Hermione, join me as Minister of Magic!

"We are similar. Malfoy's father told Malfoy to follow the rules from the very beginning, so as not to arouse others' suspicion... Although I am somewhat surprised that he is not the heir of Slytherin, their family is definitely an insider." Harry Added a sentence.

"Don't be busy! There are more important things!" Ron took off his coat and looked upstairs triumphantly, "We will go to the owl house first, and I will write to Dad so that he can't hand over the house no matter what. The spell passed down, and... the next time you go to Malfoy's house, you must check under the living room of his house!"

It was very late at this time, and although the three of them were a little tired, they were extremely 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 Always keep snake repellent

After drinking a lot of eggnog, and playing wildly with the headmaster for a long time, Lockhart spent this Christmas contentedly.

Back in his room, he brushed his teeth hastily, and fell into a drowsy sleep without washing.

This one decision saved him, because not long after he fell asleep, the picture 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, and when he realized what happened, he broke out in a cold sweat.

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

After hiding beside the table, Lockhart popped out the ejection device hanging on his forearm, and pressed the tip of his staff against his temple to drill.

While the pain from the top of his head woke him up, it also turned on a switch in his brain.

Then, Lockhart also took out the small bottle of potion that Snape sent from the inside pocket of his coat, and poured it down without hesitation.

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

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

Just as Lockhart finished all this, a hoarse growl came from outside his office door.

"Deprim!

The antique cipher door that Lockhart bought, which is said to be attached to more than a dozen traditional anti-magic crafts of goblins, suddenly exploded, and the broken pieces of wood swept the entire room with air waves.

Even at the moment of life and death, Lockhart still couldn't help flashing this thought in his mind - refund the money! "

If another goblin craft is also unstoppable, then Lockhart really needs to reconsider the partnership with the goblin.

An earthy wind gushed in from the blasted hole in the office, and 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

"Reduct," he called out across the side of his room, drawing out his wand.

With the sound of Lockhart chanting the incantation, the wooden wine cabinet that had been placed by the office wall turned into dust in an instant, and the spirit 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 immediately permeated the entire room.

This smell of wine is enough to make even those who don't drink too much usually excited about it, but for the assailant, this kind of taste is not very pleasant.

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

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

The attackers did not appear to want to proceed further.

But soon there was another burst of exasperated hissing from its side, which meant that it could be recognized without knowing Parseltongue, and it was urging the attacker to act quickly.

Although a snake hates those pungent smells, that doesn't mean it's afraid of them

Scientists once applied sulfur and alcohol-like substances to suckling mice, and locked them in the same closed space as snakes.

As a result, although the snake was reluctant to get close to the suckling mouse at first, it swallowed it in one bite, and there was no abnormality after eating it, which showed that it was not actually afraid of the smell, but just hated it.It's like people hate the smell of shit, but they are not afraid of - shit.

The urging from behind forced the giant snake to bite the bullet and sneak into Lockhart's office.

It intends to make a quick decision, to stare at that annoying guy to death, so that it can go back to the damp and warm basement.

But unfortunately, Lockhart was already prepared.

"Macr-encmpaci!" he cried.

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

The basilisk suddenly discovered that no matter how its head moved, there was always a strange mirror blocking it, and its eyes could only see its own eyes.

It shook its head angrily, trying to get rid of this annoying thing, but it couldn't get rid of it no matter what.

"Small tricks." The short man next to the basilisk said to it coldly, "Don't worry about that thing, I'll take care of it."

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

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

"Torn apart!" the short man shouted at Lockhart's "Gaze Veil" with his wand in hand.

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

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

"Ok?"

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

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

It seems that it can be divided, but it cannot be erased, it cannot disappear, and it cannot be dissociated, so how should it be removed...

Before the visitor could think carefully, Lockhart's counterattack arrived.

"Damned!"

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

"Armor protection!" The visitor released a small shield in front of him, blocking the stunning spell that Lockhart shot over.

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

The assailant who was trying to turn his body lost his balance and fell face down.

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

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

"Forget nothing (blivimte)!"

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

The assailant who fell on the ground obviously knew what would happen if he was hit by this spell, so before he could stand up, he rolled to the side regardless of face and roared

"Protect me (snake language)!"

Although it can't see anything now, the basilisk found its owner with its hearing and keen sense of touch in the abdomen, and curled up the attacker with its body, protecting it in the center of its body.

Now the attacker is safe for the time being, and the spells of ordinary people cannot pass through the scales of the basilisk.

However, this also means that the wizards protected in it cannot see the outside at all, and the initiative of this temporary "battlefield" is finally in Lockhart's hands

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Except for the Stunning Charm, Leg-locking Charm, and Oblivion Charm, the spells Lockhart has used so far are all new results approved by the Ministry of Magic's Spell Experimental Committee in the last ten years.

Although Voldemort is a genius in black magic and quite good in ordinary magic, it is inevitable that he needs some time to understand new things.

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

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

Under Dumbledore's control, at this time Voldemort should not be used to doing evil, his actions are far less extreme than later, his thinking is not thorough enough, and he doesn't know as many spells as later, so it is still easier to control after all, let alone Said that his current magic power was obtained from a first-year freshman.

No matter how talented Voldemort is, he has created many spells that have never been seen before, and he is bold, he is still just a 15-year-old student at this time. The magic, I am afraid he is also powerless.

Now everything is going according to Lockhart's pace, and he has full confidence that he can defeat Voldemort when he was a student.

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

"Incendi!" Lockhart began to cast a regular spell.

The liquor still flowing on the ground became the best fuel at this time, and was ignited by Lockhart's Fiery Curse.The raging fire immediately filled most of the office, and enveloped the big snake and the assailant wrapped in it.

Snakes are cold-blooded animals, so they are very sensitive to changes in temperature. When the flames ignited, it began to twist its body uneasily, as if it was not sure whether it should try to put out the fire or run away.

Voldemort certainly didn't have the leisure 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 here as soon as possible before Dumbledore came over.

However, the development of the situation seems to be contrary to expectations: the opponent's magic power is not weak, and he is very careful, as if he was prepared for the fact that he will be attacked.In terms of the body of the first-year student that I have stolen so far, if I want to defeat the opponent quickly, the magic reserve is far from enough.

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

The basilisk had long wanted to escape from this uncomfortable environment, so it was overjoyed to hear the master's order, and it couldn't wait to stretch its body

"Idiot, don't turn your back on your enemy, come here!" the attacker shouted angrily, "Shadow Shadow!"

The shadow on the ground heard the sound, trying to roll up the person and snake and escape in black smoke, but Ginny's magic wand made of unicorn hair was a bit disobedient, and it seemed that she was not very willing to cast this kind of magic, so In the end it failed.

Of course Lockhart couldn't let him run away so easily: "Imprison all!"

The assailant had no choice but to cast a transfiguration technique, turning the splintered wood and flames into a ring of fire, which enveloped his body and blocked Lockhart's confinement spell.

Then the attackers suddenly discovered that the "fake tube" mirror that Lockhart used just now began to gather under the ring of fire, and condensed into a whole piece again.

As an expert in magic, the attacker finally figured out how the spell works

"It turned out to be like this... It was not a whole piece, but a bunch of particles condensed into a film, and it was enough to use "cleaning and renewing". "

But it was too late to figure it out at this moment, the sound of running was heard from far away from the stairs, and he had to retreat.

This time he learned his lesson and changed to a relatively "safer" magic one by one "Smoke into Wings!"

Flaming pyrotechnics enveloped the attackers before carrying them away from the scene.

Lockhart was afraid that the other party would return 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 started calling his name that Lockhart carefully reached out with a stick from the other side of the table and agreed at the same time.

Seeing that he was still alive, the professors were finally relieved a little, and then began to chant spells, 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 his hand, and the flame was instantly extinguished as if stepped on by a giant's foot.

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

The office suddenly became extremely bright, and revealed the traces of the battle that happened here just now to these professors.

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

The scorched one formed a stark contrast.

Except for the desk, only the magic map carpet is still intact, and the rest, such as the office door, wine cellar, chandelier, snack cabinet, etc., were either shattered by the spell or burnt to pieces , 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... crazy."

She obviously thought that these battle marks were done by the attackers.

But Lockhart knew that, except for the office door being blown up by Voldemort, and the floor mat at the door being destroyed by the basilisk venom, other things were destroyed by himself, and no one else could be blamed. .

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

"Thank you for coming to help in time. The attacker seems to have run away." He expressed his gratitude to his colleagues with a "face of exhaustion".

Professor Sinista looked at the horrific battle marks, and couldn't help but be speechless: "Oh my god, it's fortunate that it's you, if it's someone else, I'm afraid I've died ten times by now.

Kettleburn, who teaches magical creatures, was lying on the ground. He took out a pair of dragon leather gloves from nowhere, and was carefully touching the venom flowing on the ground. He also tried to suck it with a sponge or something. It's trying to collect the venom into a bottle.

But it is a pity that no matter what comes into contact with the venom, it will be corroded by the venom like butter in a red-hot pan. It doesn't look like it will last long...

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

What is there? "

"No." Lockhart immediately lied as agreed with the principal, "It was dark at the time, I didn't dare to turn on the lights, and I was worried that the attacker would cast a petrification spell on me, so I kept hiding behind the desk...but I can judge from the voice I heard, it is definitely a big guy, and there is another person beside the big guy."

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