0201 Lockhart: Don't mess with me, I'll be tough...
Knowledge is endless, because you have no idea how many new knowledge points will be born in the world after one breath.
But this did not diminish Aini's joy in acquiring knowledge. After discovering Ilion, his daily life became more fulfilling, just like a dry sponge dropped on the edge of the pool.
However, the above description seems to be more appropriate for Lockhart.
From Halloween to Christmas, the underground tunnels were finally cleaned up, and the smell of the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor also exceeded a certain limit, making it difficult for me, who is used to the smell of sewage, to ignore it.
Lockhart even began to suspect that there was something wrong with his disappearing spell. The sewage was not thrown into the unknown world, but was concentrated and sent to his body.
Now his body is like a sponge filled with sewage, exuding an unbearable horrible smell all the time.
This Western professor also successfully proved that a certain proverb from the East is not accurate.
Uh...
It may also be that the smell of Lockhart's body has far exceeded the limit of Abalone Restaurant.
All in all, he felt that he would never be able to adapt to this smell, so you can imagine how painful it must be to be in the same room with Lockhart.
Aini's teaching place was opposite the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom. Seeing the young wizards walking out from the opposite side with distorted faces, the designer of a certain underground space couldn't help but fell into a brief contemplation.
It seems...that I am the fault of myself?
With a subtle sense of guilt, Aini re-selected a vacant classroom for the teaching of transfiguration.
After all, smell is something that diffuses gradually from the source and has a certain degree of persistence.
Just like now, he had to hold his breath and walk a few steps quickly through the smelly corridor. Although the castle is large enough to be in a high-frequency use area near the stairs, people's movement trajectories will inevitably overlap.<
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Ever since the scent of Lockhart passed a certain level, even the dullest little wizard was about to turn the stress-holding breath into instinct.
Last week, I learned that Lockhart would stay at the school for Christmas, and most of the few applications for staying at the school were immediately withdrawn, leaving Hogwarts quite deserted now.
"Professor Scamander."
Before Aini could leave the area polluted by the stench, a weak voice came tremblingly from behind.
The owner of the voice is pale, and the lower part of his eyebrows seems to be covered with low-quality black eye shadow, which looks like an alternative clown makeup.
His stooped waist made him look at least ten centimeters shorter than usual. If he hadn't witnessed the man's change with his own eyes, no one would believe that the person standing there was the famous appearance writer Gilderoy Lockhart.<
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This guy does look a little pitiful now, but Aini did not leave a reply, but instead took a wider step.
"Professor Scamander, Dumbledore asked me to come. Please, don't leave."
Seeing that Ani was about to cross the corner, Lockhart quickly pulled the old headmaster out, and then the strong man sat on the ground and began to sob softly.
At this time, a silvery white light also penetrated the wall and hovered in front of Aini. After receiving permission, it silently penetrated into his eyebrows.
Lockhart's sobs became more and more coherent. Fortunately, before they turned into howls, Ani listened to Dumbledore's message, cast a bubble spell on himself, and turned to face the really smelly man on the ground, but he didn't do anything.
There is no thought of getting closer.
"Go outside and say, I'll wait for you by the Black Lake."
After saying the next sentence, Aini hurriedly walked into the unused classroom nearby, opened the window and jumped out.
The Head Soaking Charm is a powerful tool for dealing with dirty environments, but it is useless against the smell of Lockhart's body.
Magic not only brings convenience, but also gives the user some weird "gifts".
As we all know, the feces of fire dragons are not only incredibly fertile, but also emit the worst odor of all feces.
Those smells seem to have inherited the magic resistance of their owners and are difficult to remove with ordinary means. It is common for young wizards to stink for two or three days after relevant courses.
Wizards who can also be classified as magical creatures, their excrement can also be said to be some kind of special material, and there are more than these in the sewers of Hogwarts.
It's just the leftover soup from the Potions class. If it is released carelessly, it will cause big trouble.
Magic and magical creatures are comparable to radiation sources and will affect everything within the range. The difference is just in intensity.
Even the seemingly clean and environmentally friendly divination classes, after being observed by wizards, the tea used in it is equivalent to participating in a ritual and is no longer an ordinary mortal thing.
Not to mention the messy things that the little wizards washed away with the water.
The waste from Hogwarts will not be discharged directly into the surrounding mountains and forests to avoid any impact on the environment.
The garbage generated by hundreds of wizards gathered together will cause more pollution to non-demon society than a large barrel thrown into the sea by a certain country.
Aini really forgot about this when he was renovating the "secret room", and directly led the thin ones over, without thinking too much about it.
As a result, I don't know whether it was a coincidence or a different effect after superposition. Lockhart accidentally came up with a unique potion.
It's a pity that even he himself doesn't know the specific formula and production process, otherwise the twins might be willing to exchange shares in the future store.
The unpleasant odor is very strange. It cannot be blocked by the Bubble Charm, nor can it be dispelled by the Cleansing Charm. It will make the person who smells it very sick, but it will not spit it out.
And the effect is also very long-lasting, and it has lasted for more than a week now, making the Defense Against the Dark Arts class once again hit rock bottom, which had just regained its popularity.
Speaking of which, wizards really have no specific magic to deal with such a strange odor.
Perhaps the concept of "stinky" has no unified standard and cannot be accurately defined. Aini has never seen magic specifically used for deodorizing in the spell book.
Most of the magic spells used to purify the air remove toxins in certain aspects. Multi-functional spells such as the Bubble Charm are limited in their ability to deal with some special odors that do no actual damage to the human body.
And Aini's nose is too sensitive, especially since the odor has mutated in some unknown way. Even if he blocks his nasal cavity, he can still smell an indescribable smell.
So it was more appropriate to choose an open place. Standing by the black lake, Aini felt that the biting cold wind had never been so lovely as now.
Without making him wait any longer, Lockhart appeared panting next to the Black Lake two minutes later.
"S, Professor Scamander, I..."
"Stop, just stay there."
The violent breathing obviously increased the concentration of the surrounding odor. Seeing that Lockhart was still getting closer, Ani quickly stopped and opened the Eye of True Seeing to scan over.