Spell Players at Hogwarts

"The black tiger takes out the heart! The raptor swings its tail!"

"The bear hugged the tree... uh, I don't know what happened!"

"Sir Weasley!"

"Malfoy Yakuza!"

How should humans vent accumulated emotions?

You definitely deserve a hearty battle.

Sometimes, it is so difficult to find an opponent who is not responsible. Attack with all your strength, leaving no regrets, killing every move, and novices pecking each other!

In this society where a slap costs hundreds of galleons, both Malfoy and Weasley have their own special value.

This is probably like Cedric. After all, a punching bag that can keep up with him and has no ability to resist is really precious.

After selectively ignoring some unethical sneak attacks, Lynch nodded happily.

It is indeed not too much to have Cedric take [-]% of the credit for his transformation technique.

The communication between the older generation is much more measured than that of minors like them. As a wizard, as long as you don't use the wand, no one cares whether you are beaten to death.

But he came back a little late. After finalizing the price with Bo Jin and calling Brian to pick up the goods, Lynch and Flinda quickly left the shopping street lined with high-quality imitation goods. , for fear of missing the inheritance handover ceremony of an unknown old senior.

But now it seems...

"How long have you been playing?" Lin Qi quietly asked his dumplings after returning to the team.

Hermione looked very excited, and the little girl's face turned red with joy and cheer.

The situation above really doesn’t fit the setting of a little girl’s pinching!

"It's been 10 minutes!" Hermione rolled her eyes at Lynch, apparently dissatisfied with someone interrupting her interest.

"They don't have the physical strength to prick Merlin's pants."

Lynch nodded and then pretended to glance around casually.

Apart from some potion ingredients and new school robes, Lynch didn't even see a book.

"Lucius changed his mind?"

Lynch thought secretly, feeling dissatisfied with Malfoy's repeated behavior for the first time.

Dobby's appearance at the Dursley's house proves that Lucius has already had the idea of ​​using this so-called secret room key, but now...

Did they meet a little early so that Lucius didn't have a chance?

Lynch fell into deep thought. After all, the meeting at Flourish and Blotts Bookstore had been arranged long ago, but his own whim ruined this wonderful fate.

This is really...

Ha, as expected of me!

"Look, the head is raised again!"

"He must be thinking of something outrageous."

“Then end by praising yourself.”

Hermione and Flinda's eyes were electric. Although they didn't know how Meadows tamed the two little witches, when it came to controlling Lynch's ideas, the two little witches now had their own unique methods.

After completing the short exchange, a one-on-one battle between men that lasted for more than ten minutes finally came to an end.

For this kind of high-intensity confrontation, a large amount of dopamine secreted will bring the body's state to an unprecedented height, and similarly, in the case of excessive scheduling, the consumption of human physical energy will also become extremely terrifying.

Normal people can't even last three minutes under an emotional confrontation.

10 minutes is already incredible for two middle-aged men with children. What's more, judging from the intensity of the battle, each battle has allowed the other party to sum up the most suitable moves. Although the confrontation The performance has improved, but the consumption has also shortened the confrontation time again.

Feel it, the feeling that your chest is about to explode.

Lynch felt that Dumbledore should come over and have a good experience. Maybe this kind of passionate sport can help the old principal regain a little bit of his youthful state?

Even though the old principal is over 110 years old, when it comes to physical strength, Charlie, Cedric and the like are his younger brothers.

Finally, after the showdown was over, the two old men unanimously chose the most primitive way of collision.

Lucius's coat had been stripped off and was being trampled under the feet of the onlookers. Arthur's shirt also had several tears. If he read correctly, there were several bloody teeth marks on it.

What amazed Lynch even more was the hair on the ground, which was red and light golden. God knows why two old men had such an attribute of hair removal.

"Happy must have something to say if he's here."

Hermione, as the second-in-command, took over the right to speak. After all, she had watched Happy grow up, and the hair that fell from Happy could be used to knit a wig for Mr. Weasley... ...Well, a very dense one.

"Bah~"

After the two separated, Lucius vomited a mouthful of blood. Compared with Mr. Weasley's loss of hair last year, this year was even more tragic.

"Why, you don't dare to spit your teeth out?" Mr. Weasley looked up at Lucius with his panda eyes and henhouse-like hair. For this reason, Mr. Weasley also made a plan to tell Lucius. Professor Pu decided to follow suit.

The only pity is that the potion destroyed most of Professor Snape's hair follicles, which is considered a semi-permanent technique.

"Bah, pig-like Weasley, sooner or later you..."

Before Lucius finished speaking, beyond the figure of Mr. Weasley, the boy leading the two little witches looked particularly awkward surrounded by red hair.

"You guys, wait for me, Draco!"

Lucius panicked and grabbed Draco, but at this time, Xiao De had just pulled out his father's clothes from the soles of a group of melon-eating people.

"Huh? Is this the end?"

"I saw on the forum that this boxing championship tournament has already started. I ran out of the tavern before I even finished playing my cards. Is this the result?"

"Yeah, it's only 10 minutes, so short and weak!"

Several customers who were still holding table cards couldn't help but talk, and the clerk next to them was also quite regretful.

"Mr. Malfoy, Mr. Malfoy, don't leave. Young Master Malfoy hasn't bought his book yet!"

"Mr. Malfoy, Flourish and Blott's VIP, the internationally renowned wizard Mr. Lockhart's autograph session, do you really not want to consider it?"

The clerk at Flourish and Blotts tried his best to persuade him to stay, but Lucius looked impatient.

"What Lockhart or something, what does he do?"

Lucius impatiently pushed away the people who were blocking him, but the comment about Lockhart exploded in the crowd like a bomb.

Suddenly, Lynch realized that this place was not far from Flourish and Blotts Bookstore. As we all know, Lockhart also had a hidden identity as the Friends of Middle-aged and Elderly Women...right?

Lynch looked uncertainly at the vacant seat next to him, and almost instantly, Aunt Molly rushed out like an old hen.

No one can insult the great Lord Lockhart.

In an instant, the originally not dense circle turned into three layers inside and three outside, with colorful clothes, colorful hats, and colorful people.

Draco was almost stunned. He didn't understand what was going on. He could only tremble and pull Lucius's trouser legs, hugging Lucius's clothes and his old father like bananas in the wind and rain... Part [-] The minions.

"Draco... he's so pathetic."

Harry couldn't help but sigh, and for a moment Lynch could hardly believe his ears.

"Are you talking to Draco?"

"Um...what's wrong?" Harry raised his head in confusion, "Aren't we classmates? Although Draco always doesn't get along well with me, I know it's because of Ron."

"Don't get involved with me!" Ron waved his hand quickly. "I have no interest in defeating my opponent!"

Ron took a step back rationally, but after thinking about it, he walked back.

"But Draco is really pitiful."

Ron nodded and let out a victor's sigh.

This made Lynch feel very confused. After all, when this most impossible change appeared in front of him, Christopher...

This makes the great Lord Christopher look very dumb!

"This..." Lin Qi opened his mouth. "Surprised Draco didn't give you any trouble?"

"Trouble?" Harry turned around and looked at Ron and Hermione, "What kind of trouble is he looking for trouble too?"

"I don't know. Anyway, I know that this kid was sent flying more than three meters away by Hermione's spell."

Lynch:?

"I'm teaching him how to be eloquent!" Hermione wrinkled her nose and snorted, and Lynch couldn't help but feel a little silent.

"He troubled you?"

"No, it's with Ron." Hermione sighed, "I think it's a matter of family environment. You should know."

"I think so too." Harry said seriously, "We can't get angry at Draco just because of how his father is, not to mention he can't beat us."

"There is absolutely no connection between the two." Lynch rolled his eyes. Although things unfolded in a completely different way,... this seemed very interesting.

The parents of the two families were mortal enemies, and the younger generations came together for various strange reasons.

Based on the basic national conditions of the Republic of China, even if it is written into a book, it will be very interesting.

"Okay, then Harry...are you willing to rescue Draco?"

Lin Qi looked at the crowd that had no space at all, and could vaguely hear two angry and friendly voices.

"Me?" Harry swallowed, "Can I?"

"You are the saint Potter!" Lynch patted Harry on the shoulder and gave Harry a "little brother, I think highly of you" look. As for why it's not Ron... Fourteen inches Lynch didn't want to speak.

……

Today is a very important day for Lockhart. In the past, Lockhart was just a wizard who wrote books...and was a wizard with outstanding abilities.

It sounds great, right? But in the UK, who doesn’t know about the three mountains of the wizarding world?

Dumbledore, Dumbledore and Dumbledore.

Before there were any bonuses, Lockhart was at best a little famous.

But after today, today is different.

I am Gilderoy Lockhart, recipient of the Order of Merlin [-]rd Class, winner of sixteen Best Smile Awards, and... Defense Against the Dark Arts Professor at Hogwarts!

what does this mean?

The high-end halls of the magic world of the United States opened the door for him Lockhart, and even if he worked hard, it would not be difficult to enter the Ministry of Magic and seek a good position with a rich supply of galleons.

If he does it, even if he is the Minister of Magic, Lockhart can't... hmm?

This was Lord Lockhart's entire plan.

In the country of Yu, if you don't achieve any results in school, you don't know how difficult it will be after you get out.

With no recommendation letters from professors, no family influence, and no outside aid, all he could find as soon as he left school were some ordinary jobs and earn an ordinary salary to live an ordinary life.

Even if your magic is exquisite, Galleons will not line up to pop into your pocket. On the contrary, if you want to obtain more exquisite magic, even the simplest improved cleaning spell, you will have to pay a lot of Galleons.

What's more, who is Lord Lockhart?

The man of the hour in Hogwarts, the genius star of Ravenclaw, and even the historical records of love letters received by individual Hogwarts personnel belong to him, Lord Lockhart.

Of course, Lord Lockhart would not pay attention to such a trivial matter. After all, the female ghost of Wan Lun Festival seems to be like this too.

Is it so charming that Lord Lockhart has no place for him after graduation, and he can only work as an inconspicuous salesperson at Flourish and Blotts Bookstore?

Look at the witches watching, how cruel it would be to lose the news of Lord Lockhart!

For the sake of the witches and the future of the magical world, Lord Lockhart must stand up again.

Travel, write a book, turn all your adventures into stories, and even improve the cleaning spell can be turned into a very thin book.

This made Lord Lockhart become slightly famous, but the threshold of the upper class in the country was so solid and stingy.

But none of that matters anymore.

The third-level Order of Merlin brings an opportunity, and becoming a professor at Hogwarts is the moment that determines victory or defeat.

There are also designated Defense Against the Dark Arts textbooks, and Galleons can be earned while increasing the popularity. It can be said that the importance of today's autograph session is no less than the raging flames at Père Lachaise Cemetery.

For this purpose, he even found many reporters from the Daily Prophet. As long as there were many people and then announced the news, the upper echelons of the magic world in the country would open the door to him, Lord Lockhart.

However, it has been more than ten minutes, why is there no one there?

Sitting behind the autograph table, Lockhart felt that his white teeth were a little dry.

In the years since leaving the country, the atmosphere of the people of the country has... no longer has any value in saving it?

"None of them buy books?"

Lockhart rubbed his stiff cheeks and looked at the old wizard who was leaning next to him with a camera attached and frowning as he browsed the forum.

"Who has the time to look at you now?" The old wizard rolled his eyes. For him, celebrities are just personal names, aren't they?

"Can you take a break first? There's no one around anyway, so I can go out and take a few pictures to work on my performance?"