Hogwarts transfer students just want to be in love
Chapter 34 Lockhart's Curse
When he realized that the strength of the magic power circulating in the other party's wand was definitely more than a simple [faint], Mo Bai's spirit was highly concentrated in an instant.
He recited the spell at the fastest speed, and at the same time quickly mobilized the magic power in his body. The wand drew a circle in front of him and pointed forward, and an invisible barrier appeared in front of him.
"Protego! (Armor Protection)"
Under Lockhart's surprised eyes, the blue light flying from his wand instantly hit the barrier in front of the boy, and when the spells collided, a dazzling flash burst out instantly.
At the same time, there was a crackling sound in the air, which was the whine of high-intensity magic power breaking through the air.
The little wizards in the audience cried out in surprise, and Hermione pinched her arm nervously. From their point of view, the young man was holding up his wand, "struggling" to resist the spell released by Professor Lockhart.
In front of him was like an electric welding scene, the rays of magic spells colliding with each other were extremely dazzling, but at this moment the boy just squinted his eyes calmly.
Sure enough, what the other party said [faintly] was just a cover-up, and there was actually a trace of spiritual magic in it.
Is it 【One Forget All Empty】?
It is indeed the master of forgetting nothing recognized by Dumbledore...
The magic power in the boy's body was agitated, and the blue light in front of him skyrocketed, and the spell released by Lockhart actually flew back to his direction at a faster speed.
The surprise in his eyes turned into panic in an instant. Others didn't know, but he knew the power of this spell.
This is a technique he has just learned, mixing a trace of forgetfulness magic power with ordinary spells, so that the other party's memory can be tampered with or deleted without anyone noticing.
If he was hit, it would be good for him to fly out, but it would be ridiculous if he was hit by his own spell and lost his memory.
The reputation accumulated over the years will also be destroyed in one go.
He didn't care about maintaining his demeanor, and jumped directly to the ground, narrowly avoiding the flying spell.
The curse passed over his head and hit the far wall in an instant.
Earth and rocks splashed, and a small crater with a width of one meter was hit on the wall of the auditorium!
Seeing this, Snape, who had been watching coldly, frowned, looking thoughtfully at Mo Bai's back.
And everyone else's eyes turned to Lockhart who was on the ground at this moment.
Because the spell just now flew over his head very quickly, the air waves raised lifted his shawl and cloak, and the cloak just happened to cover his head.
It also exposed his raised buttocks to everyone's sight. At this time, Lockhart seemed to be an ostrich with his head buried in the sand, looking awkward and funny.
There was a roar of laughter, among which Harry and Ron's laughter was clearly audible.
But Mo Bai didn't smile, and looked at Lockhart's figure with a slight frown.
This man was not so long ago a wizard who could be physically disarmed by mostly harmless pixies without success in breaking spells.
In just over a week, such a powerful compound magic can be released...
What has he experienced?
Could it be that Dumbledore thought he was too good, so he also gave him extra lessons?
Or...has he been hiding his clumsiness?
Naturally, no one answered his doubts. Hearing the laughter of the crowd, Lockhart stood up extremely quickly.
He shook his cloak, his excellent skin thickness made him look as if nothing had happened, and looked at Mo Bai with admiration.
"Great Iron Armor Curse, even if I am merciful and only use one percent of my strength, you will be proud enough to be able to bounce back my curse."
"Five points for Gryffindor!"
The young wizards in the audience booed again, among which Ron and Harry were the loudest.
Even if they give the college extra points, they can't hide their contempt for Lockhart.
The small hole in the wall is still there.
If this was [-]% of Lockhart's strength, why didn't he just say that he and Dumbledore were evenly divided?
Mo Bai was not surprised by the other party's brazenness, he just smiled faintly.
"Thank you, Professor, for your mercy..."
Lockhart gritted his teeth secretly when he looked at this boy who was cheap and good-looking, but he still responded calmly.
"You're welcome, you are a student after all, how can I try my best as a professor?"
"Then..." Mo Bai smiled, "Since the professor has already made a move, then teach me about the spell again."
This was also his original plan. At noon, Harry and Ron complained about whether there was any way not to bear the man's head-scratching. At that time, he made up his mind to stun the opponent's "miss" in the duel.
It's a big deal to use "magic power explosion" to prevaricate it.
Dumbledore would cover it for him anyway.
The magic spell just now was escaped by the opponent because of the rebound effect of the armor body, but this time it was released by him himself, and this parallel importer will definitely not be able to dodge.
Seeing the boy's posture about to cast a spell, Lockhart's heart skipped a beat.
He said that he had only used one percent of his strength, so he was easily bounced away by the opponent.
In fact, he had secretly used all his strength just now, even supernormally. At that time, he felt that he had never released such a powerful spell, but it was easily bounced off by the other party.
In other words, this 11-year-old boy in front of him is a fucking monster!
He didn't have the confidence to accept the spell attack of this little monster.
Seeing that Mo Bai had already started to wave his wand, he hastily shouted loudly.
"and many more!"
He quickly retracted his wand and coughed lightly.
"I have already understood your strength just now, if I continue, I'm afraid I will hurt you, how about this, let my assistant Professor Snape guide you, how about it?"
As he spoke, he turned his gaze to the man who had been silent all the time.
Mo Bai no longer knew what expression to use to face this shameless idiot.
Does this mean that if you become a bitch, you still need to set up a memorial archway?
But once Lockhart said this, he really couldn't force his hands.
After all, Lockhart still has the title of a professor. If Mo Bai wants to attack again, it is not that he missed in the duel, but deliberately attacked the professor.
The former would be punished at most, and points would be deducted; the latter would be guilty of a serious crime, especially Mo Bai, who had a "conviction" before, might really have to drop out of school.
He withdrew his wand boredly, the other party said so, obviously just wanted to die down.
The other party was also a chicken thief, and he actually wanted to blame Snape.
And with Snape's temper, he probably wouldn't fight him.
To put it bluntly, in terms of qualifications, Mo Bai is not worthy.
Not everyone has such a thick skin to bully the small.
"can."
A cold voice came from behind, Mobai raised his eyebrows, turned his head to look, and met Snape's iconic indifferent gaze.
Why are you so thick-eyed and big-eyed that you are in the same boat as Lockhart?
The existence of Lockhart has raised the upper limit of your professor's thick skin, right?
Seeing that Snape agreed, the young wizards in the audience were visibly more emotional.
For Lockhart, except for a few diehard fans, most students have no hope.
But even so, the brief magic duel just now aroused their interest.
What kind of spell will the long-famous Professor Snape unleash?
For Mobai, they generally had no hope. Although they had accepted Lockhart's spell just now, Snape was obviously not comparable to Lockhart, a parallel importer.
The little lions of Gryffindor had already prayed that Mo Bai would not be beaten too badly.
And the little snakes in Slytherin have already become agitated, and they have long been displeased with Mo Bai's pretense.
He obviously looks like a son of a family, but he insists on hanging out with those stupid fools.
Let him experience the strength of Head Slytherin now, and make him regret it!
He recited the spell at the fastest speed, and at the same time quickly mobilized the magic power in his body. The wand drew a circle in front of him and pointed forward, and an invisible barrier appeared in front of him.
"Protego! (Armor Protection)"
Under Lockhart's surprised eyes, the blue light flying from his wand instantly hit the barrier in front of the boy, and when the spells collided, a dazzling flash burst out instantly.
At the same time, there was a crackling sound in the air, which was the whine of high-intensity magic power breaking through the air.
The little wizards in the audience cried out in surprise, and Hermione pinched her arm nervously. From their point of view, the young man was holding up his wand, "struggling" to resist the spell released by Professor Lockhart.
In front of him was like an electric welding scene, the rays of magic spells colliding with each other were extremely dazzling, but at this moment the boy just squinted his eyes calmly.
Sure enough, what the other party said [faintly] was just a cover-up, and there was actually a trace of spiritual magic in it.
Is it 【One Forget All Empty】?
It is indeed the master of forgetting nothing recognized by Dumbledore...
The magic power in the boy's body was agitated, and the blue light in front of him skyrocketed, and the spell released by Lockhart actually flew back to his direction at a faster speed.
The surprise in his eyes turned into panic in an instant. Others didn't know, but he knew the power of this spell.
This is a technique he has just learned, mixing a trace of forgetfulness magic power with ordinary spells, so that the other party's memory can be tampered with or deleted without anyone noticing.
If he was hit, it would be good for him to fly out, but it would be ridiculous if he was hit by his own spell and lost his memory.
The reputation accumulated over the years will also be destroyed in one go.
He didn't care about maintaining his demeanor, and jumped directly to the ground, narrowly avoiding the flying spell.
The curse passed over his head and hit the far wall in an instant.
Earth and rocks splashed, and a small crater with a width of one meter was hit on the wall of the auditorium!
Seeing this, Snape, who had been watching coldly, frowned, looking thoughtfully at Mo Bai's back.
And everyone else's eyes turned to Lockhart who was on the ground at this moment.
Because the spell just now flew over his head very quickly, the air waves raised lifted his shawl and cloak, and the cloak just happened to cover his head.
It also exposed his raised buttocks to everyone's sight. At this time, Lockhart seemed to be an ostrich with his head buried in the sand, looking awkward and funny.
There was a roar of laughter, among which Harry and Ron's laughter was clearly audible.
But Mo Bai didn't smile, and looked at Lockhart's figure with a slight frown.
This man was not so long ago a wizard who could be physically disarmed by mostly harmless pixies without success in breaking spells.
In just over a week, such a powerful compound magic can be released...
What has he experienced?
Could it be that Dumbledore thought he was too good, so he also gave him extra lessons?
Or...has he been hiding his clumsiness?
Naturally, no one answered his doubts. Hearing the laughter of the crowd, Lockhart stood up extremely quickly.
He shook his cloak, his excellent skin thickness made him look as if nothing had happened, and looked at Mo Bai with admiration.
"Great Iron Armor Curse, even if I am merciful and only use one percent of my strength, you will be proud enough to be able to bounce back my curse."
"Five points for Gryffindor!"
The young wizards in the audience booed again, among which Ron and Harry were the loudest.
Even if they give the college extra points, they can't hide their contempt for Lockhart.
The small hole in the wall is still there.
If this was [-]% of Lockhart's strength, why didn't he just say that he and Dumbledore were evenly divided?
Mo Bai was not surprised by the other party's brazenness, he just smiled faintly.
"Thank you, Professor, for your mercy..."
Lockhart gritted his teeth secretly when he looked at this boy who was cheap and good-looking, but he still responded calmly.
"You're welcome, you are a student after all, how can I try my best as a professor?"
"Then..." Mo Bai smiled, "Since the professor has already made a move, then teach me about the spell again."
This was also his original plan. At noon, Harry and Ron complained about whether there was any way not to bear the man's head-scratching. At that time, he made up his mind to stun the opponent's "miss" in the duel.
It's a big deal to use "magic power explosion" to prevaricate it.
Dumbledore would cover it for him anyway.
The magic spell just now was escaped by the opponent because of the rebound effect of the armor body, but this time it was released by him himself, and this parallel importer will definitely not be able to dodge.
Seeing the boy's posture about to cast a spell, Lockhart's heart skipped a beat.
He said that he had only used one percent of his strength, so he was easily bounced away by the opponent.
In fact, he had secretly used all his strength just now, even supernormally. At that time, he felt that he had never released such a powerful spell, but it was easily bounced off by the other party.
In other words, this 11-year-old boy in front of him is a fucking monster!
He didn't have the confidence to accept the spell attack of this little monster.
Seeing that Mo Bai had already started to wave his wand, he hastily shouted loudly.
"and many more!"
He quickly retracted his wand and coughed lightly.
"I have already understood your strength just now, if I continue, I'm afraid I will hurt you, how about this, let my assistant Professor Snape guide you, how about it?"
As he spoke, he turned his gaze to the man who had been silent all the time.
Mo Bai no longer knew what expression to use to face this shameless idiot.
Does this mean that if you become a bitch, you still need to set up a memorial archway?
But once Lockhart said this, he really couldn't force his hands.
After all, Lockhart still has the title of a professor. If Mo Bai wants to attack again, it is not that he missed in the duel, but deliberately attacked the professor.
The former would be punished at most, and points would be deducted; the latter would be guilty of a serious crime, especially Mo Bai, who had a "conviction" before, might really have to drop out of school.
He withdrew his wand boredly, the other party said so, obviously just wanted to die down.
The other party was also a chicken thief, and he actually wanted to blame Snape.
And with Snape's temper, he probably wouldn't fight him.
To put it bluntly, in terms of qualifications, Mo Bai is not worthy.
Not everyone has such a thick skin to bully the small.
"can."
A cold voice came from behind, Mobai raised his eyebrows, turned his head to look, and met Snape's iconic indifferent gaze.
Why are you so thick-eyed and big-eyed that you are in the same boat as Lockhart?
The existence of Lockhart has raised the upper limit of your professor's thick skin, right?
Seeing that Snape agreed, the young wizards in the audience were visibly more emotional.
For Lockhart, except for a few diehard fans, most students have no hope.
But even so, the brief magic duel just now aroused their interest.
What kind of spell will the long-famous Professor Snape unleash?
For Mobai, they generally had no hope. Although they had accepted Lockhart's spell just now, Snape was obviously not comparable to Lockhart, a parallel importer.
The little lions of Gryffindor had already prayed that Mo Bai would not be beaten too badly.
And the little snakes in Slytherin have already become agitated, and they have long been displeased with Mo Bai's pretense.
He obviously looks like a son of a family, but he insists on hanging out with those stupid fools.
Let him experience the strength of Head Slytherin now, and make him regret it!
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