A favor from Professor Blaine's last practical class?
Harry hurriedly helped Neville up. As he was struggling to pull his feet out of the mud, he had already picked up his wand and was ready to strike first. Since Pansy Parkinson had done such a 'not a martial act' Despicable behavior, Harry felt that he no longer needed to abide by Professor Blaine's rules.
However, Malfoy, who was lying on the side of the ship and handing over his hand, made Harry a little bit at a loss. He stayed there for two or three seconds before he figured out what Malfoy was talking about, and this also caused his expression to change. Getting weird.
Malfoy is actually a person who has a bottom line and repays kindness. Isn't this too funny? !
"Are you crazy, Draco?"
Seeing this scene, Pansy's eyes widened in disbelief and she screamed, "That's Potter, are you confused?"
"Shut up, Pansy, I don't need you to teach me what to do!"
Draco turned his head and glared at Pansy, then looked at Harry, his tone became very irritated, "Hurry, Potter, get on the boat before I change my mind!"
Harry looked suspicious. He couldn't believe that Malfoy really had good intentions. However, Xinkpunk, who came out of the fog, would not wait for these people to explain it to him. Quietly, it had already come to Harry and Neville. Twenty feet behind him.
Sa!
On the Island of Avalon, among the powerful undead creatures, Xinkpunk can only be reduced to a bait for deception, but in the outside world, it can be regarded as a real dangerous creature when it is corroded by dark magic.
On the river covered with thin mist, Xinkpunk, who was walking on the water with a strong one foot, let out a shrill scream. Then, the black smoke billowing from his body suddenly disappeared. When he reappeared, he had already raised his five-inch sharp claws. Appear behind Harry!
The evil wind had not yet risen, but Harry could already feel a cold air rising from his tailbone and traveling to the back of his head in an instant.
Time seemed to have been cast a slowing spell at this moment. Harry saw Malfoy's face gradually distorted with fear, and saw Parkinson's hand holding the rudder gradually letting go of the wheel and rushing towards the power unit at the stern of the ship. go!
At the door of the classroom, the little wizards who were caught off guard by the successive changes were stunned one by one. Hermione pinched Ron's arm unconsciously, her pure yellow pupils revealed despair, and Ron's arm was already pinched with bruises. En also forgot about Hu Ting. He had a mouth and saw the tragedy happening but had no time to react.
Amosta raised his brows, ready to immediately activate the restriction magic that had been engraved on the body of this hinkpunk. However, what happened immediately made Amosta's raised fingers slow down, and he was ready to take a look first. Let’s talk about the situation.
"Get away, Harry!"
At the critical moment, it was the clumsy Neville who reacted first. He roared and suddenly threw Harry into the water.
Malfoy, who instinctively retreated, fell into the cabin. Pansy, who rushed to the stern of the boat, pressed one hand on the power unit and took out the wand with the other hand to control the rudder. Regardless of Malfoy's shouting, the boat moved smoothly. Turn and speed towards the track on the left...
The sharp claws brushed across Neville's back, a few strands of silk threads floated into the air, and the air was filled with unspeakable oppression.
"Neville!"
Harry, who was pressed into the water, bounced up the moment he hit the bottom. He let out a scream, wrapped his left hand around Neville's neck and dragged him back. He threw out his wand with his right hand, and the red light of the disarming spell was directed toward Xin. Kpunk's sharp claws came out again and shot out. However, this Xinkpunk was so nimble that it twisted around to avoid Harry's disarming spell and appeared in another place in the blink of an eye. direction.
"I'm fine, Harry."
Neville, who was soaked all over, staggered to his feet. His face covered with drops of water could no longer tell which part was river water and which part was sweat. He touched his back, and when he found that he was not injured, he used his hand. He said in a shocked tone.
"All right--"
The heart that rushed to his throat fell back into his stomach again. Harry gasped and looked at Malfoy and Parkinson who were escaping, his eyes becoming angry again.
Sure enough, these despicable Slytherins cannot be trusted at all!
"What do we do now, Harry, will Professor Blaine come to save us?"
Neville also hurriedly pulled out his wand, but the small thin stick in his hand could not bring him much sense of security.
"It's hard to say, Neville--"
Harry's eyes penetrated the foggy track and vaguely saw Professor Blaine standing by the river embankment.
"I think Professor Blaine will definitely not sit back and let his monster kill people in front of him, but I'm afraid he won't take action without waiting for us to suffer a lot."
It has to be said that Harry has a very clear understanding of Amosta. The educational philosophy of Professor Amosta's Defense Against the Dark Arts class is to restore the real dangerous scenes as much as possible and force the little wizard to make a breakthrough on the thin line between life and death.
In any case, it is very difficult to fight against such a flexible monster in the water. Harry once again used the freezing spell - it was Hermione who taught him to use this spell. Last year, Hermione used this spell to deal with it. Those Cornish elves that Gilderoy Lockhart unleashed in class.
Harry and Neville helped each other climb onto the ice, and faced the elf with a sullen face, thinking about how to disembowel him. Both of them were thinking about what spells they were good at that could deal with it.
"Expelliarmus!"
The sense of oppression brought by this dark creature to the two of them was too strong. Harry, who didn't know much about luring the enemy and feinting, directly used the strongest attack spell he had at his disposal.
A brilliant red light illuminated the dark room. It looked very powerful, but it failed as expected. The spell hit the water, and the splash of water that exploded with a bang splashed all over his body.
"T-all petrified!"
Neville hurriedly added a spell. The Petrification Curse was probably the only attack spell that Neville could use, and the person who taught him how to use this spell was also Hermione. As for the process of learning this spell...it's nothing. Way faster than experiencing it in person!
To be honest, for the little wizard, this dark-infected Xinkpunk is much more difficult to deal with than the Inferi.
The threat that the sparse Inferi brings to people is mainly due to the fact that it is a corpse. If you can put aside your fear of this, the Inferi is actually just a monster with considerable strength but extremely slow movements, a first-grade elementary school student. The fire spell that a wizard can master is enough to deal with it, and apart from biting, the Inferi have no special attack methods.
But this is not the case with this Xinkpunk. It has a certain amount of intelligence, and its agility in dodge movements far exceeds the limits of wizards. Harry and Neville who don't know how to cooperate can't break the spell at all. Hit it.
boom!
An empty spell stirred up the water again, and his eyes followed the ghostly Hinkpunk. Neville, who was dizzy, slipped on his feet and fell onto the slippery ice, screaming in pain.
Harry, who was out of breath, saw this and quickly bent down to help Neville. However, this was undoubtedly a very wrong decision. Xinkpunk, who had been waiting for an opportunity, stepped on the water with one foot and appeared again like an arrow from a string. Behind Harry, he opened his ferocious mouth and aimed at Harry's neck.
"Careful, Harry!"
Neville, who was exhausted of both physical strength and magic power, violently pulled Harry aside. Before he could withdraw his hand, the monster's claws swiped across his arm, and Yin Hong's blood splashed into the air, and a severe pain struck him. The feeling made Neville's round cheeks suddenly twist.
Amosta, who was far away on the embankment, frowned. He glanced at Malfoy and Parkinson, who had fallen into another river because they were rushing too fast, and then looked at the exhausted Potter and Longbottom who had been tortured. , curled his lips helplessly, and in the next second, he volleyed with his right foot, preparing to get these people back, but at this moment, Neville, whose arm was injured, roared, and under Amosta's surprised gaze, Suddenly he hugged the thick legs of the Xinkpunk and turned it over!
"Do it, Harry!"
Neville turned over and pressed on Xinkpunk's back, holding down the monster's hideous head with both hands. Even though the curls of black smoke made him dizzy, he did not let go, but shouted anxiously at Harry.
The 'vicious' Neville stunned Harry, but Harry immediately realized that this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. In order to ensure that his spell was not in vain, he rolled and crawled, just like the first grader who was dealing with that one. Troll, Harry thrust the wand through Hinkpunk's narrow nostril!
Roar!
The pained Hinkpunk screamed in pain, and the force of his violent struggle pushed Neville straight away. However, Harry, who was on the verge of death, would not waste this opportunity. In an instant, many magic spells fell from his body. Flashing through his mind, Professor Blaine's instructions jumped into his mind again. Taking a deep breath, Harry shouted loudly,
"The flames are blazing!"
There were no words to describe the brilliance of that moment. The violent explosion was swallowed up by a sudden black hole before it could wreak havoc, but the shock caused by the approaching roar still caused Harry to faint immediately as he was so close.
"You two--"
Amosta appeared behind Harry in an instant and lifted it up. Looking at Harry with a burnt face and Neville floating on the water with his eyes rolled, Amosta raised his shoulders high and looked at him with a look on his face. black line,
"You're addicted to hand-to-hand combat, right..."
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