Chapter 836 Merlin, if You Really Have Any Power
At this time, Gilderoy Lockhart had just dealt with a Death Eater behind Nancy's daughter's back.
Just now when they walked up the hill, they found the Death Eater standing on a tree looking around. Lockhart, who had already experienced several life-and-death duels, put down the little girl and approached under the cover of the tree, quite professionally. Earth knocked him down with a healing spell and fell to the ground.
The Death Eater's arm turned into a hose with only flesh and no bones, and the wand fell to the ground with him, looking momentarily delirious due to the height, Lockhart held the wand cautiously, and Patricia slowly Slowly approaching, when there was still a distance, Lockhart pulled out all the bones in the opponent's leg without saying a word.
The Death Eater who was patched up was sober now. He watched Gildero approaching little by little with Patricia on his back, and wanted to hide back, but his arms and legs had no bones, no bones at all. Ways to leverage.
The Death Eater yelled at Lockhart anxiously and furiously: "Ghideroy, don't make unnecessary resistance anymore, there are our people in front of you, even if you successfully deal with me, you will still be in the front." Those caught, obediently surrender and we go back to see the master, so that we can suffer less before we die!"
"Forget it all!" Gildero raised his chin and turned his body slightly. The curse hit the opponent's chest and made him shut up. Then he turned around and carried the little girl on his back and continued walking up the mountain. Death Eater When he opened his eyes again, he was in a trance, and his eyes were full of confusion.
Seeing Lockhart deal with another villain with her own eyes, the little girl was a little excited, she lay on Lockhart's back and slapped her hands: "Lockhart, you are getting better and better!"
"Of course, I'm Lockhart! But Patricia remember to keep quiet, maybe we can solve a few more like this." Lockhart responded with a smile, but at this time his heart was very heavy.
These Death Eaters already knew the destination they wanted to go to, and they were distributed on the way to Waggadu to intercept themselves, and this guy just lost contact with those people, I am afraid that they will know that he is in this place in a short time. direction, and he wasn't sure if he would be able to escape the Death Eaters' pursuit.
Thinking of this, Lockhart clenched his lips and secretly cheered himself up, encouraging himself: Since he can already look at the buildings on the top of the mountain, as long as he is careful, he can definitely escape with Patricia.
On the next road, Lockhart became more and more cautious. He was like a frightened rabbit, advancing on high alert, trying not to make too much noise. Patricia lay on his back, covering her mouth to breathe She didn't even dare to come out, she was very guilty for letting her forget the other party's previous explanation under the excitement just now.
Their caution paid off. After crossing a hill, a Death Eater whom he had seen brutally tortured Muggles looked around in front of a thicket of cacti.
Lockhart was some distance away from the Death Eaters, his healing spell could not be effective for such a long time, and Lockhart didn't dare to get too close, and this time, unlike before, there was no cover of trees, he was worried that too much I'm afraid he'll be discovered soon——Lockhart looked at the cactus jungle behind the Death Eaters and the cactus balls scattered all over the place, and turned his eyes. It is also one of the oldest spells for wizards, causing distant objects to fly into the hands of the caster.
Lockhart continued to hide behind the tree, and slowly stretched out his wand to aim at the cactus group behind the Death Eater, and seized the opportunity of his turning around to issue a "cactus fly!", those cactus growing on the ground The cacti and prickly pears flew towards Lockhart one after another, but the flying route was also facing the Death Eater, and because they were too close to each other, countless cacti pieces fiercely inserted into the Death Eater's body, especially his Eyes, caught off guard, a few sharp thorns directly penetrated into his eyeballs, the pain made him scream instantly, regardless of the fact that his bare arms were also covered with cactuses, he wanted to pull them out, but the pain in the eyes made him After a little touch, he didn't dare to continue to act rashly.
Although he successfully turned the Death Eater into a hedgehog, under the influence of the spell, some cacti and prickly pears flew towards his palm at high speed. On the arm of Lockhart, who was running towards the Death Eaters, there was not even a layer of clothes on his now ragged arm-ironically, on the arm of Lockhart who was marked with the Dark Devil Mark by Voldemort, the tattooed skull The tongue-like venomous snake in the head's mouth just happened to be stabbed in the eye by a cactus thorn.
Holding back the pain, Lockhart rushed in front of the Death Eater, pointed his wand at him and performed tricks again, causing him to end up in the same way as the Death Eater in front, and then fled quickly with Patricia.
Lockhart just started trying to pull out the cactus thorns on his arm, but after finding that it was too time-consuming, he couldn't care less and started on his way.
It's just that Patricia didn't understand the reason. She saw that Lockhart had successfully defeated another villain, and she was overjoyed, but when she saw Lockhart pull out the thorns left on his arm, She couldn't help muttering in a low voice: "It must be very painful."
"It's okay, just puncture some skin, time is precious, once these bad guys find the person I just defeated, they will follow along and grab me, I have to speed up, we will be safe soon!" Lockhart Carrying Patricia on their backs in the jungle, they cautiously increased their speed and walked forward, but the need to observe the surrounding situation while walking made their speed not much faster.
"Merlin bless..." Lockhart prayed secretly in his heart. He knew that he had to hurry up. Looking at the buildings on the top of the mountain in the distance filled his heart with the feeling of darkness before dawn. They just had to run to Waggadu. The largest magic school in the world can be saved, those African wizards will protect themselves, and those few Death Eaters dare not blatantly cause trouble here...
Rohart bit his lips tightly, hoping to make him ignore the pain caused by the cactus spines on his arm and the soreness of his muscles. He tried his best to move forward in the direction of Waggadu, passed through a few forests of trees and cactus, and climbed up to the After reaching a small hill, Lockhart stopped suddenly, listened attentively and looked up, the frightened birds were flying around in the direction he came from, Lockhart's brows were tightly knit together, it seemed that those Death Eaters had already found out Those two wizards who were defeated by themselves.
Afterwards, the sound behind him became louder and louder, and there was the vague sound of the Death Eaters searching for him—although they hadn't found Lockhart because they still needed a carpet search, their despair enveloped him more and more. In my heart, if it falls into the hands of the Death Eaters, he will definitely not survive this time after he made such a big deal last time—if Apparation hadn’t been banned in the Academy of Magic, Lockhart would have planned to take the risk of teleporting directly , he did not dare to teleport himself and the little girl across continents to other places, and if the distance was too close, he would have successfully escaped the catastrophe in front of him, but if the other party locates again, Lockhart feels that his own mental and physical strength It was also impossible for him to escape in front of the Death Eaters who could take turns to rest...
Now that the Death Eaters were already behind, Lockhart no longer concealed his movement, and ran with all his strength. Lockhart's heart was beating wildly, like a drum beating, and the branches scratched Lockhart's face and scratched his face. He took off his clothes, and the violent movement made the thorn on his arm make the wound bigger, and the blood burst out all at once, and Lockhart felt that his vision was blurred.
But suddenly, the woods in front of them also startled many birds—it seemed that the Death Eaters apparated directly to the front and surrounded them.
Lockhart wiped his forehead with hands covered in cold sweat and felt a sense of presence from the few remaining cactus thorns on it. He bit his lip and wiped the thorns off with a few rough strokes. The little girl who still didn't understand this situation smiled, put her finger on her lips and made a silent movement.
He slowed down his pace, looked left and right to observe the surrounding environment, tall jungles, low bushes, where there are places that are not easy to find and suitable for hiding, Lockhart anxiously searched for places to hide around , The sweat on the head continued to flow down. But there are either tall trees or low grass here. Do you want to hide in the grass?
The sound of "crackling" broken branches came faintly, and the voice of the Death Eater gradually became clearer. He clenched his teeth, and a green cactus forest came into Lockhart's eyes. His lips were bleeding from his own bite He carried Patricia on his back and quickly rushed to the green cactus jungle.
In front of the cactus jungle, he stopped suddenly, squatted down, and Patricia slid off his back, his hands supported Patricia's shoulders, and his disordered breathing made his voice soft And weak: "Little Patricia, I will hide you in the cactus bushes in a while, I have to deal with those bad guys before I come to you... But you know I have a bad sense of direction... If I never come back... .Then when you see the sun come up again, head towards the hilltop building, find those black uncles, and let them take you to England to find your mother..."
Patricia looked up to face him, her big eyes were also bloodshot due to the side effects of the Cruciatus Curse and the days of running away, her nose was also red, she sucked her nose hard, tears were hanging on her dirty little face.
"I don't want to be separated, let's hide together." The little girl said intermittently in a childish voice, "We will go back to England to find our mother together."
Patricia covered her face with her hands, wiping her tears and snot, and sobbed uncontrollably.
The expression on Gilderoy Lockhart's hideous face because of his bald head and blood stains became extremely gentle at this time. It was an expression that had never been seen by any of his previous fans in his previous world. He knelt down and stretched out his hands to stroke the little girl's tangled hair that hadn't been washed for a long time: "It's just a short separation. If I don't come back in time to find you, I will go to those big houses on the top of the mountain to find you in the end. I promised You, take you to see your mother."
"Will you really come back to me?"
"Gilderoy Lockhart never lied...wouldn't lie to you."
Patricia nodded sadly in agreement, then she threw herself on Lockhart who was squatting on the ground, kissed him quickly on the cheek, and then buried herself in Lockhart's arms and continued to sob.
"Patricia, if you accidentally get stabbed by a cactus, you must hold back, hide, no matter what you see or hear, don't move, don't make a sound. Wait until dawn and use this stick to stab the cactus." Open it..." Lockhart used his wand to dig a hole in the cactus bush, allowing the little girl to slip in, and then Lockhart waved his wand, and the cactus and prickly pear gradually covered the small hole.
But when it was about to completely cover the hole, Lockhart suddenly remembered that he reached out his hand and took out the crumpled manuscript from his pocket. The old man blushed and finally couldn't hold back and handed the book into the hole: "Patricia, if I come back late, remember to teach this book to those black uncles..."
"Okay." The little hand reached out from the hole to take the book, and the little girl's voice came, "Then don't come back late!"
"I'll try my best, remember not to make a sound!" Lockhart's gaze followed the movement of the book, and he murmured in a low voice: "This time, I'm really not a liar."
Immediately, Lockhart waved his wand, and the cacti and prickly pears completely sealed the opening of the hole, and he manually adjusted it to try to make no traces of the cacti that had actually been broken and would fall down as soon as they were pushed.
Lockhart stood up, and when he was about to leave, he heard the childish voice of the little girl from the cactus pile: "Lockhart."
Lockhart's head trembled slightly, and he turned his head: "Patricia, don't be afraid, I told you to keep quiet..."
"you are my hero."
The lips on Lockhart's pale face trembled slightly, and his lips were tightly closed. He put his hands on the cactus above the little girls' heads, and prayed to Merlin secretly, not caring about the pain caused by those thorns: If you really have any magical powers, Merlin, if you really have any powers, let your power protect this little guy so that he can climb to Waggadu and return to England!
The bald wizard didn't think about the possibility that he could escape from Ascension if he used Apparation now without taking anyone with him, because the Death Eaters who didn't find him would definitely continue to search for him before they got the news. The girl was bound to be found by them, and he was just running towards the spot in the forest directly in front of him, intending to show up on purpose to attract all the Death Eaters - the Death Eaters were targeting him, whether it was them or them His master wouldn't care about a little Muggle girl.
"Goodbye, Patricia." Lockhart responded softly. Tears had already welled up in his eyes, but on his face was a resolute expression of going forward without hesitation.