Hogwarts Wizard of the Deep

Chapter 154 Just "know how to use it"
"Where are my things!" As soon as he came out, Lockhart frantically grabbed Linde's collar and pushed him against the wall on one side.

"What?" Linde tilted his head and looked at Lockhart expressionlessly.

"My manuscript, my icon!" Lockhart blushed, almost squeezing the words out of his throat. "Give them back to me and I can act like nothing happened."

"You act like nothing happened? What about those who were injured by you? What about me?" Linde squeezed Lockhart's hand, but didn't exert any force.

"Pretend nothing happened? Is your dream allowed?" Linde smiled, "You want to send me a message to forget everything?"

"Shut up, where is my icon?" Lockhart growled, grabbing his collar.

Linde put down his hands and took out the Tao statue from his pocket. "Is this the icon you were talking about?"

As soon as Lockhart saw the black figure, he let go of Linde's hand, trying to grab the Tao statue.

"Wait!" Linde took a few steps sideways, "Don't move. Otherwise, I'll smash it!"

Lockhart's body froze.The frenzy on his face also calmed down a little.

"Where is my bird? How did you find me?"

Lockhart looked at Linde with a look of impatience, "I had a lot of spells in the office at the time. And your little crow accidentally triggered the spell I set." Saying that, Lockhart changed very excited,
"But it ran and flew away. Even then, I didn't associate that crow with you, just a little black sparrow."

Linde nodded, feeling relieved.Fortunately, the rest of Andersen's state has never been seen by others.Andersen's usual state is just a normal-sized crow.

And Linde asked him to use the sparrow-sized form when he usually monitors people.

"I determined your method because you have the smell of a special potion I made on your body.

This potion comes from the Congo, and it has a pungent smell that can only be smelled under special circumstances. I put this potion on my book, and if you touch the book, you will naturally have that smell on your hands . "

Lockhart was afraid that Linde would really smash the icon, so he explained carefully.

Linde nodded, in that case, I will give it back to you!

Linde threw the pottery statue into the air at once, and was about to draw out his wand to attack, but found that Lockhart flew towards him at a strange speed like a wild beast, with a hideous expression on his face.

"This... doesn't seem like what humans should do!"

Lockhart hugged the Tao statue respectfully with both hands, and then fell to the ground, tears fell down.His eyes seemed to look at his father, no.The emotion in it is even higher than the love for the relatives and elders.

What Lockhart sees now is a kind of extreme, crazy worship, a kind of pathological "love" for his god who is willing to give everything for it.

If Lockhart had to choose between killing his father and dropping the pottery statue.

He definitely chose to kill his father.

Linde looked at Lockhart's frenzied appearance, and suddenly had an idea.

The reason why Lockhart is getting more and more crazy at Hogwarts where Dumbledore sits is definitely inseparable from this thing.Because of the long-term worship of the gods, his mind became more and more irrational, and his sanity became more and more confused.

Even tonight, he did not hesitate to expose himself to find Lin De and get back the Tao statue.

Lockhart put away the statue and looked at Linde.His face looked much more normal,
"Okay, now give me my book." Lockhart's tone was obviously much gentler now, and he didn't care about Linde's attempt to drop the pottery just now.

He even felt that Linde's act of throwing the statue further proved his loyalty to God, because he went to catch the statue at all costs.

"Give them to me, and then you just need to cast a little charm. It's over tonight, okay!"

"Not good." Linde smiled.Then flicked the wand suddenly, "Stunned!"

In the blink of an eye, the curse flew out of Linde's staff and shot towards Lockhart.

With a flick of Lockhart's wand, the spell bounced away, flew to the wall on one side, and directly shook a stone statue out of the crack.

"I didn't expect you to be in the second grade." Lockhart shook his trembling hand, "Stop it! I don't want to hurt you, but there are people outside who are still looking forward to your well-being."

"Looking forward to me? Who." Linde laughed, "The flames are burning!" Another spell was cast out by him.

Lockhart took an unhurried step sideways to avoid the spell. "I'm really... really not as useless as you think."

Linde twitched the corner of his mouth, which was a bit too contemptuous of him.

"Although I don't know who he is to you! But he does care about you every day. At the same time, he is also the leader of my belief in the Supreme God."

"Don't you fucking know the name?" Linde looked at Lockhart, at this moment he already vaguely knew who Lockhart was trying to talk about.

"Quirrell, he should be very concerned about you, otherwise why would he want me to keep staring at you." Lockhart said, and then added in the tone of an elder,
"So I hope you can honestly return my things to me. I don't want to hurt you and affect the friendship between me and Quirrell."

"Qi Luo, I knew what you were with him... Forget it, let's talk about it later."

Linde looked at Lockhart, and slowly waved his wand, but no spell was spoken.A large cloud of mist gushed out from between his staff and slowly floated into the sky.

Lockhart was obviously a little impatient when he saw that Linde still didn't give in, so he pulled out his wand,

"Passed out!"

His spell was much faster than Linde's, but with one click, Linde flew upside down and hit the wall.

"It's like this again..." Linde crawled on the ground, hunched over, with pain in his back, holding on to his wand tightly, "Quirrell was like this at the time..."

Lockhart looked at Linde who was falling on the side of the wall, and slowly walked over, "Don't you know yet? The gap between you and me..."

"How did you say such a thing to a sophomore?" Linde, who was crawling on the ground, slowly stood up.

"It seems that there will be another victim in the Chamber of Secrets tonight." Lockhart said with a smile, but the next second, he was suddenly taken aback.

Looking up, I saw that the large fog that Linde released just now was gathering in the sky.

Snapped!
A drop of water suddenly hit his face.

"This is……"

Then no one answered him, and the next second, continuous rain fell.

He came back to his senses and looked towards the wall.There was no one on the side where Linde was just now.

At the same time, the rain is getting heavier and heavier.Lockhart's vision suddenly became blurred, and there was only the sound of pattering rain in his ears.

"I want to run!" The moment Lockhart had this thought, a sharp pain came from his lower back. He flew forward uncontrollably, and then fell heavily on the ground. When he turned around, he saw only a black The shadow disappeared into the rain.

"Armor protection!" Lockhart hastily cast a spell on himself, as if his body was molded with a layer of film with streamer.

The moment he cast the armor spell, he heard the sound of chanting the spell from ahead.

"Fractured!"

The spell hit Lockhart's armor spell at once, but it didn't break his armor spell directly, it just dimmed the halo covering Lockhart's body.

"At this age, it is already very good to know such a spell. Unfortunately, the power is too poor."

"Except your weapons!"

"Tongtong Petrochemical!"

While he was speaking, two more spells came out from different directions,
Lockhart didn't even look at it, the two spells hit him directly, but barely broke them, he held up his wand, "Stop the spell!"

A thick beam of white light shot out from between Lockhart's staff, the power of this terminating spell has never been reached by Linde.

The beam of light poured into the clouds and mist in the sky, breaking through the raining clouds.Those clouds and mist melted quickly like ice cubes under the scorching sun.

"Unfortunately, for many spells, you still only stay at the level of "workable"." Lockhart laughed.

Indeed, he was right.

The spell that Linde released just now was either too slow for Lockhart, or not powerful enough.

This is the difference between him and senior wizards.

Even though Linde practiced day and night, he had to admit that he was far worse than a guy like Lockhart.

When he confronted Quirrell in the Forbidden Forest last year, Quirrell himself had the burden of Voldemort, and he had only fought a unicorn before he confronted Linde.Furthermore, Linde still made a sneak attack at that time, and made many preparations.

But still almost confessed in the Forbidden Forest.

This is only the gap between him and Quirrell, and Lockhart.Not to mention the old Hogwarts professors, the gap will only be bigger.

He is still too young.

But the reason why Linde dared to come out was because he had the confidence to come out.

Lockhart was right, he only "knows" about most spells.But when it comes to power, it is indeed at the level of a kid.

He also has an unusual spell.

This spell is different from all the spells he knows, and Linde feels that he still has half of his magic power.

The spell would drain his remaining magic power in an instant.The consumption of this spell alone can be compared to the consumption of most of the spells he just released.

"It's a pity, since you don't want to be honest, there will be an extra dead person in the Chamber of Secrets incident tonight." Lockhart laughed.

"Do you really dare to kill people at Hogwarts?" Linde asked in surprise. "You don't take Dumbledore too seriously!"

"God will protect me." Lockhart laughed, "Did he catch me for what I did a few times ago?"

Sure enough, worshiping God messed up his brain.

Cthulhu is no fun.Do you really pray that He will bless you?You are nothing more than an ant in His eyes.

Linde no longer hesitated, as if he had lost all confidence after hearing that Lockhart really dared to commit murder at Hogwarts.

He put his hands in his pockets, flinched, and said with a pale face and trembling, "Okay, I'll give it to you. I was wrong. Please don't kill me, Professor Lockhart."

Lockhart seemed to be extremely satisfied with his current expression, and Linde's previous condescending appearance made him very uncomfortable.

"Why aren't you calm? Is it because Dumbledore won't protect you anymore?" Lockhart smiled triumphantly.

Linde took out the manuscript and handed it to Lockhart, "Professor, I'm sorry. I was too stupid to move something that shouldn't be... Torrent!"

Lockhart, who was enjoying Linde's words of begging for mercy, suddenly heard a slightly unfamiliar spell in his ears.

A year and a half ago, Linde used the basic incantation of this spell "clear water like a spring" to beat the troll back.

Today, Linde has been able to barely control this "torrent gushing" called the Water Gun Curse.

As for its power.

Linde reckoned that killing someone would be enough.

Lockhart suddenly understood that he had hit a trick, and that Linde's timidity just now was just a faux pas.

He naturally wanted to avoid it, but suddenly two big snakes flew out from his side and bit him.He reacted extremely quickly, waved his wand, and struck out two silent spells, one of the big snakes was broken into several pieces, and each of them was turned into a puff of black smoke.

But enough!Linde didn't expect them to really hurt Lockhart.

Now Lockhart looked at the ferocious water jet shooting in front of him, but instead of panicking, he smiled disdainfully. He knew that he had no time to dodge, and the wand repeatedly pointed "Armor protection!"

"The armor curse is enough!"

boom!
The water hit him at a high speed, and the armor spell on Lockhart's body, which was able to resist several spells just now, shattered in an instant. With Lockhart's horrified eyes, he flew into the wall.

"This is..." Lockhart tore his throat, looking at the low figure in front of him in disbelief.

Linde walked over tremblingly, the spell put too much burden on his body,

"That's it?" Linde frowned as he looked at Lockhart's out of breath appearance. He didn't expect that his own spell could not even hurt Lockhart before, but now he just got hit by it. It was half dead in one fell swoop.

"Am I being too aggressive?"

Looking at Lockhart's appearance, Linde was a little difficult to deal with.If he died, it would be difficult to get the information he wanted.

And what happened to Andersen now had to be asked to Lockhart. Linde had a premonition that Andersen was not so easy to be misfortune, he was not that stupid.

At this moment, a cry sounded in the corridor, and a fiery red figure flew over.

It's Fox.

Behind it, Dumbledore hurried over.And several small figures followed him closely.

Fox flew over first,

"Fox, use your tears to save him, don't let him die." Linde hurriedly looked at the flying phoenix.

Fox would not have listened to him, but watched his tears.Thinking again that he was Andersen's good brother, he reluctantly flew to Lockhart's side.

Linde walked over and kicked Lockhart down who was leaning against the wall. He wanted to kick his chest, but Lockhart's chest was completely deflated.

"Sure enough, I'm too fierce!"

After he was brought down, Lockhart could only make ho ho ho ho sounds in front of him, and thick blood kept coming out of his nose and mouth.

It wasn't that kind of faint blood, the gushing out of plasma meant that his internal organs were severely damaged.

Fox stood on Lockhart's forehead, looked at Lockhart with disgust, and reluctantly squeezed out a tear that fell into his mouth.

Seeing the tears falling into Lockhart's mouth, but Lockhart didn't change much, Linde couldn't help but feel a little awkward.

The rattling figure kept ringing, it was the sound of footsteps stepping heavily on the stagnant water.

At this time, Dumbledore had already arrived here, behind him were Harry and the others who were out of breath.

Dumbledore's face was dark, Linde had never seen him have such an expression, even when Hogwarts was shrouded in the haze of Lockhart's Chamber of Secrets some time ago, he was still smiling Appearance, at best, is occasionally serious.

But never so...angry.

Yes, that was the emotion he felt on Dumbledore's face.However, part of this emotion turned into surprise when he saw Lockhart's tragic situation.

"Linde, what's the matter with you? What happened?" Dumbledore looked at Linde. There was no wound on Linde now, but his face was simply pale.This is the performance of running out of magic power.

"I have nothing to do. Lockhart didn't pay much attention to me. So he didn't use any dangerous spells on me." Linde shook his head calmly, indicating that he was fine.

"On the contrary, he didn't pay attention to me, so I used some dangerous spells beyond his imagination."

As he said that, everyone present saw Lockhart's miserable state.

"This……"

Dumbledore said hesitantly.Behind him, several little wizards couldn't help opening their mouths, their faces flushed.They really wanted to say something, but because of Dumbledore's presence and Lockhart's sad and slightly bloody appearance, they couldn't say anything.

"Professor, see if you can treat him. I found out that he and Quirrell still have an intersection." Linde said hastily, "He can't just die like this."

Dumbledore nodded, drew out the Elder Wand and crouched down.

"Heal as before!"

The water gun spell itself is still a physical attack spell, plus factors such as the Elder Wand, the No.1 spell casting in the magic world...

Lockhart's wounds healed visible to the naked eye, and his chest slowly swelled up again.

But Linde seems to have seen two ribs growing crookedly...

This is where the point of using spells directly to cure troubles comes in.If it is a simple superficial injury, these are fine, but if it is a bone injury, a visceral wound or a deep knife wound with a foreign body, no one can guarantee that there will be any accidents.

After all, the function of this spell is very simple.

"heal!"

Healing is enough, the rest is not in the scope of this spell.Maybe Dumbledore can control the direction of healing, but judging by his appearance, he has no intention of properly healing Lockhart.

Seeing Lockhart recovering gradually, Linde squeezed his fist...

(End of this chapter)