"Alright, Allen, please turn your back to me." Gidro had no choice but to cooperate with Allen and continue the lesson.
As for the other little magi, seeing the cultured and refined Allen act as a dumb monster had a different kind of comedic effect.
Allen obediently turned his back and broke off one of the table legs, turning it into a wooden club in the monster's hand.
This wooden club was as thick as two of a child's arms and seemed to be quite heavy.
"If you want to live with monsters, you must have the ability to subdue them, and I happen to be good at dealing with them!" Gidro flicked his hair and tiptoed towards Allen.
The one who was good at dealing with monsters was Quirrell. Hearing Gidro's soft footsteps, Allen sneered in his heart.
Gidro raised his magic wand and looked like he wanted to remove the wooden club in Allen's hand.
"Oh, Professor, can I use the wooden club?" Allen seemed to turn around unintentionally, narrowly avoiding Gidro's curse. The curse hit the wall and created sparks.
"Lockhart really cast a curse on Allen!" Edward exclaimed.
"It should be a Disarm Curse, right? After all, the wooden club in Allen's hand is very threatening. "
"But, did you hear what he said?"
"His lips moved, I didn't hear it clearly. What kind of curse can be used to deal with monsters?"
The little magi didn't know what kind of curse Lockhart had cast, but Allen heard it clearly. How was it a Disarm Curse? It was clearly a Forgetting Curse!
Lockhart must be scared, right? Was he afraid that Yang Ling would spread the scandal of yesterday? Or was he thinking of erasing Yang Ling's memories before finding a chance to erase Daisy's?
The coldness in Allen's eyes became more intense. He was determined to teach Gidro a lesson!
"Oh, of course, Allen. You can use the wooden club. After all, it is a monster's weapon. However, I won't give you the chance to use it. "
Seeing that his attack had missed, Gidro was very surprised. This was the first time he had ever encountered a situation where he failed to cast a Forgetting Spell on someone.
Allen turned around again, his back facing Gidro.
Gidro changed his strategy. He gave up on using spells and decided to defeat Allen with the advantage of being an adult and being much stronger than a twelve-year-old wizard.
Just as Gidro cautiously walked behind Allen and raised his arms to twist Allen, Allen suddenly turned around and grabbed Lockhart's collar, pressing his head down.
Gidro could see nothing but the floor and the steps of the platform.
Just like that, Allen pushed Gidero roughly and forced him to walk in the classroom for about a minute and a half.
The young wizards were all stunned, and no one stopped Allen.
In fact, many boys were happy to see Lockhart in such a sorry state. As for the girls, no one was willing to offend Allen. After all, he was so handsome and his studies were so good!
Allen pushed Lockhart past three corners and returned to the front of the platform. Allen suddenly let go of Lockhart and shouted, "Go!"
Allen looked in the right direction and kicked Lockhart out of the classroom like an athlete who was about to shoot at the goal.
The classroom let out a collective gasp.
In a moment, the boys excitedly clapped, slapped the table, cheered, and screamed. Some of the young witches ran out of the door and helped Lockhart back.
When Lockhart got up and regained his senses, he felt numb all over and blood continuously flowed from his nose.
For the first time in his life, Lockhart felt uncontrollable anger and pain.
"Sorry, Professor, I was too immersed in the act. However, the monster's power should be much greater than mine, right? I haven't even used the wooden club yet. "Allen seemed to be sincerely apologizing.
Lockhart couldn't help but shrink back. If he didn't use the wooden club, he would be beaten into a black bear. If he used it, wouldn't he die?
However, Lockhart was Lockhart after all. Even if he was ignorant and incompetent, he was still able to reach this stage. He definitely had his own unique skills.
At the very least, in terms of the thickness of his skin, no one could compare to him.
Lockhart tidied up his clothes and hair, pretending to be cool and at ease as he said, "Of course, Allen, I was only demonstrating for everyone. It is not easy to subdue a monster. I also paid a certain price to make the monster accept me wholeheartedly!"
Seeing that Allen was about to open his mouth and seemed to be very interested in continuing the demonstration, Lockhart hurriedly opened his mouth to end this one-sided demonstration of abuse.
"I think this demonstration is about to end. If everyone wants to know what happened after, you can take a closer look at this book of mine, 'Walking with a Monster'."
There were still traces of blood on his face, but he insisted on acting cute. This made many of the young Magi unable to look straight at him, and they couldn't help but laugh.
Lockhart seemed to be encouraged by this laughter, and he continued, "It's delightful. There is nothing more satisfying than subduing a monster! If there is, then it must be — "
He dragged out his words, wanting to attract the attention of the young Magi. He had succeeded! Everyone stared at him with sparkling eyes.
"Before class, I received a letter from the chief reporter of the Daily Prophet — Rita Skeet. It's from Skeet. She is very humble and has good taste. She wants to do an exclusive interview with me. What a tasteful Magi! "
Lockhart was in high spirits, looking very pleased with himself.
This gave everyone an illusion, as if he wasn't the one who had just been beaten up by Allen and rolled around on the ground!
Hmph, I'll let you be happy for a while. The more proud and happy you are, the higher you are now, the worse you will fall later.
Allen looked at Lockhart with disdain as he boasted in front of the young Magi.
In the evening, Allen sent an owl to Rita, asking her to send a quill with a spell cast on it.
Rita? Allen had cast a truth-telling spell on Skeet's quill, so it could only record all the interviews as they were. It couldn't be like before, where it could wildly tamper with the facts and add literary flair to the interview.
"Rita, I know you are an illegal Animagus. If you don't want me to leak it, please report it as it is. Lockhart! This old liar who is good at forgetting spells and takes other people's achievements for himself! "
After rolling up the note, Allen removed the truth-telling spell on the quill and restored it to its original state. He then sent it to Rita Skeet again.
In the middle of the night, Allen received a reply from the owl, a few simple words: "As you wish."
For the next few days, Lockhart was in a state of high spirits.
He told everyone who was willing to listen that he was going to be interviewed by the Daily Prophet.
Soon, everyone in the castle had heard about this.
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