[HP] Walk in Thorns and Flowers

Kristall had expected Stan to say more.But the young guy didn't seem to intend to do so, he snapped his fingers in Christo's ear: "Good girl, I'll save more surprises for your 11th birthday, I guess Mr. Lockhart is also like this Meaning. Let me go on and tell you about Professor Quirrell—"

Dorothy looked at him reluctantly, but she listened carefully.

"Defense Against the Dark Arts is a very evil course. The teacher who teaches it changes every year. You know black art, it's the mysterious person..."

"Who is the mysterious man?" Dorothy asked curiously.

There was a flash of fear in Stan's eyes, and then he patted his head in frustration, and muttered: "I don't want to discuss him with you, maybe you can ask Mr. Lockhart, he is so powerful... Now, Let's continue talking about Professor Quirrell. Professor Quirrell is famous for his talent, but shortly after he accepted the invitation from Hogwarts, something happened in Romania."

"Is it because of a curse?"

"I can't say for sure, it is said that he was stalked by a local vampire..."

"Are vampires good-looking?" Dorothy asked excitedly. She had read about them in Lockhart's novels. Lockhart said that they were very beautiful in appearance, but not as frivolous as goblins.

"Uh..." Stan's tongue was tied, "Actually, I don't know." He didn't realize that Dorothy was not at all interested in the talented Professor Quirrell he said, so he continued, "It is said that his whole People's temperaments have changed drastically, but I prefer to believe that he encountered a hag. Although vampires are very powerful, they rarely conflict with wizards. In fact, there were three incidents of hags attacking wizards in Romania just this summer. , let alone attack Muggles."

"A hag?" Dorothy's eyes lit up again. "A hag like in Vacation with a Hag?"

Stan laughed: "That's because Mr. Lockhart is a powerful wizard. In reality, hags are very cruel. You can tell how violent they are just by looking at the corpses. I heard from my relatives in Romania that every deceased The face was scratched and bloody, like a big blood-red pudding scratched by a cat's paw."

Dorothy shrank her body, held up the bread covered with ketchup and complained, "It's all your fault, I can't even eat it, it's so disgusting."

Stan giggled.

Dorothy frowned, and took a big bite of the bread, the ketchup rubbed on the corner of her mouth: "I knew you were trying to scare me, so I'm not afraid."

Stan hurriedly said: "I'm not lying." He turned his head, and the old clinical gentleman had been awakened by the bustle in the car, and he begged: "Uncle Borken, please tell this little girl about the dominatrix. thing."

Borken stretched his waist, and said with a gloomy face: "Stan, how can you lie, the hag is much scarier than what you said..."

Dorothy saw through his intentions at a glance. She pouted and pretended to be unhappy and said: "Uncle, you are not cute at all. Although I am a child, I am not that stupid! Besides, I still have Ji De What about Luo! Brother, maybe next time you will tell the passengers the story of Gildero and I fighting the hag.”

Both Borken and Stan were amused.

The Knight Bus went on a rampage, breaking through bushes and woods, crossing rivers and villages.The wizards got out of the car one after another, and finally even the eloquent Uncle Borken left.Dorothy, who had nothing to do, was soon attacked by drowsiness. She said good night to Stan in a daze, and threw herself at Lockhart's hand: "Gidero, I want to sleep." Her small face was on the back of Lockhart's hand. Rubbing her up, Lockhart reluctantly held her in his arms.

Stan patted the white bed and reminded in a low voice: "Sir, you can put Dorothy down."

Lockhart sighed helplessly: "She accepts the bed." After that, he put his index finger on his lips and made a silent gesture to Stan.Not long after, Ern turned around and shouted, "Romania."

Lockhart looked up at the tip of the castle in the clouds not far away, and showed a big smile: "Okay, I have to get out of the car, goodbye, lovely boy!"

Stan came back to his senses, and replied in a low voice, "Goodbye, sir." He was really worried that he might wake Dorothy by accident, especially when he saw Dorothy suddenly frowned and knocked Lockhart to sleep. His shirt was scratched and crumpled.

In fact, Dorothy in the dream is wrestling with the "hagsha".She dreamed that she was alone, Gildero didn't know where she went, and she was surrounded by bloody corpses. She didn't want to be killed by a monster with sharp fangs, dark skin, and 32 claws in front of her. Oh, my God, how can she be so short, if she has the legs as long as Gilderoy, she must be able to run away, she felt her clothes caught by the thorns, and then a claw hooked her back collar, really Nasty dominatrix, how could she pick up such a cute girl and shake her around...

"Dorothy, wake up!" She heard someone calling her name anxiously, she opened her eyes in a daze, "ah, it was a dream." The ground passed by her, and she asked in panic: "What's wrong?"

Lockhart opened his mouth and smiled wryly, "There's a hag in the back!"

"Merlin's socks, it must be because I haven't woken up yet." She closed her eyes reassuringly.

There was a stabbing sound, the sound of clothes being cut, Dorothy felt dizzy and woke up completely.

Lockhart rolled her on the ground in his arms, dirt and grass clippings immediately stuck to her golden hair.Not twenty inches from him lay a large indigo blue steel knife, and Dorothy looked up and gasped - it was just a hag's arm!She jerked out of Lockhart's arms: "Pull out your wand, Gilderoy!"

"You're kidding, Dorothy! Run!" He stood up like a carp and ran towards the dense jungle.

"You!" Seeing the hideous head of the dominatrix turned to her, and the gray-red eyes in the deep eye sockets did not blink for a moment--too bad, she seemed to be her new prey, Dorothy wailed inwardly.With lightning speed, she only had time to turn sideways - and actually fell back onto the grass, the smell of blood being particularly evident in the damp smell of the soil - her cheek was cut open.She seemed to be able to see a satisfied smile on the uneven face close at hand, and at the same time, she was almost fainted by the smell of old tea—it was so stinky, she I couldn't help retching.

It must not be eaten by it. She remembered what Stan said, and when she thought that her cute little face would turn into a pile of ketchup, and the wound still smelled so weird, she mustered up her courage and grabbed it. A rock at hand hit the dominatrix hard in the eye.

"Ow!" The monster screamed, and it tried to cover its eyes with its hands, but the big steel knife-like arms almost made things worse.

"Oh my God, Dorothy! Why are you still here!" Lockhart's voice that hated iron and iron exploded suddenly.

Dorothy turned her head to look, and immediately showed a happy smile, she was saved!She had forgotten that this man ran faster than her just now.She shot at him like a small arrow: "Gidero, give her a good look!"

Lockhart glared at her, picked up her thin arms and carried her upside down on his shoulders: "Miss! This is not the time to be a hero!" He crossed the ground like a sika deer being chased by a lion. branches and ravines.Dorothy was dizzy from the jolt, she didn't understand why Lockhart didn't fight back, didn't he kill a hag before, it should be easier to kill another one - he looks like a spirit now to escape!Suddenly she felt Lockhart's body fall heavily uncontrollably, bang!Something worse than nausea hit her body, and she was on the verge of tears.

"Gidero, are you okay!" She hurriedly slapped Lockhart's face, seeing that his eyes were closed tightly because of the pain, she said angrily: "Gidero, you can! You can! Yes! Why not use magic! Didn't you once throw down a series of spells and kill a hag! What are you doing now, don't tell us, we are running away!"

"Actually, Dorothy—" Lockhart dared not look her in the eye, "we were indeed running, and it seems we can't run now."

Dorothy's eyes widened in disbelief. She never thought that Lockhart was such an idiot. She snatched Lockhart's wand and found that she knew nothing but practical household magic!

"Stand up and hold it!" Dorothy's small face suddenly had an expression that could be called death-defying. At that moment, she didn't look like a nine-year-old child at all.She exudes a calming, and willingly submissive aura.Lockhart stared at her blankly, and involuntarily reached out and took the wand.

"You can't kill her like a wizard, at least you have to die like a wizard!" Her clear childish voice seemed extraordinarily powerful.

Lockhart stood up, thinking of the place where he first met Dorothy, he thought, she must have experienced a vigorous death.He glanced at her secretly, and saw that her eyes were half-closed, and the gray-blue spot not far away was clearly reflected in her sapphire-blue eyes.

"Give her a Shattering Curse! Prove to me that you've been at Lachvenlaw! You got an A in Defense Against the Dark Arts in sixth grade!"

Lockhart raised his wand. In 12 years, he had never faced the enemy directly like today: "Break to pieces!" He felt his voice tremble.

A light hit the dominatrix's arm, but nothing happened.Hogwarts must be a terrible school!Dorothy slandered, but she couldn't show anything now: "Maybe it's just that her skin is too hard. Give me a stun spell, Gilderoy."

"Drowsy." Another ray of light hit the dominatrix, well, this time she fell down hard.Dorothy breathed a sigh of relief: "It turns out that we can still live like wizards."

"No!" Lockhart yelled uncontrollably, Dorothy turned her head, feeling dumbfounded, the hag jumped up tenaciously—that is to say, her dear, famous, hero in the eyes of countless girls ——His Excellency Gilderoy Lockhart is really a real idiot, not only does he not know how to clean up——her breath suddenly became rapid: "Lockhart, use the cleansing spell on her!" Lockhart He handed her the wand in bewilderment.

Dorothy stamped her feet anxiously: "No, I mean you, you, a cleaning spell!" She clearly remembered that Gildero used the cleaning spell and almost burned the whole kitchen!