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Chapter 169 Lockhart's Duel Club 【For subscription, for data】

"Okay, Amber, thanks for your help."

After saying that sentence, Professor Flitwick said nothing.

Just work with Amber to put Penello in the infirmary.

Seeing Madam Pomfrey getting busy again, Professor Flitwick breathed a sigh of relief. After wiping the sweat off the top of his head, he turned his head and said to Amber.

"Amber, it's time for you to go back to rest now, and don't forget me—I told you just now.

"But the professor—"

Amber wanted to say something, but was pushed out of the infirmary by Professor Flitwick.

Watching the door of the infirmary slam shut in front of him, Amber opened his mouth, but in the end he didn't say anything.

What the hell is this...?

On the way back to the lounge, Amber looked depressed.

He just wanted to investigate the scene of the attack.

Unexpectedly, Professor Flitwick first caught the strong man, and then he slapped his face to popularize the theoretical knowledge of the floating spell.

There is no beginning or end to say a guess.

What is this trying to do?

"Really, Professor Flitwick is not usually a talkative person... Wait.

Amber suddenly stopped and stood alone in the corridor, with a confused expression on his face.

What if what Professor Flitwick said just now wasn't what Professor Flitwick wanted to say?

Thinking of this, Amber couldn't help recalling Penello's situation just now.

Penello's body is indeed heavy and abnormal, this is a fact, and it seems to be in line with what Professor Flitwick said, having been exposed to powerful magic.

But, as far as Amber feels, Penello weighs. It doesn't seem to be reaching Professor Flitwick's limit.

Others don't know the details of the goblin professor, but he knows it all.

Professor Flitwick, but the champion of the European dueling competition that year.

The depth of its magic power, the familiarity of using magic spells, and the rich combat experience can be said to be second to none in the school.

Can such a person really be unable to move Peneno by himself?

Or is he deliberately waiting for such an opportunity to communicate with himself alone?

Thinking back on Professor Flitwick's anomaly, Amber couldn't help thinking of the weird conversation this morning.

Dumbledore hurried back to school and sent Edmund to deliver the letter to him.

But after arriving at the principal's office, he didn't say any nutritious words, just the most common greetings.

It seemed that in this conversation, the only thing of value was that small bottle of Phoenix Tears.

But is a vial of Phoenix Tears really worth a trip to Dumbledore himself?

Dumbledore had been out of school since the beginning of the school year, and must be busy with something important.

He took time out of his busy schedule to meet with him, not talking about the previous battle, not talking about the intentions of the Presbyterian Church, and not talking about the great wizard he killed.

Is this really what that old bee who walks a hundred steps would do?

When the two things came together, Amber suddenly understood the overtones of their words.

"This old bee... threw me the mess in the school.""

He now finally understood the old bee's intentions.

Through Professor Flitwick's mouth, he explained to himself what happened to Penello, and told him that there would be a very powerful item in the school, and he didn't know who it was in the hands of.

Then with a bottle of phoenix tears and no mention of the fighting process at all, Dumbledore is responsible for solving the troubles of the Presbytery, and he helps Dumbledore solve the troubles in the school.

"The old bee never suffers.

After muttering to himself, Amber helplessly shook his head and continued to walk towards the common room.

In a sense, the old bee's trade request is just right.

It's a win-win ending, but Amber, who doesn't always feel comfortable.

This may be because the old bee has never left others a choice.

He was like this, Snape was like that, and so was the future Harry.

Under the arrangement of the old bee, they have no choice.

This is probably what Amber hates most.

Back in the dormitory, I was speechless all night.

Early the next morning, Amber walked to the auditorium, shaking his hands.

"Amber, why don't you bring your book?"

In the auditorium, Drake saw that Amber was empty-handed, and couldn't help asking in confusion.

"Lockhart's Defense Against the Dark Arts class, is it necessary to bring a book?

Amber shrugged, picking up a piece of bacon and eating it.

"Yeah, that old liar.

...for flowers.. 0

Draco also wanted to be as handsome as Amber, but after thinking about the terrible consequences of deducting points, he still didn't dare to learn from Amber's unbridled contempt for the classroom.

When I came to the classroom, it was still the scene of overcrowding.

Even if he was timid before, Lockhart's handsome and over-the-top face is still quite popular with female students.

Ignoring the crazy fans in the front row, Amber sat in the back corner as usual.

And beside him is Hermione, who is long overdue.

"Great job before, Amber.

Sitting down next to Amber, Hermione chattered excitedly.

He had seen Amber's heroic slaying in the live broadcast before, and the endless worry before him turned into a strong pride almost instantly.

Look, this is the boy I like.

Although it came to the back, I don't know why the live broadcast was suddenly interrupted.

But Hermione has always been adamant that nothing can beat Amber.

"Yeah, I didn't expect it to be so smooth."

Seeing Hermione's excited face, Amber smiled slightly and continued on her topic.

Since Hermione didn't know about the Great Wizard, there was no need to tell him.

After all, things were over, and speaking out would do nothing but add to Hermione's useless worries.

So Amber quietly changed the subject, avoiding the details of the previous battle and talking with Hermione about the recent events at school.

"Hey everyone, listen to me."

Just as the two were whispering, Lockhart suddenly raised his volume on the stage and said passionately to the crowd.

"Everyone knows there's been a few insignificant incidents in the school lately - of course, that certainly doesn't bother Professor Lockhart.

As he spoke, the smile on Lockhart's face became more and more radiant, and his voice became particularly high and sharp.

"However, in order to enhance your self-defense ability, I specially applied to the principal to allow me to open a dueling club."

"There, I, a Merlin 2nd class winner and five-time Witcher Weekly Most Beautiful Smile winner."

"I will share my rich combat experience with you selflessly!" Li.