Chapter 164： Lockhart beaten (modified)

"Okay, Alan, please turn your back to me." Gidro has to cooperate with Alan to carry on the course.

For other little wizards, it can be seen that although it is usually very gentle, but it also feels a little arrogant, Allen plays a dumb monster, which has a different comedy effect.

Allen turned back obediently and broke a table leg into a wooden stick in the monster's hand.

This wooden stick is as thick as a child's two arms, and does not look light.

"If you want to live with the monster, you must have the ability to subdue the monster, and I happen to be good at dealing with the monster!" Gidro flicked his hair and crept to Allen.

It was Chilo who was good at dealing with giant monsters ... Allan clenched the stick when he heard the soft footsteps of Gidero.

Gidero raised his wand and seemed to want to remove the stick from Allen's hand.

"Oh, Professor, can I use the stick?" Allen turned around inadvertently, evading Gidero's curse, and the curse hit the wall and hit a spark.

"Lockhart really curses Allen!" Edward exclaimed.

"Should it be a disarming spell? After all, the stick in Allen's hand is very threatening."

"But did you hear the spell he said? And the disarming spell is not red?"

"His lips wriggled. I didn't hear it. What other spells can be used against the monster?"

The little wizards didn't know what spell Lockhart cast. Allen heard it clearly, and he was surprised at the other party's behavior. "However, it's really bold enough to dare to cast the forgetting spell in public."

"Oh, of course, Allen, you can use the stick. After all, the stick is the weapon of the monster. However, I won't give you the opportunity to use the stick." Gidro was very hit by a hit and was very worried Surprised.

This is the first time he has ever encountered a person who cast a forgetting spell on others from behind, but the result has failed.

Allen turned around again, turning his back on Gidro. Gidero changed his strategy. He gave up using the spell and decided to defeat Allen by virtue of being an adult, with a size and strength far superior to the twelve-year-old wizard.

Just when Gidro walked carefully behind Allen and raised his arms, trying to twist Allen up, Allen suddenly turned around, grabbed the collar of Lockhart, and held his head, Make him face down.

Except for the ground and the steps of the podium, Guidello could see nothing.

In this way, Allen pushed Gidero roughly, rubbed his head against the wall forcibly, and walked for about a minute and a half in the classroom.

The little wizards were stunned, and no one stopped Allen. In fact, many boys are happy to see Lockhart so embarrassed. And girls are now entangled in the question of how to stand in line-whether it is Allen of the same age or old idol Lockhart.

Allen walked through the three corners according to the already scratched Lockhart, and returned to the podium again. Allen suddenly let go of Lockhart and shouted, "Go!"

Allen looked in the direction, like an athlete who was about to shoot at the goal, kicked Lockhart off with a kick, and rolled forward, rolling directly outside the classroom door.

There was a neat pumping sound in the classroom. For a moment, the boys applauded excitedly, clapped the table, applauded, and screamed.

Some soft-hearted little witches finally ran out of the door and helped Lockhart back.

When Lockhart got up and calmed down, he only felt numb, and blood donation continued to flow from his nose.

For the first time in his life, Lockhart felt uncontrollable anger and pain.

"Sorry, Professor, I'm too involved in the drama. But the power of the monster should be much greater than me? I haven't used a stick." Alan seemed to sincerely apologize.

Lockhart flinched back involuntarily, without using a stick to make his face into a rug, and using a stick to kill him?

But Lockhart is Lockhart after all, at least, almost no one can match it in the thickness of the face.

Lockhart sorted out his clothes and hair, and pretended to say dashingly: "Of course, Alan, I just show it to everyone. It ’s not easy to subdue the monster, I also paid a certain price. Let the monsters convince me! "

Seeing Allen open his mouth, he seemed very interested in continuing the demonstration. Lockhart quickly opened his mouth to end the unilateral battering demonstration.

"I think this demo is almost over. If you want to know what happened afterwards, you can take a closer look at my book" Walking with Monsters "." He still has blood on his face, but insists on selling cuteness. This makes many little wizards can't help but look directly at www.novelhall.com ~ can't help laughing out loud.

In this laughter, Lockhart seemed to be encouraged. He continued: "It's pleasant, nothing is more rewarding than subduing a monster! If so, it must be--"

He lengthened his voice, trying to attract the attention of the little wizards. He succeeded!

Everyone was staring at him vigorously.

"Before the class, I received a letter from Rita Skeeter, the chief reporter of The Prophet Daily. She is very humble and discerning, and wants to do an exclusive interview for me. Really a tasteful witch! "Lockhart was proud and looked very proud.

This gave everyone the illusion that it wasn't him who had just been beaten up by Allen!

"It's making you happy for a while." Allen watched sarcastically as Lockhart bragged in front of the little wizards.

At night, Allen sent the owl to deliver a letter to Rita.

"Ms. Skeeter, I know you are an illegal Animagus. If you do n’t want me to divulge, please report truthfully to Gidero Lockhart. This is good at forgetting spells and taking others’ achievements as his own con man."

After rolling the note, Allen lifted the vomiting curse on the quill pen and restored its function to its original state.

In the middle of the night, Allen received a reply from the owl, a simple four-character "as you wish."

In the following days, Lockhart was in a state of fluttering. He told everyone he wanted to be interviewed by the Daily Prophet to everyone who was willing to listen to him.

Soon, the whole castle heard about it. Some little witches who learned that Allen had beaten Lockhart with black magic defense could n’t help but complain: “Professor Lockhart is so pitiful, Allen is so brutal.”