From Azkaban To Hogwarts

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"Go on, Harry, calm down and don't make any trouble."

Lockhart's voice came from behind, reminding Harry that he was in danger now.

‘Don’t mess around, Hermione and Ron are under control, Lockhart will kill them without hesitation! ’

Such thoughts popped out of his mind from time to time, so that Harry did not dare to act rashly, and could only use the least obvious way of slowing down to fight against the people behind him.

"Go faster, Harry," there was a urging sound behind him, apparently Lockhart was very dissatisfied with his actions.

"The front is too dark, and there are bones, I can't walk fast."

‘If Lockhart asks to walk fast, he will intentionally slap his ankles and slow down. ’

Harry shouted behind him with such thoughts.

But he was instantly hit by a spell, and then the whole person was controlled by the bandage, floating in the air.

"Professor William's method is pretty good. To be honest, I learned a lot of useful things from him—" Lockhart walked over quickly, "Although he is as annoying as that **** book."

"hate?"

After the slowing down strategy failed, Harry was determined to say more and delay the time-although he didn't know the use of it.

"Of course I hate it." Lockhart shook his wand and pulled Harry Mummy Potter up. "Clearly I am the professor of self-defense magic class, but the **** named William who has never read a book for a whole day has mixed up with me. For the same position."

"Of course, you hate it too, Potter."

The chatter box couldn't be closed as soon as it was opened, "It is obvious that I have worked so hard to gain some honor for myself, but what about you—"

"I--"

"Shut up, Potter," Lockhart waved his wand. "Just listen to me."

——

"Myrtle, can you lead the way?"

"Of course, Professor."

Myrtle rushed to the front. Percy wanted to follow but was stopped by William, "Behind me, Percy."

William put on himself a head-foaming curse and an iron armor curse, and then carefully stepped into the pipe, holding a wand in one hand and the inferior shield he had made with the rope and polymorphism in the other hand-if something went wrong, Blocking can quickly deform again and stick to the pipeline to slow down.

"Theoretically, there will be no traps on this road, but you still have to carefully control the speed!"

William finally shouted at Percy, and then the whole person slid down extremely quickly.

——

"Here, Potter."

Lockhart threw Harry to the ground and began to look at the wall in front of him.

‘That book says, here, when the Slytherin inheritance ceremony starts, the name will be recorded-will it still be in this room? ’

He began to look around, but found no other places like secret roads.

‘On the statue? A certain stone carving? Or something else? ’

'Forget it, don't look for it, use that snake to destroy the secret room-anyway, you have to pretend that Harry Potter opened the secret room but the inheritance failed. No matter how magical inheritance tears down the foundation and ruined it . ’

He gave up the inquiry and was about to open the door.

"turn on."

This time he was quite proficient—he couldn't make that kind of silly mistake again.

"That is, cough cough, what." Harry struggled to speak, trying to make the last effort-the bandage that had just been used to gag his mouth was taken away.

"You mean that kind of voice?" Lockhart smiled presumptuously. "That's a special language, my pride-I'm a language master, Potter."

"I'm good at finding news from all kinds of places, just like I told you on the road," Lockhart put Harry up again, "but not everyone can understand those stories. You can't even imagine. The accent of the old witch Lun has multiple accents, how difficult is the uncomfortable Russian and Armenian of the old wizard from Armenia to understand."

"Of course, compared to his poor English, the other two are not worth mentioning. His English is simply a disaster!"

"And that old American wizard—what slang he said!"

"If I were not a language master, I would never understand those stories!"

"So, Potter, you should know how much Lockhart has worked hard to become a big man-go!"

——

"There are no traps, is this really the passage through which Lockhart passed?"

William looked up with a suspicious look, suspecting that he had gone the wrong way.

"Be careful next," William still started. "Don't make unnecessary noises. This is Slytherin's secret room. God knows how many traps there are!"

——

"I searched it again, it seems we found nothing."

Lockhart shook his head, threw Harry to the ground, and then threw a book on Harry.

"You have to lose your memory too, Potter," Lockhart held his wand with a calm face, "Although it is now as planned, I don't mind showing you what kind of power I have."

"Speak to me, Slytherin-the greatest of the Big Four at Hogwarts."

It was the strange hiss again, but Harry could distinguish it quite clearly, and he even had the illusion that he could say that too.

Because he was tied tightly by the bandage, he couldn't even see the surroundings, he could only hear that something was opened over there.

Then, Harry heard something rustling up from a certain depth—it should be a basilisk.

‘By the way, snake! ’

Harry suddenly remembered what happened to him on the birthday of his cousin Dudley-at that time he was talking to a snake.

‘Basilisk is also controlled by snake language? ’

‘Maybe, I can try. ’

He persuaded himself to be calm.

"Close your eyes."

"Climb here."

"Attack over there."

Lockhart was trying his short sentence again, which made Harry feel awkward.

But those commands were quite effective-the basilisk's fierce tail didn't know where it was drawn, and something was destroyed.

"Get up and take a look, Harry." Lockhart lifted him up with his wand, which allowed Harry to finally see where he was.

This was a huge room, and at the end of the room, where he was facing, a statue as high as the room itself, clinging to the dark wall behind.

The statue is engraved with an old, monkey-like, sparse beard at the bottom of the face, dragged almost all the way to the hem of the wizard's robe carved out of stone, and at the bottom of the statue are two gray big feet standing. On the smooth floor of the room.

At the corner of the statue, a huge snake, at least twenty feet tall, was attacking a pillar with its tail.

"Close your eyes! Climb here!"

Lockhart yelled ~www.readwn.com~Look, Potter, how powerful I have mastered. "

Lockhart reached out and fumbled for the huge snake with feverish eyes.

'It's now. ’

"Attack Lockhart!"

Harry yelled out loud—the docile snake stood up instantly and bit towards Lockhart.

"stop--!"

Lockhart yelled for a while with a distorted expression, but before he finished speaking, he fell to the ground-the spell that knocked Lockhart down was so powerful that it even separated Harry from the side. The thick bandage felt the skin burning.

Afterwards, another spell slashed through the air like a meteor, dazzlingly dazzling, and slammed heavily on the basilisk.

ps: I overestimated myself... I'm half-waste today...