Chapter 162 The Dwarf's Revenge (Modified)

"Five points from Ravenclaw!" Percy Weasley squeezed his way through the crowd of onlookers. "No magic in the corridors. I'm going to report this, you know!"

"It's okay Weasley, I added more than 20 points to Ravenclaw today." Allen didn't care at all, as long as he could stop the dwarf from singing the so-called Valentine's Day speech and not lose face in front of everyone, even if Ravenclaw wanted to It is worth losing five points for this.

But Percy, a Gryffindor with a constipated face, why did this class appear near the Charms classroom on the fourth floor?

Percy's two provocations made Allen aware that he was hostile to him!

It was just baffling, Ron and Harry were good buddies, they liked going to the ladies' room, what was his business?

Allen frowned. If Percy keeps staring at him and making trouble for him, the so-called debt must be repaid, and he should find a chance to teach Percy a lesson.

Professor Snape was completely unmoved by the increasingly relaxed and cheerful atmosphere in the castle, and the amount of homework assigned made all the little wizards complain.

"Hair restorer, you need to add a mouse tail!" When Allen was writing a thesis on hair restorer, he thought of the "Mediterranean" of the Magical Congress of America - Abernathy!

Why doesn't he use hair restorer? He should be able to brew such a simple potion, unless he has experienced any special magic damage?

Without thinking about it any more, Allen, who had completed the super long thesis, stood up easily, planning to get some other books to read.

At this moment, there was a sudden sound of rough clarinets from outside the library door, one after another, followed by jagged high-pitched singing.

The sound of the clarinet playing and the singing of the dwarves made the little wizards in the library stop writing.

Everyone rushed out one after another, wanting to see who was treated by the dwarves in such a big way.

A bad premonition appeared in Alan's heart. He thought of the dwarf who was cursed by him during the day, and thought of his resentful eyes.

"Ah, Ellen!

Ah, my ideal lover,

Ah, the longing of my heart,

Let's hold on tight:

Such a charming and wonderful time! "

Changing the tune, the dwarves continued singing: "You are my sun, you are my light; in my heart, you are the brightest star at Hogwarts! Ah, Ellen, I can't forget You, that charming gaze."

Allen felt that he had to take measures, but there was one person who moved much faster than him.

It's the librarian - Mrs. Pince!

Mrs. Pince waved a big feather duster and rushed towards these dwarves, "No—absolutely no noise at the library door!"

The dwarves were so frightened by the menacing Mrs. Pince that even the wings tied behind them fell to the ground. They didn't bother to pick them up, and fled the library in a mess.

"Thank you, Mrs. Pince!" Allen thanked Mrs. Pince gratefully, "Also, I'm sorry, because of me, these little dwarves are so unscrupulous."

"This has nothing to do with you, as long as it violates the library's discipline, I will not tolerate it." Mrs. Pince raised the feather duster, looked at the little wizards watching the fun at the door, and warned: "Do you still want to go back to the library? "

The little wizards scattered like birds and beasts, and left the library door one after another.

Allen, who returned to the library, immediately packed up his books and prepared to leave. He felt very uncomfortable because of the scrutinizing and funny eyes of the little wizards around him.

On the way back to the Ravenclaw Tower, Allen saw these dwarves again.

They swarmed over, and several dwarves wanted to catch Allen and prevent him from escaping.

But Alan compared how good the dwarf's physical fitness was, so he easily avoided it, but tripped several dwarves to the ground one by one.

This behavior angered the remaining dwarves, and they seemed to know that their singing was not pleasant, and they sang loudly: "His eyes are blue like the sea,

His hair glistens like Galleons and is adorable!

I wish his mine, he's really handsome,

He is the score controller of Hogwarts - Allen! "

It was three songs, and Allen, who was swallowed by shame, couldn't bear it anymore, and angrily pulled out his wand, petrifying the dwarves one after another.

Allen tied them together one by one like tying zongzi. Then he dragged the bunch of dwarves to Professor Lockhart's office without mercy.

Professor Lockhart's door was open, and the voices of the people inside could be heard clearly.

Allen couldn't help but stop when he heard this voice, and listened intently.

"Gidero, how do you explain this reply..."

It was Daisy's voice, her voice rising with impassioned anger. The voice seemed to be trying to restrain himself in order to calm himself down, but there was absolute anger in his heart.

Agitated, Daisy was eloquent, speaking super fast.

But probably because he spoke too fast, people couldn't keep up, and couldn't even hear the words clearly.

A series of words spewed out like flowing water, rushing thousands of miles, cadenced. Sometimes, one or two words were spoken particularly brightly, as if she felt that these words contained infinite power.

Allen immediately stepped forward and found that Daisy was wearing the magic robe he gave her, holding Lockhart with tears in her eyes and excited expression.

And Gilderoy Lockhart was holding a wand in his hand.

"Daisy, why are you here? What is your relationship with Professor Lockhart?" Allen suppressed his anger forcibly, his voice sounded a bit rigid.

"Gidero invited me here, he is my boyfriend." Daisy was caught by her younger brother, a little embarrassed.

"I'm not, I'm not, don't talk nonsense, when did you become my girlfriend?!" Professor Lockhart's words made Daisy even more emotional.

"You didn't? Didn't you? Am I talking nonsense?" Daisy's voice broke out even more intensely, "Who kept correspondence with me for more than half a year? Who asked me out during the holiday? Your sweet words are all lies Is it?"

"This is just a normal interaction with book fans!" Lockhart looked innocent, "We've only had a few meals together!"

"Book fans? How many book fans can enter Hogwarts with your letters?" Daisy almost collapsed emotionally.

"Okay!" Lockhart replied loudly in a very helpless voice, "Okay then, I am naturally very grateful for your kindness!"