Hogwarts: The Drugged Lord, Enemy Of Wizards

Hogwarts dueling arena.

When receiving the news from Filch, Professor McGonagall could hardly believe his ears.

However, when she arrived here at the fastest speed in her life, what immediately caught her eye was the two protagonists of the farce that Filch mentioned.

"Professor McGonagall, I have something to say...Gryffindor College has been really uneasy recently. First, the first transfer student since the founding of Hogwarts was born."

"A traitor who gave up his family name, now, haha.

"He openly questioned his professor, and dared to use his wand in front of the entire classroom of young wizards. Such a provocative person... I think Professor Romon will not let this guy go easily."

"Of course, if he survives Professor Lockhart's hands."

Filch's sarcasm and ridicule attracted a cold warning look from Professor McGonagall.

Ignoring this annoying guy, Professor McGonagall didn't care about anything else.

Even after passing through the young wizards from various colleges who were watching the excitement, they appeared at the duel venue.

"Stop it! That's enough! Percy Weasley, you are once again refreshing my understanding of your lower limit! I said, stop it immediately!"

Professor McGonagall looked extremely ugly.

However, Percy Weasley, who was already standing in the field at this moment, only hesitated for a moment.

Without hesitation, 660 slowly shook his head under the gaze of Professor McGonagall's livid face.

"No, Professor McGonagall, I'm sorry to make you angry, but please believe me this time. This time I must be right. Gilderoy Lockhart is a complete liar. His so-called adventures and so-called wizarding abilities are nothing." It’s false!”

"He deceived the Ministry of Magic, deceived the school board, and came to Hogwarts to teach just for the so-called fame!"

Percy Weasley's voice was not quiet, and he even sounded so confident.

After hearing the other party's certain and firm suspicion, the little wizards watching the excitement couldn't help but turn their attention to the other protagonist in the scene.

Just like a fan meeting, I didn't feel the slightest discomfort with the suspicious and strange looks around me.

Wearing his signature smile, Lockhart is dressed to the nines and even sports a rather dashing rainbow-colored one-shoulder cape.

The confusion on everyone's faces couldn't help but get thicker.

This kind of behavior is not what Percy Weasley said should be the reaction of a liar.

If the other party is really a liar, then you should at least act nervous now.

"Enough! Percy Weasley, your current behavior, even if you are expelled from Hogwarts, there will be no problem. I will give you one last chance!"

"Immediately apologize to Professor Lockhart, and honestly accept the punishment you are about to receive..."

However, McGonagall wasn't done yet.

Percy Weasley interrupted the opponent resolutely.

"Sorry, Professor McGonagall, I don't think I was wrong!"

It is better to say that he thinks he is not wrong, but between Professor McGonagall and Dumbledore, Percy Weasley is deeply influenced by his parents and has created an image of a saint for Dumbledore in his mind.

Dumbledore's authority was chosen without hesitation.

With that said, Percy Weasley ignored the extremely ugly look from Professor McGonagall outside the court, waved his hand, and made a standard wizard duel etiquette towards Lockhart in front of him.

Seeing this, Lockhart also smiled slightly.

He gracefully made the same gesture, and at this moment, a familiar magic barrier suddenly surrounded the duel field where the two of them were.

The alchemy golem who served as the referee calmly announced the start of the duel.

And at the moment when this sound came out.

A majestic flame suddenly rose from Percy Weasley's body. The billowing fire wave was accompanied by waves of jasmine rolling, and instantly turned into a flame tornado and headed towards Luhart.

"[Burning Fire·Eye of Vulcan]! If you don't want to die, surrender immediately! Hypocritical liar!"

Percy Weasley yelled.

However, the moment she saw the spell cast by the other party, Professor McGonagall's pupils shrank instantly. Such a familiar routine and style made her think of a certain existence almost instantly (cgfd).

However, even though he was also shocked by the sudden burst of strength from Percy Weasley, the guy who was removed as Gryffindor prefect last year.

Lockhart's face was still stunned for a short time, but he regained the composure that an artist should have.

He waved the wand gently in his hand, like a conductor of an orchestra, and murmured something.

Everyone present was familiar with the words.

"Percy Weasley, magic is the art of freedom, and today, I will repay evil with kindness."

"Please enjoy a scene of real art..."

"[Memory Flash·A Year with the Tibetan Snowman]"

"Ouch!"

Almost at the moment when the spell was released, a roar as dull and deafening as the sound of an ancient bugle, with billowing pale snowflakes, instantly erupted from the tip of the wand in Lockhart's hand.

Expand, flash out.

A huge icicle was held in his hand. Under the flying white hair, a pair of scarlet bloodthirsty eyes instantly frightened all the little wizards in the room, even a person like Professor McGonagall.

All the bodies were shaken.

The top floor of the Palace of Truth.

Seeing this scene on Wednesday, everyone couldn't help but open their red lips in surprise.

"Are you really generous enough to give him such a summoning spell?"

Hearing this, he sat on the sofa and saw in his peripheral vision that the snow monster "summoned" by Lockhart had easily shattered the flame tornado in an instant, scaring Percy Weasley so much that he tried to avoid it.

But he smiled slightly.

"Summoning Spell? No, no, no, this guy was able to pass the Summoning Spell test only because I gave him the answer. Apart from some basic spells and memory spells... ....

"That was a disaster."

Elizabeth, who was holding one of Romon's arms and taking advantage of Romon like a rogue, seemed to understand something.

As soon as the movement stopped, his mouth opened wide in surprise.

"In other words, that is your improved memory spell? Hiss, has that guy really been to so many places and had so many adventures?"

However, Wednesday on the side did frown.

Obviously, the ice-smart Miss Wednesday had noticed something was wrong. Romon smiled slightly.

"Memory flash is indeed a magic spell that briefly manifests things in memory through magic power, but it has a very big flaw..."

"You can't use it on people who don't have it in your memory.

Romon said, looking out the window, into the dueling arena where magic was surging.

There was some glint of admiration in his eyes.

"To a certain extent, our classmate Lockhart is really a genius... He can not only deceive others, he can even deceive himself perfectly.