Chapter 130 Strong Defeat

Dead?

'Professor Lockhart' stared intently, waiting for the smoke to dissipate.

A huge snake head gradually became clear in the smoke, chewing something with its mouth open, and suddenly hissed, and the snake's eyes showed a bit of anger!

"Not dead?!" 'Professor Lockhart' was suddenly startled, and a larger barrier surrounded his entire body.

A shadow in mid-air passed through the smoke and disappeared in an instant. Then a ray of light flickered in that direction, and a dark spear suddenly came with a terrifying speed!

Buzz! ! ! As soon as the black spear collided with the black barrier, fire suddenly burst out, and a loud noise made 'Professor Lockhart's ears ring.

He saw a figure in the distance who seemed to be holding a magic wand, pointing it at him again. His eyelids jumped immediately, and then he quickly rolled and jumped away from the place.

boom! ! The tip of the black spear suddenly flashed with cold light, shattering the black barrier with a pop! Pierced through the body of 'Professor Lockhart' who was about to escape!

The pierced body of 'Professor Lockhart' suddenly shook, and countless black mist suddenly shattered and fell to the ground!

"This is?"

He stared blankly at the spear on his chest, showing a bit of confusion. Then a light flickered in his arms, and black mist enveloped his body, and his expression became cold again.

'Professor Lockhart' stared at the figure in the distance with a stern look, blood flowing from the corner of his mouth.

"I will come to you when I recover, vampire wizard."

His cold voice fell, and his body turned into countless black mist and flew away!

The black spear lost its support and fell to the ground, turning into a deformed iron cabinet.

The giant basilisk also roared, as if it had heard the order, and disappeared in the school hospital.

"The object possessed this time is actually Professor Lockhart." Meka Anders glanced at the direction in which the black mist left.

Even though he didn't see the other person's face hidden by the hood, he guessed the other person's current 'identity'.

After all, in Hogwarts, there is the magic power of an adult wizard, but the magic foundation is very weak. The only one who can be controlled by the ghost of the mysterious man who is now weak is Professor Lockhart.

Meka thought, and looked down at the movement traces left by the basilisk. He smiled. The smell of 'silk berries' still lingered where the basilisk passed.

Although this smell is very light, it is better because it can linger on the living creatures. As far as Meka knows, this smell can last for up to a month.

Because of this, he came to the school hospital based on this smell and stopped Professor Lockhart's behavior. Later, it was also because of this smell that he knew that the basilisk was approaching and took shelter in time.

Meka then re-entered the ward and checked the petrified human bodies in the corner. He found that none of these 'stone statues' had any damaged parts, and he was relieved:

"Fortunately, it's okay."

Meka cast a spell and quickly restored the ward to its original state. When he turned into a purple-eyed bat and left, he heard footsteps not far away.

Someone is coming.

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In the silent corridor, Professor McGonagall suddenly came to the school hospital. With a look of surprise on her face, she saw Professor Lockhart lying on the ground.

At this time, the ground was full of holes, and the wall tiles were broken. It seemed that he had experienced a fierce fighting. Professor Lockhart fell against the wall, bleeding from the corner of his mouth, and his clothes were covered with dust, looking very embarrassed.

"Oh my God! What happened?" Professor McGonagall's face became solemn, and he quickly stepped forward to help Lockhart up. "Professor Lockhart, are you okay?"

Professor Lockhart seemed to be waking up from a dream. He opened his eyes and was startled for a moment. Then he glanced at Professor McGonagall in a daze before speaking:

"Professor McGonagall, you are finally here."

Professor McGonagall asked hurriedly: "Professor Lockhart, what exactly happened here?"

Professor Lockhart smiled, his face a little pale: "While I was keeping vigil, there was..."

Halfway through his words, he suddenly coughed, and another stream of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

Professor McGonagall quickly patted him on the back with a worried look on his face:

"Professor Lockhart, it seems to me that you are seriously injured. Why don't you let Madam Pomfrey treat you first?"

Professor Lockhart waved his hand and smiled, but because of his pale face, the smile was not as bright as usual.

"I'm fine. I just fought with the scary monster that came. It doesn't matter if I get hurt."

"Monster?" Professor McGonagall looked startled, then raised his head and glanced at the ward not far away, and his expression suddenly changed:

"The children in the ward..."

She was about to get up and rush to the ward, but she was held back by Professor Lockhart. He smiled:

"Professor McGonagall, I defeated the monsters and they are all fine."

Seeing that he seemed confident, Professor McGonagall hesitated and said:

"Are you sure...the children are okay?"

"It's okay!" Professor Lockhart coughed and smiled again,

"I looked at them before they fell into coma. They were all lying on the hospital bed without any accidents."

Professor McGonagall finally breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good..."

She then asked: "Did you see what the monster looked like?"

Professor Lockhart nodded and responded with a smile: "It's a big snake. I didn't pay attention to the specific shape. It was too dangerous just now."

He told the story of how he stopped the monster from invading the ward, and at the end he even added fuel to the fire, smiling brightly:

"Fortunately, I'm keeping vigil tonight. If it had been anyone else who came here, they might have really succeeded."

Professor McGonagall looked at his "careless" appearance, and was full of doubts in her heart, and she doubted his ability.

However, she looked at the various unusual traces on the ground, which did look like traces left by some huge monster. She frowned, and finally chose to believe this person.

Professor McGonagall smiled and praised:

"Anyway, thanks to you tonight."

Professor Lockhart smiled and waved his hand, seeming a little proud.

"It should be, this is my duty as the professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts."

Not long after, Madam Pomfrey was called by Professor McGonagall to examine Professor Lockhart.

Professor Lockhart declined and said that he was fine.

But Madam Pomfrey insisted on examining him, feeding him several potions, and then let him go back to rest. Before leaving, she also told him that if there were any problems in the future, he must go to the school hospital to find her for examination and treatment.

Walking on the spacious road, Professor Lockhart's eyes suddenly became misty.

He lifted up his shirt and looked at his chest. The originally fair and smooth skin suddenly turned red, blood flowed out, and then the skin collapsed, revealing a blood hole that was wriggling and growing.

He looked at this scene, and his face gradually became gloomy.

If he had not turned into black mist in time and cast some kind of magic to heal, I am afraid that the shot with great force would have completely damaged his body.

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