Chapter 68: Golems and baths

Chapter 68: Golems and baths

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Chapter 68: Golems and baths

A golem made of stone rushed at him, in its hands was a dangerously looking iron sword.UppTodated from nô/v/e/lb(i)n.c(o)/m

Harry dodged the sharp blade by moving to one side as this one came down in a vertical motion.

The golem promptly recovered his posture and attacked again, this time with a horizontal slash aimed at his upper torso.

With a fluid motion, Harry moved behind the golem, and as soon as he did, this one used its free hand to launch a backhanded punch at his face, forcing him to jump backward and put some distance between them.

Harry made sure his wand was properly gripped, it would be very troublesome to stop the golem if it fell from his grasp.

The room he was currently in was fairly small for training purposes, being only 5 square meters (16,4 feet). This tight space just made facing an opponent armed with a blade a much more troublesome task.

Beads of sweat fell across his face.

"How long it's been already?..." He was losing track of time as his exhaustion increased.

The golem was not going to give him time to rest as the creature itself would never get tired of moving around, it could continue to fight until the magic powering its body was completely exhausted.

The construct turned around and ran at him with a level of swiftness that one would think impossible for a being made of stone.

It lunged forward as its body turned sideways, piercing the air with its longword, which was approaching at a tremendous speed towards his head.

The blade passed right next to his face as he moved.

"Shit, that was dangerous." He cursed.

Harry then jumped back, trying to create some breathing room between him and the golem but as soon as he did so, his back ended up hitting the wall. He had no more room to move.

But it seems that she is not completely convinced about his change.

"Should I apologize?" He wondered.

Does he need to once again request forgiveness for something he didn't do?.

He pondered while making his way to the second-floor bathroom.

There were two big bathrooms on this floor, one was meant for him and Lyra, while the other was for their parents.

However, after one big fight when they were younger, Lyra had her room moved away from him and closer to their parents, leaving the entire area of the second floor to him, including the bathroom.

He didn't hate that part, as this meant that he never had to worry about having someone else use his bathroom and could enter whenever he wanted.

"Master Harry!"

He heard a pop and the panicked voice of an elf as he opened the door.

He then heard some gasps and when he looked up, Harry found himself staring a three naked girls about to enter the big bathtub.

Ginny hurried to cover herself with a towel.

Lyra yelled at him while doing her best to cover her most important parts using her hands.

Astoria didn't seem to care at all about his presence or make any attempt to cover herself.

Harry closed the door and looked to his right, where Mipsy was looking at him with a troubled expression.

"Mistress Lyra and her friends wanted to take a bath but the other bathroom was being cleaned so I suggested they use this one...I tried to warn Master Harry but could not find you anywhere."

'Well yes...I was in the training room that is heavily warded against intrusions.' He realized.

Another pop could be heard.

"I found Master Harry!." Shouted Dobby.

"Master Harry must not enter that bathroom! The misses are using it!"

Harry sighed.

"Thanks Dobby..."