Chapter 164 Lockhart Gets Beaten (Modified)

"Okay, Alan, please turn your back to me." Gildero had to cooperate with Alan to continue the lesson.

As for the other little wizards, seeing Alan, who usually seems very gentle, but also a little bit arrogant, plays a dumb troll, which has a different kind of comic effect.

Allen turned his back obediently, and broke a table leg, turning it into a stick in the troll's hand.

This wooden stick is as thick as a child's two arms, and it looks heavy.

"If you want to live with the troll, you must have the ability to subdue the troll, and I happen to be good at dealing with the troll!" Gildero shook his hair and tiptoed towards Allen.

It is Quirrell who is good at dealing with trolls... Hearing Gildero's soft footsteps, Allen clenched the stick tightly.

Gildero raised his wand and seemed to want to remove the stick from Allen's hand.

"Oh, professor, can I use a wooden stick?" Allen turned around seemingly unintentionally, barely avoiding Gildero's spell, and the spell hit the wall and sparked.

"Lockhart really cast a spell on Allen!" Edward exclaimed.

"It should be the Disarming Curse, right? After all, the stick in Allen's hand is very threatening."

"But, did you hear the spell he said? And isn't the disarming spell red?"

"His lips squirmed, I didn't hear clearly, what other spells can be used against trolls?"

The little wizards didn't know what spell Lockhart was casting, but Allen could hear it clearly, and he was also surprised by the other party's behavior in his heart, "However, you dare to cast the Forgetting Curse in public, you are really brave enough."

"Oh, of course, Alan, you can use the stick. After all, the stick is the troll's weapon. However, I won't give you a chance to use the stick." Gildero was very upset when he saw that he missed a hit. surprise.

This was the first time in his history that he cast a forgetting spell on someone from behind, but it failed.

Allen turned around again, with his back to Gilderoy. Gildero changed his strategy. He gave up using the spell, and decided to defeat Allen by virtue of being an adult, and his size and strength far surpassed that of the twelve-year-old wizard.

Just when Gildero walked cautiously behind Allen, raised his arms, and wanted to turn Allen down, Allen suddenly turned around, grabbed Lockhart's collar, and held his head, make him face down.

Gilderoy could see nothing but the ground and the steps of the lectern.

In this way, Alan pushed Gildero roughly, and forced his head to rub against the wall, and walked in the classroom for about a minute and a half.

The little wizards were all stunned, and no one stopped Alan. In fact, many boys liked to see Lockhart in such a mess. As for the girls, now they are also struggling with how to stand in the team - whether it is Allen of the same age or the old idol Lockhart.

Allen walked through three corners holding Lockhart, whose face was already bruised, and returned to the podium again. Allen suddenly let go of Lockhart and yelled, "Go!"

Allen looked in the right direction, and like an athlete about to shoot, he kicked Lockhart into the air and rolled forward, and rolled directly outside the classroom door.

There was a neat gasp in the classroom, and for a moment, the boys clapped excitedly, slapped the table, cheered, and screamed.

Some soft-hearted little witches finally couldn't bear it and ran out the door, helping Lockhart back.

When Lockhart got up and regained his composure, he felt numb all over, and the donated blood kept flowing out of his nose.

For the first time in his life, Lockhart felt uncontrollable anger and pain.

"Sorry, professor, I'm too into the drama. But the troll should be much more powerful than me, right? I haven't used the stick yet." Allen seemed to apologize sincerely.

Lockhart flinched back involuntarily, his face would have been a ragged carpet without the stick, would it have killed him?

But Lockhart was Lockhart after all, at least, in terms of the thickness of his skin, almost no one could match him.

Lockhart straightened his clothes and hair,

Pretentiously said: "Of course, Alan, I am just demonstrating for everyone. It is not easy to subdue the troll. I also paid a certain price to let the troll convince me!"

Seeing that Allen still opened his mouth, he seemed very interested in continuing the demonstration, so Lockhart quickly opened his mouth to end the unilateral beating demonstration.

"I think this demonstration is almost over. If you want to know what happened next, you can take a closer look at my book "Walking with Trolls." There was still blood on his face, but he insisted on acting cute, This made many little wizards couldn't bear to look directly, and couldn't help laughing out loud.

Amid the laughter, Lockhart seemed to be encouraged, and he continued: "It's delightful, there's nothing more rewarding than subduing a giant monster! If there is one, it must be—"

He dragged out his voice, trying to attract the attention of the little wizards. He succeeded!

Everyone stared at him with piercing eyes.

“Before I started class, I received a letter from Rita Skeeter, the lead reporter for the Daily Prophet. She was very humble and insightful and wanted to do an interview for me. What a classy witch!" Lockhart was in high spirits, looking very proud.

This gave everyone an illusion, as if it wasn't him who was beaten all over the ground by Allen just now!

"I'm making you happy for a while." Allen watched Lockhart mockingly boasting in front of the young wizards.

In the evening, Ellen sent an owl to deliver a message to Rita.

"Ms. Skeeter, I know you are an illegal Animagus. If you don't want me to give away, please report Gilderoy Lockhart as it is, an old man who is good at forgetting spells and taking other people's achievements for himself. fraud."

After wrapping up the note, Allen lifted the truth-telling spell on the quill, restoring its function to its original state.

In the middle of the night, Allen received a reply from the owl, which was a simple four-word "As you wish."

For the next few days, Lockhart was in a state of ecstasy. He told everyone who would listen that he was going to be featured in the Daily Prophet.

Soon, the whole castle heard about it. Some little witches who learned that Allen beat Lockhart violently in Defense Against the Dark Arts couldn't help but complain: "Professor Lockhart is so pitiful, Allen is so barbaric."