Aphasia at Hogwarts

Hallway on the third floor of Hogwarts.

Lockhart's face was filled with panic, which he had never experienced before, even when he was almost used as a ritual sacrifice by a vampire on the round-the-world cruise ship before, he was not so panicked.

Because he felt that the magical props on his body frantically warned him, the ring on his hand had turned black like ink, and the frequency of the cuff studs vibrating seemed to be equipped with a high-speed motor , the necklace on his neck was exuding an astonishingly high heat at this moment, as if it was going to burn through his skin and burn all the way to his heart.

How is this going? !

Lockhart was trembling in his heart. He wanted to run away, but he didn't know which direction to run. Everything around him seemed to exude malice. He couldn't guarantee whether he would bump into some monster directly at the next intersection he walked through. mouth.

Perhaps, it is the best way to stay in place and wait for rescue. After all, there is Dumbledore in the school, and he can perceive things. There is no reason why Dumbledore can't feel it.

Lockhart was thinking fast, it seemed that he was oppressed by a strong sense of crisis. He felt that his brain was working fast now, knowledge was constantly rolling out, and self-confidence was also pouring out from the bottom of his heart, making him feel that he could even Fight against the unknown danger.

However, the panic in Lockhart's heart suppressed the thought, and he looked around warily, taking out his wand at the same time.

At this moment, there was movement from behind him.

Lockhart turned away, wand raised, ready to cast a spell.

Behind him, however, was not an attacking monster, but Miss Granger, a second-year student, a know-it-all who liked to ask questions.

"Miss Granger, what are you doing here, it's dangerous here." Lockhart said, of course, in order to maintain his image, he added.

"Of course, with me here, you don't have to be afraid. No matter what the danger is, it is impossible to hurt anyone in front of me, Lockhart. After all, I have won the third class of the Order of Merlin. I can get it just by bragging about it, and I only got this honor after going through several life-and-death adventures and saving countless people.”

Looking at Lockhart who was speaking fast, and at the shiny black ring in his hand, Hermione laughed.

She reached into the pocket of the wizard's robe, turned on the borrowed Guan Qiong's recorder, and then pretended to say excitedly, "Professor Lockhart, you are really amazing. I have read all your books, but one of them There are some places that I am not very clear about, and I wonder if you would like to explain it to me."

"For example, you have done so many things, did you do all those things by yourself?"

Hermione waited expectantly for Lockhart's reply, and she was sure that this time, she would definitely catch Lockhart's tail.

But what was weird was that Lockhart opened his mouth, but closed it nervously. He looked at Hermione, thought for a while, and then said, "Of course I'd like to tell you about those things, but it's dangerous here now. Something is coming, if possible, I hope you can go to the front and call Dumbledore over."

Lockhart pointed to the corner ahead.

Hermione looked at him suspiciously, not understanding.

The sensitizer should have worked, but why, Lockhart didn't say everything as she expected.

At this time, Hermione seemed to hear something, like leaves scraping the ground, or giant logs rolling in the castle.

Her heart skipped a beat, and then some biological instinct made her heart beat faster and her breathing quicken.

Hermione also became tense. She took out her wand and stared straight ahead.

A ferocious head protrudes slowly from the corner, it has a pair of bright yellow eyes, and the huge scarlet snake letters are constantly revealing, with a strong aura.

"Basilisk!" Hermione took a step back and made a voice of disbelief.

She had read about this kind of monster in the library, but she couldn't believe that she would meet it in Hogwarts.

This is so bizarre, like finding a fire dragon at school.

The basilisk looked at the two people in front of it, and let out a deep hiss from its bloody mouth.

"Hisssss! (Mudblood)"

Then, the basilisk turned its head and rushed towards the two, with bright lights shining in its eyes, and the magic power gathered in it.

"Petrification! I see, this is the monster in the Chamber of Secrets!" Hermione reacted and turned her head away, not looking into the Basilisk's eyes.

At the same time, she raised her wand and was about to cast a spell to block the basilisk.

Although she doesn't know how much it will help, she won't sit still.

But at this moment, Lockhart on the side gritted his teeth, stretched out his hand and pushed Hermione's back heavily.

"I'm sorry, Miss Granger." Lockhart's tone was apologetic, but his movements were not slow at all. He stretched out his hand to untie the bracelet on his right hand, and smashed it heavily on the ground. A strange magical power appeared.

The magic power appeared and flew out from the fragments of the bracelet, and began to stick to the surrounding walls and ceiling like spider silk, and then began to connect with each other and densely covered.

It was the 'enemy blocking bracelet', which contained an unacceptable pungent smell and a blocking and protective magic.

It's just that it takes a certain amount of time for magic to activate, but at the speed of the basilisk, it won't give him this time.

But it's okay now, Miss Granger was "unfortunately" attacked by the basilisk, buying him enough time.

Lockhart thought to himself, and at the same time admired his dexterity, he felt his brain running at an unprecedented speed, and in the blink of an eye, he came up with a way to escape and save his life.

You really deserve to be a glorious member of the Defense Against the Dark Arts League, Gildero, you are amazing.

Lockhart didn't look at Hermione's unbelievable expression, and after complimenting himself in his heart, Lockhart ran away without looking back.

He wanted to get out of this ghostly place and find someone to come and deal with this matter, and of course, he had to think of a way to explain it, leaving aside the relationship with poor Miss Granger's death.

Lockhart didn't notice that countless golden lights gathered from around and fell in front of Hermione, forming a young figure.

At the same time, in the direction Lockhart was about to leave, a figure was flying towards him at high speed.

At the corner, Guan Qiong and Lockhart collided directly, Lockhart's body was hit hard, and Guan Qiong had to stop on the spot.

Guan Qiong didn't pay attention to Lockhart who was hit by the wall, and his eyes looked directly at Hermione's position in the middle of the corridor.

There, the golden figure blocked the power of the petrification magic, but there were still remnants falling towards Hermione.

No!