Chapter 205 Do You Also Want to Be as Strong as Me?

Professor McGonagall looked at Lockhart who fainted and was disappointed.

Although she usually thought that Lockhart was a vain and mediocre liar, she never thought that Lockhart, as a professor, could not even control a group of young wizards.

Professor McGonagall sighed and waved her wand to summon a basin of water to pour on Lockhart's face, trying to wake him up, but Lockhart remained motionless and did not react at all.

Ivan, who was watching from the sidelines, had a strange expression on his face and had some vague guesses.

Professor McGonagall's face darkened even more, but he didn't say anything. He directly used the floating spell to lift up some young wizards who were injured in the melee, and prepared to send them to the school hospital together.

But because there were too many injured people, Professor McGonagall turned his head and said to Ivan.

"You come and take the rest of the people, as well as Professor Lockhart!"

Ivan nodded and used the floating spell simultaneously to transport the remaining people away.

"As for you!" Before leaving, McGonagall looked at the Gryffindor little wizards, pointed at the messy field around them, and said again.

"I'll give you one hour to clean everything up here! And you're not allowed to use cleaning magic!"

Wood and others were already worried about the points deduction, but now they heard that such a large stadium could be cleaned up within an hour without using magic, and there was a sudden burst of wailing.

George and Fred were about to collapse.

They knew very well that the big excrement eggs they made not only smelled bad, but were also difficult to remove. They couldn't get rid of them in such a short period of time.

But Professor McGonagall doesn't care about this. If she doesn't see a clean court when she comes back, it won't just be such a simple punishment.

The little snakes in Slytherin House didn't have it easy either, because McGonagall ordered them to stay and clean the house equally.

As for how many house points Slytherin will be deducted for this brawl, it will be decided by their Dean Snape.

Ivan was somewhat lucky, because he didn't have to stay to clean up the big excrement eggs on the floor, but could follow Professor McGonagall to transport injured students who were inconvenient to move to the school hospital.

In the school hospital, Madam Pomfrey had just settled a patient. She turned around and saw seven or eight little wizards coming in with Ivan and McGonagall using levitating spells. Lockhart was floating in front. It is even more conspicuous.

"Oh my God, what happened? Was there an attack on campus? Even Professor Lockhart was injured?" Madam Pomfrey rushed over and directed Ivan to put the patient on the free bed. .

"No, it was just a fight between a group of students watching the game. As for Professor Lockhart, he might just be tired and want to take a rest." Professor McGonagall shook her head.

Madam Pomfrey, who is good at healing, naturally quickly noticed that Lockhart was pretending to be unconscious, and immediately looked at Lockhart lying on the hospital bed with disdain.

Then she stepped forward to check the wounds of several young wizards, and found that they were all superficial wounds that could be treated with simple healing spells. Madam Pomfrey breathed a sigh of relief.

"Madam Pomfrey, where is Harry?" Ivan asked aloud.

"I have almost taken care of Potter's injuries, but he is still in a coma. I think he will wake up after sleeping for a long time." Madam Pomfrey explained gently, and then went to deal with other people's injuries. .

Professor McGonagall didn't stay long. After sending the little wizards with limited mobility to the school hospital, he turned around and left without even calling Ivan.

She may think that Ivan wants to spend time with his friends here

Ivan walked to Harry's hospital bed and looked at Harry who was still unconscious. He felt that Dobby was really cruel.

If the rampaging Bludgers and Quaffles had strayed further, they might have hit their heads directly.

However, as a house elf, Dobby is able to freely use magic similar to Apparition in Hogwarts, so it is not easy to catch him.

Let Dumbledore worry about it

Ivan shook his head, feeling that after this attack, Dumbledore would definitely talk to Harry. By then, the old principal would know that a house elf was causing trouble in the school, and he wouldn't need to worry about it.

Just as Ivan was about to leave, Lockhart, who was lying on the bed next to him, slowly "woke up" while holding his head.

"What's wrong with me? How come I'm in the school hospital? Hals, can you tell me what happened just now?" Lockhart asked blankly.

Ivan paused and watched the other party's performance quietly.

However, Ivan did not expect that Lockhart would "wake up" at this time. He kept guessing the reason in his heart and replied freely.

"Professor Lockhart, you must have been knocked unconscious on the court before."

"Is that so?" Lockhart looked like he suddenly understood, but kept staring at the ring and bracelet on Ivan's hand, and asked casually.

"I just saw you cast the Iron Armor Curse on the Quidditch field without casting a spell. Is it because you have some magic items in your hand?"

Ivan looked at Lockhart playfully, vaguely understanding what he wanted from him, and said directly.

"Yes, I spent a lot of precious materials to make these magic props. For example, this protective ring only needs to input magic power to instantly cast a magic similar to the Iron Armor Curse."

Ivan kept explaining to Lockhart the efficacy of the protective ring.

Hearing this made Lockhart's heart beat wildly. The chaos on the Quidditch pitch this time could be said to have made him lose face.

Now Lockhart urgently needs to do something to restore his reputation. For example, show your "extraordinary" strength in public

However, Lockhart still has some self-awareness, knowing that he has been focusing on gaining fame and glory over the years, and has neglected the practice of magic.

So much so that when I needed to use magic, I realized that even casting a few simple spells might make mistakes and go berserk.

At such a level, let alone proving one's strength, it would be difficult not to make a fool of oneself.

So when Lockhart saw Ivan using magic props to steal the show on the Quidditch field, he immediately had some ideas.

"How about it? Professor, do you want to buy a protective ring? I can help you make a luxurious gold-inlaid version," Ivan said seductively.

In Ivan's mind, Lockhart is the richest among the rich.

Not to mention anything else, just from the best-selling books that Lockhart forced all students to sell when he took up the post of Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, he could earn tens of thousands of gold galleons.

This ability to steal wealth is simply explosive!