In the worried eyes of the girls, Aini waved the wand gently, and a pair of invisible hands lifted the cats down from the sky, but they were not sent into the arms of their original owners.
Ani snapped his fingers, and a big pumpkin landed on the open space between the academy's long table and the teacher's seat. It stretched out its body and turned into a protected cat house, trapping the cat inside.
This was also the escape route he had left for himself. After all, if the arrangement was successful, there would be a high probability that a biological weapon far superior to Quirrell would appear on the teacher's bench tonight. It would not be a good idea to continue sitting next to Lockhart.
Looking at the twins surrounded by girls, Dumbledore couldn't help but smile.
It's great to be young.
The old principal sighed secretly. When his eyes turned to an empty seat on the teacher's bench, his brows jumped twice. Wouldn't that guy be drowned?
Speaking of which, Aini’s design at the door is indeed too bad, but...
It's very relaxing.
In the envious eyes of the women, including the older cat lady Professor McGonagall, Aini greeted the two people next to her and then calmly got into the large cat house that had just been formed.
Dumbledore believed that even if Tom and Lockhart were present, after seeing Ernie's gentle smile at this time, it would be difficult to imagine that the design that tricked them into doubting their lives not long ago was his handiwork.
In fact, Aini also has a question now. The Horcrux Notebook can absorb the ink painted on it. I wonder if other liquids can do it?
"Okay, no problem."
Tom the Split Soul agreed happily. The Horcrux space that he used to feel so comfortable now only made him feel sick.
God knows why after passing through the hands of the staff maker, these pieces of wood became so heavy that they actually sank to the bottom. Lockhart spent a long time mentally building up before gritting his teeth and diving into the water to fish out the wand.
Fortunately, there is some kind of wonderful connection between the wand and its owner. Otherwise, if he couldn't fish it out, the guy would definitely let himself control his body.
Although he had absorbed some vitality from Lockhart in the past few days and was able to briefly control the other person's activities, due to time constraints, the reserves were not large enough to be squandered at will.
Especially the purpose of using precious energy is to play underwater and find objects in sewage.
However, even if Lockhart found the wand in one go, little Tom's accumulated energy was still not preserved.
With Professor Weird's spellcasting ability, even with the wand in his hand, there is nothing he can do about the current predicament. He has no idea how to get back to the ground.
What made little Tom collapse the most was not the other party's incompetence, but the sewage flowing everywhere in the Horcrux space. He swore that his brain must have been cramped at that time to allow the Horcrux to have the function of absorbing water.
The key is that apart from writing on the page, he has no preset drainage function at all. At this time, Tom's former self was full of resentment.
At least now, he couldn't stay in this Horcrux for a minute, so after Lockhart asked him for help, Tom simply agreed without even taking the opportunity to make any demands.
After taking over the body, Little Tom threw away the cherry wood wand in his hand in disgust, and cast several cleaning spells on himself, and then he felt better.
When making the first Horcrux, Voldemort didn't have the ability to fly, and little Tom didn't understand the magic of Splitting Souls. He could only tap the wall of the tube with his wand, and layers of moss peeled off, wrapping around him like a python. Winding up the pipe.
Due to the flow of sewage in the pipes, the smell on the moss was a bit strong, but there was no other way. Even Lockhart's socks were alchemy products, and it would take more effort for Tom to transform them.
At this time, his energy was limited, and it would be ruined if he failed to send Lockhart up. He had to use these readily available materials to make do, which was much better than using sewage.
Tom could only think carefully, endure the nausea and let the moss cover his body. After a while, he no longer cared about this kind of thing. Compared with the sewage and debris poured down from above from time to time, the smell of the moss was really nothing.
As Lockhart swam upstream, the banquet in the Great Hall gradually reached its climax, swirling and flying.
The dancing bats were divided into two sides, and under the command of Bill and Professor Flitwick, they alternated and fought, forming various formations.
It turned out that Dumbledore had wanted to invite a skeleton dance troupe, but considering that Lockhart had the Horcrux, the old headmaster gave up this tempting idea.
Of course, Aini was not included among those who were seduced. If there was anything in the wizarding world that he could never appreciate, it would definitely be all kinds of music that could be called ghost music. He could not fathom the aesthetics of wizards in this regard.
Aini sat lazily on the pumpkin wall, watching the performance in the air comfortably.
It felt so good to be surrounded by seventeen cats. He was already thinking about how to kidnap the cats for the night after the dinner.
"Meow~"
"Meow meow~"
Except for Tom, other little guys rarely get close to Aini. At this time, he stepped on him and acted cute. His cute appearance made the women present eager to move.
I just don’t know how many people shouted to let go of those cats, and how many people shouted to let go of that Aini...
"Bang~"
Lockhart pushed open the door of the auditorium with force, but unfortunately it did not attract enough attention. Even if someone looked over, they would only glance briefly and then turn their eyes elsewhere.
Seeing this scene, he knew that in the script of "Hogwarts 1992", he was no longer the protagonist on the stage. At least in the opening chapter, there was someone else who was the dazzling new star.
But he was unwilling to give in. Lockhart would never be inferior to others. When it came to the ability to stand out, he was the expert!
"Ah ha, I'm so sorry. There was a little accident and I almost couldn't let you all spend the night with me."
After blessing with a loud voice, Lockhart performed a complicated ancient ritual, but unfortunately there were only a few people who responded. Soon the young wizards' eyes turned to the melee of bats above.
Lockhart, who was left out in the cold, did not feel embarrassed and turned towards the teacher's desk.
In fact, he was very tired now. Not only had he poured sewage into his mouth and vomited a lot, but his body had been controlled by Horcruxes twice. He was so weak that his desire to perform had dropped a lot.
Even so, Lockhart still refused Tom's offer to let him have a good rest, insisting on coming to the Great Hall to perform a show of humiliation.
Little Tom, who had almost exhausted all his accumulation over the past few days, was too lazy to persuade him and slipped into the depths of the Horcrux to sleep.
After seeing Lockhart, Dumbledore breathed a sigh of relief. Although this guy was a liar trying to gain fame, his true identity had not yet been revealed to the public. He was still known as the head professor of Hogwarts. Dying underground is also a problem.
When that time comes, Ani will never fish for people. The old man knows this very well. Thinking that he is going to fish out a ball of rotten meat from the smelly water, Dumbledore feels that the pile of cockroaches still kicking in his mouth is no longer sweet. .
Fortunately, regardless of whether Lockhart was safe or not, he finally made it out alive.
And there was a guy who wanted to come up since the dinner started, but he never could.
Peter looked at Jerry holding a sledgehammer above him and shouted in his heart, they are both rats, why bother fighting each other!
