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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...

　　...

　　 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?

　　 Ivan thought so, and to his surprise, the scoring pool of Slytherin College next door was also empty, and it was obviously deducted.

　　 "Professor Snape is so willing to deduct points from Slytherin College?" Ivan said strangely, remembering that Snape was quite short-handed.

　　 Ron, who was eating hot porridge, raised his head and said gloating.

　　 "Of course, I heard that Snape was knowing about those Slytherins, and we had a vicious cleanup on the Quidditch pitch. It was almost irritated..."

　　 It turned out to be like this... Ivan suddenly understood that Slape guessed it was angry that Slytherin lost to Gryffindor in the melee before deducting points.

　　 George and Fred also leaned in at this time and said grinningly. "Anyway, you were so handsome yesterday! We all saw you rushing up, and a dozen Slytherins were lifted off at once. If you hadn't been there, we wouldn't have been able to win..."

　　 "It's okay, that's it." Ivan said casually.

　　 In his opinion, it just knocked down a group of little ghosts, there is nothing to be happy about...

　　 Hermione couldn't help but interjected at this moment.

　　 "You should be able to calm down yesterday, instead of fighting Slytherin on the Quidditch pitch without understanding the situation.

　　 Otherwise, we would not be deducted by Professor McGonagall a full two hundred points! Now we will definitely not get the Academy Cup this semester! "

　　 Hermione seemed very angry. Originally, when she and Ivan worked hard to get points, Gryffindor's academy points already led Yaoyao.

　　 If nothing happens, this semester will be able to get the Academy Cup safely. Now that this thing happens, it's mostly out of play.

　　 The biggest profit from this event is probably Ravenclaw Academy. They immediately surpassed Gryffindor, which was originally ranked first and second, and Slytherin, to reach the top!

　　 George and Fred didn't dare to speak, and they deducted the Hogwarts Academy all of a sudden. Even if they are usually mischievous, they were a little guilty when they mentioned it.

　　 Ivan doesn't care,

　　 After all, he is at Gryffindor College,

　　 points are too many! Whatever you deduct!

　　 Anyway, Dumbledore will add it back by the end of the semester...

　　 Ivan thought so, but soon realized that this year's **oss Tom Riddle was already under his control.

　　 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 .mtlnovel.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...

After getting five hundred gallons from Lockhart's hands again, Ivan became extremely busy in the next few days.

Except for the strange characters given by the daily class and the continued inquiry system, the rest of the time is spent in the responsive room to study the new magic text arrangement formula.

A protective ring with an instant iron armor curse would certainly not meet Lockhart's needs.

Fortunately, although time is tight, the funds are extremely abundant, allowing Ivan to try and make as much as possible, putting all the ideas in his mind into action without worrying about the loss of materials.

In just a few days, Ivan's alchemy has advanced again by leaps and bounds.

The sound of the increase in proficiency sounded in Ivan's mind every once in a while.

In addition, the other good news is about magic trick workshops,

The academy war between Gryffindor and Slytherin a few days ago actually launched an advertisement for George and Fred's joke merchandise.

So for a time their big dung eggs, skipping candy, smoke and fire, and automatic quill pens were very popular. George and Fred were so busy all day long that they couldn't stop at all, and even discussed with Ivan about expanding their manpower.

"Hire some people to help? That's not bad!" Ivan considered for a while, and did not refute their proposal.

Big dung eggs and skipping class candy are just simple magic gadgets, and the difficulty of making them is not high.

As long as you tell the method, a senior little wizard can easily be made.

In addition, there are some students in Hogwarts, which is easy to pass, and it will not cost a few Jin Jialong at the end of a school year, which is much cheaper than transforming a corresponding magic machine.

As for the leakage of the production method, the three of them don't care about it. As long as some high-end knowledge is protected, it is impossible for ordinary people to steal business with them.

Furthermore, for a joke shop, the most important thing is to be able to continuously launch new and creative products to maintain novelty.

At this point, few people can compare with George and Fred...

After discussing with the two about manpower expansion, Ivan bluntly said that he is currently working on some magic items, so he may not be able to help them.

George and Fred were very curious, Ivan didn't reveal much news, only that they knew it in the first half month.

Two weeks passed in a flash,

While staying in the responsive room, Ivan looked at the gloves, cloak, and ring in front of him, and he was relieved, and finally finished these things before the agreed time.

[Ding, after a period of practice, your alchemy proficiency has improved, the current level 4 (2710/4000)]

Looking at the long progress bar of alchemy's proficiency, Ivan only felt his scalp numb, and he didn't know when he would be able to upgrade his alchemy to level seven and make the Philosopher's Stone.

Although alchemy has not been upgraded, the magic formulas that have been researched these days are real.

"It just seems too cheap." Ivan muttered to himself, touching his chin and looking at the three ordinary magic items in front of him.

This is really not what a 2000 Galleon thing should look like.

Thinking of this, Ivan continued to reform.

For example, a layer of gold paint is plated on the surface of the ring, and a large sapphire is added in the middle by the way.

Although this does not improve the effect of the item, at least it seems to be more valuable, doesn't it?

Ivan nodded in satisfaction, and then remodeled the cloak again, making it the golden red color of the bag, and added some fancy lines on the surface of the glove...

After finishing all this, Ivan took these things to find Lockhart.

After entering Lockhart's office, Ivan discovered that the other party was writing something on the paper with a quill pen.

Ivan glanced closer, and read the title on the parchment.

"Duel club?"

"Yes, it's the duel club!" Lockhart threw the quill pen and blew the ink that hadn't dried up, and said triumphantly.

"It was hard for me to convince the old skater Dumbledore to give me a platform to show my strength... Oh no, I mean the opportunity to teach you..."

Lockhart changed his words in time, then turned his head to look at Ivan, and said with a hint of anticipation in his eagerness. "Hals, are all the things you made for me finished?"

"Of course." Ivan nodded and threw a golden ring to Lockhart.

"Yes, it fits my temperament!" Lockhart put the ring on his hand, looked at the big red cloak and the gloves painted with gorgeous patterns, and said with satisfaction.

"What's the use of these things?" Lockhart looked at Ivan.

"The ring, cloak, and gloves were cured with a disarming curse, an iron armor curse, and a petrifying curse." Ivan opened his mouth to explain, and then added.

"You only need to enter the magic power to release it, saving you the trouble of chanting."

Lockhart suddenly felt his eyes light up. In that case, if he pretended to be good enough, wouldn't he be able to say to the outside that he would have high-end curse-free casting skills.

Lockhart tried to point his wand to a porcelain bottle in the distance, and a gray-white magic light flashed, and the surface of the porcelain bottle instantly solidified and petrified and turned into a weird gray.

This is the effect of the petrification spell...

Seeing this scene, Lockhart's heart was excited for a long time.

In the past few years, he hasn't released a magic freely for a long time.

Every time, due to unknown reasons, the effect of the magic deviated from his vision, and the often used oblivion curse became stronger and stronger.

This strange situation also made Lockhart puzzled. He even asked some professionals, but the other party could not give an accurate answer. He could only guess that it was because of his lack of magic practice.

Lockhart didn't believe it. Many people neglected to practice magic. He was the only one who would have this weird situation~www.mtlnovel.com~ And for Lockhart, increase the time to practice magic. Is impossible,

He is very busy all day long. Not only does he need to reply to his fans, but he also has to constantly collect adventure stories, publish books, and maintain his popularity. How can he have this time?

Now these magic props produced by Ivan are undoubtedly a perfect solution to the problem of his inability to release magic.

"But why are there three kinds of spells?" Lockhart slammed his lips, and said disappointedly.

He felt that as a master of defense against the dark arts, he would not have to play dozens or hundreds of spells in the upcoming duel club, and he always felt that he was detrimental to his style.

It's as if you can use these magics at ordinary times. Ivan raised his eyebrows, and said in dissatisfaction.

"Before I was cursed..." Lockhart started to talk about the story made up before, but Ivan interrupted directly.

"If the professor is not satisfied with you, this transaction can be voided!"

"No, no, I'm still very satisfied..." Lockhart shook his head in a jealous manner.

He will host a duel club tomorrow. If Ivan terminates the trade at this time, his previous plans will be ruined.

And Lockhart also knows that high-end magic items are not so easy to make, especially this kind of magic items that can directly improve wizards' combat effectiveness.

The big families with inheritance cherish their own brooms, and rarely have relevant knowledge passed on...

So most of the magic items circulating on the market are auxiliary types...

"Professor, where is the remaining Jin Jialong?" Ivan said directly, not wanting to waste time with Lockhart.

"Don't worry, I'm already ready." Lockhart took out a bag from the drawer in the office and put it on the table.

Ivan stretched out his hand to take it and opened it to take a look. The extension curse was cast in the bag. The space inside was huge, and the golden ones were all Jin Jialong.

It seems that there are a lot of them.

Ivan put the wand on the table and knocked it, and the Jin Jialong in the bag bounced one by one, and fifty were piled on the side.

A total of 30 sets of 1,500 gold gallons!

Adding the five hundred gallons of deposit given by Lockhart at the beginning, and the other five hundred gallons of "overtime", it was just enough.

Lockhart watched Ivan wave his wand easily, and put Jin Jialong back into the bag, and couldn't help but exclaimed in admiration.

"To be honest, this is the first time that I have seen a little wizard so powerful to you. I can earn so much Jin Jialong from me at a young age..."

"An unusual little wizard like you must have some interesting experiences, right? I heard a lot of rumors about you in school." Lockhart asked with a smile on his mouth and asked with interest. Tao.

Since Ivan was slumped at the beginning of school, Lockhart collected Ivan's information purposefully after coming to Hogwarts.

The collected content exceeded Lockhart's expectations.

According to a little wizard named Seamus, Ivan killed a twenty-foot (twelve-foot) tall monster at the beginning of school.

Then he drove a fire dragon to rescue Hagrid as a guard in the Forbidden Forest, and at the end of the semester, he eliminated the last Defence Against the Dark Arts professor.

According to the gossip, the professor named Chino was in contact with the mysterious man again...

Lockhart couldn't believe it when he heard the news, he didn't dare to write it like that in his published story book!

Lockhart soon guessed that Ivan might be the same kind of person as himself.

I was so enthusiastic about expressing myself in school that I fabricated these stories in some way and made people believe them.

Until before on the Quidditch pitch, Lockhart had witnessed Ivan's use of magic items to show off, and then changed his mind.

These legends, maybe some of them are true...

In Lockhart's eyes, the little wizard in front of him was undoubtedly a treasure boy.

"My stories? Of course there are many, but I don't think you want to know..." Ivan immediately became vigilant when he heard Lockhart talk about this, but the surface was still calm and calm. Shook his head and said.

"That's really a shame, you know I like to hear stories from others..." Lockhart sighed regretfully.

Lockhart tied the golden-red cloak to his body, and looked at the mirror on one side sulkingly. After two glances, he turned his head and said to Ivan who was about to leave.

"By the way, can the protective cloak you gave me automatically resist the curse?"

"No, it doesn't have that effect. You have to actively stimulate it.." Ivan shook his head, put away the bag full of Jin Jialong on the table, and turned to leave.

One...two....

Ivan counted silently in his heart. The moment I walked to the door, I heard a slight noise in my ears, and Ivan's wand had been pointed at him in advance.

"Armor for body protection!"

Just as Ivan chanted the spell, Lockhart's voice rang in the next moment.

"Forget it all!"

A white light hit Ivan's body at an extraordinary speed, and the line of defense constructed by the armor body resisted for a while before it was disintegrated.

But as the protective ring on Ivan's left hand lit up, the second magical barrier blocked the white light and bounced it back.

Lockhart was so surprised that he didn't even have time to escape.

Fortunately, at the moment Bai came to his body, Lockhart hurriedly activated the effect of the protective cloak, and the same magical barrier lit up on his body, deflecting the white light to the side wall.

Lockhart subconsciously slapped his body in horror, and after a while, he found that he was fine.

Only then did I realize that the Forgotten Curse that bounced back was blocked by the protective cloak I bought from Ivan.

At this time, Ivan's voice rang in the office.

"Professor, did you intend to use the Forgetting Curse on me?"

Ivan said in a playful expression that he was also a little surprised by the strength of Lockhart's Forgotten Curse. He was able to break through the Iron Armor Curse he released. No wonder so many powerful wizards were hit.

"Of course not, how could this happen? I just want to try if the things you gave me work so well..." Lockhart waved his hand and wanted to refute.

Just seeing Ivan's increasingly impatient expression, Lockhart knew that the other party would definitely not believe it, so he simply admitted.

"Well, I'm planning to use the Forgetting Curse on you, so no one will know that I can use these gadgets to perform magic."

"But although you now know this ~www.mtlnovel.com~, you will soon forget it, just like other wizards." Lockhart said confidently.

"Are you sure?" Ivan's expression is very strange, he thinks Lockhart always has an inexplicable self-confidence.

Is it possible that people have been touted too much, so you really think you are a master of magic?

"After all, these things you made for me seem to be better than yours, don't they?" Lockhart raised his eyebrows, walked a few steps forward, pressed a switch, and continued briskly. Said.

"In addition, I forgot to tell you that the soundproofing of this office is good, and you can't get out..."

Just as Lockhart pressed the switch, Ivan keenly discovered that the door was locked. Obviously it was not so easy to open...

"I have to say that the gadgets you made surpassed my expectations and were able to withstand my oblivion curse. You must know that the iron armor curses released by some adult wizards can't do this." Lockhart said with appreciation .

He originally thought that Ivan would be like other wizards, and part of his memory would be erased by him unsuspectingly.

But I didn't expect that Ivan would be able to detect and resist his attack in advance, and even cast a spell to reflect his Forgotten Curse, which Lockhart hadn't expected.

But fortunately, the curse-preventing cloak he had bought with a lot of money before was more useful than he thought, and it resisted the bounced Forgotten Curse.

This went beyond Lockhart's expectation, and at the same time made him realize that he is not the liar who was incapable of casting spells before.

"So you plan to use what I gave you to deal with me?" Ivan asked.

"I think when you were making these things, you definitely didn't expect to have this day, right?"

Lockhart looked very proud, but looking at Ivan's calm complexion, his face suddenly changed, Chan smiled and took two steps back, and said tentatively.

"Could it be that you have left what back door?"

"I don't know how to do this kind of thing..." Ivan shook his head, his alchemy level has not yet reached the point where he can leave the back door at will without being discovered.

Lockhart was about to breathe a sigh of relief, and heard Ivan continue.

"But you think, why don't I make a magic item for myself..."

"Isn't it lack of money?" Lockhart said strangely.

"Of course not!" Ivan's face was completely darkened, with a gloomy face, and he continued with his wand.

"Now I'll teach you a lesson. The real powerhouses in the magical world are not piled up on crooked things... I remember you said that the soundproofing here is good."

Lockhart raised his eyebrows, not quite understanding what Ivan meant.

"Shenfeng Wuying!" Ivan whispered softly, launching the Shenfeng Wuying curse that had been blessed by the enhanced magic text.

Several invisible waves of magical power cut through the air, making strange noises...

At the moment the tip of Ivan's wand lit up, Lockhart's face suddenly changed, and his hair exploded.

He vaguely remembered a dark wizard he had encountered in the Romanian jungle. The powerful destructive spell of the other side made him almost die there...

But even so, the threat that the curse brought to him was not as strong as this time!

"There are many obstacles!" Lockhart knew it was useless to dodge, gritted his teeth and released the obstacle curse.

Lockhart's potential burst out in the face of danger caused the magic to run away again, turning into a deep blue fireball, whizzing and flying forward...

Lockhart has never been fortunate that his magic lost control, but this time it was an exception!

This represents his vitality...

However, it was in the gaze of Lockhart's expectation.

The dark blue fireball that he had high hopes for was cut in half almost instantly, and was cut into smaller pieces by invisible things in the air, and was directly wiped out.

The expression on Lockhart's face froze, and it turned to fear. He couldn't see what Ivan did. There was nothing in front of him!

But this is what makes the fear spread to the whole body like a vine...

Fast...too fast...

Lockhart felt that death was approaching and activated the protective cloak at this critical moment.

The magic barrier rose again from around Lockhart,

There is also a sense of security that also rises, but all of this is torn to pieces in the next moment...

The sturdy magic barrier, this time like paper, was easily pierced by the invisible blade.

The "buzzing" vibration sounded in Lockhart's ears, and his cheek seemed to be cut by something...

Just as Lockhart felt desperate, the feeling of death suddenly disappeared without a trace, Lockhart was stunned...

In the next second, the table behind him was cut into two pieces along the center, and fell to the ground with a dull sound. The mirror further behind was covered with cracks, and the head of the petrified wood carving was directly cut off.

Even the photos hanging on the wall are no exception. The Lockharts in the photos hid elsewhere early, leaving only the blank photo frames cut in two.

Lockhart turned his head dumbly and looked at this scene, taking a breath...

"I..." Lockhart turned his head and looked at Ivan. He threw away his wand very spinelessly. He opened his mouth to say something, but he heard Ivan's voice again.

"Fuchsia!"

The protective cloak that had just been hit hard did not shelter Lockhart this time, which made Lockhart's body overturned uncontrollably. He mistakenly thought that Ivan was about to do something to himself, and suddenly shouted in panic.

"Stop...Stop! You can't kill me! I am the recipient of the Merlin Medal of Level 3, an honorary member of the Defense Against the Dark Arts Alliance, and a Defense Against the Dark Arts professor who has won the Most Charming Smile Award five times..."

Lockhart's nonchalant gibberish, even the idioms he used to introduce himself.

"No, you are just a liar who only uses the Forgetting Curse." Ivan knelt down and pointed his wand to Lockhart's nose.

"I'll give you five hundred, no, a thousand gallons!" Lockhart shouted as the wand in Ivan's hand glowed with dazzling light.

"Two thousand!" Ivan increased the price.

"Yes!" Lockhart nodded without hesitation.

Ivan was depressed for a while, and it seemed that he had once again underestimated Lockhart's financial resources.

However, in Ivan's estimation, 2000 Gallon should have stepped on Lockhart's bottom line. If there is more, Ivan is worried that the other party will feel sorry for not giving money in the future, and what will happen.

After all, this is Hogwarts, Dumbledore's territory,

Ivan knew very well that he could expose Lockhart's identity as a liar, could beat him up, but could not kill him at will...

Ivan waved his magic wand ~www.mtlnovel.com~ to dispel the magic and put Lockhart down.

Lockhart got up from the ground shivering, and subconsciously wanted to pick up the wand on the ground.

But without touching his hand, Lockhart was worried that Ivan might be misunderstanding, and immediately took it back... Instead, he held up his hands to show that he was harmless to humans and animals, and there was still a little fear and fear on his face.

The powerful Shenfeng Shadowless Curse completely shattered Lockhart's unrealistic thoughts.

Lockhart wanted to understand what Ivan said.

The small wizard in front of him is warning him that even if he possesses these seemingly powerful magic items, he cannot pose a threat to him...

As long as the opponent has this idea, the effort of lifting the wand can defeat everything he depends on...

Don't forget about two thousand gallons. "Ivan looked at Lockhart's horrified look, and was lazily intimidating him, and cut the door lock with the Shenfeng Shadowless Curse.

"In addition, I am not interested in debunking your identity, but I don't want to have a similar thing for a second time..."

Ivan opened the door, and after one last glance at Lockhart, he closed the door and left, leaving only a word that echoed in the messy office.

"It doesn't matter if you can't remember, the wound on your face will help you remember..."

After Ivan left, Lockhart couldn't hold on and sat down on the ground. Only then did he feel a bit numb and itchy on his face...

Lockhart reached out and touched it, and found traces of blood on his hands.

Lockhart suddenly looked at the broken mirror, fragmented himself, with a shallow wound on his face...

...

At the same time, Ivan in the corridor is also reflecting on his behavior.

The three magic items made for Lockhart this time almost pit him himself.

Ivan had no choice but to use the strengthening magic text once every six hours, blessing Lockhart with the Shenfeng Shadowless Curse, so as not to keep this guy from asking for trouble all the time.

"It seems I have to take time to learn the Forgetting Curse." Ivan sighed.

Whether it was in Hermione's bedroom last time, or the conflict with Lockhart just now, if he could forget the curse, he wouldn't have to be so troublesome at all, just clear their memories for a while.

It's just that there are so many things he has to do recently, so he has never had time to learn.

Lockhart happened to be the Master of Forgotten Curse, and Ivan wanted to simply wait for Lockhart to prepare two thousand gallons next time, and then find him to learn it by the way.

I just don't know how Lockhart would explain his messy office. The things that were destroyed by the Shenfeng Shadowless Curse were not so easy to repair.

However, after only one day, Ivan realized this little trouble, and he couldn't help but Lockhart, who was good at rhetoric.

Because suddenly there was a rumor in Hogwarts...

Lockhart, their Defence Against the Dark Arts class professor, was studying a highly destructive magic in his office yesterday. During the experiment, he accidentally cut the office desk in two.

Ron, who was eating lunch in the large exhibition hall, almost sprayed the juice on Harry's face after hearing the news, and couldn't help but vomit.

"Lockhart is starting to brag again, I guess he must think that if this news comes out, we will continue to pay attention to him..."

Hermione interrupted without waiting for Ron to finish.

"No, this should be true. When Professor Lockhart asked Filch to move the table yesterday, I saw it with my own eyes. The table was cut in half in the middle.

The cut is as smooth as a mirror, and the picture frames, wood carvings, etc. have been cut. It must be a very powerful spell..."

Hermione was chirping, and Ron and Harry rolled their eyes.

"Do you still believe in the liar Lockhart? If he was as good as he himself said, he wouldn't have passed out last time at Quidditch." Ron shook his head and retorted.

"I didn't say that he was not a liar..." Hermione glared at him angrily, and then continued. "I just told you what I saw, I didn't lie to you."

"Then maybe Lockhart fooled you in some way, such as sawing these things with a saw, pretending to be magical." Harry guessed.

"Yes! Everyone knows that Lockhart is a little better than the dumb gun. If he knows magic, why not just use the healing spell to repair these things." Ron also talked freely.

Seeing the three people quarreling on this topic, Yifan shook his head and did not participate in their discussion.

He couldn't say that he actually cut it with the Shenfeng Shadowless Curse, right?

Ivan was a little curious that after hearing the news, Snape would guess something from it, then went to Lockhart's trouble and asked him how he learned his magic secretly...

Hermione's attitude towards Lockhart also went beyond Ivan's expectations.

He remembered that Hermione was Lockhart's diehard fan, and this time he bluntly said Lockhart was a liar...

It seems that Lockhart's reputation in the school has been completely ruined, no wonder he would be willing to pay a high price for the magic items he made.

After lunch, a few people went to today's spell class together noisily.

...

In the afternoon, Ivan went to the library to look up information about characters as usual, and Hermione also went with her.

"Ivan, are you looking for something lately?" Hermione asked curiously. She had noticed that Ivan seemed to be distracted recently, often looking for something in the library.

"Do you know this kind of characters?" Ivan thought for a while, and felt that Hermione might be able to give herself some help, so she wrote a few of the characters on a piece of paper.

Hermione took the paper and looked at it twice, thinking hard for a while...

"How? Do you have a clue?" Ivan asked.

"No, I don't know this thing either. Maybe it's some kind of magic text or symbol." Hermione stuck out her tongue and said with embarrassment.

Ivan was somewhat disappointed, but didn't care too much. It was normal for Hermione not to know that he had no clue after searching for so long.

Taking advantage of the afternoon break, Hermione took the initiative to help find clues to these characters. Ivan went to the shelf to pick up a copy of "Symbol Riddle", and wrote the remaining characters on the paper, comparing them one by one.

He felt that the shapes of these characters were referring to something, such as a place or something.

However, I went through the entire "Symbol Riddle" and found nothing similar.

Ivan sighed and returned the book to his place, holding the paper with the characters on it, and preparing to leave. When he reached the corner, he bumped into a little witch.

Ivan stepped back a few steps and nothing happened~www.mtlnovel.com~ but the other party slammed into the shelf, and the book in his hand fell to the ground.

"Sorry, are you okay?... Luna?" Ivan said apologetically, and then was stunned again. The figure in front of him was Luna, whom he hadn't seen for a long time.

The oddly dressed little witch shook her head gently, her silver-gray pupils stared at Ivan for a long time, and the palms of her hands were showing some shape, and then she nodded herself.

Ivan was confused and didn't know what the other party was doing. He leaned down and picked up the book that Luna had dropped.

When I was about to return it, Ivan discovered that this turned out to be a book related to Transfiguration. The page that opened was introduced by Animagus...