Hogwarts: I'm a model wizard

Chapter 317 Useless tacit understanding

Kyle's method is very effective.

When the thick stack of greeting cards was handed over to the dwarfs, they finally spent a fairly normal morning.

Although there will still be fish that slip through the net and jump out from various corners, they are all avoided by Kyle in time with the illusion spell.

As for the class time...Professor McGonagall and Professor Flitwick both accepted Kyle's suggestion and blocked the door of the classroom with a magic spell, so that the dwarves could not enter.

And I heard from people in other grades that there were two petrified dwarves in the Potions classroom. They were placed on the left and right at the door of the basement classroom, like two very tasteless statues.

At first everyone thought there was another attack, and they seemed a little panicked, but then they realized that this was Snape's masterpiece...to warn the remaining dwarves to stay away from him.

In the castle, as the two morning classes passed, the dwarves began to appear more and more frequently, apparently having completed the task.

After the last spell lesson was over, there were already three dwarves waiting for Kyle in the corridor.

Cedric was pretty much the same.

It also made them have to hide in the common room for lunch.

"Someone is definitely making trouble!"

Cedric stuffed a piece of toast into his mouth, frowned and said, "There are so many people in Hogwarts, why do they keep staring at us, there must be something wrong with it."

"Do you still need to think about it?" Kyle glanced at him and pointed towards the ceiling.

Cedric understood instantly, gritted his teeth and said, "Fred, George!"

No wonder he always felt familiar with the contents of those greeting cards, and now he understood everything, it was clearly the style of the twins.

Fortunately, he had felt guilty before. He didn't expect that those two people had already started to play tricks. They probably did the five dwarves that they met near the hall in the morning.

Otherwise, how could it be such a coincidence that someone wrote a greeting card as soon as he left the house.

"It seems that our ideas are very consistent." Kyle shrugged.

"Shall we continue writing this afternoon?" Cedric asked.

Kyle shook his head.

Three vs. two, their advantage is not that big, and Fred and George like to be lively, whether it's their own or someone else's, they like it, which makes them invincible.

Moreover, Hufflepuff's third year had Defense Against the Dark Arts class in the afternoon, and it was impossible for Lockhart to agree to them blocking the classroom door.

You can't use disillusionment spells and invisibility cloaks in the classroom...

"Forget it, let them go for now."

Kyle thought about it, and finally decided not to engage in such a boring contest with them, and focused his firepower on Lockhart.

And they paid out of their own pockets to be a fanatic, and whoever wrote a card to Lockhart got a Knut.

One Nat, 29 knots.

Although the money is not much, the work is also simple. By the time the class starts in the afternoon, the [-] places are already sold out.

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Lockhart was happy, very happy.

He never imagined that after experiencing so many things, his admirers at Hogwarts would actually increase... The more than 1000 greeting cards are proof.

Even if he doesn't even have time for class, what does that matter.

If he could, he really wanted to do this every day, every day...

In the evening, Lockhart walked cheerfully to the auditorium. On the way, he saw a group of professors gathered around the passageway of the basement classroom, not knowing what they were doing.

"It's so lively, are you comparing the number of greeting cards you have received?" He leaned over and said proudly, "Why did no one notify me... Oh, I think you must have heard that I have received more than 1000 greeting cards." A greeting card..."

All the professors turned and glared at him.

Lockhart was taken aback, and subconsciously said: "Well, if you think it's unfair to compare with me, I just don't participate... Wait, why is there a dwarf here?"

He noticed a motionless dwarf among the professors.

But the problem is, before 10 minutes ago, they should have finished the task and left the school.

"Ah...the person who solves the problem has come." Snape said in a deep voice, "As you can see, there has been another attack. Now, the time for you to show off your brilliance has finally come."

Lockhart looked at the petrified dwarf on the ground, and his breathing became short of breath.

The dwarf lay stiff in front of a suit of armor, exactly like the man who had been attacked before.

"No... how... how is that possible!" Lockhart stammered, "Don't be kidding me...Professor Snape, I could tell right away that he became like this because of the Petrification Curse... just Like the one you put at the door of the basement classroom..."

"Actually." Snape glanced at Lockhart coldly, "I lifted their petrification spell three hours ago, or you can try it yourself, I think, the solution should be I can't help you..."

"Of course...Of course I will break the curse." Lockhart stepped forward bravely, waving the wand in his hand, and chanting the curse in his mouth.

A muscle on Professor McGonagall's cheek protruded. She has lived for so many years, and she thinks she has seen some things in the world, but she has never heard such a weird spell... It's almost as if it was made up.

She even suspected that if Lockhart said it again, it might not be exactly the same as before.

Lockhart performed for nearly a minute, and unsurprisingly, the petrified dwarf didn't move.

"Oh, didn't you think that the arcane spell of the Vogga Tribe didn't work?" Lockhart put away his wand. "I learned this from an old wizard during my travels. It can remove almost all curses."

"Oh?" Snape raised an eyebrow.

"I know what you're trying to say, Professor Snape." Lockhart sighed, "I was deceived, that guy obviously hasn't seen the outside world."

"It's okay, the mandrakes are about to mature, and they will recover soon."

Professor Sprout said: "But, Gilderoy, didn't you say on the first day of school that you knew exactly who the successor was?

Then go find him, that's what matters. "

"Yeah...yes...I know..." Lockhart started to panic.

If he knew who the successor was, he would have publicized it a long time ago, so why wait until now?
But isn't Dumbledore the most powerful wizard? After such a long vacation, he still hasn't solved the Chamber of Secrets?
This is not what he thought!

Lockhart faltered and couldn't speak, and the other professors ignored him.

Professor Flitwick took the dwarf to the school hospital.

The other professors also stood up and left one by one.

No one cared about Lockhart, as if he had never been there.

"Things are getting more and more serious." Professor McGonagall looked at the lively auditorium not far away, "We must find a way to solve this matter before the students are harmed."

"But the question is who!" said Snape. "We've searched the whole castle and found nothing."

"Wait a little longer, it will be soon."

Professor Sprout whispered: "Wait another month... No, the mandrakes are getting more and more excited, and within a month they will want to repot again.

Those people who were petrified must have seen something, as long as they wake up, we will know whether the monster is a person or something else. "

"You are right, Pomona." Professor McGonagall said with a heavy heart: "But one month is still too long, and none of us can guarantee what will happen during this period. No matter what, I have to go to the students speak."

(End of this chapter)