Chapter 66: Hermione attacked

Maca holds "Flame Bottle No. 2" in her hand, and carefully avoids the attack of the Basilisk.
I ca n’t help it.
的 The shortcomings of this gadget are still not solved. If the vibration is too great, the irregularities will explode in Maca's hands ...
"……It's now."
When the strong wind came again, Maca threw the potion bottle in his hand and ran straight behind.
"Maca!"
"Ok?"
Suddenly she felt a shock, and opened her eyes suddenly, but saw Hermione standing with a Ravenclaw girl at the library door, looking at him.
That's too late!
He smashed a bottle on the ground in a hurry, and a cold white mist rose suddenly, enveloping the entire corridor in a haze.
I looked carefully, and there was a little bit of crystal flashing.
Maca, this is a rush, and this stuff is used as a smoke bomb.
Even if the maca moves fast, it takes time for the white mist to change from light to thick.
Hermione stood with the other girl, her body became stiff, and she fell to the ground stiffly.
Finally, the Basilisk still roared and escaped with injuries.
有 一 Most of the flames erupting from "Lihuo Bottle No. 2" fell to the ground and the wall, and went out after a while. But the remaining flames were attached to the head and body of the Basilisk. Even if it hurriedly rolled away, it didn't have much effect.
火焰 The flame seemed to stick to it, burning continuously, showing no sign of becoming smaller.
Suddenly, Maka was squatting beside Hermione, looking at her silently.
"What about Miss Granger?" Lockhart suddenly came over, "Oh my God!"
Neither Maca nor Willie ignored him, but Crohat was the kind of person who would shut up without a talk.
"It's too bad-I originally wanted to ask Miss Granger to help me answer the warm letter from the fans! You know, she is also one of my loyal readers."
Lockhart kept gazing at it, as if there was nothing to stop.
"Maca." Willie stepped forward, watching Hermione gently.
"It's okay, they're just petrified ..." He shook his head and whispered to himself, "Is this the force of fate?"
Suddenly, Maca's eyes stared at Hermione's hand, her eyes filled with dignity.
"... It seems that the so-called 'force' is not as strong as expected."
蹲 He squatted beside Hermione, looked up at the library, and frowned. He is linking all the possibilities that can be connected one after another, trying to trace back to the source corresponding to the result in front of him.
After a while, he looked up slightly and glanced at Lockhart.
"You just said, you're looking for Hermione to help you reply to the reader's letter?"
"Oh! Yeah! Yeah ... you know, teaching at Hogwarts has less time left," Lockhart said regretfully.
"You didn't ask Harry to answer your letter?" Maca narrowed her eyes.
"I really want to, but Mr. Potter seems to have been busy training Quidditch or something."
难 "No wonder I haven't heard of Ron's snot-"
He sorted out his thoughts immediately, and already had some answers in his heart.
既然 "Since the past has passed, try to remedy it and see what effect it will have ..."
Maka whispered as he walked into the library, but his hand was already on the wand in his sleeve.
"Everything is forgotten!" "Arm armor."
Behind Maca, Lockhart's chanting came clearly.
He seemed to have expected it, and took a step backward without hesitation. A transparent shield appeared in the magic beam of Oblivion, and a dazzling light burst out.
The angle of the maca is particularly precise. The shield acts like a mirror, bounces the oblivion spell against the wall.
"Professor Gidro Lockhart," Marka looked at Lockhart calmly, changing her face authenticly. "Your oblivion spell is really good. If you hit it directly, I'm afraid I can't use the iron curse Stop the blow completely. "
"But please remember, now, you owe me a memory." Maca pointed to his head, said quietly.
"you--"
或者 "Or do you want me to expose the‘ creation process ’of those novels you write?

Maca accentuates the word "creation process", meaning to look at the helpless Lockhart quite deeply, waiting for his final response.
呃 "Uh ... haha, hahaha ... see what you said," Lockhart smiled awkwardly. "Actually, you misunderstood--"
"Professor Gidro Lockhart, do I need to explain to you the details?" Marka stared at Lockhart's eyes, holding the wand in one hand and pulling out a small one with the other. Potion bottle.
"This is called vomiting agent, it is very difficult to make. To be honest, I don't want to use this stuff. But I think that your little stories, the reporter of the Daily Prophet may be very interested."
Lockhart stared at the small bottle in Maca's hand, the smile on his face completely rigid.
呃 "Uh, okay ..." He sighed, and spread his hands weakly. "What do you want?"
"There won't be anything to embarrass you, Professor." Maca said, "Just remember that you owe me a favor. When I need it, I can do a little favor.
"... when?" Lockhart thought about it.
"Just in case," Maca shook her head, "I just hope that I will never use you in this life."
"That's it! I'm gone, I won't say anything about today-" Lockhart turned around in frustration, but he was stopped by Maca before taking a few steps.
"Professor Lockhart."
"Is there anything else?" Lockhart said helplessly.
For him, being caught in the handle is really a headache. Now he wants to leave this place as soon as possible, immediately! immediately!
"If you really need any help, there will be a corresponding reward for you." Maca looked at him, "a fresh and fiery adventure story, how?"
真 "Really, really?" Lockhart suddenly blinked.
"I just think that you may not be able to help you with a handle alone."
"Welcome to me anytime!" Lockhart beamed.
He paused, and he immediately added: "But it must be within your ability."
Maca nodded, and then took Willie to the library.
"Why?"
Beside him, Willie looked up and asked Marka.
"what why?"
"Remuneration."
Marka looked at Willie and shook her head slightly.
"I didn't say just now, if you want to do things in good faith, you must have equal benefits, or the other party will not go all out."
Wu Weili nodded, she didn't know how much she understood.
While talking, the two walked quickly to a certain bookshelf. Maca glanced at the bookshelf, pulled out a book from it, tore off the content on a page, and wrote a few words on it by the way.
Then, he walked back to Hermione and shoved the fragment of the book into her stiff hands.
虽然 "Although a lot of sheep have been run, the sheep pen must be repaired after all." He squatted and muttered to himself.
Even if Maca didn't know what had happened, "Ron and Malfoy didn't have a conflict" can already be determined.
Maybe that's why neither Harry nor Ron was punished.
Harry did not reply to Lockhart, nor did Ron go to the souvenir showroom to clean the trophy.
It is because of this that Lockhart came to the library today to find Hermione for help, and was met with the attack of Hermione; Ron did not see Tom Riddle's special contribution award trophy in the showroom, Hermione didn't give any hint about the secret room, so she could only look for it blindly, and still hasn't gained anything.
可 玛卡 didn't think that it was precisely because he taught Malfoy a semester that made Malfoy dare not use the word "mud" to insult Hermione again.
This is the real beginning of a series of accidents!
甚至 "It's even possible that Harry could not have picked up Voldemort's diary at all ..."
This is Macca's wrong speculation, but it is clear that the general changes of the entire event have been pushed out by him.
"... Yes, yes, here it is."
Maka raised her head suddenly, only to find Professor McGonagall and Lockhart coming in a hurry.
呃 "Uh, Marka ..." Lockhart looked at him, and UU reading www.uukanshu.com showed an awkward look.
Immediately, Lockhart suddenly said to Professor McGonagall, "I asked Mr. McLean to stay here."
Maca shook her head helplessly.
Although this is obviously the result of Lockhart's enthusiasm, the scammer's ingenuity is still good.
"Professor McGonagall, this is a double attack."
哦 "Oh-yes, trouble you." Professor McGonagall sighed. "I know you have a good relationship with Miss Granger, but now she must be sent to the school hospital ..."
"Yes, I understand." Marka said, "Do you need my help?"
"No, but you can follow along."
教授 After Professor McGonagall sent Hermione to the hospital, she hurried to the Quidditch Stadium again-for the safety of the students, today's game must be cancelled.
Maca sat beside Hermione's bed and looked at her calmly, but she didn't know what she was thinking. Willie stood quietly behind him, staring at his back without saying a word, and her thoughts were no one knew.
On the other side of the bed, Mrs. Pomfrey was closely watching Hermione's condition.
About ten minutes later, Professor McGonagall took Harry and Ron to the ward.
"Maca!" Ron opened his eyes wide.
"... you are here." Maca looked up, staring blankly at him and Harry.
"Do you have anything to say!"
Ron glanced at Hermione's stiff body on the bed, then slammed forward, grasping Maca's front flap with both hands, and knocked him from the chair to the ground.
"You don't have anything to say!" Ron's face faced Maca, and asked geologically again.