Chapter 152 An Accident Happened
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Rui Chen 3499
Although the process seemed thrilling, Dumbledore could still see that both Konno and Godric were extremely restrained.
When the blades collided, the force vibrated in the air, but it didn't hurt any bricks or tiles on the tower.
After watching for a while, Dumbledore finally understood that the 40-meter-long swords in the hands of the two were not sharpened, and they were just two blunt weapons fighting each other.
Both Kong Nuo and Godric were extremely restrained, and they began to reduce their strength the moment their weapons collided. Although they looked huge, they didn't make much noise.
Dumbledore simply opened the window directly, facing the cold summer night wind blowing into the principal's room, and continued to watch the duel between them.
Snapped!Snapped!
Snapped!
"Principal Dumbledore! May I help you?" A house elf obeyed the call and bowed deeply.
Dumbledore smiled and said, "Please prepare me a creamy raisin scone, and for jam... use raspberry jam."
Although during the summer vacation, Godric would come to the top of the tower every day for routine homework and training in sword skills, but Dumbledore hadn't paid much attention to it.
Godric was born in the Middle Ages.
In that era of war and chaos, it was normal to have a weapon by your side.
Those wizards who mastered sword skills would directly disguise themselves as wandering swordsmen passing by when avoiding the prey army.
When the Muggle soldiers interrogate them, as long as they can win the sparring, they can gain the trust of the Muggle soldiers.
If they were stronger, they could even break into the witch hunting army, learn about the army's course of action, and then disclose the news to other wizards.
In modern times, all the wizards are hiding and completely cut off from the world of ordinary people, resulting in fewer and fewer wizards who know sword skills and actively learn sword skills.
The blades of Kong Nuo and Godric collided again, and between the friction of the blades, a gorgeous spark bloomed in the air.
Although magic looks amazing, sometimes it has to be this kind of pure force collision, which makes people more excited.
Dumbledore looked at the Elder Wand in his hand, and a voice suddenly emerged in his heart: Shall we conjure up a great sword and join the battle?
Sprout came to the front of the Whomping Willow, only to find that the condition of the Whomping Willow was worse than expected.
There are many cracks in the thick branches, and the sap slowly seeps out through the cracks, and a small part has dripped on the ground.
The grass around the Whomping Willow received the nutrients from the tree sap, and instantly grew taller and became lusher.
"It does look very pessimistic." Lockhart said first, "I remember that the wizards in the Congo would make a potion that can easily repair injuries of this level. You only need to add bay leaves..."
Snape held out his wand and pointed it at the chattering Lockhart, "Muffliato!"
The harsh chatter disappeared and turned into a slight low hum.
The buzzing was still frequent, but at least it allowed Snape and Sprout to communicate normally.
Lockhart was still standing there waving his arms, occasionally revealing his Order of Merlin, and his eight teeth were still shining.
Snape and Sprout did not get close to the attacking range of the Whomping Willow, and carefully circled around the periphery, observing the situation of this magical plant in an all-round way.
While they were exchanging plans, they also had to respond to Lockhart to prevent Lockhart from walking towards them, which would destroy the effect of listening to the spell with earplugs.
Just when they were about to put their plan into action and began to collect sap and appease the Whomping Willow, both of them noticed the magic fluctuations in the sky at the same time.
"Protego Totalum!" Snape swung his wand faster than Sprout, and a protective magic formed instantly, enveloping the two of them.
Snape looked at Lockhart who was still chattering in the distance, a very shallow arc appeared at the corner of his mouth, looking like he was watching a good show.
boom!boom!
The two 40-meter-long giant swords fell to the ground almost at the same time, like two small peaks falling from the sky, setting off a surging wave of air.
Lockhart just turned around at this moment, and before he even had time to react, he was already blown away by the air wave and slammed into Snape's direction.
Snape held his wand horizontally in front of him, and drew a straight vertical line, "Protego!"
Lockhart was like a human-shaped cannonball, hitting the invisible shield constructed by the Iron Armor Curse straight, making a dull sound like ringing a bell.
"Tsk tsk tsk! It's still the founder thousands of years ago, but he actually used the method of dying together?" Kong Nuo teased.
There was no guilt in Godric's tone, and he said bluntly: "This is all a strategy! You never lived in the Middle Ages, and you had to use any means to survive during that time."
Kong Nuo raised his eyebrows and said, "So you want to shoot me flying, right? Unfortunately, I haven't landed on the ground now."
Godric suggested: "Otherwise there will be a second round? Without the great sword, we still have a wand, and we can have a magic duel!"
"Tsk tsk tsk! Excuse me? How long have you learned magic?" Kong Nuo teased, "The comparison just now is what we know, and now we still have to compare what we know."
"I've only learned magic for a year. Are you going to compete with me in cleaning dishes or pots? I've learned all life magic this year! I'm also proficient in frying and frying magic!"
Godric's complexion became strange, "If you studied at Hogwarts since childhood, you must be a good candidate for Hufflepuff."
"Sonorus!" Hufflepuff's current headmaster, Sprout, coughed lightly, put his wand against the side of his throat, and said, "Why don't you two come down and talk? Our neck hurts at this height?"
After landing, Kong Nuo asked, "What are you doing here?"
He noticed Lockhart who was lying on his back, and looked at Snape strangely, "Isn't it? Even if it's really not pleasing to the eye, there's no need to get rid of him on the first day of school, right?"
"And it was Hufflepuff and Slytherin's collaboration to commit the crime, ahem...I didn't see anything, and I even found a shovel for you."
"Don't make trouble, Kong Nuo!" Sprout rejected the shovel that Kong Nuo dug out from the Martial Arts Elixir, "Harry and the others drove into the Whomping Willow, and we are trying to find a way to collect the sap and remedy it."
"Actually, Lockhart's coma has something to do with you. The strength of your fight just now knocked him away, and then he fell into a coma."
"Isn't he the owner of the Order of Merlin? Why is he so weak?" Connor walked to Lockhart's side and began to check the injury.
"Hmm... A few bones are broken, it feels like the injury was caused after hitting the wall. Are you sure it was caused by us, not because of some protective magic? I remember that the Iron Armor Curse can achieve a similar effect."
Snape curled his lips and continued to remain silent.
When the blades collided, the force vibrated in the air, but it didn't hurt any bricks or tiles on the tower.
After watching for a while, Dumbledore finally understood that the 40-meter-long swords in the hands of the two were not sharpened, and they were just two blunt weapons fighting each other.
Both Kong Nuo and Godric were extremely restrained, and they began to reduce their strength the moment their weapons collided. Although they looked huge, they didn't make much noise.
Dumbledore simply opened the window directly, facing the cold summer night wind blowing into the principal's room, and continued to watch the duel between them.
Snapped!Snapped!
Snapped!
"Principal Dumbledore! May I help you?" A house elf obeyed the call and bowed deeply.
Dumbledore smiled and said, "Please prepare me a creamy raisin scone, and for jam... use raspberry jam."
Although during the summer vacation, Godric would come to the top of the tower every day for routine homework and training in sword skills, but Dumbledore hadn't paid much attention to it.
Godric was born in the Middle Ages.
In that era of war and chaos, it was normal to have a weapon by your side.
Those wizards who mastered sword skills would directly disguise themselves as wandering swordsmen passing by when avoiding the prey army.
When the Muggle soldiers interrogate them, as long as they can win the sparring, they can gain the trust of the Muggle soldiers.
If they were stronger, they could even break into the witch hunting army, learn about the army's course of action, and then disclose the news to other wizards.
In modern times, all the wizards are hiding and completely cut off from the world of ordinary people, resulting in fewer and fewer wizards who know sword skills and actively learn sword skills.
The blades of Kong Nuo and Godric collided again, and between the friction of the blades, a gorgeous spark bloomed in the air.
Although magic looks amazing, sometimes it has to be this kind of pure force collision, which makes people more excited.
Dumbledore looked at the Elder Wand in his hand, and a voice suddenly emerged in his heart: Shall we conjure up a great sword and join the battle?
Sprout came to the front of the Whomping Willow, only to find that the condition of the Whomping Willow was worse than expected.
There are many cracks in the thick branches, and the sap slowly seeps out through the cracks, and a small part has dripped on the ground.
The grass around the Whomping Willow received the nutrients from the tree sap, and instantly grew taller and became lusher.
"It does look very pessimistic." Lockhart said first, "I remember that the wizards in the Congo would make a potion that can easily repair injuries of this level. You only need to add bay leaves..."
Snape held out his wand and pointed it at the chattering Lockhart, "Muffliato!"
The harsh chatter disappeared and turned into a slight low hum.
The buzzing was still frequent, but at least it allowed Snape and Sprout to communicate normally.
Lockhart was still standing there waving his arms, occasionally revealing his Order of Merlin, and his eight teeth were still shining.
Snape and Sprout did not get close to the attacking range of the Whomping Willow, and carefully circled around the periphery, observing the situation of this magical plant in an all-round way.
While they were exchanging plans, they also had to respond to Lockhart to prevent Lockhart from walking towards them, which would destroy the effect of listening to the spell with earplugs.
Just when they were about to put their plan into action and began to collect sap and appease the Whomping Willow, both of them noticed the magic fluctuations in the sky at the same time.
"Protego Totalum!" Snape swung his wand faster than Sprout, and a protective magic formed instantly, enveloping the two of them.
Snape looked at Lockhart who was still chattering in the distance, a very shallow arc appeared at the corner of his mouth, looking like he was watching a good show.
boom!boom!
The two 40-meter-long giant swords fell to the ground almost at the same time, like two small peaks falling from the sky, setting off a surging wave of air.
Lockhart just turned around at this moment, and before he even had time to react, he was already blown away by the air wave and slammed into Snape's direction.
Snape held his wand horizontally in front of him, and drew a straight vertical line, "Protego!"
Lockhart was like a human-shaped cannonball, hitting the invisible shield constructed by the Iron Armor Curse straight, making a dull sound like ringing a bell.
"Tsk tsk tsk! It's still the founder thousands of years ago, but he actually used the method of dying together?" Kong Nuo teased.
There was no guilt in Godric's tone, and he said bluntly: "This is all a strategy! You never lived in the Middle Ages, and you had to use any means to survive during that time."
Kong Nuo raised his eyebrows and said, "So you want to shoot me flying, right? Unfortunately, I haven't landed on the ground now."
Godric suggested: "Otherwise there will be a second round? Without the great sword, we still have a wand, and we can have a magic duel!"
"Tsk tsk tsk! Excuse me? How long have you learned magic?" Kong Nuo teased, "The comparison just now is what we know, and now we still have to compare what we know."
"I've only learned magic for a year. Are you going to compete with me in cleaning dishes or pots? I've learned all life magic this year! I'm also proficient in frying and frying magic!"
Godric's complexion became strange, "If you studied at Hogwarts since childhood, you must be a good candidate for Hufflepuff."
"Sonorus!" Hufflepuff's current headmaster, Sprout, coughed lightly, put his wand against the side of his throat, and said, "Why don't you two come down and talk? Our neck hurts at this height?"
After landing, Kong Nuo asked, "What are you doing here?"
He noticed Lockhart who was lying on his back, and looked at Snape strangely, "Isn't it? Even if it's really not pleasing to the eye, there's no need to get rid of him on the first day of school, right?"
"And it was Hufflepuff and Slytherin's collaboration to commit the crime, ahem...I didn't see anything, and I even found a shovel for you."
"Don't make trouble, Kong Nuo!" Sprout rejected the shovel that Kong Nuo dug out from the Martial Arts Elixir, "Harry and the others drove into the Whomping Willow, and we are trying to find a way to collect the sap and remedy it."
"Actually, Lockhart's coma has something to do with you. The strength of your fight just now knocked him away, and then he fell into a coma."
"Isn't he the owner of the Order of Merlin? Why is he so weak?" Connor walked to Lockhart's side and began to check the injury.
"Hmm... A few bones are broken, it feels like the injury was caused after hitting the wall. Are you sure it was caused by us, not because of some protective magic? I remember that the Iron Armor Curse can achieve a similar effect."
Snape curled his lips and continued to remain silent.
