Hogwarts: The drugged devil, the enemy of wizards

Hogwarts Dueling Arena.

When she received the news from Filch, Professor McGonagall could barely believe her ears.

However, when she arrived here at the fastest speed in her life, she immediately saw the two protagonists of the farce in Filch's mouth.

"Professor McGonagall, there's one thing to say... Gryffindor House has been really unquiet recently, first of all, the first transfer student since the establishment of Hogwarts. "

"A traitor who gave up his family name, and now, hehe."

"Someone who openly questioned his own professor, and dared to use a magic wand in front of the little wizard in the classroom, such a provocative person... I don't think Professor Romon will let this guy go easily. "

"If he survives, of course, from Professor Lockhart's hands."

Filch's sarcasm and ridicule drew a cold warning look from Professor McGonagall.

Ignoring this annoying creature, Professor McGonagall didn't care about anything else.

When even the little wizards of the various academies who passed through the surrounding area to watch the excitement, appeared at the scene of the dueling arena.

"Stop it! That's enough! Percy Weasley, you're refreshing my perception of your lower limit once again! I said it, stop it for me right away! "

Professor McGonagall's face was extremely ugly.

However, Percy Weasley, who was already standing on the field at this moment, only hesitated for a moment.

Ben937 didn't hesitate, slowly shaking his head under the gaze of Professor McGonagall's angry face.

"No, Professor McGonagall, I'm sorry to make you angry, but, believe me this time, this time I must be right, Gilderoy Lockhart, is a complete liar, his so-called adventure, his so-called wizarding strength, are all fake!"

"He deceived the Ministry of Magic, deceived the school board, and came to teach at Hogwarts, just for the sake of so-called fame!"

Percy Weasley's voice was not small, and it even sounded so confident.

And after hearing such a sure and firm suspicion from the other party, the little wizards who were watching the excitement around couldn't help but turn their eyes to the other protagonist in the scene at this moment.

Just like meeting with fans, there is no discomfort in the suspicious and strange gazes around him.

Lockhart with a trademark smile on his face, gorgeously dressed, and even got himself a rather dashing rainbow-colored one-shoulder cape.

The look of confusion on everyone's faces couldn't help but become more and more intense.

This kind of behavior is not like Percy Weasley's mouth, which should be the reaction of a liar.

If the other party is really a liar, then at least be nervous now.

"Enough! Percy Weasley, there is no problem with your current behavior, even if you are expelled from Hogwarts, I will give you one last chance! "

"Apologize immediately to Professor Lockhart, and accept your upcoming punishment..."

However, Professor McGonagall was not done yet.

Percy Weasley was the one who cut it off.

"I'm sorry, Professor McGonagall, I don't think I'm wrong!"

It is said that he thinks he is not wrong, but it is better to say that between Professor McGonagall and Dumbledore, Percy Weasley, who was deeply influenced by his parents, has already created a saint image for Dumbledore in his mind.

Without hesitation, Dumbledore's authority was chosen.

As he spoke, Percy Weasley ignored Professor McGonagall's ugly gaze on the sidelines, waved his hand, and made a standard wizarding duel etiquette to Lockhart in front of him.

Seeing this, Lockhart also smiled slightly.

Gracefully made the same pose, and at this time, a familiar magic barrier suddenly surrounded the dueling arena where the two were located.

The alchemy puppet who served as the referee calmly announced the beginning of the duel.

And at the moment when the voice came out.

Percy Weasley's body suddenly rose a majestic flame, and the rolling waves of fire were accompanied by bursts of jasmine rolling, instantly turning into a tornado of flames and heading towards Lockhart.

"[Eyes of the Fire God of Fire]! If you don't want to die, surrender now! Hypocritical liars! "

Percy Weasley yelled.

However, the moment she saw the spell cast by the other party, Professor McGonagall's pupils shrank instantly, and such a familiar routine and style made her think of a certain existence almost instantly.

However, although he was also taken aback by Percy Weasley, a guy who had been removed from the Gryffindor rank last year, his sudden burst of strength.

Lockhart's face was still stunned for a moment, and after a brief moment of bewilderment, he regained the composure that an artist should have.

The wand in his hand waved lightly, like the conductor of an orchestra, and muttered a sentence in his mouth.

The words were familiar to everyone present.

"Percy Weasley, magic is the art of freedom, and today, I will repay my grievances with virtue."

"Please watch a scene of real art..."

"[Memories flash a year with the Tibetan snowman]" (read the violent novel, go to the Feilu novel network!) ）

"Roar!"

Almost as soon as the spell was released, a dull and deafening roar like the sound of an ancient military trumpet, with billowing pale snowflakes, instantly removed the tip of the wand in Lockhart's hand.

Expand, flash out.

A huge icicle was held in his hand, and under the flying white hair, a pair of scarlet bloodthirsty eyes instantly frightened all the little wizards in the audience, even the existence of Professor McGonagall.

It's all a shock to the body.

Top floor of the Palace of Truth.

When Wednesday saw this scene, he couldn't help but open his red lips in surprise.

"You are really generous enough, such a summoning spell can be given to him?"

Hearing this, sitting on the sofa, in the afterglow, I saw that the snow monster "summoned" by Lockhart had easily shattered the flame tornado in an instant, scaring Percy Weasley and practicing the appearance of dodging.

But he smiled slightly.

"Summoning Spell? No, no, no, this guy was able to pass the summoning spell exam in the first place, or it was all up to me to pass the answer to him, except for some basic spells that he couldn't use in the basics, as well as memory spells..."

"It was a disaster."

Elizabeth, who was holding one of Romon's arms and constantly taking advantage of Romon like a hooligan, seemed to understand something.

The action stopped, and his mouth opened wide in surprise.

"So, then, that's your improved memory charm? Hey, that guy, has he really been to so many places and had so many adventures? "

However, Wednesday did frown on the sidelines.

Obviously, Miss Wednesday, who was smart enough to be smart, had sensed that something was wrong, and Romon smiled slightly.

"Memory flashing is indeed a spell that briefly manifests the things in memory through magic, but it has a very big flaw..."

"Those who don't have memories can't do it."

Romon said, looking out the window, in the distance in the midst of the magical dueling arena.

There was no shortage of some appreciative sparkle in his eyes.

"In a way, our Lockhart classmate is really a genius... He can not only deceive others, but even deceive himself perfectly. "。