Chapter 164 Lockhart Gets Beaten (Modified)

"Okay, Allen, please turn your back to me." Gilderoy had to cooperate with Allen to continue the class.

For other little wizards, it is a different kind of comedy effect to see Allen, who usually seems gentle but also slightly arrogant, play a dull-witted troll.

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

The stick was as thick as a child's arms and looked heavy.

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

Quirrell was good at dealing with trolls... Hearing Gilderoy's soft footsteps, Allen tightened his grip on the stick.

Gilderoy raised his wand, seemingly trying to remove the stick from Allen's hand.

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

"Lockhart really put a spell on Alan!" Edward exclaimed.

"It should be a disarming spell, right? After all, the wooden stick in Allen's hand is very threatening."

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

"His lips moved, but I didn't hear it clearly. What other spells can be used to deal with the troll?"

The little wizards didn't know what spell Lockhart cast, but Alan heard it clearly. He was also surprised by the other party's behavior, "But he actually dared to cast the Forgetting Curse in public. He was really brave."

"Oh, of course, Allen, you can use the wooden stick. After all, the wooden stick is the weapon of the troll. However, I will not give you the opportunity to use the wooden stick." Gilderoy was very upset when he saw that he missed the blow. surprise.

This was the first time in his history that he had cast a forgetting spell on someone from behind, only to have it fail.

Allen turned around again, facing away from Gilderoy. Gilderoy changed his strategy. He gave up using magic spells and decided to defeat Allen by relying on the fact that he was an adult and his size and strength were far superior to that of the twelve-year-old wizard.

Just when Gilderoy cautiously walked up behind Allen, raised his arms, and tried to twist Allen down, Allen suddenly turned around, grabbed Lockhart's collar, and held down his head. Turn him face down.

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

In this way, Allen pushed Gilderoy roughly, 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 shocked, and no one stopped Alan. In fact, many boys like to see Lockhart in such a mess. As for the girls, they are now also struggling with the question of which side to take - whether it is Alan of the same age or the veteran idol Lockhart.

Allen held down Lockhart, whose face was already bruised, and walked through three corners before returning to the podium. Allen suddenly let go and put Lockhart down, shouting: "Let's go!"

Allen looked in the right direction, and like an athlete about to take a last-minute shot, he kicked Lockhart and rolled forward, directly outside the classroom door.

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

Some soft-hearted little witches finally couldn't help but ran out of the door and helped Lockhart back.

By the time Lockhart got up and regained consciousness, he felt numb all over and blood was flowing out of his nose.

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

"Sorry, Professor, I was too caught up in the drama. But the troll should be much more powerful than me, right? I haven't used the wooden stick yet." Allen seemed to apologize sincerely.

Lockhart shrank back involuntarily. Without the stick, his face was reduced to a ragged carpet. How could it kill him with the stick?

But Lockhart is Lockhart after all. At least, in terms of thickness of face, almost no one can match him.

Lockhart arranged his clothes and hair, and said calmly: "Of course, Alan, I am just demonstrating to everyone that it is not easy to subdue the troll. I also paid a certain price to do so." Let the troll be convinced by me!"

Seeing that Allen was still opening his mouth and seemed very interested in continuing the demonstration, Lockhart quickly opened his mouth to end this one-sided 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 being cute. This made many little wizards couldn't bear to look at it, and UU Reading www.uukanshu.net couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Amidst the laughter, Lockhart seemed to be encouraged, and he continued: "Pleasant, there is nothing more satisfying than subduing a giant monster! If there is, it must be-"

He drawled, trying to attract the attention of the little wizards. He succeeded!

Everyone stared at him with sharp eyes.

"Before class, I received a letter from Rita Skeeter, the chief reporter of the Daily Prophet. She was very humble and discerning and wanted to do an exclusive interview for me. What a classy witch!" Lockhart was in high spirits and looked very proud.

This gave everyone the illusion that it was not him who was beaten all over the floor by Allen just now!

"I'll make you happy for a while." Allen mocked as he watched Lockhart boasting in front of a group of young wizards.

At night, Alan sends 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 it away, please report truthfully about Gilderoy Lockhart, an old man who is good at forgetting spells and taking other people's achievements as his own." fraud."

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

Late at night, Allen received a reply from the owl, a simple four-word message: "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 interviewed in the Daily Prophet.

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