[HP] Being a problem student at Hogwarts

"Minerva!" Professor Flitwick waved his wand to conjure more wheels of frost, and shouted anxiously at the campus radio, "Turn up the rooster's crow louder!"

Useless.

The basilisk usually avoids the crowing of roosters just because they are hatched from rooster eggs. When nothing happens, "Dad" nags a few words, so of course he wants to take a detour. Now his anger is rising... It is actually not good to have a filial son. I care about this very much.

On the contrary, the basilisk, which was further irritated, spit out the message, carefully smacked the message in the air, then buried its head in the place where the human smell was the strongest and rushed over, with its mouth wide and two rows of sharp teeth exposed. Sword-like fangs!

"Aegis of the Stars! Aegis of the Stars!" Professor Sinistra raised her hands and shouted wildly. Waves of colorful starlight surged out through her hands. Her face was visibly defeated, as if the light was connected with her life force. It was separated from her body, but the light film she maintained became stronger and thicker.

"Frost!" Professor Flitwick hurriedly pointed with his wand, and the several wheels of frost he had summoned before immediately overlapped and rotated, resisting Professor Sinistra.

Tom also pulled out his wand - he couldn't use the magic blast to make Professor Sinistra get out of the way - behind the professor were the students who hadn't had time to evacuate.

He quickly aimed at the collapsed stone pillar: "The stone pillar is flying!"

He chose the timing very well. The large stone pillar hit the basilisk's fang, causing it to shake its head in pain. Then the fang hit the rotating wheel of frost again, taking away part of the force. Finally, it crookedly rubbed past Professor Sinistra's starlight shielding membrane, and the snake's head hit the ground heavily.

The light film shattered like a bubble after being rubbed by the fangs. Professor Sinistra coughed up a mouthful of blood, held the wand with trembling hands, and without looking back, ordered the frightened children behind him: "Hurry up and leave! "

"We can also-" Some of the silly children in the back cried and grabbed their wands.

Professor Sinistra was so anxious that he didn't dare to speak again - as soon as he said that, he felt blood rushing to his throat again, and he was very worried that he would let out a breath as soon as he opened his mouth - most of his attention had to be focused on the snake. It's my fault.

Cursing, Professor Flitwick summoned two ice spears and pierced the basilisk's eye sockets - the basilisk had suffered the loss of this move when it was blind before, and it still remembered this magic wave, so it spat out a message. With a neighing sound, the strange black mist like seaweed floating on the ground suddenly grew entangled with each other and grew up, wrapping the basilisk's body like a thick cocoon. Professor Flitwick's ice spear had just penetrated a little bit before it was melted and corroded away.

"Give way! Please give way!" Lockhart called and ran up from downstairs. He changed into a shiny golden wizard robe, held his wand gracefully, and turned his head to give it to Tom as he passed by. He winked with a smile.

"Thank you for your hard work!" He said solemnly, "Please let me do it next -"

He knelt down on one knee and put his hands on the ground. The two small formations on the back of his hands flashed away. The next moment, a dark halo spread along the ground, and the ground under the Basilisk began to tremble - —The basilisk began to stir uneasily, but it was too late——

The ground had melted into a piece of soft mud, which could not bear the weight of the basilisk. His struggles could only make it sink into an unstretchable swamp faster.

"This - he - is on the top floor!" Professor Flitwick was quick-sighted and froze the mud in time, narrowly avoiding the giant basilisk from crashing downstairs. "What if there are students downstairs?" !”

"Oops, that was an oversight." Lockhart showed a big smile and stood up holding the wand, "Then..." He stretched out his hand to support the stone wall, closed his eyes slightly, and the formation formation on the back of his hand reappeared. , under the spreading light, the thick stone wall easily turned into heavy mud, rushing towards the basilisk under his will.

"Control it first." Lockhart's lips turned white, but he still said with a smile.

Seeing that Lockhart was indeed trying to help, Professor Flitwick refrained from questioning him on the spot - besides, Lockhart was really famous for being a blond idiot, and he would still be able to get the wrong plant or forget the floor. It's not something particularly difficult to understand - it's just that he works with him to envelop the basilisk in mud and frost, restricting its movement.

The situation seemed to be basically under control. Tom took two steps towards Professor Sinistra and saw Ginny with sharp eyes. Harry was beside her, looking nervous and resolute, holding on to him with one hand. She, in her other hand, held her wand.

Great, everyone is still safe - before Tom could finish this thought, a chilling intuition sounded the alarm in his heart.

He turned around stiffly and saw the basilisk looking at everyone with its two bloody eye sockets, with an undying resentment in its eyes. Then it struggled hard for the last time, and the scales on its body suddenly stood up one by one, like blades the size of a palm, and all of them suddenly burst out!

Professor Flitwick's expression immediately changed: "Ice!"

He only had time to shout out one word, and layers of ice walls rose up to block Professor Sinistra and the students, while he himself was knocked away by the flying scales without any protection.

While Lockhart directed the black sludge to wrap himself heavily, he didn't forget to pack Tom to protect him as well.

When the cold and sticky black mud quickly spread and enveloped him, Tom had the knowledge that he was being sheltered - but he couldn't explain exactly what he felt at this moment. It's quite annoying to him. He knows how to cause trouble all day long. His moral bottom line is extremely low, he has no sense of boundaries, and he tramples on everything without restraint, as long as he feels it is necessary... But this madman has never lied to him, and promised him He never fails, even though his magic power is so weak, he still doesn't forget to protect him...

The strange layer of black mud does not seem to be completely real. You can still see outside through the translucent black mud. It does not hinder breathing, but gives the creatures also in the black mud a subtle sense of connection. Tom could sense Lockhart's fluctuations and a large group of violent aura not far away.

"What on earth do you want to do?" Tom whispered in annoyance.

"A glorious end." Lockhart laughed heartily. Seeing that the scale attack was over, he waved his hand to disperse the black mud.

The basilisk has escaped from the trap. Its body is smaller than before, but its body is still covered with a layer of fine, brighter green scales. There are even two dark yellow light spots brewing in the eye sockets. As soon as he saw it, he started to feel numb.

"Oops," Lockhart smiled easily, "Phase two."

Professor Sinistra was already half-kneeling on the ground, leaning on the ground with his wand. Blood was constantly flowing out of the corners of his eyes, nose and mouth. But she didn't take a step back, and still tried her best to open a new light curtain, firmly protecting the children behind her. 7K妏揩

Professor Flitwick didn't know whether he was alive or dead, and Professor Sinistra seemed to be overdrawn. Apart from a group of underage students, Lockhart was the only one left who could still be said to have some fighting ability.

Terrible. Tom thought, starting to think wildly about any spells that might work.

"Tom," Lockhart turned to look at Tom and smiled at him, "Follow me."

He didn't explain further, but smashed his wand at the basilisk: "Come on! Look here!"

When the basilisk was enraged and lunged at him with its mouth wide open, Lockhart laughed and jumped down from the hole in the wall he had melted away, like a free golden bird.

He twisted around in mid-air, stretched out his right hand towards the basilisk, and laughed, "Who can bear the weight of fate?"

His hand suddenly became translucent, and the flesh and blood disappeared completely, leaving only the white bones of the hand shining brightly - Tom blinked and seemed to see Harry holding a sword deep in the light. It penetrated deeply into the upper jaw of the basilisk!

Tom suddenly realized that those were not Lockhart's hand bones at all, but... the bones that Lockhart had removed from Harry's body before!

In another blink of an eye, the light had turned into a rope and wrapped around the basilisk's head. And just like what Lockhart asked, the basilisk couldn't bear such a little weight and was forced to be Lockhart pulled him, and together they dived towards the ground quickly!

Tom's mind went blank, and he shouted intuitively: "Here comes the broomstick!" He ignored whose broomstick he had summoned, stepped on it randomly, and then glided down.

He had never flown so high before, but he had no intention of being afraid at this time. The basilisk's huge and slender body was twisting in the air, blurring into a green mass around him. He was focused on staring at the one with stretched limbs at the bottom. The golden figure urged the broom to go faster, faster...

But it was too late.

Lockhart was still breathing when he staggered to the ground. The blond beauty, who had always been well-groomed, was lying on the ground in a twisted state, coughing up blood clots and internal organ fragments intermittently. She smiled at Tom and struggled to raise her fingertips to signal him to look up.

...What are you looking at? Tom looked up sluggishly, but saw nothing but the astronomy tower in the dark night.

At this moment, Lockhart reluctantly raised his hand and gouged out one of his eyes with his bare hands. The eyeball turned into a bloody green gem the moment it left the body.

"Here, here you go." He fumbled and put the strange-shaped gem into Tom's hand, "I promised you...little fool."

"Ahem... look," Lockhart pointed at the astronomy tower standing quietly in the night sky, coughing and saying with a smile, "The tower that was struck by lightning! Hahahaha..."

The dying fanatic told a final joke that no one understood, and then laughed wildly and took his last breath.