Chapter 206: You couldn't beat him, so you came to beat me?

"Who is your master? Tell me!" Harry grabbed Dobby's wrist and said loudly.

"Dobby can't say it, sir! Stop asking, stop asking poor Dobby..." Dobby blinked his eyes the size of a copper bell, looked at Harry pitifully, and muttered.

"Dobby can only tell sir that this school will become very dangerous, because Dobby saw the little wizard open the dangerous thing with his own eyes...

is by Mr.'s side! Dobby wanted to **** the dangerous thing from him, but Dobby was just a poor, weak house elf, not his opponent. "Dobby couldn't help screaming.

So, if you can't beat him, come and beat me? Kick me out?

Harry rolled his eyes, had to endure Dobby's unpleasant scream, and asked loudly. "Then tell me who the little wizard is?"

Dobby hesitated whether to say, after all, in his opinion, it was the master's plan and should not be revealed.

The concern for Harry Potter finally prevailed. Dobby opened his mouth and prepared to speak.

But the next moment, it seemed as if he had sensed something. Dobby snapped his fingers with a "pop" and disappeared in front of Harry.

Harry stretched out his hand to catch him, but caught him empty, when there was a sound of footsteps outside the door, Harry lay down and pretended to be asleep.

Click..

The door of the school hospital was opened, and Harry's eyelids opened a gap. When he saw that it was Madam Pomfrey who came in, he guessed that the other person might have been attracted by the sound just now.

In fact, it was the same. Madam Pomfrey walked to Harry's bed, looked strangely at the pillows and jars that had fallen on the floor, sorted them out, and left again.

Harry opened his eyes sharply and called Dobby's name in a low voice, but no one responded for a long time...

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The next day, early.

When Ivan stepped into the large exhibition hall, he saw a large number of people around the scoring pool. After a glance, I found that Gryffindor's scoring pool was completely empty.

But this is also normal. It hasn't been long since the beginning of school. Professor McGonagall has deducted two hundred points at one time. Naturally, they have all deducted and lost a lot of points.

This may be the first time there has been a negative score since Hogwarts was founded?

Harry has lost a thrilling adventure, Dumbledore can't seem to find a reason to give him extra points...

Is it possible that you really want to lose the Academy Cup this year?

Ivan scratched his hair, and there was no solution for a while.

After eating breakfast, Ivan packed up and went to today's Defence Against the Dark Arts class.

In the middle of the journey, Ivan noticed that Harry seemed a little absent-minded, but he didn't care too much, thinking that maybe Dumbledore had come to him for a conversation.

After class, Lockhart stood on the stage as always, performing the book story with Neville.

Today’s content is how he subdued a vampire hiding in the crowd on Halloween.

However, the little wizards below cast distrustful glances at him, and some even talked loudly about Lockhart fainting on the Quidditch pitch, which immediately attracted bursts of cheerful laughter~www .novelhall.com~ The classroom was filled with joy for a while...

Lockhart tried to explain that he was only in poor condition yesterday, but unfortunately it attracted more ridicule from the crowd. This time even Hermione was unwilling to help him to defend him.

Lockhart appeared calm and composed, but behind his back he was restless.

He really couldn't bear this kind of life, so after the course, he found a reason to bring Ivan to his office.

嘭~

Lockhart locked the office door with his backhand, then turned his head and said anxiously to Ivan.

"Halse, when will you be able to do all the things you said..."

"It will take a month at the earliest. My materials have not yet been shipped." Ivan said helplessly.

"But I can't wait for a month!" Lockhart paced around the office anxiously, almost fainting Ivan.

"Then add five hundred gallons, I will think of a way and try to finish it in two weeks!" Ivan hesitated and said.

"Okay, five hundred gallons, two weeks!" Lockhart nodded without hesitation.

Seeing Lockhart's promise so readily, the corners of Ivan's mouth twitched. It seems that he still underestimated Lockhart's financial resources. He had known that he should add more...