Archaeologists at Hogwarts

Chapter 142 Has it finally begun?

The classroom suddenly became chaotic.

The mummy rooster escaped from the cage like a madman, clucking and rushing towards the students - this frightened them all, no one wanted to stay in the seat obediently, waiting for the only brave one to stand up After Wei was pecked and screamed, no one dared to step forward to stop it—the rooster turned into a mummy was countless times more terrifying than the half-dead one before, jumping up and down so fast that it was impossible to see clearly.

"Hurry up and get him back!"

Harry grabbed the terrified Ron and rushed over. Hermione took cover behind them and cast the Freezing Charm again. Thanks to a lucky spell that hit the mummy rooster, they had the opportunity to put The bulging Neville was dragged back. At this time, his body was covered with fragments of bandages, and he kept yelling, "Don't come here!"

Then they hurried to the back of the classroom. Everyone was leaning against the cold and thick wall. The mummy rooster finally returned to normal. It stared straight at the huddled students, opened its teeth and claws, and flew away again. stand up.

The students scattered to the surroundings in a panic, and the low voices of clucking seemed to turn into a death-defying bell. No matter where they appeared, there would be screams.

"It can't go on like this."

Harry glanced at Professor Highmore and Mr. Al, who were motionless, and he discussed with several others: "It's just a rooster, we must have a way to beat it."

Neville hugged the bulging back of his head with both hands: "But it's so fast, even with a wand, it can't hit it."

Ron looked in the direction of the gate and the mummy rooster that was raging, respectively. He swallowed and said, "I think it's better to find a way to escape from the classroom."

Harry also became anxious. He couldn't help complaining about Lockhart. If it weren't for the elf in the previous class, Professor Highmore might not have thought of teaching the class in this way.

At this time, the mummy cock was targeting the Gryffindor girls, Parvati Patil and Lavender Brown both suffered, and I don't know if it was an illusion, Harry always felt that the speed of the mummy cock It is getting faster and faster, and the mask on the face is getting closer, and it seems to be changing in a more terrifying direction.

"We can't wait any longer!" Harry quickly reminded, "If we continue—hey!"

Hermione, who was standing next to him, suddenly rushed out, grabbing a chair at random in her hand, holding it above her head, running faster and faster, her face flushed with excitement and fear: "Ah Ahhh——!"

"boom!"

The chair was smashed hard on the mummy rooster, and they flew out together, motionless.

The whole classroom suddenly fell silent, as if a switch had been pressed to stop the noise.

Hermione gasped heavily, her long brown hair was in front of her eyes, she stood there for a while, then stretched out her arms, as if she was imitating Professor Higher's way of flicking her messy hair behind her head, yes The two people standing in front of them asked eagerly, "Are you alright?"

Parvati Patil nodded blankly, and she looked at Hermione who suddenly appeared with the eyes of a hero.

As for Lavender Brown, she threw herself into Hermione's arms and vented her heart: "Ah—it's so scary, it scared me to death."

Hermione reached out and patted her on the back hesitantly, her movements looked very unskilled.

Harry looked left at Neville, right at Ron, and all three of them grew ashamed.

But Harry also sensed something was wrong—Professor Highmore hadn't spoken. Normally, shouldn't he be adding points to Hermione now?

"Look at it!"

Dean Thomas broke the silence. He stretched out a trembling finger. The students looked in the direction he was pointing, and found that the mummy rooster kicked its legs a few times before standing up again unscathed.

It wasn't just someone who whispered, "Oops."

Not only was it bad, the mummy rooster was much more vicious than before, and its speed was much faster. In the blink of an eye, several people covered the bulge on their heads at the same time.

This time they couldn't deal with the mummy rooster anymore, it was much tougher than the elf, flying around like a sharp arrow from a bow.

"careful!"

Harry screamed, watching the mummy rooster appear in front of Ron, Ron was so frightened that he couldn't react at all.

At this moment, Al suddenly appeared between the two, holding the small silver shovel in his hand, swung it violently, and hit the head of the mummy rooster, making a toothache Metal clanging.

In the shocked sight of the students, the mummy rooster flew upside down and embedded itself into the blackboard on the other side of the classroom, but the strange thing was that it hadn't died yet and was about to break free.

At this time, a big hand grabbed the rooster's neck and pulled it out forcefully, while the other hand covered the rooster's face, grasping the pharaoh's mask that was getting tighter and tighter, and clucking and screaming louder and louder. With a pull, the mask is completely pulled off.

At the same time, the cloth strips on the rooster also came off and retracted into the mask, where it was hidden.

Toby held the pharaoh's mask back to its original size with one hand, and grabbed the rooster's neck with the other hand and shook it back and forth, finding that it was still breathing.

“Should still be able to use a few classes”

Then he turned around, glanced at the pale faces, and said to the students: "This is the end of the first test, and you have 10 minutes to deal with the injuries, and then we will start the second test-in the sheepskin. Write down the oddities of what you see in the pharaoh's mask - oh yes, and, Mr Potter, and Miss Granger, you each earned ten points for Gryffindor House."

Al had already started distributing bottles of potions to the students, obviously prepared in advance.

While stuffing the rooster back into the cage, Toby explained: "It's white fresh essence, which can treat almost all skin wounds, and it's enough for you to use. And it's very convenient to use, especially in the process of archaeology." , this is almost my most commonly used potion."

Harry obediently returned to his seat, and grinning his teeth, he accepted Hermione's "treatment"—smearing white cream on the punctured area.

During this process, Ron on the side exchanged a look with him silently.Not only them, but all the students below had an idea in their hearts at the same time—finally, is the ancient magic class officially integrated into the healer's course content?
It's only been a year, and Professor Haimer couldn't help but reveal his ambition to change the ancient magic class into an archeology class?
And turn them all into scarred archaeologists?

(End of this chapter)