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0187 Why worry about frying each other?

 In the worried eyes of the girls, Aini waved the wand in his hand gently, and a pair of invisible big hands lifted the cats down from the sky, but they were not sent into the arms of their original owners.

Ani snapped his fingers, and a big pumpkin landed on the open space between the academy's long table and the teacher's seat. It stretched out its body and turned into a protected cat house, trapping the cat inside.
This was also the escape route he had left for himself. After all, if the arrangement was successful, there would be a high probability that a biological weapon far superior to Quirrell would appear on the teacher's bench tonight. It would not be a good idea to continue sitting next to Lockhart.

Looking at the twins who were surrounded by girls, Dumbledore couldn't help but smile.

It’s great to be young.

The old principal sighed secretly. When his eyes turned to an empty seat on the teacher's bench, his brows jumped twice. Wouldn't that guy be drowned?

Speaking of which, Aini’s design at the entrance is indeed too bad, but...

It’s very relaxing.

In the envious eyes of the women, including the older cat lady Professor McGonagall, Aini said hello to the two people next to her, and then calmly got into the newly formed large cat house.

Dumbledore believed that even if Tom and Lockhart were present, after seeing Ernie's gentle smile at this time, it would be difficult to imagine that the design that tricked them into doubting their lives not long ago was his handiwork.

In fact, Aini also has a question now. The Horcrux Notebook can absorb the ink applied on it. I wonder if other liquids can also absorb it?

"Okay, no problem."

Tom the Split Soul agreed happily. The Horcrux space that he used to feel so comfortable now only makes him feel sick.

God knows why after passing through the wandmaker's hands, the wood became so heavy that it actually sank to the bottom. Lockhart spent a long time mentally building up, then gritted his teeth and dived into the water to fish out the wand.

Fortunately, there is some kind of wonderful connection between the wand and its owner. Otherwise, if he couldn't fish it out, the guy would definitely let himself control his body.

Although he had absorbed some vitality from Lockhart in the past few days and was able to briefly control him to carry out activities, due to time constraints, the reserves were not large enough to be squandered at will.

Especially the purpose of using precious energy is to play in sewage and search for underwater objects.

However, even if Lockhart found the wand at once, the energy that little Tom had accumulated was still not preserved.

With Professor Weird's spellcasting ability, even with the wand in his hand, there is nothing he can do about the current predicament. He has no idea how to get back to the ground.

What made Little Tom collapse the most was not the other party's incompetence, but the sewage flowing everywhere in the Horcrux space. He swore that his brain must have been cramped at that time to allow the Horcrux to have the function of absorbing water.

The key is that apart from writing on the page, he has no preset drainage function at all. At this time, Tom is full of resentment towards himself fifty years ago.

At least now, he couldn't stay in this Horcrux for a minute, so after Lockhart asked him for help, Tom simply agreed and didn't even take the opportunity to make any demands.

After taking over the body, Little Tom threw away the cherry wood wand in his hand in disgust, and cast several cleaning spells on himself, and then he felt better.

When making the first Horcrux, Voldemort did not have the ability to fly, and little Tom did not understand the magic of natural splitting. He could only tap the wall of the pipe with his wand, and layers of moss peeled off, wrapping him around like a python.

Winding up the pipe.

Due to the flow of sewage in the pipes, the smell on the moss is a bit strong, but there is no way around it. Even Lockhart's socks are alchemy products, and it will take more effort for Tom to transform them.

At this time, his energy was limited, and it would be ruined if he failed to send Lockhart up. He had to use these readily available materials to make do, which was much better than using sewage.

Tom could only think carefully, endure the nausea and let the moss cover his body. After a while, he no longer cared about this kind of thing. Compared with the sewage and debris poured from above from time to time, the smell of the moss was really nothing.
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When Lockhart was swimming upstream, the banquet in the auditorium gradually reached its climax. The flying bats were divided into two sides, and under the command of Bill and Professor Flitwick, they alternated and fought, forming various formations.

Such a formation.

It turned out that Dumbledore wanted to invite a skeleton dance troupe, but considering that Lockhart had the Horcrux, the old headmaster gave up this tempting idea.

Of course, Aini was not included among those who were seduced. If there was anything in the wizarding world that he could never appreciate, it would definitely be all kinds of music that could be called ghost music. He could not fathom the aesthetics of wizards in this regard.<

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Ani sat lazily on the pumpkin wall, watching the performance in the air comfortably.

It felt so good to be surrounded by seventeen cats. He was already thinking about how to abduct the cats for a night after the dinner.

"Meow~"

"Meow meow~"

Except for Tom, other little guys rarely get close to Aini. At this time, he stepped on him and acted cute. His cute appearance made the women present eager to move.

I just don’t know how many people shouted to let go of those cats, and how many people shouted to let go of that Aini...

"Bang~"

Lockhart pushed open the door of the auditorium with force, but unfortunately it did not attract enough attention. Even if someone looked over, they would only take a quick glance and then turn their eyes elsewhere.

Seeing this scene, he knew that in the script of "Hogwarts 1992", he was no longer the protagonist on the stage. At least in the opening chapter, there was someone else who was the dazzling new star.

But he is not willing to give in. Lockhart will never be inferior to others. When it comes to the ability to stand out, he is the professional!

"Aha, I'm really sorry. There was a little accident and I almost couldn't let you all spend the night with me."

After blessing with a loud voice, Lockhart performed a complicated ancient ceremony, but unfortunately there were only a few people who responded. Soon the young wizards' eyes turned to the melee of bats above.

Lockhart, who was left out in the cold, did not feel embarrassed and turned around and walked towards the teacher's desk.

In fact, he is very tired now. Not only did he pour sewage into his mouth and vomited, but he also had his body controlled by Horcruxes twice. He is now so weak that his desire to perform has been reduced a lot.

Even so, Lockhart still refused Tom's suggestion to let him have a good rest and insisted on coming to the auditorium to perform a show of humiliation.

Little Tom, who had almost exhausted all his accumulation over the past few days, was too lazy to persuade him and slipped into the depths of the Horcrux to sleep.

After seeing Lockhart, Dumbledore breathed a sigh of relief. Although this guy was a liar trying to gain fame, his true identity had not yet been revealed to the public. He was still known as the head professor of Hogwarts.

Dying underground is also a problem.

When that time comes, Ani will never go fishing for people. The old man knows this very well. Thinking that he is going to fish out a ball of rotten meat from the smelly water, Dumbledore feels that the pile of cockroaches still kicking in his mouth is no longer sweet.

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Fortunately, regardless of whether Lockhart was safe or not, he finally made it out alive.

And there was a guy who wanted to come up since the dinner started, but he never could.

Peter looked at Jerry holding a sledgehammer above him and shouted in his heart, they are both rats, why bother fighting each other!


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