Conquest knights from Hogwarts

Chapter 158 Lockhart who lost everything

These words are decisive, and these words fall to the ground with sound.

It was not at all obvious that they were joking, and many young wizards were silent and focused. Not everyone had seen Ron put Lockhart in a 'cage' in class, although they all knew that Ron, this guy He has been walking sideways all this time, but Lockhart is a professor after all.

Even if Lockhart gave people a bad feeling in class, it is not uncommon for the senior students to meet the kind of teacher who is ordinary in class, but the practice is particularly fierce. Well, if he hadn't been under the black hands in the gang fight in Hogsmeade, he would probably become the only Defense Against the Dark Arts professor who retired from teaching.

Lockhart's autobiography and published books are quite bluffing. After all, his footprints cover Asia, Europe and Africa, as if he exists in every crisis place in the world. Although he is criticized as a teacher, but as a As an adventurer, many people admire him.

Under the gaze of a pair of small eyes with a hint of worry and nervousness, Lockhart, who felt the dignified atmosphere, was a little at a loss to be honest, but gradually, this lasted for a millisecond or two before being overwhelmed by him. Forget about it for a moment.

Is there anything more exciting than the attention of all the people, and then take off on the spot and instantly inflate?

No!

absolutely not!

At this moment, Lockhart, who had won a horse, lifted his chin slightly, his expression changed into an unusually dazzling self-confidence, and the flying look spilled freely from the big white teeth he showed when he smiled.

at once!

Ron felt a 'click' in his heart.

'It's over, it's over, it's over, I'm afraid this time I might accidentally beat this thing up.'

After feeling an instinct called fighting rising from the bottom of his heart, Ron secretly thought that something was wrong, but this instinct was out of control at all. Ron endured it very hard, and he forced himself not to directly fight now. Tore each other.

After all, it hasn't officially started yet, and it's not good to do that.

But no one could know what he was whispering in his heart. All the little wizards and Lockhart saw was Ron's clenched fist and his slightly trembling body.

This made the little wizards even more worried, and it also made Lockhart smile even more.

"Although you said so, as a teacher, I will not hurt my students, don't worry." Lockhart said loudly to the little wizards around him: "I will not use my full strength."

"I advise you to be more serious, Professor."

Ron walked to the end of the dueling ring with heavy but silent steps.

"Fighting is no joke. Use your full strength and let me see the talent of a great adventurer. After all, after I graduate, I plan to visit and walk around the world."

Ron stopped in his tracks, and then slowly turned his head back bit by bit. He didn't speak fast, nor did he turn around fast.

But in this slow movement, the little wizard who was swept by his sight involuntarily moved his footsteps and rubbed back.

"Can we start?"

Ron's calm interrogator, wand in hand, stood where he was supposed to be.

"Of course you can, kid, if you're so impatient!"

"Then let me show you what a duel is now!"

Lockhart shook his robe majestically, and then he started to turn over his wand. With that gaudy gesture, at least in terms of expressiveness, Ron, who was not moving at all, was crushed several times by him.

Ron was shaking more fiercely, his knuckles holding the wand were a little white, and the veins in his left hand, which was tightly bound to his right arm, were bulging, but the robe was covered, and no one else could see it.

"As you can see, we hold the wand in a normal dueling position, like this." Lockhart turned sideways slightly, with his right foot one step ahead of his left, and then straightened his upper body, with the tip of the wand slanted pointed to the ceiling directly above Ron.

"Okay, now on the count of three, we will cast the first spell. Of course, neither of us will take the other's life!"

Lockhart bowed slightly, which was the etiquette before the duel, and Ron also nodded, nodding slightly.

"Ready! One-two-three!"

Lockhart raised his arm suddenly, and pointed his wand straight at Ron, as if the tip of the wand would cast a mysterious spell in the next moment
'Is this a silent spell? '

The little wizards began to whisper. After all, Ron stood there without moving at all, and even held his wand in his hand and didn't intend to point at Lockhart, and Lockhart, who was moving, was moving his wand left and right. Waving it, he seemed to want to conjure up some complicated tricks, but accidentally dropped it on the ground.

"A spell I've never seen before! So Ron is so strong?"

The little wizards thought that Ron had released some kind of magic that made people dance with their hands. This comment reached the ears of Lockhart who was hurriedly bending over to pick up his wand, and his bending posture froze suddenly.

"Ouch - my wand is a little overexcited!"

I don't know if he said it to the little wizard or Ron, or to comfort himself?

"Now I'm going to be serious!"

Lockhart, who regained his footing, gave up his previous plan to show off his skills.

"Next I'm going to show you how to disarm your opponent, like this—"

Lockhart raised his wand again before he finished speaking, this time pointing the wand at the right place, and he yelled clearly and loudly: "Expelliarmus!"

A thin red beam of magic flew from the tip of his staff.

"Usually at this time, the other party will hold back."

"Crack~"

Ron raised his left hand, and waved his big palm gushing with pure magic power in front of him, and the light red magic spell was instantly shattered.

"There is no need to explain during the duel. You can finish the fight with me first, and then give your speech, Professor Lockhart."

"We are demonstrating that a duel is not about gossip."

There was a burst of laughter from among the little wizards, and the faces of the little wizards who couldn't bear to hold back their laughter all flushed.

It would be fine if Ron used some defensive magic, but what is the operation of waving his hand?
No one thought it was casting a spell, they just thought Ron was chasing flies.

"Very good defensive magic!" Loha said loudly: "I never thought that a young wizard at this age could learn to cast spells silently. This is quite the style I had back then. After all, when I first entered school..."

"It's a duel, Professor."

"I know, I know, but I need to ask"

"Fractured!"

The dueling platform that instantly turned into powder interrupted Lockhart's chatter. Ron pointed the tip of his staff at the ground between them, and two-thirds of the dueling platform that was nearly ten meters away disappeared immediately.

"Now is not the time to explain."

"Return as usual."

Ron waved his wand again, and the tragic scene was completely restored in an instant.

"And I just waved my hand, that's all."

"Teach us something real, I can take a beating, so please don't worry about my life."

"Ultimate armor protection!"

The illusory armor that was almost condensed into substance wrapped Ron tightly, as if the orangutan, who had grown in size again, had completely completed the transformation into a bear.

"I heard that you subdued a werewolf with your bare hands?"

"I heard you can wrestle with trolls?"

"I heard that you can break the magic of vampires in an instant?"

"Then don't let us hear about it, let's see it now."

"Come on, try, I don't have to fight back."

"Beat me Lockhart and let's see what you're really capable of."

"Take out your ability to face those evil creatures. I've had enough of the stage play you performed for us in class. Defense Against the Dark Arts has never been talked about, or written on paper for people to see."

"those books"

"Are the stories in it true?" Ron asked softly, his voice still calm.

"Of course! How can I write those stories if I haven't experienced it!" Lockhart explained with some embarrassment and eagerness: "You can take a closer look, the way I deal with those things will definitely benefit people a lot."

"But those magics are not so acceptable." Lockhart sped up his speech, and the words that flew out of his mouth like a machine gun were still miraculously audible, "Of course I can easily defeat You, but child, you are not those dangerous evil creatures, and with so many people watching now, my magic is very powerful."

"However, you have given a very good support. We have seen how to face the disarming spell and block him. I think everyone will be very interested in the spell you just made. Now it's okay."

"I just waved my hand and didn't cast Professor Lockhart."

Ron once again interrupted Lockhart's foreshadowing lines before he was about to get away. He had even reached the edge of the dueling ring and was about to jump off.

"I am not afraid of your magic. After all, I am very confident in my own ability to withstand beatings, and I have a clear understanding. I can probably wrestle with underage little giants and resist three stun spells cast by ordinary wizards." , without any magical protection."

"As for the safety of the students."

Ron waved his wand quickly.

"Peace guard!"

"Guard the blockade!"

"All protection!"

"Even a raging fire dragon needs a lot of effort to tear apart this barrier, come on, let's start, black magic is also fine, it would be great to let the students learn a lot, after all, you are the one who teaches Defense Against the Dark Arts Teacher, only by understanding black magic can one know how to deal with and break it, right?"

Then Ron grabbed a handful of powder from the space bag, and clapped his hands together.

A crystal-like thin barrier completely separated the crowd from the dueling platform, and suddenly Ron, who was holding the huge sword in his hand, swept across with his sword, making loud noises like the roar of a giant bell.

"I spent six hundred gold Galleons for this alchemy barrier, which can block the uninterrupted attacks of the pure-blooded giant for at least ten seconds."

"I bet that it would take several seconds for Professor Flitwick to break the protection here if he went head-to-head. He is a powerful wizard who has won the international dueling competition championship. Then, block the aftermath of the stronger Professor Lockhart's attack , I think there should be no problem, right."

"After all, you can't miss the spell and deliberately destroy the protective magic here, right?"

"Of course" the stubborn Lockhart nodded. He just tried to break through the protection with his shoulder, but he only got a numb shock from half of his body.

"I emphasize it again!"

Lockhart tried to straighten himself, to make his words more convincing.

"The magic I master is very dangerous, so I don't usually use it. After all, I am facing the most dangerous and evil magical creatures in the world, as well as dark wizards."

"It doesn't take me a second to break such a protective magic. It's too dangerous. No, no, I can't take other students' magic."

There was a sound of footsteps moving, and the young wizards who had been surrounded by the dueling platform pushed to the farthest part of the auditorium one after another. They removed the obstructing dueling platforms, and then hid behind the pillars by the wall.

Many senior students started to wave their magic wands, and the protective barriers cast by hundreds of people instantly opened up. Even if an adult giant came at this time, it would definitely not be easy to break the defensive barriers they erected at this moment.

"We've already run away!"

The little wizards shouted at Lockhart, their eyes were shining with bright curiosity at the moment, and they were staring at Lockhart in the stands.

"Let's learn a lot, Professor!"

"We are not afraid!"

What should have made him feel good, the extremely comfortable eyes focused on Lockhart like a lava chain whip at this moment.

His forehead was covered with cold sweat. At this moment, he was in a state of disarray, not knowing how to solve this matter.

"Is it possible that some of the things in your book are deceptive?"

"Did you do that, Professor Lockhart!"

"Let's see, I really like the story about you fighting the troll! I even went on stage and played the troll that you knocked down in an instant."

"And me! I played a werewolf! Professor Lockhart knocked down a werewolf with his bare hands in an instant, and then used a spell to completely turn the werewolf into a human, right!"

"That's right, there's also Professor Lockhart's battle with vampires. He can break such vicious magic in an instant. I heard that vampires use blood to cast spells, so some spells are particularly powerful and powerful."

The backstab from the little black powder forced Lockhart to lean against the solid defensive wall. He forced himself to smile, but it looked more like the corners of his mouth were twitching.

But is our great adventurer, Gilderoy Lockhart, really clueless?
of course not!

The stories made up indiscriminately can't hide the truth from everyone, and all the books he wrote are the facts that happened in the past.

Lockhart still possesses a unique skill that many wizards can't match.

"Okay then, okay."

Lockhart forced himself to cheer himself up, and through the mental victory method, he first obtained the commanding heights of the victory. Lockhart, who had already figured out a countermeasure, gradually became less trembling.

"Since you want to see and see, then it's not impossible, but let me watch carefully. I will use the least powerful magic among the magic I have mastered, so as to ensure that he can walk away in one piece later. Step down."

"However! There may be some sequelae. After all, even the least powerful magic will cause terrible damage. Although the protection here is good, it can't stop it for even a second, but I am confident that I can control the strength of the spell. It's as simple as eating and drinking for me."

Lockhart, who had recovered his standard bright smile, shone again.

"are you ready?"

"Of course." Ron nodded, put away the Manyan giant sword, and then held the wand and folded his hands in front of his chest.

"Then be careful!"

Lockhart waved the wand in his hand exaggeratedly, and then chanted the incantation loudly: "Wasta Shabi-Myushaji."

This serious but not serious, exaggerated but not overly exaggerated spellcasting is indeed true, but Ron, who has not felt any fluctuations in magic power, still looks at it coldly.

After almost ten seconds of reciting the spell, Lockhart let out a loud cry, and then pointed his wand at Ron vigorously!
"Forget everything." He said hurriedly in a very small voice, and everyone was attracted by his previous performance. This subtle operation deceived everyone present - except Ron.

Any spell that acts on others, no matter whether it emits a flash of magic power or not, is actually a connection between the wand and the cast object, such as the Cruciatus Curse, which seems invisible without any traces and traces of casting , but a hidden magical connection extends from the wand to the object of the spell.

The same is true for forgetting everything. The caster can choose to delete some or all of the memory fragments of the castee according to their own will, but high-strength forgetting spells will all have a common feature.

That is, the memory becomes very bad, like Neville, but this is not irreversible. The memory can be restored, but the conditions are harsh and difficult.

Lockhart had already thought of his own rhetoric before casting the spell. Although he wanted to completely erase Ron's memory, this guy's backing was a bit terrifying, so even if he was offended like this, then he would Only minor punishments can be imposed.

"Mr. Ron Weasley bravely wanted to challenge me, but unfortunately, my magic is too powerful. Although he is a good child, there is no way. After all, a child is a child. He overestimated himself. You also underestimated me. Although I have tried my best to restrain the effect of magic, it still caused some minor sequelae to him, but leave it to me, and I can make him recover (xiu) quickly. gai) formerly (ji) has (yi). '

Lockhart looked at the still motionless armored bear with his arms folded opposite him and showed a satisfied smile. He was extremely confident in his Oblivion Curse. He was indeed an adventurer, but he thought even more that he is a world first: Memory Master.

Lockhart felt a breeze blowing by, which made him squint his eyes, and the sea on his forehead was blown a little.

"That's it?"

Ron, who was still holding his arms still, raised his mouth in disdain: "No more?"

Sprinkle a handful of magic-manifesting powder on him here, and you'll be able to witness a Super Saiyan appear in the magic world once in a while.

It is absolutely possible to create a torrent of magic power ten meters high to wipe out all the magic spells shot at him. The method of using pure magic power to wipe out magic is basically useless. After all, it is difficult and wasteful. To be able to achieve this level of magic power The outsiders are all great wizards with great strength, not to mention one who forgets nothing, even if it is Avada Kedav, they can find a way to deal with it, dismantle it and deflect it, how can it be so inefficient Perform magic hedging.

"Gone?"

Ron asked again, so that his voice could be heard by all.

"Where's your magic, Professor Lockhart?"

"Where did it go?"

"I I. I. This. This this this"

Suddenly panicked, Lockhart no longer had the composure he had before, and his best Forgetting Curse also failed. Except for a few spells that he didn't know would work, Lockhart completely lost his composure. any means of confrontation.

After all, all his skills were focused on forgetting everything, even the magic he learned while studying was basically forgotten by him, and his spellcasting ability had long since declined to a low point that he hadn't expected.

A person who is good at making people forget their memories has also forgotten a lot of knowledge that should be remembered. Perhaps this is the price paid for studying the Forgetting Curse too deeply.

Sad, but not pathetic.

"If that's all, today's dueling class is the same as when you were lecturing, and you didn't teach us anything."

"If you said in the first class: Our heads will be filled with the same knowledge and wisdom as yours, then I think our heads will be empty."

"I doubt very much whether those adventure stories belong to you."

"After all, they all happened abroad, but most of your books were published in the UK."

"Afraid of being exposed? Lockhart?"

"How is it possible!" Lockhart retorted loudly with a bit of sternness: "I experienced it all myself!"

"Yet you can't make people believe what they see."

"but."

Ron curled his lips and said, "Today is the duel party, right?"

"Then ask Professor Lockhart to help you, how about I show you how to deal with malicious attacks?"

"First of all, the mantra we must keep in mind is: Armor for the body."

Ron summoned a shield with a slightly distorted light.

"Armor body protection can resist most common spells. Although it is not very effective in dealing with black magic, it can buy you a short time and give you a chance to Apparate."

The young wizards who gathered around nodded one after another. At the D·A meeting, those professors taught them the same way.

"Secondly, the Stunning Spell takes priority over the Disarming Spell. The way it can harm you is not limited to the wand, and it is not easy to knock up all the weapons. Most of the weapons of magical creatures are claws and fangs. There are not enough A disarming spell with a casting power of [-] is almost useless against them, but it works fine against wizards."

"And the normal defensive combo is probably like this."

Ron pointed his wand at Lockhart who was trying to evacuate but retreated to the edge of the ring and still couldn't escape.

A forced smile was sent to Ron.

"Passed out."

"Except your weapons."

"Then you can use the full-body binding spell, which can disturb the flow of magic power in the body of magical creatures, making them temporarily lose the ability to cast spells. If not, the petrification spell is also possible. It is a weak full-body binding spell, break free It's still relatively easy."

Holding Lockhart constantly using spells, Ron, who patiently taught the little wizards how to (zhe) deal with (mo) opponents, used at least four different sets of combos on Lockhart.

After waking up, Lockhart swayed back and forth several times in the coma, his eyes were blinded.
It's a pity that the little wizards who are very interested in learning about this kind of confrontation don't think there's anything wrong with Ron. Instead, they kept asking questions with great interest, and even wished they could go up and try it out with Lockhart as a target. Try a spell.

"However, dueling training must be carried out under the supervision of the teacher. The spell is very unexpected. Once there is a problem with the spell, do you remember what Professor Flitwick said when he practiced the levitation spell in the first grade?"

"I remember him making that example every year."

"Say 'f' instead of 's'. Baruffeo wizard summoned a bison in his chest!" The witty little wizard learned to answer quickly, which aroused everyone's discussion.

"Yes, that's it. Everyone said that duel practice needs the supervision of the professor. I will arrange a duel practice similar to today's at the D·A assembly as soon as possible. The protective props will also be purchased. Principal Dumbledore gave us enough money."

"Then go back now and rest early."

Although I still felt a little regretful in my heart, the little wizards who barely had their eyes full also left obediently in twos and threes. After all, what Ron said still worked. No one wanted to be like Lockhart, who was randomly experimented with spells. live target.

Although the wonderful time was only about ten minutes after Ron talked about solving the fight, the little wizards who had gained a lot were still discussing in a low voice, and then digested the new knowledge they had just learned.

But some people are happy while others are sad, while some people are happy while others are in pain. Joy is always built on the pain of others. After the little wizards dispersed in twos and threes, Lockhart, who was abandoned in the group arena, drooped his head in a daze .

He seemed to have lost everything. Although there were still fans outside the school who didn't see his current appearance, the fire couldn't be covered with paper. These little wizards would soon send out everything about today by mail through owls.

My own badge. My own awards. The glory I got after "working hard"!

These are gone.
"what should I do?"

"I"

"I"

Lockhart stumbled forward while leaning on the wall, completely forgetting how to do and where to go in a trance.

In this huge castle, he lost his direction and lost his future.

He already had a premonition that the overwhelming owls who cursed at him would come like rain.

But such attention
Not what he wanted.

Those eyes without admiration, anticipation, and a sense of happiness that made him extremely satisfied.

But at this moment, he just wants to hide, hide well, like a turtle, hiding in his hard shell and not looking at everything outside.

However, he didn't even have a shell, so he could only throw himself into a dusty, dirty, dark room that hadn't been cleaned.

"Let me die here"

He looked at the room like a tomb, and murmured to himself indifferently.

(End of this chapter)