"We are similar, Malfoy's father has made Malfoy follow the rules from the beginning, don't arouse suspicion... Although I am somewhat surprised that he is not the heir of Slytherin, their family is definitely in the know." Added a sentence.

"Don't be busy! There are more important things!" Ron took off his coat and glanced upstairs triumphantly, "We'll go to the owl house first, I'm going to write to Dad so that he can't hand over the house no matter what. The spells passed on, and… next time you go to Malfoy's house, be sure to check under his living room!"

It was very late at this time, and although the three of them were a little tired, they were very excited to get so much useful news.

When they returned to Myrtle's bathroom and were about to change back into their clothes, they noticed something was wrong. .

"Why is there so much water outside the door?" Harry wondered.

Chapter 82 Standing Snake Repellent Medicine

After drinking a lot of eggnog and playing crazy with the principal for a long time, Lockhart had a very satisfying Christmas.

Back in his room, he brushed his teeth hastily, and fell asleep without washing.

This decision saved him, because just after he fell asleep, the frame in his office roared.

\"Lockhart, watch out! He's coming for you!"

Lockhart, who was lying in his clothes, was instantly awakened by the portrait. After realizing what had happened, he was sweating profusely.

He quickly jumped out of bed and went straight to the heavy wooden desk in the office.

After hiding beside the table, Lockhart ejected the catapult hanging from his forearm and pressed the tip of his staff against his temple.

The pain from the top of his head not only woke him up, but also turned on a switch in his brain.

Then, the small bottle of potion that Snape sent was also taken out by Lockhart from the inner pocket of his coat, and he poured it down his neck without hesitation.

If Ron had been watching this with the monocular that Lockhart had given him, he would have been surprised to see that Lockhart's outline changed from pink to a deep magenta in an instant.

It's too late, it's too soon.

Just as Lockhart was finishing this, a low, hoarse growl came from outside the door of his office.

\"Deprim!

The antique door Lockhart bought, said to be attached with more than a dozen traditional anti-magic craftsmanship of the goblin, suddenly exploded, and the shattered wood chips engulfed the entire room with a wave of air.

Even at the juncture of life and death, Lockhart still couldn't help but flash this thought in his mind - refund! "

If another goblin crafting thing is also not banned, then Lockhart really has to reconsider the partnership with goblins.

From the blasted hole in the office, a gloomy wind with an earthy smell poured in. In the darkness, two huge yellow eyeballs like lanterns gradually emerged.

Lockhart knew who was coming, so he didn't dare to look at the door at all

"Reduct," he called out to the side of his room, pulling out his wand.

With the sound of Lockhart's chanting, the wooden wine cabinet that had been placed on the wall of the office instantly turned into dust, and the spirits bottles and glass windows that were originally placed in the wine cabinet also fell to the ground. It was smashed to pieces, and the tangy aroma of Ogden's aged spirits suddenly filled the entire room.

The aroma of this wine is enough to make people who are not greedy for wine feel excited, but for the attackers, this taste is not very pleasant.

Because snakes hate the pungent odors of cousins, esters and aromatic organic solvents.

The attacker's rustling forward movement suddenly stopped, and he let out a hoarse cry.

The attackers didn't seem to want to go any further.

But soon there was another frantic roar next to it, which meant that it could be distinguished without understanding Parseltongue, and it was urging the attacker to act quickly.

Although snakes hate those pungent smells, that doesn't mean they are afraid of them

Scientists once applied sulfur and alcohol substances to suckling rats, and kept them in the same confined space as snakes.

As a result, although the snake was reluctant to approach the suckling rat at first, it finally swallowed it in one bite, and there was no abnormality after eating it, indicating that it was not afraid of the smell, but just hated it. It's like people hate the smell of shit, but don't be afraid of - shit.

The pressure from the rear forced the giant snake to bite the bullet and get into Lockhart's office.

It was going to make a quick fight and stare the nasty guy to death so that he could go back to the wet and warm basement.

But unfortunately, Lockhart was already prepared.

\"Macr-encpaci!" he shouted.

The shattered wine bottles and glass by the wall flew into the air, turning into pieces of broken jade, forming a mirror in the air, blocking the attackers.

The Basilisk found that no matter how his head moved, there was always a strange mirror in front of him, and his eyes could only see his own eyes.

It shook its head angrily, trying to get rid of the nasty thing, but couldn't get rid of it.

"Small tricks." The short man following the basilisk said to it coldly, "Don't worry about that thing, I'll handle it."

Of course Lockhart didn't understand what the man was saying, all he could hear was a creepy hiss, like a snake spitting out a letter.

It was an unfair duel, and Lockhart had to fight one against two.

"Fractured!" the short man shouted at the "veil of gaze" Lockhart had conjured with his wand.

The spell hit the glass curtain wall and managed to break it into six pieces.

But the split mirrors did not disappear, but re-formed into six new mirrors, like the mirrors of a kaleidoscope, and continued to block the basilisk persistently.

"Um?"

The attacker hesitated, as if he was unfamiliar with this magic.

If Lockhart was using "bscur", then of course he knew what a spell was, and using a cutting spell was better than a spell, but he had never seen the kaleidoscope in front of him.

It seems to have the characteristics of being divisible, but not erasable, non-disappearing, and non-dissociable, so how should it be removed...

Before anyone could think carefully, Lockhart's counterattack arrived.

\"Dizzy!"

- A red light flashed, and the attacker had to find a way to deal with the incoming curse.

"Armor!" The visitor released a small shield in front of him, blocking the stun spell shot by Lockhart.

Just as the attacker was about to counterattack at the location where the red light was projected, and used a thunderbolt to force Lockhart out, the attacker suddenly found that his legs were imprisoned.

The attacker who tried to turn his body suddenly lost his balance and fell on his face.

Leg-locking spell, this is double magic! A thought flashed through the attacker's mind.

Seeing that his little plan had succeeded, Lockhart immediately followed up with the most ruthless spell without saying a word.

"Blivimte!"

Whether you are Voldemort's soul or not, give me the intelligence of a half-year-old baby in the future!

The attacker who fell to the ground obviously knew what would happen if he was hit by this spell, so he rolled to the side before he could stand up, and roared loudly.

"Protect me (snake language)!"

Although nothing could be seen now, the basilisk still found its owner with its hearing and acute sense of abdomen, curled up the attacker with its body and protected it in the center of the body.

This time the attacker is temporarily safe, and ordinary people's spells cannot pass through the basilisk scale skin.

However, this also means that the wizards who are protected in it can't see the outside at all, and Lockhart has finally taken the initiative in this temporary "battlefield".

Chapter I Chapter 12 Repel

With the exception of the Stunning Charm, the Leglock Charm and the Oblivion Charm, the spells Lockhart has used so far are all new results approved by the Ministry of Magic's Spell Experimentation Committee in the last ten years.

Although Voldemort is a genius in black magic, and is quite accomplished in ordinary magic, it is inevitable to have a time to understand when encountering new things.

And this time difference is the key to the duel between the two.

Considering that the diary was Voldemort's first Horcrux, the piece of soul in it was still split when he murdered Myrtle, so his thinking mode should still be very immature and his knowledge should not be too much. And it's very likely that Voldemort couldn't wait to make one after he just learned how to use the Horcrux from Slughorn.

Under the control of Dumbledore, Voldemort at this time should not be used to doing evil, and his actions are far less extreme than later, his thinking is not thorough enough, and he does not know as many spells as later, so it is better to control it after all, let alone It is said that his current magic power is obtained from a freshman in the first year.

Even Voldemort, no matter how gifted he was, who made many unseen spells, and how bold he was, he was still only a fifteen-year-old student. I'm afraid he's also out of luck.

Now everything was going at Lockhart's pace, and he was confident he could defeat the student Voldemort.

Since the other party has voluntarily given up the initiative on the battlefield, and he has no way to penetrate the anti-magic skin of the basilisk in a short period of time, the best way is to slowly concoct these two guys.

\"Incendi! Lockhart begins to use regular spells.

The wine that was still flowing on the ground was now the best burning thing, ignited by the fire spell cast by Lockhart. The raging fire suddenly filled most of the office, and shrouded the big snake and the attackers wrapped in it.

The snake is a cold-blooded animal, and it can be said to be very sensitive to changes in temperature. When the flames started to burn, it began to twist its body uneasily. It seemed uncertain whether to find a way to put out the fire or to take the initiative to escape.

Of course, Voldemort would not have the time to put out any fires. At first, he just wanted to kill the person who investigated the clues in the secret room, and then escape as soon as possible before Dumbledore came.

However, the development of the situation seems to be counterproductive: the method is not weak, and it is very careful, and seems to be prepared for the fact that he will be attacked. In terms of the body of the first-year student that he had stolen, if he wanted to quickly defeat the opponent, his magic power reserve was far from enough.

"We withdraw (snake language)." He made that hoarse voice again.

The basilisk has long wanted to escape from this uncomfortable environment. He was overjoyed when he heard the master's order, and he couldn't wait to unfold his body.

"Fool, don't turn your back to your enemy, come here!" the attacker shouted angrily, "Evil Spirit Shadow!"

The shadow on the ground heard the sound, trying to roll up the man and the snake and turn into black smoke to escape, but Ginny's wand made of unicorn hair was a little disobedient, and seemed reluctant to use this kind of magic, so It finally failed.

Of course Lockhart couldn't let him run away so easily: "All imprisoned!"

The attackers had to cast polymorphism, turning the shards of wood and flames on the side into a ring of fire, which shrouded his body and blocked Lockhart's confinement spell.

Then the attacker suddenly discovered that the mirror surface that Lockhart had cast just now began to gather under the ring of fire, and re-condensed into a whole piece.

As a magician, the attacker finally figured out how the spell works

\"It turned out to be like this... It was not a whole piece, just a bunch of particles condensed into a film, just use "clean up". "

But it was too late to figure it out at this time. There was already the sound of running in the distance of the stairs, and he had to withdraw.

This time, he learned to behave well, and changed to a relatively "safe" magic - "Smoke clouds into wings!"

Flames of fireworks enveloped the attackers before leading them away from the scene.

Lockhart was afraid that the other party would kill the carbine, so he still hid behind the heavy desk and did not come out for a long time.

It wasn't until several professors heard the news and began to call his name that Lockhart carefully poked a stick from the other side of the table and agreed.

Seeing that he was still alive, the professors finally relieved a little, and immediately began to chant the mantra, preparing to put out the fire.

"That's wine fire, not water."

Lockhart finally emerged from behind the desk, reminding his colleagues.

But Professor Flitwick just waved it casually, and the flame was instantly extinguished as if being stepped on by a giant's foot.

"Lums_Maxima!" Flitwick pointed to the ceiling of Lockhart's office again.

The office suddenly became very bright, and the traces of the war that had just happened here were revealed to these professors.

Probably because the desk belongs to the school's own property, so it is protected by the school's magic, and it is still intact in the magic battle just now, and the rest of the furniture is still intact.

The scorched piece forms a stark contrast.

Except for the desk, only the magic map carpet is still intact, while the rest, such as office doors, wine cellars, chandeliers, snack cabinets, etc., are either smashed by spells or burned to scorch. , and it seems that it is difficult to repair with a repair spell.

"Oh, my God." Professor McGonagall sighed while looking around. "This attacker is just... mad."

She apparently thought that these battle marks were the work of the attackers.

But Lockhart knew that, except for the office door which was blown up by Voldemort and the footmat at the door which was destroyed by the basilisk venom, all other things were destroyed by himself. .

If this is the Muggle world, Lockhart can use the attack as an excuse to defraud insurance, but unfortunately there is no insurance company in the magic world, so these losses can only be borne by him.

"Thank you for your timely assistance, the attacker seems to have run away." He thanked his colleagues with a "collapsed face".

Looking at the tragic battle marks, Professor Sinista couldn't help but stunned: "God, thank you, if it were someone else, I'd probably have died ten times now.

Ketelborn, who taught magical creatures, was lying on the ground, took out a pair of dragonskin gloves from nowhere, and was carefully touching the venom flowing on the ground, and tried to **** it up with something like a sponge, it seemed is to collect the venom into the bottle.

But it is a pity, no matter what comes into contact with that venom, it will be corroded by the venom like butter in a red-hot pan, and even the surface of the dragonskin gloves will sizzle and look like won't last long...

Professor Kettleburn stood up regretfully: "It seems that it can't be collected. But I'm sure it should be the saliva of a reptile... Lockhart, look

What's up there? "

"No." Lockhart immediately lied as agreed with the principal, "It was dark at the time, I didn't dare to turn on the light, and I was worried that the attacker would cast a petrification spell on me, so I kept hiding behind the desk... But I could tell from what I heard, it was definitely a big guy, and there was someone next to that big guy."

Professor Flitwick observed the traces on the ground and said thoughtfully: "I understand, no matter where the secret room is, there is a big guy in it, and it is still under control. Only the person who opened the Slytherin secret room can Qualified to command that monster... Fortunately, it is you, if it were someone else, it might be dead."