into a crown made of water, and the originally blurred face actually became clear.

It looks very quaint.

The giant, dressed in a robe and crowned with a sword in one hand, and his lips fanned together, and a low voice sounded like thunder:

"Such a long worm is also worthy of drawing a sword?"

Zhang Xiao raised his head in astonishment, even in the pure rational state of the Empty Ming Realm, he couldn't suppress the horror that arose.

He was so frightened that he almost withdrew from the Empty Light Realm.

What's the situation? Did I rub the big holster and talk?

The quaint figure wearing the twelve crowns on his head just raised the long sword of water wrapped around the thunder, and gently swung down:

"Slash!"

The water sword left a semicircular mist trail in the air, pulling out a long tail shadow, and under the refraction of the sun, a rainbow light appeared!

The whole heaven and earth were eclipsed, and it seemed that only this sword was eternal.

The basilisk didn't move, it spat out the letter and tried to twist its body, but it was puzzled to find that it seemed to be unable to move.

A thin blood streak appeared on its neck, and then its head slid straight down, smashing on the surface of the lake and splashing a large splash, and the body without a head twitched and writhed wildly, like a truncated earthworm.

Large streams of venom-laden blood spurted out, and soon smeared in the lake, and schools of fish floated up on their bellies wherever the venomous blood went.

The sword in the hand of the giant figure dispersed into a lake again with a bang, and then the figure also collapsed, Zhang Xiao gasped heavily, and the golden light on his body gradually dimmed.

Straight from the air and into the water.

On the other side, both Tom and the three deans were so shocked by this sword that they actually stopped for a while.

From the beginning of Zhang Xiao's hand-to-hand combat, it was completely unexpected by them, even Tom never thought of throwing the spell aside and using cold weapons instead.

The amazing sword just now completely broke through their imagination.

Professor McGonagall, in particular, did try to transform into a giant clay figurine in battle.

But that's more about fending off or forcing the enemy into their own rhythm.

But he never tried to hide himself in the body of the shapeshifter.

By the lake, Dumbledore stood up, nodded at Zhang Cunyi, and said with a smile:

"Then it's time to put an end to this, Mr. Zhang."

The Celestial Master put down the teapot, and in just an instant, the figures of the two had already come to the ice.

Dumbledore's spell waved gently, and the lake on all sides directly lifted a water curtain, turning into a water ball that enveloped Tom directly.

The three deans finally breathed a sigh of relief and lowered their wands.

I just felt tired, especially Professor Flitwick and Professor McGonagall, the two professors were strong enough, but they hadn't fought anyone for ten years, and suddenly they were not too used to such a high-intensity battle, which was not too suitable for their age.

Snape is in the prime of life, and he's at his best.

Seeing Dumbledore and an old man from the East who he didn't know, he couldn't help but say:

"I thought you were really driven away by that cowardly and incompetent shit at the Ministry of Magic, Dumbledore."

Dumbledore controlled the water balloon, ignoring Tom's resentful gaze and winked at him:

"Ah, ah, Severus, don't complain so much about an old man, who is old and always wants to take a vacation, you see, aren't you doing a good job?"

"Okay?" Professor McGonagall angrily pointed at Zhang Xiao, who had just been fished out of the water by the Heavenly Master, her chest rising and falling violently, not knowing whether she was tired or angry.

"If you feel that there are monsters hidden on campus, the professor and the acting principal are possessed by the Dark Lord, and the little wizards collectively rush into the secret room out of control, and Zhang rides a dragon and fights the basilisk!!"

Dumbledore nodded lightly and said in admiration:

"But do you know how happy I was when the little wizards of the four academies jumped out of the hole in the chamber? even cried excitedly.

Because I see something beyond everything! That's what I've been looking forward to for a long time.

Even if it's reckless, we don't have to be too demanding of the little wizards, can we? “

McGonagall was silent, and Flitwick nodded approvingly, the short professor immediately moved to tears when he saw the students rushing in one by one.

Well, McGonagall had to admit that she was quite excited at the time, only Snape ducked behind and pouted.

"So what should Professor Lockhart do? That's right," McGonagall said stiffly, pointing to the giant water balloon.

Dumbledore looked at Zhang Cunyi and introduced, "This is Zhang's grandfather." Mr. Zhang told me that he had a solution to Lockhart's case. ”

Zhang's grandfather?

McGonagall and Flitwick immediately entered the state of visiting the teacher at home, and praised Zhang's excellence to the Heavenly Master in a straightforward manner unique to the West, and even Snape stepped forward and said two words about Zhang Nice.

The old master smiled when he heard this, and he couldn't wait to put Tom aside to dry, so that the teacher could praise him more.

The Heavenly Master put Zhang Xiao away, and the eldest grandson was actually out of strength, but he happened to drink a few mouthfuls of basilisk's blood, and he didn't know what kind of poison this basilisk's blood was.

The antidote of Longhu Mountain can only be suppressed for the time being, and it can't be eradicated, but looking at Principal Deng's appearance, he doesn't seem to take it to heart.

Could it be that this Western poison still needs Western medicine to cure it? It's interesting, the Heavenly Master pondered for a while, and simply prepared to hand it over to Principal Deng.

Zhang Cunyi shook his wide-sleeved robe and slowly raised an index finger.

"It's too up-and-coming star, and the strain doesn't stop. Exorcise evil spirits and protect your life. Wisdom is clear and the mind is at peace. The three souls are eternal, and there is no loss of soul.

Haste as a law! ”

His figure flashed, and he was already outside the water balloon, his index finger lightly touched Lockhart's forehead, his eyes suddenly rolled white, and he screamed wildly in the sky, and the water balloon exploded, and then his mouth made a 'ho-ho' sound.

An illusory figure emerged from his body, dressed in Slytherin robes, and let out a silent growl at everyone, before dissipating.

Lockhart, like a tattered sack, collapsed limply on the ice.

A tattered black diary fell out of his arms.

Dumbledore and Zhang Cunyi's eyes looked at each other at the same time, and then they frowned together.

There's something wrong with this diary!

(End of chapter)