Lockhart reached for the podium and picked up a green-covered book, "Marauding with Monsters."
"Of course! Don't underestimate those dark magic creatures! Even if they are as weak as the Flobberworm! Haven't you encountered the Flobberworm before?"
"They live in damp ditches, and every year how many wizards have to turn to professional magical cleaning companies because they are unable to clean them up?"
"Otherwise, why do you think I published this book? Because this book saves your mothers so much on cleaning costs every year?"
Terry and the others looked at each other, somewhat taken aback, and found that there was some truth to what he said.
Anthony crossed his arms, still looking doubtful. "But you still haven't explained why you can't deal with the pixies."
Lockhart explained, "Because of your mockery, they accumulated power within them, resisting my magic. It's that simple."
"Just think about it! With students from both academies laughing at them, how much power could they possibly gain?"
"Later, the mockery turned into panic, and they were unable to continue absorbing power, which is why they became easier to deal with."
He looked at Vizette and patted him on the shoulder approvingly, "Time was just too rushed, I forgot to give you extra points!"
"Just as Professor Flitwick and the others said, your performance was outstanding! I will be adding... fifty points to Ravenclaw's score!"
Such generous bonus points made Anthony and his team waver, suddenly feeling that Lockhart in front of them seemed... not so untrustworthy.
Lockhart noticed their expressions, raised his eyebrows, and flashed his signature smile again. "In that case... I'll personally demonstrate to you how I deal with the pixies!"
He led everyone back to the classroom, found the bolt on the large iron cage door, and solemnly warned, "Laughter is their power! Never underestimate them!"
Seeing Lockhart's expression, Anthony and the others nodded, their expressions unconsciously becoming serious.
Lockhart unlatched the door, quickly reached in, pinched out a small pixie, and then swiftly closed the door again.
The whole process was smooth and natural, and from these actions, one could vaguely glimpse the charm of the book.
"I can subdue it with a simple spell…" Lockhart picked up his wand and pressed the tip against the pixie's head.
"Obliviate!"
The little pixie, who had been struggling, quieted down and lay limp in Lockhart's hand, like a lump of clay.
"It...can't do anything anymore?" Anthony and the others looked at each other in dismay, and cautiously reached out to touch the little pixie.
The little pixie remained unresponsive, with only slight undulations in its body, indicating that it was still alive.
"Do you think it's a little pixie now? Actually, it's a loyal dog!" Lockhart pressed the tip of his wand against the little pixie again. "Obliviate!"
The little pixie reacted, landing on all fours with its tongue lolling out, and stiffly ran to Lockhart.
It even made a high-pitched barking sound, just like a puppy.
"Or perhaps a raven loyal to me!" Lockhart cast the spell again, "Obliviate!"
The little pixie suddenly took flight, replacing wings with slender arms, its all-black eyes gleaming sharply.
It swung its arms in the air, stiffly making soaring motions, and even made a "cawing" sound like a crow...
"How about it?" Lockhart raised his eyebrows, looking extremely pleased with himself. "It is now my loyal raven."
"You've all seen how amazing my magic can be when it's perfectly cast! But I must admit that there are always uncontrollable factors."
"Do you remember my book, 'Wanderings with Werewolves'? When the werewolf encountered the forest monster, how did I help him break free?"
Anthony and the others looked at Vizette.
"You caused the trolls to fight amongst themselves, creating an opening so you could escape their encirclement with that werewolf wizard," Vizette said. "So... it was an Obliviate?"
Anthony asked curiously, "Didn't the book say that this is an Obliviate?"
Before Vizette could answer, Lockhart immediately said, "The point isn't that... it's about the use of magic!"
"When to use which spell is very important! We must not only pay attention to every dark magic creature, but also to every spell!"
"Magic can always lead to more possibilities, which makes it especially necessary to study magic in depth! I believe you have all gained something new by now, right?"
"Remember! Great wizards learn from experience and lessons to improve themselves! Since we're all Ravenclaws, you should understand this, right?"
Regardless of how well one performs in class, Lockhart was absolutely right.
Looking at the little pixie perched on Lockhart's shoulder, Vizette coughed lightly and asked, "Professor Lockhart... could you demonstrate it again? It's that Obliviate..."
Lockhart's smile suddenly froze. "Haven't you seen enough yet?"
Vizette nodded, his expression extremely serious. "I thought it was too incredible just now, so I didn't see the whole thing clearly."
"Hahaha! Since we're going to do it again..." Lockhart's smile was somewhat forced, but he still reached into the large iron cage and quickly grabbed a pixie. "Obliviate!"
Vizette used his Magic Eye to observe Lockhart's spellcasting process with utmost care.
The little pixie also had magic circuits, and the patterns were very similar to those of the Golden Snitch's magic circuits, except that there weren't many overlapping circular patterns.
As Lockhart chanted his incantation, an incredibly pure silver light burst forth, instantly taking over the pixie's body and shattering its magical circuits.
The shattered magic circuits did not disappear; they simply rippled chaotically through the body.
Lockhart's voice rang out, "Mr. Lovegood, what do you want it to become...? Let me decide! It will become a frog loyal to me!"
"Obliviate!" With another spell cast, the silver light reappeared. This time, instead of further shattering the magic circuit, it began to reshape the magic circuit, turning it into other patterns.
The newly formed magic circuit was somewhat peculiar, with many breaks, making it less complete than the original magic circuit.
The little pixie squatted on the table, its eyes darting around, its cheeks bulging as it puffed out a low "gurgling" sound.
Anthony and the others couldn't help but exclaim, "Professor Lockhart! You are absolutely amazing!"
"After all, I received the Order of Merlin, Third Class, and the Defense Against the Dark Arts..." Lockhart spoke of his honors with the fluency of a tongue twister, "Is there anything else you'd like to see?"
"Professor Lockhart, could you... turn it back into the form a pixie should be?" Vizette asked curiously.
He wanted to know if Lockhart's Memory Charm could reshape magic circuits…
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