harleyscars Chapter 125 Mounts
Chapter 125 Mounts
Chapter 125 Mounts
Jane is indeed not stupid enough to know how to fry a pot.This Potions class passed without any risk.But Harry was not so relaxed, he had no choice but to follow the steps in the book to deploy without attending the lecture.
But he and Ron are not the kind of people who can preview. It can be said that it is the first time to read a book and then directly adjust the potion. How can it be successful!The frying pan was directly fried, and something sputtered out, directly burning through Snape's robe, and there was a lingering pungent sour and bitter smell.
This also led to Gryffindor deducting another ten points.
After class, Malfoy's laughter resounded throughout the corridor, making everyone in Gryffindor itch.
"I just said, they are more likely to make mistakes under the professor's nose, these idiots!" Malfoy laughed.
Linde ignored them and walked at the end on his own.
"Harry, this way!" The familiar voice flashed with the glare of the spotlight.
A puff of blue smoke rose, and Colin walked out from the crowd.It made Harry tremble.When Malfoy saw Colin, his laughter at Harry intensified.
Linde walked on, fanning the pungent smell of the old-fashioned camera's burning chalk with a wave of his hand.
"If there are no accidents, this hand will definitely be ready before Halloween!"
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At night, the Defense Against the Dark Arts office.
Lockhart was sitting in front of his long table in purple pajamas, and he picked up a photo of himself on the table. In the photo, Lockhart was in high spirits, with confidence and a smile on his face.
But he himself knew that all his "legendary experiences" were just stolen, relying on his superb Forgetting Curse.
First get out other people's stories, and then eliminate those people's experiences, so that he can openly describe other people's experiences as his own.
"Your story is great, but it's mine now!"
This is the truth about Lockhart's legendary experiences that he wrote into the books.
But all this was discovered by Dumbledore, Lockhart thought.He forced me to come here to fill my bills, to be a Defense Against the Dark Arts professor for a year.
Lockhart didn't dare to resist, Dumbledore told him that as long as he was a teacher for a year, he would help him keep this secret, and he could continue to be his big star.
But... who doesn't know!The teacher of this class didn't have a good death, so when he came here, he chose to be a clown and a waste who showed off all day long.
But in this way, he sacrificed his own future, and the human design collapsed, which meant that he could never go back!
But today, Lockhart's partner, Quirrell, seems to have provided Lockhart with a little inspiration.
A guy with the same surname as the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor who disappeared last year.He found himself before he came to Hogwarts, and drew his attention to a kid named Lind Augustus.
The reward is a new, unpublished spell that will make him famous.
Thinking about it, Quirrell picked up the letter that his partner sent him today:
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lockhart
I'm surprised to hear that you acted like a clown at Hogwarts.I have met you face to face, although I haven't seen you cast spells properly, but your professional level is beyond doubt...
...I remembered that when I was still studying at Hogwarts, there were always legends about the Chamber of Secrets...
You're not thinking about the Chamber of Secrets...
Unexpectedly!In this way, you will have new works next year...
I have established a "club" here, how about it, do you want to join next year...
Your friend, Quirrell.
ps. Don’t forget to get down to business!
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Lockhart read the letter several times.Muttering slowly in his mouth, "The legend of the secret room..."
He picked up his photo on the table again, and said to himself in the photo, "I seem to have a good plan!"
Thinking about it, Lockhart started talking to himself in the photo.
It was not until a quarter of an hour later that Lockhart finally stopped and looked at himself in the photo.
He actually has 99% of his ideas now, just a little bit, just 1% of confidence.
In the photo, Lockhart seems to be very smart, he smiled confidently and clapped his hands, "Go ahead and do it! We don't have much retreat, do we!
For our dreams, for wizards all over the world to remember our name, and for our name to remain in history.Do it, we're Gilderoy Lockhart!
And as long as we're careful, we're in no danger! "
The words that came out of the photo were like the last piece of the puzzle, completely arousing his desire.
"That's right, I'm Gilderoy Lockhart! Order of Merlin Third Class, honorary member of the Anti-Dark Arts League, five-time winner of the Most Charming Smile Award from Wizards Weekly.
I'm not the clown they say...
Time passed like a fleeting moment, and on the eve of Halloween, Linde's hand finally healed.
As soon as the splint was removed in the school doctor's office, Linde couldn't wait to use the transfiguration technique to turn a flower basket on the bedside table into a toad!It angered Madam Pomfrey who mixed the recovery ointment for him.
Linde was pushed out of the school infirmary, holding the ointment mixed by Madam Pomfrey in his hand.Before he could thank Madam Pomfrey, the door was shut.
Lin De, who had a bad nose, could only go back to the lounge angrily.
In the lounge, Jane was showing Ron how to use transfiguration to turn into a bat. Ron also tried it. As a result, the wings of the bat he transformed still had handwriting on the parchment paper, and it didn't fly at all.
Harry continued to practice the water-proof and moisture-repelling spell. He had successfully learned it, but it was still difficult to maintain the whole body for a long time, so he continued to practice repeatedly.
He wanted to prolong the time as much as possible, and then he could cast this spell on himself while flying.That way he could go to Quidditch practice.
Hermione continued to do her homework on the sidelines. She had already written twelve parchments, and this was just the homework for Transfiguration.And this number is three times the number of pages prescribed by Professor McGonagall.
Back in the lounge, I found a corner, took out a wooden block the size of a basketball, and began to practice Transfiguration.
His desire to cast spells has long been irrepressible.
Seeing Linde sitting in the corner, Jane thought of something, suddenly smiled slyly, and then drove the bat she created to fly over cautiously.
Slowly, the bat flew to Linde's head silently. She was about to control the bat to land on Linde's body to scare him, but she saw the bat she was controlling was bitten by a big mouth. Then quickly retracted behind Linde.
Linde saw the bat bitten by the big snake he had created, and then glanced back, looking at Jane and the others.
"Little trick!" Linde thought.Then the body slowly leaned over.
Only then did they see Linde and the "mount" under him clearly
Linde is now sitting on the head of a huge pink octopus in a reclining half-recumbent manner. The soft head of the octopus is recessed by Linde, like a super soft sofa.
And under the octopus head, eight thick and short tentacles that are pink on the outside and white on the inside are wriggling on the ground, like small rollers under a computer chair.
These eight tentacles walked towards Jane and the others with difficulty.
"Halloween seat, how about it!"
As he said that, Linde directly turned the lump of boa constrictor he was holding into an oversized bat.Then as soon as Linde raised his hand, Jane saw the bat bigger than her head flying towards them.
Linde didn't think it was a big deal and chanted another mantra behind.
"Grow big! Happy Halloween."
The bat suddenly became like a big dog and flew towards her.
(End of this chapter)