HP Magic Biography

　　 After half an hour, Lockhart put away the papers and flipped through the class.

"Tsk, tusk-few of you remember that my favorite color is lavender. I mentioned this in "Days with the Snowman". Also, you have to read carefully "Weekends with Men and Wolves" ", I wrote very clearly in Chapter 12. My birthday wish is that the magical person and the non-magic can live in harmony-but I will not refuse a large bottle of Ward brother’s aged whiskey. of!"

　　 He blinked at them again. Ron looked at Lockhart in disbelief; Seamus Finney and Dan Thomas could not help but laugh secretly. Hermione listened to Lockhart intently, ready to hear him mention her name.

For Hermione who looks like this, Fanlin feels weird no matter what. Although he has read Lockhart's book, he reads it purely as a novel. He doesn't understand how such a shrewd Hermione usually regards novels as reality. .

"...But Hermione Granger knew that my greatest wish was to wipe out the demons from the world and successfully promote my hair care potion series-yes! Actually -" He flipped through her test paper, "All right! Who is Hermione Granger?"

　　 Hermione tremblingly raised her hand. But this is not fear. In Fanlin's eyes, Hermione looked more like eating a whole bottle of stimulant.

　　 "Very good!" Lockhart said with a smile. "Very well done! Add ten to Gryffindor! Okay, let's move to the topic..."

　　 "I think Hermione is sick..." Fanlin said quietly to Harry while Lockhart was putting things together.

　　 "...Well, yes, it should be cured..." Harry nodded affirmatively.

　　 "You are sick, Fanlin." Hermione heard the conversation between the two, and because they were sitting tightly, Hermione stepped on Fanlin's foot in dissatisfaction. Fanlin's poor new leather shoes.

　　 "I warn you three..." Hermione glared at them. "I don't allow the three of you to make trouble in his class...Never!"

　　 "Uh..." For a while, the three of them didn't know what to say, Hermione's face still had the flush that was praised by Lockhart.

　　 Fanlin felt that it was definitely not a wise choice to reason with Hermione now.

　　 But it's okay. Lockhart sorted out his questionnaire and pulled out a huge cage from the table. It seemed that the cage was very heavy. It was strange why Lockhart didn't use magic?

"Now—I have to warn everyone! My duty is to let you know the most vicious creatures in the witchcraft world, so that you will be psychologically prepared. Now what I show you may be the most horrible you have never seen. Things. But don’t be afraid, as long as I’m here, there won’t be any problems. I ask everyone to keep calm and not panic."

　　 After these words, everyone's attention was drawn to the past. With the slight shaking of the cage, some timid girls shrank their necks.

　　 "I have to make sure that you can't yell out when you see it." Lockhart said in a low voice, creating a very good atmosphere of horror. "Because that might irritate them."

　　 Immediately, everyone held their breath, and Lockhart suddenly uncovered the cloth.

　　 "That's right," he said with rich expression. "The elves from Cornwall just caught."

　　 Suddenly, the classroom was like a frying pan, and the girl who was originally afraid also laughed easily. And Seamus was leaning on Neville's shoulder, this thing was too happy for him.

　　 "Okay, kids, be quiet...quiet!" Lockhart pressed his palm to signal everyone to be quiet, but it was useless.

　　 "I know, you guys must think this little thing is very funny, right." Lockhart shook his head, "These little guys are very vicious, smart and terrible!"

　　 These little elves are about eight feet tall with blue electric lights shining all over their bodies, with pointed faces and thin voices. After the cloth was uncovered, in the cage, they started rushing around, smashing the iron rods into creaks, and making faces at people who were sitting closer.

　　 "What's the use of this elf, you shouldn't be here to be funny." A discordant voice came from Slytherin's team, and the laughter suddenly became louder.

　　 "In that case..." Lockhart put his hand on the door of the cage, Fanlin always felt that Lockhart became a little angry after hearing that.

　　 "Let me see how you deal with these little blue demons." Lockhart lifted his hand, and the cage door containing the elf was opened.

　　 A dozen Cornish elves screamed and rushed towards the dozens of people in the class. The elves were fast, like shattered blue lightning.

　　 At first, the classmates were still smiling, but as these little things rushed to their faces, no one was smiling.

The screams and the sound of the collapse of tables and chairs made a sound. Even though there were dozens of little wizards in front of them, no one took out their magic wands to stop these little ones. A bunch of little wizards were chased by dozens of elves Running, the scene was really exciting.

　　 Chaos became the main theme in the classroom. Two elves grabbed Neville's ears and hung Neville on the chandelier.

　　 Although this is very happy, Fanlin had to put Neville down first, and it was uncomfortable to be hung up.

　　 But when Fanlin was about to save Neville, two blue elves rushed over and tried to **** Fanlin's wand.

　　 "Expelliarmus (except your weapon)!"

　　 It was Laura's disarming spell, but it worked very well on the elf. Fanlin had noticed that the elf who was shot out seemed to have broken its wings and fell to the ground.

　　 "Thank you." Fanlin nodded politely for Laura, and scratched out a cloud of ice. The little elf who was still haunting him seemed to be frozen, and fell to the ground.

　　 "A very subtle use of magic, is it a spell?"

　　 "Oh, it's the effect of the curse seal." Fanlin answered casually, and then Laura stopped talking, as if thinking about something.

　　 "Quickly subdue them, they are just little elves." Lockhart yelled, trying to calm everyone down, but it didn't help.

　　 Fanlin looked at Jidro amusedly. He didn't think Jidro could handle this. Although he was newly caught, who knows if he caught it himself.

　　 "Peskipiksi Pesternomi (annoying elf, don't bother me)!" Guidro waved his wand, but unfortunately, the spell didn't work.

　　 Fanlin saw three little elves rushing over and snatching Jidro's wand, which made Jidro have to escape to his second floor.

　　 "You get these little elves back, this is a test for you." After speaking, Guidro closed the door of his office heavily.

　　 As soon as I saw the teacher had left, the students in the classroom also ran out one by one. No one cares about this whole thing.

　　 "What should I do now?" Ha used a book to shoot away the little elves who were pestering him, because the wand couldn't hit these little guys.

　　 "Who knows." Ron angrily caught an elf who was tearing his hair.

　　 "Do you still believe him, Hermione?" Harry shouted, seeming annoyed.

　　 "He just wanted us to practice." With that, Hermione finally hit the elf with a hold spell, and carefully controlled it with a magic wand to put it back into the cage.

　　 "Hermione, he has no idea what he is doing."

　　 "Nonsense," Hermione said. "You should have read his book-look at the amazing things he did."

　　 "That's just what he said he did!" Ron muttered. There are more than a dozen elves that cause headaches.

　　 "..." Hermione didn't know what to say for a while, so she looked at Fan Lin at a loss, as if she wanted Fan Lin to believe her.

　　 "Well, let's solve these little guys first." Laura did not leave, but unfortunately, these little elves are really hard to hit without stopping.

"IceFogDiffuse!" A strong chill erupted from Fanlin’s wand~www.readwn.com~ This is a simple wand that he recently researched. Although it can only spray some ice mist, but add It's still very useful for large magic output.

　　 As the blue light flourished, a layer of frost formed on the walls of the classroom, as if it had entered winter early. All the elves were frozen.

　　 "...Hey...brother...brother, are you...snow maker..." Ron shivered, because the clothes were still thin, so Ron was sad at the moment.

　　 "Sorry." Fanlin waved his hand and sent all the elves into the cage, "Let's get out." Before they were finished, Harry and Ron began to run out.

　　 "It's... ten... a great spell..." Laura couldn't help it, and ran out with her arm.

　　 "Hermione, are you okay?" Fanlin didn't think it was cold, but it wasn't normal to put it on Hermione.

"I'm not cold, and it's not the first time I have seen you practice this spell. Your spells are too cold, so I learned the warm-up spell." Hermione picked up the cage with one hand and wanted to give it to Guidro sent it over.

　　 "Hug...sorry..." a voice came over suddenly, "Before you...leave...can...put me down..."

　　 That is Neville's voice, he is still hung on the chandelier. Neville's hair and eyebrows all turned white, and his face was a little blue.

　　 "I...I...I'm going to be...frozen..."

　　 Hermione hurriedly gave Neville a warm-up spell. It seemed that Neville's bad cold would not be able to escape.

　　 "For...why...unlucky...unlucky...it's always me..."