Seeing Lockhart's posture, the students all became serious.
They recalled their experiences in Lockhart's book and kept wondering what the dark magic creature in the iron cage could be.
Perhaps this iron cage is enchanted, capable of imprisoning large dark magic creatures inside.
Such as yetis, trolls... or even more evil and dangerous creatures imbued with dark magic!
Lockhart bared his eight teeth again and abruptly pulled back the veil.
The students finally saw the creature under the tarpaulin, but because it was so different from what they had imagined, some of the boys couldn't help but let out short, piercing laughs.
A group of tiny pixies, clinging to the iron cage and shaking it, bared their teeth and screamed at the students, their pure black eyes radiating malice.
These little pixies were only XXX in danger level, and because they mainly come from Cornwall, they were also known as "Cornish pixies".
Like Peeves, they were very mischievous and loved to play all sorts of pranks and destroy everything around them.
Lockhart, seemingly embarrassed by the students' laughter, reached for the bolt on the iron cage door.
"Since you're all so confident, let me see how you plan to deal with these monsters!"
He suddenly pulled open the bolt, and the pixies, realizing they were free again, cheered and swarmed out of their cages, attacking the still smiling students.
The pixies were faster than expected, darting into the students like a gust of wind and wreaking havoc.
They grabbed ink bottles and threw them everywhere. The bottles shattered on the ground, splattering ink everywhere and making the already chaotic scene even worse.
Vizette raised his wrist and cast the Wandless Silent Levitation Charm, controlling all the ink bottles that were attacking him.
He took out his wand and pointed it at the ink bottles, turning them into small iron cages. He then used the Levitation Charm to control the cages, making them chase after the flying pixies.
With Vizette as the center, the surrounding Ravenclaws were relatively safe, and they could also help drive away the pixies and put them into small cages.
The small iron cages were very cramped, and the little pixies couldn't move around freely inside, with no chance of escaping.
The Gryffindor students were also trying to find a solution.
Seamus and Dean hid under the table, using Lockhart's work as weapons, waiting for an opportunity to launch an attack;
Ron and Harry worked together, using Lockhart's writings as weapons to drive away the pixies that tried to attack them;
Hermione's method was even more ingenious: she used a freezing spell to freeze the two pixies and put them into a small iron cage controlled by Vizette.
With small iron cages chasing after them, the pixies realized that Vizette was not someone to be trifled with, so they turned their attention to Lockhart.
They harassed Lockhart equally, not only Lockhart himself, but also those portraits of Lockhart.
They emitted shrill, piercing laughter, threw ink at the portrait, tore it in half together, or pulled Lockhart's hair.
Lockhart looked extremely disheveled; his hair was being pulled by several pixies, causing him to grimace in pain.
With considerable effort, he finally managed to pull out the wand, and he waved it wildly, shouting, "Peskipiksi Pesternomi!"
The spell failed to work; the pixie let out a sharp cry, as if mocking the spell.
They swooped down on Lockhart, one of the pixies drawing his attention while the other grabbed the wand and pulled it from Lockhart's hand.
"Peskipiksipesternomi? What kind of spell is that?" Vizette heard the chanting and subconsciously read it aloud.
He had a deep understanding of forbidden magic and felt that Lockhart's incantations were very similar to forbidden magic.
"Peski...piksi...Pester...no...mi...Annoying little pixie, leave me alone?"
The "Hogwarts: A History" in his mind automatically opened, absorbing ancient magical power as its pages turned. On one blank page, text appeared:
Ancient Magic: Imperius Curse: Guiding ancient magical power...purifying the Imperius Curse...penetrating the soul...controlling living beings...
Vizette was somewhat surprised, "It actually became an ancient spell, and this ancient spell was quite special, as it was based on the Imperius Curse."
"Help me...help me..." Just as Vizette was trying to understand the Ancient Magic: Imperius Curse, Neville's cries rang out.
The two little pixies let out a strange laugh. They grabbed Neville by the ears and lifted him up together, seemingly intending to raise him even higher and hang him on the dragon's skeleton.
Ancient Magic: Imperius Curse!
Vizette waved his wand, silently pumping ancient magical power from its core.
Similar to the feeling of casting the Imperius Curse, a tingling, warm current also extended from the tip of the wand.
This time, however, the feeling was gentler, and the little pixies he controlled were not so stiff in their movements; they could even be described as agile.
Vizette commanded the two little pixies: Stop where you are.
The little pixie, still clutching Neville's ear, continued to laugh. Instead of flying any further upward, it hovered in mid-air, swaying back and forth, looking exhausted and unable to ascend any further.
Neville screamed twice more, struggling to break free from the pixie's control.
Vizette waved his wand, and the fragments of two ink bottles flew up, turning into soft cushions that caught Neville as he fell to the ground.
He raised his hand and made a grasping motion, and two small iron cages flew over, enveloping the two little pixies controlled by the "Ancient Magic: Imperius Curse".
"Phew..." Neville touched the cushion beneath him, swallowing hard, still shaken. "Thank you, Vizette!"
Vizette smiled and said, "Please do me a favor and help me catch these little pixies. I want to finish class on time."
The other students also heard this and, with the same idea in mind, organized a counterattack with Vizette as the core leader.
Vizette manipulated the floating iron cage to continue familiarizing himself with "Ancient Magic: Imperius Curse," and with the help of the other students, he managed to trap all the pixies inside the cage.
He held his wand and flicked it towards the large iron cage, trapping all the little pixies inside, thus dispelling the transformation spell on the small iron cages.
The broken pieces of the ink bottles, now restored to their original state, lay on the ground, resembling blooming glass flowers.
The students put the cover back over the iron cage, and the classroom instantly became much quieter.
Harry and Ron put down their books, wiped their sweat, and said, "Vizette! Your Transfiguration magic is absolutely amazing!"
Hermione stared at the small iron cage floating in mid-air, her expression becoming quite complicated.
With such a dense array of transformation magic, she didn't know how long it would take her to achieve this level.
There were still some things she didn't understand. Vizette must have used other magic to capture the pixies.
Looking at the mess on the ground, Vizette chanted the next spell: "Reparo!"
Whether it was torn books or shards of ink from a blackened floor, everything around was restored, except for Lockhart's portraits.
The students arranged their desks, and the bell rang precisely on time…
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